There is a wooden sign hanging high at the entrance of the Taoist temple, with a winding rune written on it.

Zhong Sheng couldn't understand it, but Li Qingfeng explained to him that this talisman meant the protection of the God of Thunder, so everything would be safe and sound.

When configuring the bait, this talisman can ask the God of Thunder to bless you, eliminate danger, and ensure safety.

Considering that Taoism and Lei Bu have already broken up, it is still unknown how effective the runes will be.

But according to Li Qingfeng, the previous few times he prepared baits, there was no danger.

For now, just let it be!

"Taoist safety production protective gear?"

Zhong Sheng shook his head, looked away, and continued to practice.

The surrounding open space is full of ravines made by swords, as well as dents made by his fall.

His body was also covered with dirt and grass leaves, making him look quite embarrassed.

"Before finding the Zhongsheng Ancient Road, I delayed burying it in the ground and waited for the little army of skinned ghosts to arrive and set it on fire."

A clean little victory.

Before the Tang Dynasty pacified the Central Plains, it gradually withdrew its troops. If there was no serious military disaster in the distance, there must be nothing fishy about it.

I was so excited that I took Yin Bing to look at the badly matched Li Taoist Lei Baiyin.

"Whoosh!"

The Yin soldier wanted to ask Wen Wen, but with a heavy hand, it turned out that the ghost was frightened by me and disappeared.

These vortices are like the sky scene of the Cang Palace in the underworld.

Yin Bing's heart moved and he immediately launched his escape.

I called eight times in a row and heard a response, and my heart sank.

Something happened?

With a whoosh, a few breaths ago, I had arrived at the place I saw.

The ghost talks intermittently about what happened to him after he was born.

Zhong Sheng went from clumsiness to proficiency, and his four arms and hands became more and more proficient and tacitly understood

Thick white smoke billowed from the ground to the low altitude, and the pungent smell spread to the wall.

"Let's go back to the city, take a cold shower, change clothes, and then go to the theater to listen to a book."

Fuhuo God appeared at the side, his face was stained with dust and smoke, and his robe was also torn into pieces. Fortunately, his hands and feet were intact.

The ape squeaked strangely, jumped and turned somersaults, and then dodged the seventh long knife.

"Just think of it as a delayed celebration of a small victory."

The ape was quite depressed and sat next to him holding a branch. It was reasonable for the big donkey to tease him.

If Zhong Sheng were still the same as before, holding an ancient sword, he would be evenly matched.

The naked eyes command the physical arms, and the vertical eyes control the spiritual arms. At first they did not interfere with each other, but later they tried to cooperate and complement each other.

Immediately lengthen the distance of sight, and the scenery quickly reaches distant places.

It must be a small-scale natural disaster or disease. This is not... a mass murder.

Such a small group of lonely ghosts had the same spiritual state, they were separated from each other and obviously died at the same time.

Fu Huo Shen also mentioned one after another that the Zhongsheng Ancient Road travels between the Yin and Yang realms, and any villages, towns or cities that block the road will be decisively slaughtered. The Yin soldiers will watch for another seven weeks, and the lonely ghosts will disappear one by one. It can be imagined that,

There will definitely be no fewer ghosts after I come.

When it comes to listening to books, Yin Bing is also interested. Is it because the comments about Zhong Langjun have not been updated recently? The monkey is so excited, it makes no sense!

"Dongru, forget that it belongs to him."

Are contraband so bad?

"Ah!"

"You package it with silk, seal it with oil paper to prevent moisture and water, and place it in a water tank to prevent the source of fire."

The Yin soldiers were lamenting that they had lost their companions before the army was successfully launched, and a response came from their ears.

"Qingfeng Li, you should stop him!"

"Ah, the evil is coming."

Thinking of that, I felt so relieved that I wanted to find the Zhongsheng Ancient Road immediately and kill all the skinned ghosts.

One sword and two swords, guarding everywhere around the body, 360 degrees without blind spots.

As soon as my feet landed, another gust of wind blew up from the ground.

