In just a few hours, the outside was so messy that it was impossible to see.

There are accidents everywhere, ambulances, police cars, fire trucks, and fire trucks have started running all over the city since the early morning. The sirens are constantly sounding, but the sound is easy to make people panic. The already impetuous atmosphere is becoming increasingly uncontrollable, and it rolls like boiling water.

The place where I was very busy, and everyone had eight legs. I didn’t even have time to pause from the south to the north, from the west to the east.

In this case, the flow of people must be controlled, otherwise the more flow it becomes, the more difficult it is to regulate, and it will naturally become more messy.

So Longhuai Ferry all over the world of the world raised the ban and circled around the city, sealing all the entrances and exits between provinces and cities.

Except for ordinary people, the little monsters with relatively low Taoism are not optimistic about the situation. They are all covered with black air and go around. No matter how gentle the temperament is, they become extremely fierce at this time.

But this kind of low-level monster has the largest number, and at the same time, it can't be controlled for a while.

Qinglong Mountain, Puhui Temple, Taowu Dang, etc. could not stand it, and they all came out to collect the monsters.

Longhuai Hotels in various places are filled with monsters and monsters who have been temporarily thrown in. After clearing a city, they will close the gates and lock the circles of monsters in them without saying a word.

But even so, it still cannot stop the impact of black energy on the human world.

After all, those black auras used to come from people. All the dark side, all the resentment, hate, jealousy and evil came from this vast world. It was just that the cycle of reincarnation failed to dissipate in time, and it accumulated into a disaster that followed.

Although I have been forcibly suppressed for so many years, these black auras have returned to the world, but they still maintain the essential connection. The speed of attaching to people and melting into their souls is much faster than everyone imagines!

At the end of the day, there was a mess almost everywhere.

By nightfall, the black air will become even stronger at the junction of yin and yang -

There were fires everywhere outside accompanied by sirens and crying, and blood was stained on the ground, and the things scattered on the ground were trampled into dust;

In the rivers, lakes and seas, the influenced monsters were constantly stirring up, fighting in a ball, and the waves they caused were higher and higher, and they could not stop them from rushing straight to the shore, flooding large areas of towns;

The underground was also not peaceful, with huge shocks constantly, rumbling and shaking countless places...

Disasters come one after another, and there is no way to avoid it.

When the lights were supposed to be on, the cities were dim, the power system was semi-paralyzed, and there were not many intact street lights left on the streets and alleys. The vibrated ground made people dare not even return indoors, but the outside was also unsafe.

In addition, darkness itself will increase people's fear and anxiety and amplify negative emotions.

For a time, as night came, the situation that was already difficult to control became even worse.

After Qi Chen and the others discussed everything, they all took their place and prepared the talisman paper and cinnabar, just waiting for the hour-

To the east, in front of the Buddha statue in the main hall of Wanling Temple, Huijia sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and a golden Buddha seal floated faintly around his body. His monk's robe was pale in color and his skin was extremely white, which made the mole between his eyebrows look red as blood.

In front of him was a short table, four thin pieces of talisman paper and a bowl of cinnabar were placed side by side on the old wooden countertop.

To the south, above a group of rugged rocks in the sea, Dong Mingbo stood on the tip of the rock with his hands behind his back. Behind him were Hong Ming, Hu Yi and other high-level officials of Guanghe.

The huge waves that had never stopped rushed over again and again, but they could never hit them.

On the north, on the top of Yundu Mountain, Taoist Li and his junior brother Chen He, with a group of disciples, flew down from the highest peak, like a banished immortal, stood on the Luoyuntai, rolled on the silver-edged Taoist robe and flew continuously in the wind.

Chen He swung the whisk and turned into a long sword. He was behind his back. He looked up at the sky, and then nodded at Taoist Li.

And Qushan to the west...

At the foot of the mountain is a chaotic world, and on the mountain is an ancient building that has been silent for too many years.

On the edge of the cliff in front of the building, Qi Chen and Longya stood side by side.

One held his arm and the sword light flowed around his body; the other held a pen loosely in his hand, and the flames appeared and disappeared in the tip of the pen.

"Time is coming." Qi Chen glanced at the sky.

Longya nodded and rushed to the bottom of the mountain to raise his chin: "Cleaning up early and calming down early, and you can have a peaceful life of hundreds of years!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the thick black air at the foot of the mountain suddenly tumbling even harder. The strong wind suddenly rose, sweeping away a trace of the thick clouds that covered the sky and the sun. A red star in the sky revealed, as if it was covered with a layer of fluorescent flame.

Mid-hour has arrived, the wind and clouds are surging, and the Star of Flemish appears.

Southeast, northwest, and all directions move at the same time.

Huijia's eyebrows moved, opened his eyes and looked out of the hall, then raised his left hand, and exerted force on his wrist. The muscles and bones on the back of his thin hand were protruding, and blood beads that were as red as the mole between his eyebrows surged out from the tip of his middle finger, drop by drop, and fell into the small bowl containing cinnabar.

The Buddha seals around him gradually became clear with the dripping blood in his heart, and the golden Buddha light along the dripping blood beads also melted into the bowl of cinnabar.

His lips moved lightly and he recited the scriptures silently. The blood beads and Buddha light flowed faster and faster as his lips opened and closed, and the mole between his eyebrows became redder.

After the bowl of cinnabar was soaked in blood, Huijia lowered her eyes, gently picked up the small bowl with her thin fingers, stirred it with her right index finger, and then she used her finger to put the first painting on the thin talisman paper.

The moment the fingertips touched the talisman paper, a huge golden Buddha seal floated out of his heart, and fell on the thin piece of paper along his fast-slashing fingers.

Next is the second Buddha Seal and the third Buddha Seal...

