"What!"

Qin Lin was shocked, looking at the sparks in the eyes of the master Yixiu below, this Yixiu obstructed him again and again, it was true that Yixiu's cultivation was not the highest in this group of people, so Qin Lin didn't pay much attention at first, but he didn't expect that most of his plans were destroyed by him this time.

First the relics Buddha beads, and then this meditation mantra, can actually resist their own "demons".

While reciting the meditation mantra, Master Yixiu even sacrificed the relics Buddha beads, although the Buddha beads had been injured by Qin Lin's corpse qi, they were still very powerful.

The Buddha beads were sacrificed, and the Sanskrit sound was blessed, which was blessed on the meditation mantra, which could not only resist Qin Lin's "demon deterrence", but also make the hundred ghosts outside the array stop their movements and stand there.

"Impossible, this Xiu's cultivation will never be able to stop my 'Demon Deterrence'?" Qin Lin looked carefully at the corpse's eyes, and the qi and blood in that Xiu's body were constantly weakening, and his face was also losing his blood color and becoming pale.

"I didn't expect this Master Xiu to actually burn his own essence and blood!"

"Haha, even if you burn yourself out, it's useless!"

"Too Yin Ji Dao, thousands of calamities, Yin Wind has no bliss!"

The yin wind is blowing, the soul is scattered, blowing back and forth, and everyone is white in front of the hall.

Master Yixiu clenched the Buddha beads in his hand and quickly recited: "Mi Mi Mei Na!"

Meditation mantra, concentration of the soul, chanting the heart sutra in front of the Buddha, everyone is blissful!

"The Buddha is one foot high, and my demon is one foot high! The rat captures the dragon, even if the master of the refining and void combination period can't think of breaking it, let alone you!"

"Poof!~" The duel between Buddha light and corpse qi is better after all.

Master Yixiu spurted out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, with little air in and more air out, and he saw that time was running out.

"Stinky monk, why are you working so hard, you wake me up!" Although Yixiu and Simu quarrel all day long, but getting along day and night is a relationship of close friends.

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

"Old monk, if I can exchange my life for a trace of vitality of my fellow Daoists in Maoshan Mountain, it will be considered a merit. ”

"Evil beast, the poor monk is desperately trying to beat you into the eighteenth layer of hell today!"

"Ah......h

Master Yixiu pushed everyone away, roared violently, and suddenly the Buddha beads were broken, and after careful counting, there were eighteen relics.

"The golden throne in front of the Buddha, the Arhat returns!"

Eighteen relics were suddenly stacked together, and the Buddha light was great, and the eighteen Arhats could be faintly seen sitting in them.

"Arhat subdue!!s demons!"

The Buddha's light shot straight in, Qin Lin met it with both palms, and the corpse qi gushed out, and the battle intent was furious.

"Haha, what Lao Tzu hates the most is the monk who beeps every day, and he can only say that he can't do it. The people of the world hate evil, but they do not know that evil is born in their hearts. What emptiness is color, color is emptiness, it's all bullshit!"

"The Buddha has stacked Arhats, and the ghosts have ghost pagodas! Moro all the heavens, all the ghosts mourn together, crying loudly, crying all the gods and Buddhas in the world!"

"Hundred ghosts obey orders, cry!"

Ghosts have no tears, but they can cry, crying is the common people in the world, crying people are cold, crying gods and Buddhas are ruthless, crying is reincarnation fate.

"Woo...... Woohoo......"

Ten thousand ghosts cried together, and the endless sadness, the pain that could not be reincarnated, and the unwilling emotions of fate also spread along with the cry of ten thousand ghosts.

"Ah...... Ah......h

"Senior Brother Liu, what are you doing?"

"Kill ......"

"Poof...... Poof......"

Affected by the negative impact of the cry of the hundred ghosts, the weak-minded Maoshan disciples all turned into demons that devoured blood and killed dragons, and they were suddenly in chaos.

"Stop!"

Ten thousand ghosts cried to the sky, Shi Jian's voice was drowned in it, seeing that no one listened to his orders, Shi Jian angrily shot, a set of lightning and thunder fists, regardless of people and ghosts, all of them were scattered.

"Senior brother, stop, they are our Maoshan disciples!" Simu stopped.

