The clouds are surrounded by light wings, and nine rays of wood charming yin energy soar into the sky.

Chen Yu's mourning sound was not weak at all.

The emperor's filial piety is wrapped around his forehead, and his lavender is covered with straw sandals. When his father dies, the mourning stick is made by bamboo joints. When his mother dies, the mourning stick is made by Paulownia wood.

God is dead, and this wood has become a six-path wood.

When the six trees with dead branches and thin stems were held in their hands, the wind was roaring around them, and thousands of old ghosts who had been dead for many years were crying. The charming aura of the surrounding wood was frightened, and the air condensed. There was no other sound except the crying.

The harsh crying made people feel like they fell into an endless vortex, and their consciousness was infected by the crying sound, and a irritability arose in the hearts of the three true masters of Maoshan.

Yun Qinghong, who was standing in front, frowned: "The Demon-Secretary, isn't it noisy to be so loud?!"

"How is it? Your Nine Ghosts are here, and your voice is as powerful as mine?" Chen Yu spoke lightly.

"Haha, where is the Lei Yin?"

The voice of Yun Qinghong rushed into the sky.

"As soon as I come, the banana tree gathers the yin owl."

"Erlin heavy dates to refine corpse glue."

"Three-line blood locust accompany human bones."

"The four ghosts are terrified into Taoyao!"

"Five lines of Huizhu listen to mountain songs."

"Six times the evil willows hanging on the moon's top!"

"Seven Ghosts...Seven Ghosts Sea of ​​Mirage Golden Lingzi..."

"Eight ghosts clapped their hands...Jiu Sanghao!"

Yun Qinghong sat on the ground and sprouted, countless whiskers pierced out of his skin, a thunder appeared in the sky, and the Taoist nun on the ground turned into a huge wooden charm.

The nine branches behind the wood charm are lined up like battle flags, and each one is wrapped in thunder silk.

Mu Mei's body was covered in glue, like heavy dates, with dry skin and white hair, roaring towards the sky.

Boom

Another thunder hit the body, and on the nine branches wrapped in thunder silk behind it, the golden bell emitted a purple-gold light, spinning like a golden bell ringing.

Taiyi Nine Refinings, Nine Ghosts Coming!

A hundred miles away, Qin Kun sat on a tree, chewing on unknown wild fruits, and his sky eyes were staring in this direction.

"Senior Maoshan... Although the spiritual power of the Nine Ghosts has not been fully exerted, their willpower is terrifying enough... This is not a Taoist nun..."

In Qin Kun's eyes, Yun Qinghong's appearance is even more evil than an evil demon.

The sky was filled with thunder and lightning flashed through, and Xu Facheng and Lei Haize had inexplicable excitement.

The Maoshan Tianshi masters of all generations, the seven ghosts can only be present in the highest level of Taiyi Nine Refining, because the negative emotions of the nine ghosts are like the cold pool of the abyss, and they cannot withstand the destructive power brought by depression, despair, suffocation, and irritability. Those negative emotions are not controlled by themselves at all, and no matter how strong the willpower is, they cannot guarantee that they are awake.

Moreover, the more powerful the ghost messenger under his command, the higher the test of will. If you are not careful, you will fall into the devil's way.

Yun Qinghong actually took a different approach and used the wood charm to show them a possibility!

What is Mu Mei? A mountain spirit who was unconscious during his lifetime!

Although the mind was inspired by accident, Mu Mei's resentment was definitely not as good as that of human-shaped ghosts, and they did not have so much resentment.

"Senior Chen, please give me advice!"

Yun Qinghong's voice was not loud, but it fell into Chen Yu's ears, like the sound of thunder.

The heavy rain fell, wetting the paper money all over the sky, and the surrounding mines spread, making my feet feel a little paralyzed.

Chen Yu smiled, took off the Emperor Tianxiao, hugged the mourning stick, and put his hands in his sleeves.

"This fairy is so capable, Chen admires it."

Chen Yu had to admire the Nine Ghosts when they were in their bodies, and their consciousness was so clear.

He admired the three true masters of Maoshan, but they were confused.

"Chen Yu! Are you going to admit defeat?" Lei Haize asked loudly when he saw Chen Yu stop the attack.

Chen Yu half opened his eyelids: "Fuyushan will not admit defeat."

"I dare not fight, but I still refuse to admit defeat? The great Tang Dynasty demon craftsman is just the verbal skill?"

Chen Yu smiled: "Then I'll fight you?"

"Come on! I'm afraid you won't succeed?"

Yun Qinghong suddenly paused his feet, and bamboo thorns rushed out of the ground, trapping Chen Yu like a thorn. Yun Qinghong growled: "Senior Chen is the strongest person in Fuyu Mountain's family. He is so contemptuous to me? But do you think I am a woman?"

A bamboo thorn hit Chen Yu's throat, but was kicked to pieces by another big foot.

At some point, another demon appeared silently opposite Yun Qinghong. The yin and yang energy on the demon had reached a perfect balance under the stimulation of lightning.

