"Hell......"

Huo Siyan was just an ordinary person, seeing the ghost, the hairs stood on end, a layer of tiny pimples appeared on his face, his body trembled a little, and he screamed.

Although Zhang Fangfang and the others were cultivators, they had never seen ghosts at all on weekdays, and they also felt that their hearts were hanging at this time. It's just that he is quite calm at this time, and he is much better than Huo Siyan. But his eyes were wide open, and his back was cold.

Involuntarily, everyone's footsteps moved backwards, away from the place where Zhang Daoran cast the spell.

"A remnant soul, where does the confidence come from? If you are like this again, the poor road may still be afraid of one or two ......"

Seeing the ghost scarlet eyes looking at him, a trace of purple light bloomed in Zhang Daoran's eyes. The peachwood sword in his hand was not drawn, and the tip of the sword seemed to be glued to Hengkong's forehead. Let go of the hands holding the peachwood sword, spread the five fingers of both hands, and grab them in the air. In the empty air, the great net reappeared.

The two scorching silk threads were held in Zhang Daoran's hands: "The law is in my heart, and ten thousand laws are borrowed!"

Two scorching silk threads of law, like two ropes, swam out of Zhang Daoran's hands and tied to the ghost's body. The scorching temperature made the ghost shadow emit a trace of black mist, which instantly dimmed a lot.

"Humph......"

At this moment, Hengkong woke up, Zhang Daoran was just about to remind, Hengkong stretched out a hand, held the body of the peachwood sword, and took it off his forehead, leaving a small wound on his forehead: "Where is this?

Hengkong opened his confused eyes and saw Zhang Daoran with a hint of surprise on his face.

"Hey..."Zhang Daoran sighed, and as Hengkong took the peachwood sword off his forehead, the talisman was shattered, the formation was destroyed, and the ghost immediately fled away.

Two silk threads of the law of the most rigid and yang, trapping ghosts. The reason why the ghost shadow couldn't move was because the ghost shadow was nailed by Zhang Daoran with a peachwood sword. In just a few seconds, the ghost shadow will be burned by the two laws of the Supreme Righteousness and the Yang, and it will turn into nothingness.

Zhang Daoran didn't expect Hengkong to wake up at this time, and he didn't have time to stop Hengkong. The peachwood sword was taken, Zhang Daoran's spell was broken, and the ghost shadow was far away.

"The Taoist is resting, and since he has woken up, he can recover in a while... The ghost was not the deity, just a ghost clone. Poor Dao needs to catch this ghost shadow in order to be able to find the ghost shadow itself. Otherwise, the ghost shadow will be a disaster for the red dust, and returning to the deity will only make the ghost deity stronger!"

From Hengkong's hand, he took the peachwood sword, Zhang Daoran's figure flickered, and immediately disappeared.

"Uncle Shi, this ghost ......"

Zhang Daoran left, and everyone, especially Huo Siyan, felt a little frightened, and felt that Sanqingguan was a bit of a black hole.

Zhang Fangfang hurriedly went to turn on the lights, and the courtyard was bright again. Looking at Hengkong, whose face was pale, Zhang Fang asked with palpitations.

"This ghost shadow was released by Poor Dao when he accidentally broke an ancient seal. The ghost shadow is very powerful, and Poor Dao tried his best to defeat both of him, but the ghost shadow is still skilled, leaving a clone in Poor Dao's body......" Hengkong smiled bitterly: "A ghost clone almost made the injured poor Dao be taken away." If it weren't for Zhang Daoyou, Poor Dao would have been occupied by this ghost shadow and robbed of the true spirit!"

Looking at the gate of the Taoist temple, a trace of worry appeared on Zhang Yifang's face.

Cheng Yiyan snuggled up to Huo Siyan beside him, and his palms were sweaty.

......

Zhang Daoran shrank into inches and took a few steps to the foot of the mountain. Standing on the dock, the eyes of the sky opened, and in the northeast direction, a ghost figure struggling to move away under the trap of the two laws appeared in his eyes.

Riding on the waves, there are two or three hundred meters in one step. Zhang Daoran's speed was at the limit, but in a moment, he stopped in front of the ghost.

"Fortunately, the two laws trap the ghost, otherwise the ghost will casually burrow into a certain person's body, and it will be troublesome......"

Hengkong was a monk anyway, and if it weren't for the injury, the ghost wouldn't have dared to get close at all. Ordinary people are different, the soul is weak after all, and the ghost has a certain strength. Entering a person's body will instantly destroy the person's soul, take possession of the body, and make the body a dead living person. Life exists, but soul does not. Even if the ghost is exorcised at that time, this person will not survive, and his soul will be gone.

"I'm just a doppelganger ghost of the deity, I was destroyed by you, the deity recovered, and I won't let you go... ......"

There was a strange laugh, and the ghost was undaunted.

Zhang Daoran frowned: "You have the power of faith, and you should have been the Yin God of the Underworld." I don't know why you were sealed, and what age you are. It's just that now you should return to the underworld and be under the jurisdiction of ......"

"Underworld?"

The ghost's scarlet eyes flashed: "Does the underworld still exist? Is the current underworld still the underworld? A group of walking corpses... Only instinctual consciousness is driven. When the gods leave here, there is no hope of immortality, only ...... ......"

The ghost was silent, leaving only an eerie smirk.

"Rest assured, your deity is sealed and will not be restored in a short time. During the time he recovered, Poor Dao would find him......" Looking at the gradually blurred ghost, the peach wood sword in Zhang Daoran's hand pointed to the sky, and an invisible fluctuation emanated.

With a finger from the tip of the sword, the ghost was instantly frozen, and only the red light of the scarlet eyes flickered.

took out a red-skinned gourd, and with a peachwood sword, the ghost was included in the gourd. Two scorching laws flashed away from the gourd, the gourd trembled, and the ghost lost the shackles of the law and wanted to break free from the shackles of the gourd.

Zhang Daoran took out a piece of talisman paper and pasted it on the gourd, and the gourd gradually became quiet.

Putting the gourd into the golden world, Zhang Daoran was a little afraid in his heart: "Fortunately, I am well prepared, the talisman forms a formation, and I am the first to trap the ghost, and the law is bound, so that the ghost shadow loses its freedom, otherwise this ghost clone, the poor road is really difficult to deal with so easily......"

This is just a doppelganger, Zhang Daoran did all this, it seems easy, but in fact, one wrong step, the consequences are unimaginable: "Just a doppelganger, there is a realm close to the human soul, so the ghost shadow deity, isn't it more powerful?"

The ghost shadow deity has been sealed for an unknown number of years, his strength is weak, and a clone has made Hengkong almost taken away and fall into a deep sleep. Hengkong, human and earth souls, under the instinctive restraint, Zhang Daoran can easily cast spells.

"It seems that the poor road needs to be prepared to set off, otherwise the ghost shadow deity will be restored, the three clear views, and even the red dust will suffer misfortune... Constant Sky Daoist Friends need to bear most of the consequences for breaking the seal......"

Zhang Daoran took a few steps out and returned to the foot of the mountain. At this time, the law of the five elements was not condensed, and Zhang Daoran only had the strength that the human soul had just condensed, and he did not have a complete grasp of dealing with the ghost shadow deity.

"Master..."

"Teacher..."

"Uncle Shi..."

Zhang Daoran returned to the Taoist temple, and everyone's eyes lit up.

Zhang Daoran comforted everyone: "Don't worry, the ghost has been subdued by the poor Dao...... said, looking at Hengkong: "Fellow Daoist, please come with the poor Dao ......"