"Now that I am bewitched by the evil spirit, if I don't kill it, once the innate gossip array is broken, there is only one way to die!"

"Lightning Rush Thunder Fist ......"

As soon as Shi Jian made a move, although he was ruthless, it could be regarded as stabilizing the situation, but it was by no means a long-term solution.

At this time, Master Yixiu, who was fighting with Qin Lin, also ran out of oil and fell down. All eighteen relics lost their luster and fell into the dust.

"Master, master!"

Everyone helped Yixiu up and shouted sadly, hoping that Yixiu could reopen his eyes, but when his manpower was exhausted, Yixiu had already passed away.

"Evil animal, Lao Tzu will fight for you!"

Seeing that his old friend was dead, he jumped with four eyes and slashed at Qin Lin's neck with a bronze sword in his hand. But before he touched Qin Lin, he was bounced back by the formation, spitting blood from his mouth, and he couldn't afford to fall.

"Could it be that the sky is going to kill my Maoshan faction?" Many Maoshan disciples were already about to despair, seeing the senior brothers who got along with them dying one after another, they had nothing to do. The Maoshan disciple who usually thinks that he can dominate the world and subdue demons and eliminate demons only then knows his insignificance and incompetence.

Because of Qin Lin's stiffness, the remnants of the corpse qi of hundreds of zombies last night, and the yin qi that has spread by the current crying of ten thousand ghosts.

At this time, the top of Jiuquan Town was shrouded in the sky's yin qi and corpse qi. It looks extremely eerie, as if it is another ghost town in the drunken capital! Especially when those yin qi and corpse qi are entangled with each other, enveloping this Jiuquan Town!

Suddenly, the yin qi was strong, and Qin Lin looked at it in surprise, his heart, which had not been beating for a long time, seemed to be beating wildly at this moment. Qin Lin secretly felt as if things were already out of his control.

Because of the yin qi that appeared just now, Qin Lin could feel very clearly that it was not an ordinary yin qi, as if it did not belong to the human world at all.

At this time, a very powerful coercion rose from the ground, and the disciples of Maoshan and all the ghosts were stunned. Especially when Wan Gui's body was suppressed and trembled at this moment, as if something more terrifying was about to happen.

At this time, surrounded by yin qi and corpse qi, a rusty bronze gate rose from the ground.

At this moment, the people and ghosts in the place were all stunned, except for one person - Lin Jiu and one corpse - Qin Lin.

Shi Jian and the others looked at the bronze door in the sky, their faces were all glazed, and they trembled their lips and muttered, "This is ...... Yin...... Gates to the Netherworld?"

Qin Lin stared at the gate that came out of the ground, and he had already vaguely guessed it in his heart.

The ancient, eerie bronze gate suddenly made a "crunch" sound.

Immediately afterwards, an eerie but majestic voice enveloped Jiuquan Town.

"The underworld does things, and the living people avoid it!"

This voice sounded, and the ten thousand ghosts who were still crying in grief just now were motionless at this time, as if they had been suppressed. But Qin Lin knew that this was fear, something that even ten thousand ghosts should fear, there was only one thing.

"Hell!!

Qin Lin silently recited the word "ghost difference" in his heart, now that the gods are not there, the heavenly court does not exist, only the underworld can still operate with the six reincarnations.

These things are all in the book "The Secret Biography of Maoshan", as for why the gods are not there, and they all went there, Qin Lin does not know.

And now that the gate of the netherworld is projected into the world, the ghost is almost there, but Qin Lin is not panicking now, because the plug-in has finally been used again.

......

"Hoo ......"

A large stream of yin qi erupted from the door, and four figures, two black and two white, appeared in front of everyone, their faces seemed to be covered with flour, and their cheeks were painted red, and they were also wearing a longevity coat like a robe and horse coat of the Republic of China.

"It's a ghost! Why are they here?"

Shi Jian was puzzled in his heart, once the Daomen had negotiated with the underworld, if there was a zombie at the level of flying zombies, or a ghost at the level of the ghost king, the underworld would take action, and at other times it would be handled by the Daomen of the world, and the ghosts of the underworld would not be idle, and they had nothing to do, sometimes even if the Daomen had something to ask for, these ghosts could be ignored.