Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 682: Zongmen join forces
Ling Gui's black hair stopped me, it pierced through my body like a stream of water, and stood in front of me.
Before I could speak, it had already walked towards the faceless ghost.
Black hair fluttering, it took every step very resolutely.
"Come back!" I stretched out my hand to stop it, I didn't want it to suffer this pain from the bottom of my heart, it has suffered enough pain.
His fingers touched the long, cold, black hair, but he couldn't grasp it no matter what.
Looking up, I watched the ghost collide with the first faceless ghost.
As if boiling oil had been poured into boiling water, a shrill howl resounded in the main hall of Sanyin Sect!
The black hair spread unstoppably around like a tidal wave, and it was like a thousand-year-old vine strangling fiercely into the shrine on the stone wall.
The chains of Yin and evil spirits are wrapped around Ming Gui's body. Its thin shoulders are trembling slightly. I want to share the pain with it, but before I get close, a strand of black hair is about to fall. I gently push away.
The black hair who almost destroyed the main hall of Sanyin Sect treats me with an indescribable dependence and tenderness.
Ten seconds later, Ming Gui's body stopped shaking. It turned around and looked up at me.
Its eyes are very innocent, reminding me of the first time I saw it in the Henshan Mental Hospital.
At that time, it was hiding in the deepest part of its black eyes, lonely, painful, panicked, without any sense of security, very much like me when I first started live broadcasting.
Maybe it was because of that sympathy that I chose to keep it and gave it my trust for the first time. Prudent people are usually suspicious, but I unconditionally choose to believe in ghosts, and I don’t know when it started, maybe when it died for my life, or when it was in the mirror in Century Happy Garden When guiding me in the maze, it may even be
When I first met it.
The same look in the eyes has never changed.
Endless karma and resentment burned the body of the ghost. It looked up at me, unaware that its face was constantly changing.
Faces that don't belong to it appear on its face, whether terrified, painful, or hideous, but no matter what these faces do, no matter how they resist, they will soon be suppressed by the ghost.
It and I look at each other, one person and one ghost, and we are in the same desperate situation, apart from each other, there is nothing to rely on.
Soon, there was no other expression on Minggui's face. It tilted its head towards me, as if it had become a little smarter, and worked hard to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying.
After merging with the three-eyed ghost baby, devouring the luck of the three Yin sects, and resisting countless ghosts' property obstacles, Ming Gui's spiritual wisdom has been greatly improved.
It used to be like a machine that only knew how to obey, but now it finally has a touch of emotion, no longer simply relying on and obeying, it understands how to express its own ideas.
After the first faceless ghost was completely refined by Minggui, a complicated grimace pattern appeared on its thin body, which was engraved on its pale skin like a brand.
I can feel that from the moment the ghost face was branded, the aura emanating from the ghost has become more powerful and evil.
It restrained its smile, turned around, and walked out of the hall.
The remaining nine faceless ghosts were standing at the entrance of the main hall, but Ming Gui regarded them as nothing and kept moving.
Every few steps away, there will be a faceless ghost merged with the fate ghost, the fire of karma is burning, and the evil spirit soaring into the sky is like a blade trying to split the blue sky above the head.
The hall was filled with the screams and howls of lonely souls and wild ghosts, and the ghosts seemed to be stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
One by one grimace patterns were branded on its body, and all the pain couldn't stop its footsteps.
When the last faceless ghost was completely swallowed, new changes appeared in the grimace imprint on Minggui's body. They were intertwined with each other, and finally evolved into a picture scroll similar to a totem.
Looking carefully, the painting seems to be washed away by the waves of the underworld; if you listen carefully, it seems that there are thousands of ghosts roaring and roaring, just like returning to the ancient battlefield.
When the last stroke of the picture scroll was completed, Ming Gui became the center of the entire ten-direction ghost refining formation, and the yin energy from the earth veins poured into its body continuously, and its black hair spread endlessly, like giant pythons. .
Walking out of the main hall, there was no life in the place where the ghost passed by. It stared coldly at the north of Sanyin Sect, its black hair fluttered, and the order flag in the third shrine fell into its hands.
Without casting any spells or chanting any incantations, it simply waved the flag, and groups of Yin soldiers began to appear in the churning Yin Qi!
"The Yin soldiers borrow the way!" Standing in the hall, I was stunned. This move was also used by the Snake Lord when he besieged and killed me.
"At the beginning, Lord Snake cast spells and chanted spells, and it took so long to call out a group of Yin soldiers. Now the ghosts just wave the command flag, and countless ghosts can be seen in the fog. Yama's coming to the world is really extraordinary. !”
The monks of the sect also saw all the changes in the Sanyin sect. Except for Leng Qingxuan's master and the man in a suit, the expressions of the rest of the celestial masters became ugly.
Especially Xu Yinglong, he was shaking with anger as he clutched his Taoist robe.
After the ghost swallowed the ten faceless ghosts, there were some changes in the ten-square talisman.
The talisman is like another small world, and the ghost is the master of it, commanding the ten directions.
"I didn't expect that the life ghost that even people were afraid of at the beginning would grow to this extent now."
