"Help!"

"Help~~~~~Ahhh~~~~~"

The sound of the call came over like a sea of ​​roar. The sound was so sad and anxious that it always reminded people of the scene of seven or eight ghosts pressing on their bodies, ready to feast on their feet.

In fact, Ning Feng looked through the sound and could see that he could still be free to call for help, his limbs were sound, and he was running around and jumping around.

It was a Taoist crown that was crooked and slanted, the Taoist robe was extremely incompatible, the wooden sword was broken and the one left was the one with the straw shoes. In short, it always seemed that people doubt whether the guy was a stolen Taoist priest.

The little Taoist priest had red lips and white teeth, his face was anxious, he shouted loudly, and rushed towards Ning Feng's direction.

God knows whether he saw Xingguang clearing the field before, or did he simply look at the few ghosts here and rushed here.

"It's a man."

"This is the first living person I met when I entered Yinyang Town, right?"

Ning Feng glanced at the situation and immediately gave up the idea of ​​going forward to help. He leisurely felt that "Yinyang Town" was worthy of his name at this moment.

Some people, some people, Yin and Yang are connected to each other, which is the middle boundary of the two. This is the Yin and Yang Town.

He didn't come forward to help, not because he didn't want to save people, but because he was really unnecessary.

This little Taoist priest called him tragically, but in fact there was nothing wrong. There would be no danger for a while.

Behind the little Taoist priest, there was indeed a fierce ghost, half-pulled armor and a big knife, just like a defeated soldier who had just retreated from the battlefield.

He is considered a fierce ghost.

Before the evil ghost and the little Taoist priest, there was a giant who was as tall as two people, blocking the little Taoist priest tightly. There was a ping-pong sound. It was a fierce ghost and the big monster competing.

"Bulie?"

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows and saw clearly the true appearance of the giant.

He is majestic and tall, like an old ox standing up, with his legs still hooves, but his two fronts are hands, holding a long knife.

If this bull demon hadn't been stabbed behind the Taoist priest by fighting to get stabbed, he would have probably been stabbed through his butt by the murderous soldier's broken knife.

"Is the spiritual bull demon?"

"This is not..."

Ning Feng searched in his mind and vaguely remembered that this was a unique magic of a certain sect. It was considered to be famous in the world of immortal cultivation.

"Oh my god~~~"

The little Taoist priest screamed strangely. People who didn't know thought he was injured. In fact, it was just a bull demon who was stabbed by another fierce soldier to protect him.

With one knife, the bull demon knelt on the ground, raised his head and roared silently, and blue smoke rose from the edge of the knife, all of which was full of ghost energy.

This bull demon is actually aggregation of ghost energy.

Everyone was all ghosts, but they were obviously not a group of bull demons. They were cut like this. They still hugged the fierce soldiers tightly and refused to let him chase the little Taoist priest.

In fact, even if you chase, you can't catch up.

After the little Taoist priest screamed strangely, he took out something from his arms without even thinking about it and threw it forward fiercely.

With a "swoosh", the thing he threw flew over like an arrow, turning his head down in Ning Feng's interest-filled gaze, and inserted it straightly not far from his toes.

It was a delicate little flag.

"Which shot is coming?"

The little Taoist priest was urinating forward while taking out a large handful of flags from his arms and kept searching.

"Ao~"

With a scream, the bull demon pounced on the ground, and the smoke rose up and disappeared without a trace.

The little Taoist priest screamed strangely, and finally found the one he wanted from the flag, hurriedly took it out, and shook it in front of him as if he was in a regular manner.

The ghost chasing behind him, regardless of whether he shook his flag or stumbled his hooves, opened his mouth wide and chewed it over in one bite.

The lower mouth was extremely tainted and headed straight to the place where the little Taoist priest had the most flesh.

"No?"

Ning Feng was shocked. From his perspective, he looked like a young Taoist priest had a fierce ghost on his butt.

"My mother~"

The little Taoist priest screamed miserably, and his voice still echoed, and his whole body suddenly disappeared without a trace.

“Huh?”

When Ning Feng saw this scene, he seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked at the flag in front of his toes and took three steps back.

As soon as the third step was withdrawn, the little Taoist suddenly emerged from the original position of the flag.

"There is a flash of spiritual light when you enter the underworld."

"Spiritual Flag."

Ning Feng's face showed a sudden look. The familiar feeling caused by the spiritual bull demon before finally made him match the signature spell.