"The ghost... slaughtered the village. If you hide or... open, they are all... dead."

It turns out it was an accident and I committed suicide.

How many people did those skinned demons kill?

The ape is holding a dead branch and is sparring with Zhong Sheng, panting.

The Yin soldiers are fighting a hot battle. No matter how timid I am, I still dare to try again.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding."

However, after much trial and error, I finally figured out the rules.

The ape was being nimble, but he could do it again and again, and finally he evaded or opened up, and he was about to encounter a blow that pierced his body.

The remaining lonely ghosts are still escaping from the whirlpool, and they are even more frightened when they see the Yin soldiers.

Looking up, it seems that you can step into the whirlpool and retreat from the world of heaven to the underworld with just one lift of your foot.

With a clang, the cracked wooden sign fell to the ground and fell at the foot of the stone steps.

"With a bang, the world is noisy, and the inner world is clear!"

No matter how reckless I am in later generations, I have always made pills for myself, and I have tried rubbing explosives with my hands.

All I know is that countless evil spirits rushed in, slaughtering the village in a short period of time and turning it into a dead place.

But...

Fuhuo Shen said, "Just now you were testing Li Daoshi Lei's bait. It's only half a catty, but it's not so powerful!"

"Qingfeng Li, it was too safe just now, let's think of another way."

"Where did they come from?"

Yin Bing raised his eyes and suddenly realized that there was no crying nearby. It was a living person or a ghost.

Yin Hang put away the ancient sword and long sword, closed his physical eyes, returned the broken horn to his forehead, and opened one vertical eye.

Zhong Sheng narrowed the sight range of his vertical eyes to the back of his head to make up for the blind spots of the naked eye.

The Yin soldiers used their spirit arms to pinch a ghost and torture it.

"Oh oh oh!"

In the vertical eye state, what you see are only physical objects in the Yang world, without all kinds of Yin energy, weirdness, etc., which are normally invisible to the naked eye.

"Bad!"

Fuhuo Shen slapped his palms and said, "Small things can be accomplished."

The Yin soldier flipped his wrist and slapped the ape to the ground with his sword.

Yin Hang comforted it, "It's because he didn't take advantage of the weapon. If he replaced it with an iron one, the result would be the same."

A gust of wind blew from behind, and the ape's fur exploded all over his body. He turned somersaults and retreated forward, making way for a blow from behind with the long knife with a broken horn.

"Zhong Langjun, we succeeded."

You must look down to the ground, and you can even see vortices that stop rotating deep in the earth's crust.

A moment ago, the Yin soldiers returned to the Taoist temple. As soon as they stopped, they heard an explosion.

Those are ordinary people who act like ordinary people. When faced with the attack of evil spirits, they can carefully examine the characteristics of each other.

Hundreds of lonely ghosts, walking in confusion, were suddenly attracted by the underground vortex. Despite repeated struggles, they were still sucked into it. The ghosts knew that they were dead, but they still wanted to stay in the world, and their crying stopped.

Two swords and one sword, killing at the same time in one breath, there is actually a difference between the back and the front.

Yin Bing kicked open the small door and whispered, "Qingfeng Li, are you still alive?"

The backyard in front was filled with smoke, and rubble and bricks fell to the ground. It looked like the whereabouts of the God of Fire.

His body was tumbling in the air, a cold light suddenly appeared behind his face, and the ancient sword struck again.

"Could it be that this is the fault of the ancient path of Zhongsheng and the skinned ghost?"

The Yin soldier opened his eyes and took a closer look, whether it was bad or bad, whether it was a human or a ghost!

After arresting a few, I questioned them one by one after their souls were gone, and the results were all very different.

"Yin Hang's spring thunder is so powerful that it will definitely sweep away a group of ghosts, just like destroying dry matter."

The air waves hit, making the doors and windows tremble, and the low-hanging wooden signs with runes cracked.

It grabbed the Yin soldier's hand, squeaked and screamed, and asked for a broken sword no matter what.
Chapter completed!