Removal of spirits

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"Fiber, let's talk about the orientation. "There is no time to interject, "Today's time of extreme yin is almost here. ”

"Okay, I'll just talk about it briefly. This time, I arranged three formations, which were the Soul Conjuring Array, the Soul Locking Array, and the Ghost Gate Array. The soul conjuring formation is divided into four directions, and these four directions are guarded by the four senior brothers. The Soul Locking Array is negative, so I chose the Golden Fire Soul Locking Array for the second Soul Locking Array, the Golden Fire is a masculine element in the gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, which can make up for the lack of the Soul Locking Array. There are only two directions in the soul locking array, among which the golden position and the western direction in the soul conjuring array are overlapping and connected, the second senior brother can guard it at the same time, and the other fire position is guarded by the junior brother. ”

"Wouldn't it be too hard for the two senior brothers to guard the two together?" the little junior brother interrupted Xianluo, his face worried.

"It's a little reluctant, but among our senior brothers, only the second senior brother has the highest spiritual power, and there is no way. Master, Bald Master, and I have to defend the third formation, which is the best in helplessness. ”

"Don't old monks have competent disciples? It's really useless. The little junior brother pouted, looking at Wukong with a disgusted face.

Wukong smiled, folded his hands, and did not respond. Xian Luo slapped the back of the little junior brother's head, and said coldly: "The old lady is a closed disciple of the bald master, don't you know?"

"I'm sorry, I was wrong. The little junior brother smacked his lips and hurriedly hid behind the senior brother.

Second Senior Brother Dianya patted the shoulder of the little junior brother Yiping, and a smile appeared on his cold face, and he comforted: "Senior brother can hold on." ”

The little junior brother opened his mouth and was about to say something, but a bewitching female voice interrupted him.

"Since there is not enough manpower, it is up to me to do it. ”

I saw a beautiful woman in a red dress walking slowly towards them, with a graceful figure, gorgeous makeup, and a bewitching body that seeped into her bones.

"What are you doing here?" glared.

"I'm here to prove my innocence. The person who came was Gong Meimei, and when she saw Xianluo glaring at her, she threw a flattering glance at her.

Xiao Luo's heart was cold, and he jumped three feet away from her.

"Who is she?" asked the little brother in a low voice.

"Onmyoji, Gong Meimei. The third senior brother smiled slightly, and his words were neither yin nor yang.

"It's actually her ......," the little junior brother was surprised.

"What kind of innocence?" looked around with a weak heart, but didn't see Fu Jialan's figure.

"Hehe......" Gong Meimei smiled, "You said I was the one who cursed before, and now I have found the murderer, of course I will come to help you to show your innocence." ”

Xian Luo's breath tightened, and he said timidly: "Then Fu Jialan, he ......"

"Don't worry. This kind of small scene, he will not come. ”

Small scene?Xian Luo raised his eyebrows, the restlessness in his heart disappeared without a trace, and he said with arrogance, with a little coldness: "Since it is a small scene, then you can see it carefully." My Taoist mixed formation is not something that can be seen casually. ”

Gong Meimei smiled but did not speak, her bewitching eyes flashed with essence. Long Xianluo, the only female disciple of Qingyun Daoren, is the orphan of Long Qingyun, one of the world's top ten high-level psionic powers, who was less than twenty years old and refined the Dao family's spiritual removal technique, and is also a closed-door Buddhist disciple of a high monk, and it is rumored that he opened his eyes as soon as he was born.

"The person who can make Boss Fu personally rush over to investigate, I believe it will not disappoint me. Gong Meimei said secretly.

"Well, the time of extreme yin is coming. We are in our respective places. Miss Gong, since you are willing to help, then go and guard the position of my second senior brother. The bald master spent a lot of spiritual power a few days ago, and the second senior brother guarded the broken character position of the ghost gate array with the bald master, and the master guarded the direction of the closing character. "Fiber Luo made the final arrangements and transfers," and when they heard it, they returned to their respective positions. ”

When the words fell, everyone glanced at each other, and they all arranged their respective positions according to the fiber. Gong Meimei raised her eyebrows and glanced at Xian Luo, smiled playfully, twisted the waist of the water snake and walked towards the giant formation map in the center of the square.

Wukong glanced at the bewitching figure with suspicion and worry in his eyes. Qingyun Dao patted Wukong's shoulder, shook his head, and his eyes conveyed something. In the end, the two sighed helplessly and walked side by side.

"What am I doing?" Zhang Yuan asked for his task.

"Stand here and watch. With a faint word, he turned around and walked towards the center of the formation.

Zhang Yuan opened his mouth to stop Xianluo, but he didn't know where to speak. He saw sadness and unbearability in Xianluo's eyes, and he wanted to comfort but felt redundant, and he didn't ask the questions he was pressing in his heart.

Everyone returned to their positions, each holding their own magic weapon, and their expressions were solemn and guarding their positions. The guardian of the conjuring array is the elder brother, the elder brother's magic weapon is a silver rod, the rod is more than one meter long, the thickness of the fist, the body of the rod is engraved with gluttonous patterns, it is a treasure weapon that has been collected by the pure heart for more than 200 years, and the soul is devouring as the long, and the name is called the underworld.

The Soul Devouring can make the Soul Gathering Array additionally increase the effect of Soul Devouring, which can weaken the spiritual power of Chen Ping's resentful spirit.

The monks of Jingtan Temple sat cross-legged in a circle, surrounding the entire mixed formation. The monks clasped their hands together, closed their eyes and meditated, and waited for the order of the monks.

Xianluo looked up at the sky, the moonlight had been blocked by dark clouds, and only a few rays of light remained, which made the atmosphere even more eerie.

Suddenly, there was a chill on the skin, which made everyone present and even the people on the observation deck shrink their hands, and the temperature in the square dropped!

The moon closes and cools down, and the time of extreme clouds has arrived!

He drew his silver sword, pointed at it, and said in a loud voice: "Chanting!"

A powerful sound echoed through the empty square, and within a moment, the square that had been audible was filled with the sound of "humming" chanting, which carried a powerful force to every corner of the shopping mall.

Seeing that the spirit removal had begun, Zhang Yuan stepped back ten meters, hid behind a screen, and leaned out his face to stare at the formation. This screen is the magic object of Jingtan Temple, and the Diamond Sutra is written on it with cinnabar, for fear of harming Zhang Yuan and a police officer, Xianluo deliberately placed it.

Although the spiritual ability of the monks of Jingtan Temple is low, the power of the 128 monks chanting the Diamond Sutra in unison is not to be underestimated. The gentle and pure Buddha light scattered in all directions, surpassing the ghosts within a radius of ten miles, including Chen Ping, who was hidden somewhere.

Before one-third of the verse had been recited, the temperature of the square dropped dramatically, followed by strange shouts and cries, which made people shudder. The screams were mixed with gloomy and miserable, if he hadn't known in advance, Zhang Yuan would have thought that he had gone to hell by mistake.

In the end, as if out of control, the screams became more and more shrill, and the high-pitched sound that tore the eardrum shook the ears and shattered the dim street lamps one by one.

The sound of the glass shattering was loud, and it went straight into the observation deck, and seeing the center platform instantly plunged into darkness, the people on the observation deck exclaimed, and the bees crowded on the window sill to watch the situation of the center platform.

The street lamp was shattered, and everything around them was darkened, and Xianluo and the others were not affected by this, and even guessed in advance. He opened a half-sized wooden box that was resting beside him, and took out a long, pointed object covered with a red cloth. The cloth on it was lifted open, and in an instant, the originally black center table was illuminated.