More and more golden Buddha seals emerged from his heart one after another, and were printed on the talisman paper one after another, faster and faster, and finally almost formed a golden palm.

That is the Buddha seal that carries the merits of Huijia for hundreds of years.

In this dilapidated temple, in front of the mottled Buddha statue, in this dim environment with only two candlelights, it poured out without hesitation.

On the coast of the South China Sea, the four talisman papers in Director Dong’s hand had floated side by side in front of him.

He has always been arbitrary and honest.

The same goes for drawing the talisman at this time. He used Hu Yi's hand behind him to scratch a deep mouth on his fingertips, and the dripping blood dripped from his hanging fingertips into a string and fell into the cinnabar held in his other hand.

He was in charge of Guanghe Qiannian and suppressed his powerful weapons. It was not because of his martial arts, Hong Ming and others, but because of his strong merits.

This just neutralizes the fierce blood and energy of those fierce weapons.

At this time, those merits also poured out from his body, like his people, with a warm light and cinnabar mixed into one.

He pulled a wolf hair that he liked was inconspicuous, dipped it in a stroke of blood cinnabar, and landed on the first talisman paper...

On the top of Yundu Mountain, which has not been covered with snow all year round, Master Li and Shen He flew up at the same time. One slapped out the talisman paper and threw out the cinnabar. The other slashed the sword with a sword instead of pen. The tip of the sword passed by in the sky, and took the cinnabar with blood without falling to the ground. With a seal of merit, he drew on the talisman paper.

The rune is extremely complicated, but it cannot be broken. There must be no mistakes when it is repeated and when it is redirected. It must be completed in one go.

The thing about drawing talismans is very skillful to the people under Yundushan.

What's more, Master Li and Shen He are the best among Yundu Mountain and others, and are even more proficient in this art.

The two of them were like two clouds, working very well. The golden merit seal wrapped them around them, almost shaking their eyes...

On the top of Qu Mountain, before Qi Chen could lift the pen, he was hit by Longya's hilt on his wrist, which made his fingers loose, and the pen fell into Longya's hand.

"I said it, I'll do it this time--" Long Ya snorted coldly. While snatching the pen, she did not forget to glar at Qi Chen, then raised her hand to throw out a piece of talisman paper. Her whole person turned into a golden sword light, wrapped with the pen with blood-stained cinnabar, and fell on the talisman paper with bright flames.

Qi Chen couldn't do anything to him, so he had to raise his hand to hold the pen wrapped in the light of a dragon tooth and write on the talisman paper.

Both of them are integrated into each stroke.

Qi Chen couldn't even tell which painting was dominated by him, and which painting was dominated by the dragon teeth sword light...

But the tip of the pen is not messy at all, every stroke, flowing clouds and water, dragons and phoenixes dancing, without any hesitation.

The complex runes have long been engraved in their minds, so it is natural that they will not take any effort to draw them at this time.

After a while, all sides stopped writing at the same time and slapped the first piece of talisman paper with one palm!

The talisman paper flowing with blood-red light and carrying thousands of merits fell to the ground at the same time.

I heard a bulge on all sides, like a giant dragon rolling underground, the wind and clouds surging in the sky, and lightning suddenly appeared.

In front of Wanling Temple, it has been silent for many years. The ancient bell, which had fallen into a thick layer of gray, suddenly trembled in the wind, with a faint buzzing sound. The sound seemed to have some power, and it dissipated in circles. After trembling for a long time, at the moment when the first thunder struck, the ancient bell suddenly rang out "in the face", deep and heavy, as if it was carrying thousands of creatures on its body.

The ancient bells follow its inherent frequency and ring slowly, one by one, shocking people's hearts.

The sound spread from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, spreading throughout the city of Jiang, and spreading farther and farther.

The waves in the South China Sea stirred up and rolled in the moment the bell rang out.

The water dragon almost rushed into the clouds.

Amid the rolling thunder, the leader of Yundu Mountain swung his sword, and his rare serious face seemed extremely cold and solemn. He looked into the abyss of the cliff, waved to the disciples behind him, and said, "Open the mountain gate!"

For thousands of years, Yundu Mountain has been closed all year round, and the mountain gate will not be opened unless it is a major matter.

With Master Li shouting, the heavy disciple quickly formed a formation on Luoyuntai, and the eldest elder of the leader lived in the Bagua Formation with his eyes and raised his palm and slapped it.

I heard a loud rock roar among the towering Yundu Mountains.

The mountain gate that had not been opened for a century slowly opened again, and a towering lintel appeared and disappeared among the clouds and white snow, like a fairy tale.

"Did you hear it?" Qi Chen looked from south to north and said to Longya without looking back.

After the first talisman was completed, Longya fell to Qi Chen in a sword light, and also swept the sky, saying, "I heard it, I started to move really well - you, the wind and cloud, still silent."

Qi Chen looked back at the ancient building behind him and said, "It's not time yet."

The moment the first talisman in all directions fell, the world that had been chaotic for a whole day suddenly became quiet.

All those who have been manipulated by the dark side of hatred, hatred, jealousy and evil for a day only feel a buzzing sound in their minds, as if someone raised his hand and gave them a stick, which caught them off guard. At that moment, there was only a blank in their minds, and nothing was knocked away, and they couldn't even feel the pain.

But this strange silence lasted only for a few seconds. Then, a heart-wrenching pain grew out of the cracks of the bones, penetrated straight into their brains and into the depths of their hearts.

It was as if someone was pulling their hands and tearing them into two halves.

It hurts so much.

They couldn't help but fall to the ground and curl up, pressing the sun, squeezing their hearts, trying to catch the unbearable pain, pull them apart and throw them out.

But that kind of pain is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, and it cannot be scratched clean.
To be continued...