Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Under the blood, I never know what is hidden. Even if the time is tight, it must be cleaned up, or it will not come to save people, but to find death.

Ye Shaoyang turned his head and looked around. There was no figure around him.

Empty city meter?

Ye Shaoyang knows that it will not be so simple. He is about to open his eyes to see. Two figures are coming up from the opposite side of the house and falling on the roof. Ye Shaoyang looked at it at once and immediately hated his teeth:

It is Zhang Guo and Wang Ping!

Wang Ping stood behind Zhang Guo and looked at Ye Shaoyang, with a hint of smirk on his calm face.

Ye Shaoyang saw Wang Ping and Zhang Guo stand together, and immediately understood everything. He took a deep breath and suppressed the trembling of his heart.

"Ye Shaoyang." Zhang Guo held his hands and looked at him with interest. "You are really good to your friends, and you will dare to come here."

"What about pony?" Ye Shaoyang didn't want to talk nonsense with him.

Zhang Guo walked to the side. Ye Shaoyang saw this, not far from a fragrant case, with a incense burner, burning something, and emitting green smoke.

Zhang Guo rolled up his sleeves, spread the length, held a mahogany sword, picked up three strings of paper money, burned it in the incense burner, and squeezed one hand with a hand. It looked like a word in the mouth, and it looked no different from a human Taoist.

Ye Shaoyang certainly didn't want to see his practice. He flew over and ran over. He ran two steps. He suddenly realized what he was hurriedly standing, drew a broken evil character, lit it in his palm, read a spell, and burned the evil spirits into ashes.

With both hands in the air, I blew a bite, and the paper was flying in the sky, slowly falling down, some of them were not falling, but hovering in the air, seemingly caught by something invisible, like a root line, criss-crossing, Wear it from the air in front of you.

The nearest one is only a few centimeters away from the front.

Ye Shaoyang secretly took a breath, just now he was still impatient, and then went one step forward, and he was recruited.

At the moment, I grabbed a piece of copper coins, unplugged a hair, wrap it up, hit a knot, wrapped it with a charm, took a breath, left my yang on it, and then threw the copper money out.

Those invisible mesh wires felt his yang, and immediately regarded the copper money as him. He suddenly lit a red light, quickly contracted, and the evil spirits were released. The more tightly wrapped, the more and more impacts broke out.

The blink of an eye, the charm of the copper coins is broken, and the copper coins are also dyed by the evil spirits, all over the body, falling to the ground.

The big net made up of evil spirits is exhausted and useless.

Zhang Guo did not show any disappointment. Looking back, Wang Ping smiled and said: "I didn't make a mistake. This evil spirit is a thing of the past, although it is an ancient thing, it can be used against the general mage, and it is against Ye Tianshi. It’s just a little trick.”

After reading a look at Ye Shaoyang, said: "I will help you realize the ancestor of the day, today I will teach you some spells that have been lost in ancient times."

After the words, the left hand took out a copper bell that was used last time, while shaking it, and sang in the mouth with an old voice: "Heavenly spirit, earth spirit, fire and thunder, too much a mixed yuan, Yufang four spirits!"

Immediately, the earth was a letter, and the mahogany sword was inserted into the incense burner. A bowl of water was poured, and a mouthful was sprayed on the mahogany sword. The incense burner immediately became full of fire.

Ye Shaoyang saw this scene and his heart was moving.

Every action of Zhang Guo, the rhythm of that practice, is almost pure to the extreme. In the same situation, he only saw it in Master Qingyunzi, and even Zhang Wusheng was half-baked.

Although I don't know what spells he wants to cast, he will never be stupid enough to wait for him to finish, and his thoughts will be moved. Ye Shaoyang will show his steps and jump on the roof.

When people are still in the air, they have already sacrificed the Tianfeng Thunderfire flag.

"When you read the gods, the thunder and the sky roll, the hurricane rises, the fire and the rain turn, and the urgency is like the law!"

The Tianfeng Thunderfire flag flew in the wind and went to the rolling of Zhang Guo.

Zhang Guo did not look at it, bowed his head and continued to practice.

The Tianfeng Thunderfire flag is getting closer and closer to the top of the head. Suddenly four figures flew out from behind him and shot together. For a time, the red light turned around and the Tianfeng Thunderfire flag was hit back.

Ye Shaoyang reached out and caught the four figures flying around him, surrounded him and attacked in a very weird way.

Ye Shaoyang originally thought it was a ghost or a demon. Once he played against it, he found that these four guys were not attacking with demon or ghost power, but a solemn atmosphere, but with a hint of evil in the middle.

While playing and watching it carefully, I was shocked:

These four guys, a blue-eyed mouth, have two rows of very exaggerated teeth in their mouths, squinting at one of them, one is a enchanting woman in red, and the other is a bird with a pair of wings. One person, one is a man with a strange weapon, a tall figure, and a majestic face.

"Amoche leaves, the tortoise nine colors..." In the mouth of Zhang Guokou, spit out a string of Sanskrit, the same as the left hand, playing four flame red beads, hanging over the four strange shadows, the spirits poured like water. The four guys are more and more brave.

Buddha magic!

Ye Shaoyang suddenly remembered that Zhang Guo once said that he is a double Buddha! Then the four in front of you are...

After Zhang Guo’s mantra was finished, he opened his eyes and smiled at Ye Shaoyang: “Night Fork, Jia Lou Luo, Tien Na Luo, Mo Hou Roga, the four devils in the Eight Dragons. Ye Tianshi, feel it?”

Finished, hands clasped together, changed a very solemn look, began to recite the Buddhist scriptures.

The Lingzhu, which hangs on the top of the four devils, is getting hotter and hotter, turning from red to green, turning into a green lotus fire, constantly releasing spiritual power and pouring into the magic.

Ye Shaoyang squats with the magical spirit of Tianzhu, and the powerful spiritual power of Qixing Longquan Sword. With an enemy four, he gradually feels that these four devils are getting stronger and stronger, reaching a peak, almost the same as the second-class ghost.

From the ghost to the sneaky, it is a very large level. Although there is no obvious difference, the magical world has a detailed classification for the ghosts: from one to five, a total of four.

This is not a natural grading. The difference between these four levels is only the gap that is cultivated. Just like the latitude and longitude on the map, it does not exist in nature, but it is a concept that is generated for the convenience of positioning.

Therefore, all the ghosts, the appearance looks the same, and only the Master of the above-mentioned celestial level can find out the other's level of strength in the fight.

Second-class ghosts and first-class only one level, but the strength difference is huge, almost the same as an enemy five.

A tall figure fell on the side of Zhang Guo. It was the Japanese army's Dazu, with a look on the face, looking at Ye Shaoyang, who was struggling underneath, and said in Chinese: "Is that Ye Shaoyang?"