Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Li Suzhen stepped on a black air and flew on the wall. He turned back and rushed to Yang Shaoyang.

Flying stiff!

And can walk like a fly during the day, repairing is not low.

Ye Shaoyang jumped from the window, and then said nothing, untied the soul of the soul, rushed over with an arrow, leaped flat, climbed the wall, quickly climbed up, and stalked the soul to fly.

Flying stiff double wrists turned over, the fingertips spurted out a black gas, and it was hard to bounce off the souls, and the leaves of Shaoyang screamed and the skin of the corners of the mouth wrinkled.

I thought that the owner of this face was still alive before, but now the face is growing on the face of a monster, and Ye Shaoyang’s heart is also a complex feeling that cannot be said.

"Wang Mansi?"

The flying eyes flashed, and I ignored it. I turned and flew away.

Want to go?

Ye Shaoyang took out the wind and thunder fire flag from his backpack and threw it out.

One read the gods, the thunder and the sky, the hurricane set off, the fire and rain, and the urgency as the law!

As the mantra finished, the Tianfeng Thunderfire flag suddenly rose ten times in size and flew against the wind. It was like a thundering flame, directly covering the flying zombie, inspired by the spirit, wrapped in flying stiff and falling on the ground.

Flying stiff still wants to struggle, Ye Shaoyang stepped over in the past, has already caught the ink in his hand, stepped on the corner of the flag, took the flag in one hand, and pulled out the red line in one hand. He wraps around and slaps seven laps in one breath. The flag is tight.

Flying stiff under the Tianfeng Thunderfire flag, still struggling, but unable to escape the shackles of the flag.

Ye Shaoyang took a breath, took out three charms, put them together, painted them with a cinnabar pen, and painted them into a symbol of the corpse, which was posted on the Tianfeng Thunderfire flag. At this time, Xie Yuqing and Zhang Xiaorui They all rushed over.

"Is this Wang Mansi?" Xie Yuqing asked excitedly.

"Let's go find a bottle of sesame oil. If you don't have it, you can use vegetable oil."

Xie Yuqing and Zhang Xiaorui did not dare to ask, and ran back. After a while, they took a bottle of oil.

Ye Shaoyang took over and pulled out a line of black fish skin from the bag and stuffed it into the bottle to soak it.

Blackfish is one of the four murderers of freshwater. It has a natural suppression of the corpse. Originally, Ye Shaoyang did not bring this thing with him. Recently, because he had to deal with zombies, he specially prepared Lao Guo to prepare some related legal instruments. It’s working.

When the fish skin line is fully soaked in sesame oil, Ye Shaoyang raises it up. It just has to be done. It smells a bit sour. When you smell it carefully, the sour taste comes out of the oil bottle. It’s speechless, looking at the two beautiful women, saying "Two bosses, is this sesame oil? This is white vinegar!"

"White vinegar?" Zhang Xiaorui scratched his head. "I looked at the color..."

"You won't smell it first. Fortunately, you didn't start practicing, or you were killed by you!"

Zhang Xiaoli spit out his tongue and re-circumvented the courtyard wall. He returned to the house and brought a bottle. Ye Shaoyang smelled it. This time it was sesame oil. Ye Shaoyang then came back again, using a fish with sesame oil. The line bounced from the head on the Tianfeng Thunderfire flag.

"A gas is swallowed in the belly, two more smoldering corpses, Sanqingshui is open to Mingsheng, and four go to the Yinhui runner..."

Every time I read a sentence, I used a fishing line to stretch a mimeograph on the Tianfeng Thunderfire flag. It stretched nine times and formed a circular arc shape with a triangle-like texture in the middle.

The sesame oil with the fish skin's suffocating gas penetrated through the flag surface a little bit, and the following flying stagnation immediately sent a wailing sound.

Ye Shaoyang only remembered the corpse.

At the time, the culture was used as a golden powder, attached to the nine-line road, and then turned into smoke together, flowing to the sky below the thunder fire flag.

"Ah..." The sorrowful mourning came out under the Tianfeng Thunderfire flag, and the strength of the struggle was strengthened.

Zhang Xiaorui and Xie Yuqing couldn't help but step back and stood behind Ye Shaoyang.

Looking at the back of Ye Shaoyang, Xie Yuqing suddenly thought of when he started. With this instinctive behavior, as long as he faced danger, even if it was a spiritual event, as long as Ye Shaoyang was present, he would habitually go behind him. Hiding, as if you just stood behind him, he was not afraid of anything at once.

It seems that in his own subconscious, Ye Shaoyang has become the safest backing, and even if it is a dangerous situation, he will certainly protect his own safety.

Unfortunately, there is only one Ye Shaoyang in the sky, and there are too many girls standing behind him. Sometimes it will be bitter to think of it, but you can become one of them, and perhaps you should be satisfied.

Xie Yuqing put a hand on his shoulder and murmured: "Why is there only one you in the world?"

"What? What do you say?" Ye Shaoyang was confused. "Nothing to stay, don't bother me."

Ye Shaoyang did not know what kind of delicate thoughts Xie Yuqing was behind, and gave her a sigh of relief and concentrated on continuing to curse.

Zhang Xiaorui looked at Xie Yuqing and said, "Why didn't you, that Muzi, did not look exactly like Master?"

Xie Yuqing shook his head, even if it was exactly the same, but it was not Ye Shaoyang, there was only one Ye Shaoyang in the sky, and it was impossible to have a second one.

"Get it!" Ye Shaoyang looked at the Tianfeng Thunderfire flag, which was completely soft after the fire was extinguished. He stood up and rubbed his legs, and Xie Yuqing looked at it: "What did you say, what one or two?"

"Nothing. You got it?" Xie Yuqing immediately guided the topic elsewhere. "I remember that you didn't bother to kill the zombies before. How come this time?"

"It's just not to kill it. I am living a corpse oil. I heard that the dead corpse oil is made into a corpse ointment, but it is a big supplement."

"Dabu... Do you want to eat corpse ointment?"

"You only eat this!"

Ye Shaoyang opened the corner of the sky and thunder fire flag. Immediately, a black corpse came out and hurriedly covered it. It seems that it still needs to settle for a while, so he sits on the ground and explains:

"This method is still told by Brother Guo. On that day, we learned that the shackles may be flying stiff. I have never been so big and have not fought, so I asked Master Guo to help me find information. He has collected a lot of these years. The ancient book of Taoism, he turned me to scan a piece of information, saying that it is a flying deadlock, the corpse oil is very precious, the program I just had is a live kill."

"Live kill?" Zhang Xiaorui squinted. "I only heard about killing chickens and it tastes better."

"The same, the dead zombies, the corpse oil can maintain the strongest activity. If it is made into a foreign dan, it can be used for refining and cultivating evil things. It can improve a lot of repairs. How can such a good thing be wasted?"