The Lingguang Banner is divided into two types: mother and child flags. The mother flag falls to the ground and sinks, but hides and does not appear. Except for the people who plant the flag, it is rare for others to see.

Those who hold the Ziqian flag can instantly return to the place where the mother flag is within a radius of hundreds of miles. Each female flag can correspond to nearly twenty male flags, and countless changes can be derived, which are mysterious and mysterious, and have endless wonderful uses.

This kind of magic is unique to a Taoist sect called Qingmaoshan in the world of immortal cultivation.

The same is true for the spiritual bull demon.

When the little Taoist priest suddenly appeared, the flag in his hand turned into smoke and dispersed. He didn't have time to feel sorry for the spiritual light flag that he usually couldn't bear to use, so he leaned back with his hands, covered his butt and jumped up.

“Haha~”

With his jumping action, Ning Feng's eyes were sharp. He saw a piece of cloth floating down. When he saw white flesh on the little Taoist priest's butt, he couldn't help laughing.

"The little Taoist priest from Qingmaoshan is very lucky. He was bitten through his pants. It was almost the same as that, and a piece of meat fell into the ghost's stomach."

Ning Feng was just thinking about it when the little Taoist priest in Qingmaoshan in front of him made another action beyond his imagination.

"elder brother!"

The little Taoist priest came out as soon as he opened his mouth, without any shyness, and his expression was as natural as if he had been shouting for decades.

"Save me~~"

The little Taoist priest was so fast and quick. Taking advantage of Ning Feng's swaying spirit, he went directly behind him. He grabbed Ning Feng's neck tightly with his hands, trembling.

"I'm so embarrassed."

Ning Feng shook his head and slowly raised his hand.

The little Taoist priest was quite sensible. At least he didn't hold his hand and directly hug Ning Feng's waist, otherwise he would have been kicked away directly.

"Swish~!"

A divine light burst out from Ning Feng's fingertips, and it happened to be on the chest of the fierce soldier who was chasing him.

In an instant, the fierce soldier opened his mouth wide, and his hands fell off his hands, and it turned into blue smoke before he could land.

The fierce soldier itself was roaring silently, starting from his chest, and the whole body was filled with blue smoke, as if melted in the sunlight.

"Save~Save me~~"

The little Taoist priest was still huddled behind Ning Feng, with no hair exposed, trembling, and the sounds made were trembling.

"Okay, you can come out."

Ning Feng had no choice but to reach out and lifted the Taoist priest out.

"It's gone?" The little Taoist priest looked around, finally relieved and bowed to the ground: "The small path is under Qingmao Mountain, and Bai Xiaoxiao is also."

"Thank you for saving me, Brother Dao."

Ning Feng nodded slightly, thinking that the little Taoist priest was finally normal, but he never thought that after Bai Xiaoxiao stood up, her eyes were full of tears, and she opened her mouth:

"Brother~~"

"stop!"

Ning Feng took a deep breath and asked seriously: "Xiaobai, why are you in this Yin-Yang Town?"

"Uh~" Bai Xiaoxiao protested in a low voice: "Brother, my name is Bai Xiaoxiao."

Ning Feng waved his hand impatiently: "I know, Xiaobai, how can you, a disciple of Qingmaoshan, run to Yinyang Town?"

Qingmao Mountain is different from other sects because it has an ancient and historically sected place, and there is also a unique technique called "Tongyouzhi" that can penetrate the underworld.

Therefore, Qingmaoshan disciples rely on Tongyouzhi and Netherworld to be fully self-sufficient and rarely deal with outsiders. Ning Feng did not think of Qingmaoshan at the first time when he saw Tongyouqiu Demon, and it was also because of this.

As a disciple of Qingmaoshan, Bai Xiaoxiao was strange to run to Yinyang Town at this moment.

Not knowing what he thought of, Bai Xiaoxiao's face changed. She was originally extremely aggrieved and disappeared. She replaced it with a strong look of worry and said in a trembling voice: "I'm here to find my sister."

"When I passed by the Two Realms Mountain with my sister a few days ago, the ghost gate suddenly opened and swallowed it up, and a large group of people were there, and my sister was inside."

"She was ahead and was swallowed up; I was two steps behind and could not keep up."

"It's been several days, I wonder how she is?"

When Ning Feng heard this, he raised his eyebrows and immediately understood what was going on.

Bai Xiaoxiao's sister was clearly a passerby who was accidentally injured when Mr. Ye asked the headless ghost king to open Yinyang Town and trap Chen Xiwei and others.

"noob."
Chapter completed!