Chapter 144 The Dragon Raising Formation of All Spirits is launched

Author: Liufeng Xiao

Chapter 144 The Dragon Raising Formation of All Spirits is launched

This is Daliang, the territory of the God of Martial Arts.

After saying this, Yan Long took out a paper man without saying a word and threw it out. The paper man emitted a white light, and then turned into Ming Buyan's appearance. He was watching the white-haired ghost messengers playfully.

The master of the Ghost Reward...

He swept it with his divine thoughts, and that's it.

The strongest white-haired ghost messenger was not even Tong Xuan. It was really hard to raise his interest, but these people dared to rage in Daliang and created so many sneaky harm to the people of Daliang. As the God of Martial Arts, he had to take action.

"It's the God of Martial Arts!"

"The clone technique of the martial god?!"

"Walk!"

The white-haired ghost face changed slightly. Judging from some rumors, a clone of the martial god also possesses Tongxuan's strength, which is not something he can resist.

Without saying a word, he took the people and wanted to leave.

But Ming Buyan's ghostly figure had already blocked them.

"Martial God, we are people from the Ghost Refining Sect. You, Daliang Ghost Sect's Ghost Refining Sect's martial arts, and you also cover up the traitors from the Ghost Refining Sect. You are wrong first, are you going to kill us now?"

The white-haired ghost messenger said quickly.

I want to use reason to convince Mingbu.

But Ming Buyan smiled, "You are right. I did a little unauthorized in this matter, but in the martial arts world, whoever has a big fist makes sense. Hasn't it been like this since ancient times?"

“Ah…”

The white hair is speechless and speechless for a moment.

Then, he knew that he could not leave easily today, so he was ready to take action first. The true energy in his body circulated, and his body turned into a black shadow, and his body was even wrapped in waves of black true energy, colliding towards Ming Buyan like a vortex.

This is the martial arts of the Ghost Refining Sect and the Yin Feng Art!

Ming Buyan stood there without moving, pinching the mysterious magic tricks with his hands. In an instant, a series of techniques condensed in the void and turned into five hideous evil ghosts.

It is the seven Yin Fu technique that the five ghosts summoned.

The five ghosts rushed out and easily tore the black true energy around the white-haired ghost messenger and swallowed it. After a while, the ghost messenger was torn apart by the five ghosts in a scream and died on the spot. The rest were also killed by the five ghosts one by one.

Only the last person is left.

The other party stood there, trembling and pale as paper.

"Go back and tell you the leader of the Ghost Refining Sect, don't send anyone to Daliang anymore. Otherwise, I will not only kill one person, but also go to your Ghost Refining Sect, Tianhai Qilin Pavilion, and Wanpoison Cave in person. You should know the consequences of your Ghost Refining Sect, Tianhai Qilin Pavilion, and Wanpoison Cave."

Ming Buyan said lightly.

"I will tell you the words of the God of War."

After saying that, the last person quickly ran away and did not dare to stay for a second.

Ming Buyan glanced at Yan Long and said lightly: "I have protected you. I hope you don't let my efforts be in vain. Let's work well in the Ghost Control Department."

Yan Long nodded quickly, "Yes."

Now, he is completely bound to the Ghost Sect.

If he dares to betray and leave Daliang, he will definitely not be able to pass Mingbuyan's level of pursuit and killing.

After solving the problem of the white-haired ghost.

Ming Buyan's clone turned into a piece of white paper and fell to the ground.

Yan Long and others picked up the white paper, but they couldn't tell anything about it even when they looked horizontally and vertically.

"A piece of white paper can also transform into a murderous person, which is really amazing."

"The God of Martial Arts is not only like a god in martial arts, but also has such achievements that ordinary people cannot achieve in terms of magic."

Inside the Wutong Abyss.

Ming Buyan sat cross-legged under the tree, and he felt the things he did with the paper man clone, "It depends on whether you know the appearance or not."

Soon after.

Two people came to visit Wutongyuan. Both of them were gray-haired, especially an old man wearing a golden robe, whose breath was even more depressed.

It looks like a candle in the wind, and it may be extinguished at any time.

These two people are no one else, they are Ming Zhengyuan and old man Ying.

Since the last time Zhenbei King passed away, these two people have been back once, and most of the time they have been traveling outside.

Ming Buyan glanced at Ming Zhengyuan and sighed slightly in his heart.

The other party has no time left.

It only takes two or three years at most.

To be honest, it is not easy for the other party to persevere until now.

"In recent years, I and Mr. Ying have traveled all over the country, seen the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, and have also gone deep into the bottom to understand the sufferings of the people."

"These are the ten strategies for governing the country that I spent several years compiling. It is the gift I brought back to Xuan'er this time."

Ming Zhengyuan took out a booklet.

Ming Buyan took it and glanced, his eyes lit up.

Daliang has expanded rapidly over the years, but it has accumulated many disadvantages. Ming Zhengyuan's ten strategies for governing the country have almost all targeted Daliang's disadvantages. It has to be said that the other party has not traveled in vain in recent years.

"I think Xuan'er will be very happy."

Ming Buyan said with a smile.

"Well, in addition, I have already walked enough over the years, and I know that I have not had a few years to live. For the rest of my time, I want to find a place in the royal capital and take my grandparents and grandchildren to take me."

Ming Zhengyuan smiled.

"Wutongyuan is very big, so you can stay here."

Hearing this, Ming Zhengyuan's eyes lit up, "Okay."

When people reach old age, they always miss the joy of family.

Even Ming Zhengyuan is no exception.

Over the years, he asked himself that he had done his best for Daliang and had traveled all over the rivers and mountains of Daliang. He had no regrets in his heart. His only thought was that he could reunite with Ming Buyan and other descendants and live a peaceful life.

But he was afraid that he would not be happy to speak out.

After all, his early attitude towards the other party can be described as a bastard.

Fortunately, Ming Buyan did not reject him.

In fact, as time goes by, Ming Buyan no longer cared about what happened back then.

After all, his life is still long.

Always remembering the unpleasant things back then was of no use to his practice.

Soon after.

Mingxuan also came to Wutongyuan to pay homage to the grandfather Ming Zhengyuan, and also brought Ming Changkong, Ming Changfeng and the others.

These two children are thirteen years old this year.

He also officially started practicing martial arts.

Their qualifications are all very good. Mingbuyan is very concerned about their cultivation and is also very concerned about all kinds of resources to seek.

Only thirteen years old, the two are innate warriors.

It's much better than Ming Buyan's start back then.

After all, the world is no longer comparable to that of the past. The dragon veins are revived and the spiritual energy is abundant, making it easier to practice than in the past.

"By the way, Dad, what you asked me to prepare back then has been almost ready. I wonder when you will use it?"

Mingxuan suddenly spoke.

What he said was the material for the arrangement of the dragon breeding array of all spirits.

Ming Buyan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said, "Is that so? Then I will choose a good day and set up this dragon-raising array of all spirits."

All spirits raise dragons is a peerless formation that can absorb the power of the surrounding spiritual veins and strengthen the dragon veins. Its help to the beam is no less than the revival of the dragon veins.

He also cared about this formation.

Ten days later.

On February 2nd, the dragon raised its head.

Ming Buyan took out a few paper clones and threw them out. He smiled faintly at the clones: "The Dragon Raising Formation of All Spirits, please."
To be continued...