With a swing of the peachwood sword, the head of the eyebrow jumped up and stabbed the peachwood sword above the candle flame on the left.

The tip of the sword pierced into the candle flame, and the burst of candle flame did not ignite the tip of the mahogany sword, but seemed to be attracted by the tip of the sword and sucked into the sword body.

As his figure landed, the peachwood sword swallowed most of the candle flame like a whale sucking water.

However, the eyebrows in mid-air were a little uncomfortable.

He underestimated the aura of heaven and earth contained in the candle flame, although this peachwood sword made of a hundred-year-old peach wood core and carrying seven stars on his back was a rare treasure, but it was also a little overwhelmed by the absorption of so much aura.

Not daring to forcibly absorb it again, he twisted his back and jumped and fell to the ground, his feet three inches deep into the ground.

With a muffled snort, he had changed from holding the sword in one hand to holding the sword in both hands, and the tendons at his wrists were clearly defined, obviously using a lot of strength.

Taking a deep breath, he stepped towards the bill, each step sinking deep into the ground.

When he came to the bill, he held his sword in both hands, put it in front of him, and suddenly stabbed forward horizontally, shouting loudly: "Get off the stage and clear the three clears, get rid of disasters and protect your body, and rush to do it!

Immediately, he moved the tip of his sword down, and clicked on the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone placed on the bill in turn.

Every time he clicked, the weight of the peachwood sword seemed to be a little lighter, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that was clicked also glowed with a layer of fluorescence, shining in the moonlight.

After ordering, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked a little more relaxed.

Immediately, he put the peachwood sword in the empty space next to the bill, held the seal solemnly, and recited the mantra in his mouth: "The Tao is learned from the heart, the heart is passed down from generation to generation, the fragrant jade furnace is hot, the heart is in front of the emperor, the true spirit is looking forward to it, the immortal Pei Linxuan, the disciple is closed, protect the altar!"

Swish!

The robe around him rose without wind, and suddenly swelled, and a majestic force was like an initiation, making his body and mind clear and clear.

actually succeeded in one time, and Yimei Dao Chang himself was a little surprised.

Is it really a heavenly feeling?

He had doubts in his heart, but the incantation in his mouth did not stop, and his hands pinched the trick in turn, and recited the water mantra, the pen mantra, the paper mantra, the ink mantra, and the inkstone mantra in turn.

In the past, relying on his mana alone, to open such a big altar, just by sealing the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, his mana would have to consume at least half.

But today, he seems to have an infinite half of his mana, and he has sealed all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and his mana has not been consumed, which is really happy.

Since it's going so well, let's get started!

With both hands pinching, he stared at the brush and whispered: "The magic pen is waved, the gods are blessed, so as to be peaceful, subduing demons and subduing evil spirits, I am as anxious as the law!"

This is a pen spell, after the seal of the pen contains mana, heavier than the mountains, if you don't borrow the pen spell to help, even the caster is difficult to pick up.

After chanting the incantation, he reached out with both hands, picked up the pen, and placed it in his right hand.

The brush was light to the touch, and it didn't feel heavy at all, which made him wonder if the spell had taken effect.

However, looking at the glowing fluorescence on the barrel, the spell has indeed taken effect.

Turning around, he looked at Huanhuan in the array, and then at Fei Nan, who was curiously staring at his movements, and couldn't help but guess in his heart, who was so fortunate to be favored by heaven.

The talismans in the array had burned down, but the flames had not stopped, and their fuel seemed to have turned into copper coins, floating above them.

Taking a deep breath, he lifted his breath and leaped into the formation.

His robe was wide, and there seemed to be heat steaming in the array, blowing his robe and holding up his body, making him like a gliding bird, stepping on the flames and flying towards Huanhuan.

Soon, he jumped to Huanhuan's side, turned over, rolled over, and came to the sky above Huanhuan.

The buoyancy was even stronger here, and his entire head and feet were suspended above Huanhuan, slowly rotating with the invisible aura circulating in the array.

Without delay, he held the pen in his right hand, reached out the pen, and poked it towards Huanhuan's forehead.

The tip of the pen silently stopped three inches above his forehead, as if he had touched a layer of obstacles.

Immediately, a thick ink-like golden juice oozed out of the tip of the pen, like ink, and was dipped in the barrier by an eyebrow and written.

While writing, he shouted loudly: "The emperor is summoned! Help me with supernatural powers, the sky is round and the place is round, and the law is nine chapters!

At the same time, Ah Hao and Ah Fang outside the formation also sang together: "Divine pen spirit, God acts, the great road is given to me, Liujia Liuding." Thousands of true support, all saints psychic, sign and draw, ghosts are afraid of the gods and ......"

An eyebrow and a long pen walked the dragon and snake, and the golden talisman seal was all over Huanhuan's body, slowly flowing like flowing water.

As the speed of the seal text became faster and faster, Huanhuan's whole person began to float gradually.

The first eyebrow also floated upwards with her figure, and her hand kept writing.

Gradually, Huanhuan's figure slowly changed from lying flat to standing, and a faint golden flame appeared on the top of his head and on both shoulders, flickering, as if he could be blown out in one breath at any time.

Yimei Dao Chang also changed to a standing posture, and the speed of the pen was even faster, and there were large beads of sweat on his forehead.

With the increase of the number of seal characters in his pen, the speed of its flow has also become fast, gradually converging into a stream of light and shadow, wrapping Huanhuan up, as if forming a cocoon of light.

Suddenly, his hand stopped, threw the brush out of the formation, pinched the trick with both hands, and hit the light cocoon on Huanhuan's body, and shouted loudly in his mouth: "One blow to the sky, two blows to the earth spirit, three blows to the longevity of people, four blows to the ghost to destroy the form, five blows to Qianyuan Henry Zhen, Qiankun is in one breath, protect the soul, and be as urgent as the law!"

As he uttered his last incantation, there was a distinct cracking sound from the cocoon.

Click!

A crack appeared in the light cocoon.

Immediately after, the cracks spread, covering the light cocoon, and the next moment, it shattered inch by inch, turning into a little ball of light, falling like raindrops towards the three clusters of spirits on Huanhuan's head and shoulders.

It was as if oil was added to the oil lamp that was about to go out, and the three spirits suddenly weakened, as if they were about to be extinguished.

But soon, the spirit, which had plenty of fuel, quickly burned violently, becoming more and more vigorous.

Ok!

An eyebrow is long, and his face is happy.

But soon, his complexion changed dramatically.

He saw that the three clusters of divine souls were burning more and more intensely, and they were more than five inches high.

This is not a good phenomenon, ordinary people only when the oil runs out and the lamp dries up, and the light returns, the soul will burn like this, exhaust the last trace of longevity, burn out the earthly fetters, and step into a different path.

If it burns like this again, this little girl will really die.

No, we have to help her get her life back on fire as soon as possible.

He was just about to turn over and leave the battle to write again, but suddenly heard a chirp, Huan Huan rubbed his eyes, and woke up slowly.

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