The Yin soldiers make excuses, and the living avoid it. This is the iron law. At this time, the ghosts are ordered to serve the Yin soldiers and go straight to the north.
The purpose of the ghost is very clear. Ye Qingqiu's dharma altar was built in the north, blocking the source of living water. As long as the northern dharma altar is broken, the situation will be opened.
Yin soldiers can't leave the ten-direction ghost refining formation, but under the urging of the ghosts, the area covered by the ten-direction ghost refining formation is getting bigger and bigger, and the billowing yin energy expands outward, arrogant and domineering!
Ye Qingqiu's Great Formation of Destruction in Ten Directions took advantage of Jiangcheng's feng shui bureau, and when it was strong, it became stronger. It constantly mobilized Jiangcheng's yang energy to fight against it.
"It's not good." Leng Qingxuan's master held a talisman in his hand, and he was the only one among the few who had been paying attention to Jiangcheng: "The sky was clear just now, but suddenly there are so many dark clouds, I'm afraid there will be something ominous Appeared. The feng shui of a city has changed, and for the creatures in the city..."
"Stop worrying about others, Yin Bing said, you should pay more attention to yourself, don't accidentally get your soul taken away." Xu Yinglong didn't return his head, and directly interrupted the Taoist surnamed Mei. "Jiangcheng's great disaster is Gao Jian. If this evil is not eliminated, Jiangcheng will never find peace." Ye Qingqiu was the one who arranged the formation with the help of Jiangcheng Fengshui Bureau, but at this time he put the responsibility on me, and the eyebrows spoke again. There is no trace of heroism, only gloom: "Gao Jian is the root of everything, get rid of him,
All disasters will be eliminated. "
He still doesn't know the horror of the Jiangcheng Fengshui Bureau, so he is self-righteous and speaks self-deceiving words to excuse himself.
On the altar, not only did Ye Qingqiu not stop, but he took out several talismans from his bosom and filled them into the formation, allowing him to draw Yang Qi faster and faster.
"The matter has come to this, there is no other way, Gao Jian is the chief culprit, he should be punished!" Xu Yinglong, Daoist of the Jinshan School, took a step forward. Bing, with a fierce light in his eyes, beckoned to the younger disciples outside the mountain.
Soon, a Taoist boy who was only eleven or twelve years old wearing a gold silk Taoist robe trotted over with an ancient sword in both hands.
"Xu Yinglong, what did you bring the Three Emperors Sword enshrined by the Jinshan School?" An old voice came from Beishan, the copper bell shook, and the old man in sackcloth and Old Chen walked down the hill one after the other.
"The Three Sovereigns are the supreme human beings. Although my Jinshan Sect does not have the background of the five great sects, I still understand the righteousness of humanity. Today, the demons are rampant. If you don't take action, then let me kill the demons!" In his voice With a bit of killing spirit, he stood with swords in both hands.
The swords of the Taoist priests of the Jinshan School are not ostentatious. Their school is very different from other hermit sects. The technique of killing and cutting, the character is as fierce as fire.
Of course, this happened many years ago. The days of peace have passed for a long time, and the inheritance will change. Those precious qualities can no longer be found in the Jinshan sect monks.
Holding a sword in his hand, Xu Yinglong had a serious expression on his face. He stepped on the sky, like a fierce tiger descending a mountain.
"With my essence, the essence of all things in the world can be combined into one water. With my god, the spirit of all things in the world can be combined into one fire. With my soul, it can be combined into one fire. Gold is a thing, and it can be combined with different golds and melted into one gold!"
The scabbard fell off, and with a three-foot cold front in hand, Xu Yinglong raised his sword and rushed towards the ghost refining formation in all directions.
"In a place of emptiness and tranquility, essence transforms itself into qi, qi transforms itself into spirit, with the divine sword in hand, fate is made by me!"
Standing in the Sanyin Sect Taoist Temple, I also saw this scene outside. I have to say that Xu Yinglong still has some strength to be able to become the Daoist of the Jinshan School.
The main direction of the expansion of the ten-direction ghost refining formation is the north. At this time, Xu Yinglong's horizontal sword is guarding in front of the altar, and any yin soldiers who cross the border will be killed by him immediately.
The expansion of the formation slowed down, and the other celestial masters couldn't sit idly by seeing how desperate Xu Yinglong was, and began to show their magical powers.
"Fellow Daoist Yinglong, I'll help you!" Qingcheng sent a Taoist priest to take a step forward, and formed horns with Xu Yinglong to deal with the Yin soldiers. Although Leng Qingxuan's master didn't want to intervene, he didn't want to do it too obviously at this time. He sighed and played a soul-protecting talisman at Xu Yinglong and Qingcheng Taoist each: "Too high on the stage star, always adapting , exorcising evil spirits, protecting life and body. Wisdom is clear, peace of mind, three souls
Eternal, no loss of soul! "The old man hasn't seen such an interesting thing for a long time. Let's join forces and suppress this person together!" "The old man in sackcloth let out a long laugh, and took off the golden bell from his waist, ready to strike.