Under the hill where the ancestral temple of Longjia Village is located, there are already thousands of ghosts and ghosts, all of them with fierce faces, staring at the villagers on the mountain with resentment, as if they want to rush up and tear the villagers to pieces!

The surrounding wind was overcast, and it was extremely cold, as if it was about to fall with frost and snow.

At this time, the villagers on the hill were already exhausted.

They had been on the fence for a day and a night.

The ground was littered with the corpses of Gu worms or poisonous insects.

In this tragic battle, the Gu worms raised by the villagers had already been lost.

Looking at the more and more ghosts and ghosts gathering under the hill, hideous and fierce, the villagers on the mountain finally felt a sense of powerlessness and deep despair.

The tired eyes looked at the sky with sadness and indignation.

An old man with wrinkles on his head like a ravine, old tears crisscrossed. "Could it be... Our Longjia Village is going to... and shall be destroyed by the traitors?"

Suddenly, I only heard a cold and indifferent, but extremely nice woman's voice from the temple. "Don't give up until the last minute. ”

Yamashita.

Huang Xiaolong, Ji Yanxue and others were watching the battle.

"It's horrible... I didn't expect these ghosts to summon so many of the same kind to attack the ancestral temple of Longjia Village together..."Xia Jian said in a trembling voice.

Ouyang Lingling also felt a little shocked, "This... This face... Eh, have you ever seen the movie some time ago, 'The Great Wall'... Gluttonous monsters besiege the Great Wall... Forehead ......"

"I said you have a lot of imagination. Huang Xiaolong said with a grin.

"Little Dragon... Let's hurry up and help the villagers of Longjia Village... Now the situation is so dangerous. Ji Yanxue said nervously.

Huang Xiaolong smiled indifferently. "Don't worry. Lonely ghosts, red-clothed ghosts, fierce ones are orange-clothed ghosts, it's a fart, a group of rabble~~~"

For such a battle, Huang Xiaolong was actually extremely disdainful.

As soon as Huang Xiaolong's words fell, the ghosts and ghosts surrounding the mountain began to rush to the hill like a tide! The ghost whispers were whistling, confusing people's hearts, and the bloody roar simply turned this valley into a terrifying Shura Hell!

The villagers on the mountain, fighting to the death, released all the Gu insects and poisonous insects in the black clay pot together!

However, after this day and night of hard fighting, the Gu worms and poisonous insects suffered heavy losses, and there was not much left.

About a hundred poisonous insects and Gu worms pounced on the ghosts without fear of death. But it was quickly drowned.

The difference in numbers between the two sides is extremely large.

At this point in the battle, the villagers on the mountain had run out of ammunition and food.

"Hey~~~~~~" In the temple, the cold female voice let out a sad sigh, which was full of endless unwillingness. "Let's go into the ancestral temple. Rather for the jade to be broken than for the tile, we... Decide on your own!"

Some of the villagers began to cry. Some covered the crying mouth of the baby in their arms and continued to comfort them. Others are about to pounce down the mountain......

That's it!

咻~~咻~~咻~~~~~

Inexplicably, the ghosts and ghosts in the mountains were directly sucked away by a huge suction force like a black hole!

This incident happened suddenly, and the thousands of ghosts and ghosts besieging the ancestral temple in Longjia Village were all sucked away, and there was not a single one left!

The villagers on the mountain who germinated their will to die and were all frustrated, all of them were stunned. I couldn't believe my eyes.

I saw that Huang Xiaolong closed the lid of the Yin Soul Tube with a sunny smile on his face. "Hahaha~~ This time, I caught a lot of ghosts and ghosts, these things are very useful. Refining magic weapons, drawing ghost talismans, unleashing ghost magic... Hee-hee~~~"

Ji Yanxue, Xia Jian, and Ouyang Lingling all looked at Huang Xiaolong in amazement, like a ghost.

"Little... Dragons... You... You put... You've put so many ghosts, all... All... Did you do it?" Ji Yanxue was shocked.

"Of course I did it. Okay, let's not disguise it anymore. Huang Xiaolong tore off the talisman seal attached to his body, and the breath of the living man was released unscrupulously.

Ji Yanxue and the three of them also tore off the talisman seal.

"Great!Xiaolong!You're simply invincible!" At this moment, Ji Yanxue couldn't wait to hug Huang Xiaolong and kiss him. Soon, however, she became ashamed of her thoughts.

"Xiaolong, let's hurry up the mountain! In the ancestral temple... I... My mother... She... Perhaps, in the ancestral temple......, "Facing her long-lost biological mother, Ji Yanxue, a battle-hardened gambling master, and the second best player in the world in gambling, can no longer control her emotions, her eyes are full of tears, and her voice is choked.

The birth mother is close at hand!

"Wait~~~" Huang Xiaolong suddenly smiled. "There's another big play~~"

That's it!

Sou~~~~~~~

Suddenly, a yin wind like a match blew from far and near, extremely cold, making Ji Yanxue, Xia Jian, and Ouyang Lingling all can't help but shudder.

When I looked up, I saw a group of yellow-clothed ghosts, about 2 or 30 of them, running quickly along a mountain road.

These yellow-clothed ghosts are carrying a larger coffin!

I saw that the coffin was black all over, but there was a big word "Underworld" written on it with blood.

"Hehe, a group of ghosts carrying the coffin, what a big shelf. The corners of Huang Xiaolong's mouth froze, and between his chest, murderous aura surged.

"Mr. Huang, this... Which one is this singing......" Xia Jian said tremblingly. What happened today has already scared this bold ancient martial arts master a lot.

"Whew... This is the so-called ghost chap. Hahaha, the group of ghosts carried the coffin, but they acted well. Huang Xiaolong licked his lips.

At this time, a group of yellow-clothed ghosts carried the coffin closer and shouted in unison. "Greetings to Lord Ghost!"

Bang~~~!!!!

The coffin lid was lifted directly!

A man wearing a black robe, a beard, and a sharp-beaked monkey cheek stood up directly from the coffin, and on top of this person's robe, there was a word "underworld" on the front and back.

He held the soul hook rope in his hand, and he was majestic.

The yellow-clothed ghosts who carried the coffin turned pale with fright, and their bodies trembled like chaff.

With that cold and majestic gaze, the sharp-mouthed Daoist glanced at the ancestral temple of Longjia Village on the hill, and finally looked at Huang Xiaolong and the others, and when he saw Ji Yanxue, there was a fierce murderous intent in his eyes. "Okay, Miss Ji, you actually escaped the chase of this ghost and came here! Okay, you have the ability! It seems that you have made friends with some strange people!"

"But... Hmph!" the man proclaimed loudly with pride, like a proud rooster. "You have offended the city god and disturbed the yin and yang! This ghost is now sentenced, you and other yang life has been exhausted, and now you are detained and other physical yin souls, but there is resistance, and you will not be able to live forever!"

"Hahahaha~~~~" Huang Xiaolong finally couldn't hold back anymore and laughed out loud. "You, are you a ghost, you want to detain our souls?"

"Yes, this seat is the ghost of the underworld, the god of heaven and earth!" the Taoist priest said sharply.

"Hehehe~ You're looking for death!" Huang Xiaolong walked over slowly, moving his muscles and bones.

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(End of chapter)