"Because he wants me to fight you."

Everyone looked at the demon, with a beard on his face, a spear hanging behind him, and the Tai Chi wheel behind his head was spinning.

Gongsun Feiji's breath calmed down and turned into a Tai Chi demon.

"Good come!"

Yun Qinghong was persuaded by Lei Haize during this trip. He was originally going to fight with Gongsun Feimao. When he saw the master appearing, he was in a happy mood. A peach wood appeared in his hand, wrapped around Lei Si and hit Gongsun Feimao.

"Three Yang Fires entangled Taoshan Sword, Eight hundred blue sky ghosts will not sleep!"

Maoshanyang Divine Sword!

Three balls of fire with the two shoulders of heavenly spirit, plus thunder silk, there is no such a yang sword in the world.

Using the Yin body to practice Yang power is also a balance of Yin and Yang!

The Tai Chi Demon sneered: "Thunder and Fire Yang Power, it's not that easy to tear my yin energy and destroy my Dharma body!"

"Yanchi's fire refines the Taoist bones, and the Yellow Spring Blood River pours the divine fetus."

"The golden body of a hundred kalpas cannot be destroyed, and the immortal family builds a spiritual platform for three lives!"

Corpse is a mortal!

The moment Yun Qinghong's Yang Shen Sword stabbed into Gongsun Feiqiao's chest, Gongsun Feiqiao's beard was angry and his yin energy was stripped out of his body. The yang energy of the deity was strong, but he did not look severely injured. The yin energy on his body turned into a shadow and appeared on the ground.

The deity is pure yang, and the shadow is pure yin.

Who can't bear the yin and embrace the yang?

Lei Haize, who was standing beside him, suddenly realized something and cursed: "Chen Yu, you actually used me to attract thunder to help Gongsun Feimao?"

Chen Yu smiled with a listless look: "...Flying Old Master Feishui, you are not stupid."

"You... are not good at it!"

Who can think of it if you use the thunder to sort out the breath?

Lei Haize bounced his finger and a copper coin flew over. Chen Yu dodged sideways, looked at the huge eyes in the sky and smiled: "Young people, three fights against two on the other side, won't they come to help?"

Qin Kun was eating fruits and it was impossible to help. Everyone wanted to go back, saying it was a battle, but in fact it was not for the sake of immortality. If you didn’t go over and pick up the bargains, you would be worthy of the morality of the mountain.

"Gongsun Feimao and Maoshan's fight. People here are familiar with each other and there is no gap to pick up. I can only change the target."

Qin Kun dropped the core and jumped down from the tree. His eyes turned around and saw another direction.

The area was still during the day, and a monk walked down the mountain with a scroll on his back.

"It's him."

...

On the top of the mountain at the northern foot of Yingzhou, when Monk Kongwen rolled up the scroll, the Ziyan Pavilion disappeared, the flowers, plants, birds and beasts around him disappeared, and the enemies lurking in the grass also disappeared.

Monk Kongwen had a jade lingering around his waist, fearing that others would not know, so he walked slowly down the mountain.

"Amitabha, why is Mr. Miaoshan still here?"

Monk Kongwen looked curious when he saw Miao Shan on the roadside.

Miao Shan replied to the ceremony: "Report to the ancestor, the monk saw a huge eye flashing away just now, and felt that the ancestor's trip was in danger."

At the top of the mountain, Miaoshan and Kongwen retreated and were deceived by the words of the monk Kongwen. But Miaoshan did not blame Kongwen, he just came to see the fun.

"Oh? I'm in danger?"

Monk Kongwen smiled: "The path ahead is deep, can there be a path-sliding thief?"

Miaoshan kept silent.

Kong Wen said meaningfully: "After I went to the island, I only found that my friend Miaoshan could be my opponent. The rest is not enough. Do you want to take action?"

Miaoshan shook her head.

"Then, I won't worry."

Monk Kongwen exposed the gate of the back heart, and was unprepared to the surprise attack of Miaoshan, and walked into the path in the forest with a swagger.

Suddenly, a rash man rushed out of the grass and hit Kongwen's abdomen with a heavy punch. Kongwen bent over and said, and the wind behind his head was blowing. He followed a slap, and Monk Kongwen fell down in response.

Miao Shan shook her head in the distance: "Master... After all, you should be on guard against me. You will not end up focusing on the road."

Qin Kun pulled down the silhouette jade and said to Miao Shan: "Who is this, so weak?"

“…”

"Forget it, I'll give you a piece of jade for free, and we can't complain about others in our hearts." Qin Kun took out a rope from the elastic space and tied Kong Wen, and hooked his hand towards Miaoshan.

"What are you doing?" Miaoshan asked.

"Come here to carry the person." Qin Kun lit a cigarette, and the sky eyes looked for the next target.

"Why me?" Miaoshan was puzzled.

"Stop talking nonsense, letting you gain energy, and not happy to take you home?" Qin Kun spit out a cigarette and blanched his eyes at Miaoshan.
Chapter completed!