At sunset, darkness gradually envelops the whole earth, and the glorious night view of Hong Kong Island shines brightly in the illumination of thousands of lights.

Xuanyang Zhenren took a group of disciples to the scene of the fire.

Tearing open the seal at the door, pushing the door and walking in, a dark wind suddenly blew, blowing the ashes around the sky and flying all over the sky, and the whining wind sounded as if someone was whimpering in secret.

"What a resentment ......"

As soon as Xuanyang Zhenren entered the door, he frowned and said, the weight of the resentment here was beyond his expectations, and the dark energy in the air seemed to be condensed like substance.

All the disciples of Dragon Tiger Mountain who came in silently recited the master's mantra to ward off the ubiquitous resentment, and the air in the room was filled with a damp and cold atmosphere.

Xuanyang Zhenren looked at it intently, the resentment here gathered but did not disperse, as if something was attracting, and under the boiling of resentment, wisps of white vapor began to condense in the air, and in the white gas, a hideous monster loomed.

When his eyes swelled and he opened his eyes to observe, under the floor, there was a bright light, and a strange pattern appeared in his eyes.

"The Seven Evil Lock Ghost Array, it is really a trick of the remnants of the Ghost Gate......"

Xuanyang Zhenren snorted coldly, the pattern hidden by the floor is the most common formation of the ghost gate, the name is called the Seven Evil Lock Ghost Array, its function is to lock the resentment in the space here, slowly condense and refine, and finally the array person will obtain the purest resentment.

And this formation method also has a function, that is, it can make these resentful souls continue to kill each other, devour their companions, and strengthen themselves, and the final winning soul body will become the resentful spirit in the ghost gate.

Although he had seen through the magic circle here, Xuanyang Zhenren did not break it, but slowly instructed the disciples: "You hurry up and hide here, if my expectations are correct, tonight is the day when the remnants of the Ghost Sect come to collect the resentful spirits." ”

The reason why Xuanyang Zhenren came in person this time was not only to break such a ghost gate magic array, but more importantly, to clean up the remnants of the ghost gate.

But before the words fell, a cold and faint voice suddenly came from outside: "Old Zamao, are you waiting for us?" ”

Hearing the voice, Xuanyang Zhenren's face remained unchanged, and he snorted: "In the ghost gate, you can be regarded as having backbone, and you have the courage to appear." ”

Although his plan was discovered, Xuanyang Zhenren was not panicked at all, this time he brought more than a dozen elite disciples of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and he also had a supreme magic weapon to exorcise ghosts, no matter how cunning the other party was, in the face of absolute strength, there was no way to show it, this was his confidence.

Xuanyang Zhenren's ease made all the disciples slowly calm down, they pinched the law one by one, chanted silently in their mouths, and a soft and natural aura permeated the surroundings, and those cold grievances were gradually forced back.

"Diligent cultivation of the Great Dao Law, carefully feel the Tai Ming, Huang Hua's true qi descends, the five internal organs are fetal, the ghost gives birth to heaven, soars to the upper Qing, the blessing and wisdom are all over the place, and this food is ...... for all sentient beings."

The introductory exercise of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, the Mantra of Returning to Rebirth, sounded one after another, which was the most common superordinate mantra in the line of the Heavenly Master's view, and it was the most effective to dispel resentment.

As the sound of the incantation gradually increased, the resentment was gradually forced back, and soon shrank into a white mist, and in the mist, a hideous demon was constantly struggling and roaring.

When the white vapor mist condensed and formed, a leading disciple suddenly came out of the crowd, pinched his Dao fingers in his hand, the left and right were the same, and chanted in his mouth: "How sad and miserable the world is, looking back at the Emperor Liyuan, the female green spirit treasure talisman, the book of the true emperor of Zhongshan, one thought ascends to Taiqing, and then recites the conversion to nothingness, the merit is nine shades, and the purple micro ...... are swirled."

Strange to say, the hideous ghost seemed to be pulled by a huge force in its voice, and its body slowly floated towards the disciple's fingers, it seemed to sense the danger, and let out an unwilling roar, and its originally fierce expression became panicked.

The disciples of the Ghost Sect outside didn't move much, watching the Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain inside exorcise ghosts and subdue demons, as if they had just come to visit and study.

After a while, the ghost thing slowly shrunk, and was pinched by the disciple of Longhu Mountain on the tip of his fingers, and he tore a small cloth bag from his waist and put the ghost thing in, the cloth bag was painted with various runes, and when the ghost thing was sent in, it was like inflating, and the cloth bag bulged up all of a sudden.

After the ghost disappeared, the whole space returned to its normal temperature, and the yin wind disappeared, replaced by a warm evening breeze, although it carried the coolness of Xixi, but it was not half cold.

Xuanyang Zhenren didn't pay attention to how his disciples collected ghosts at all, his eyelids were low, as if he didn't care about everything around him, but there was an occasional solemnity in his eyes.

The reaction of the ghost sect disciples outside was too unexpected, and none of them even tried to interrupt the casting of the Dragon Tiger Mountain disciples, and they all watched quietly outside.

"It seems that you have been hiding for so many years, but you have gathered a little courage, and you dare to attack my idea of Longhu Mountain, and you have set up an ambush here, ridiculous, ridiculous......"

Xuanyang Zhenren said slowly, there was not the slightest emotional fluctuation in his tone, but there was no previous relaxation, giving people a low and dignified feeling.

"Well said, well said."

A smug voice sounded outside: "My ghost gate re-erects the flag, naturally there must be some preparations, your miscellaneous hair in Longhu Mountain is undoubtedly the best sacrifice." ”

"The evil devil is arrogant, and the old way wants to see what confidence you have." Xuanyang Zhenren opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes flashed with embarrassment, and his originally calm momentum suddenly burst out.

The disciples next to them stood in their positions according to the direction of the gossip, forming a large array, and each disciple pulled out his sword from behind without hurrying, and a cold light flickered, and the thousand-year-old sect suddenly appeared.

"Since you dare to attract these miscellaneous hairs from them, the deity has its own plans......

The voice sounded, and the surrounding space that had been restored to clarity suddenly sided, the yin wind swept away, the black air covered the sky and the moon, and the ghost cried and howled, as if entering the netherworld hell.

In the black air, the illusions are vivid, all torture and torture, there are five horses divided into corpses, there are knives and saws to disintegrate, there are copper pillars roasted, there are knives cut hundreds of knots...... the pain is endless, and the resentment is endless......

In those visions, there were even voices, which looked exactly like the real thing, and all kinds of torture set off the surroundings like an infernal hell.

"It's such a drunken ten-way purgatory array, no wonder you have such confidence......" Xuanyang Zhenren said word by word, his eyes full of surprise.