Yao Shengjin!

I'm afraid that Wang Yang in the ghost market can't imagine that the person who forged the Han Dynasty plate is Yao Shengjin who deceived the Dragon and Tiger faction half a year ago, and he even got the yellow cotton cloth with the complete magic array from Yao Shengjin's apprentice by chance.

"Master, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please, spare my life!"

Wen Zhao heard the master's roar, and he was even more frightened and knelt at Yao Shengjin's feet, and he couldn't care about his age, and begged him pitifully.

Wen Zhao also hates Wang Yang to death now!

If it weren't for Wang Yang discovering the special features of the yellow cotton cloth, there would be no such things as follows, and it is far more difficult to get back the yellow cotton cloth from Qiu Caixia, who doesn't know anything, than from the hands of Wang Yang, who found the yellow cotton cloth.

However, after Yao Shengjin roared, he remained silent, and he didn't manage Wen Zhao's begging for mercy at all.

I don't know how long it took, Wen Zhao only felt that his legs kneeling on the ground seemed to be unconscious, and Yao Shengjin's hideous face slowly calmed down and became calm again.

Yao Shengjin, who was expressionless, is now like a puddle of water, and the silence is terrifying.

Wen Zhao's face became even more pale, although he had not been under Yao Shengjin's door for a long time, he knew it after going through a lot of things to gain Yao Shengjin's trust.

Yao Shengjin, the calmer he is, the more angry he is in his heart now.

At this moment, Yao Shengjin is like a pool of stagnant water, which is equivalent to saying that his heart is already full of anger.

In this case, only a dead man can appease his wrath!

"Master, master, I'm going to help you get that treasure back!"

The atmosphere under the silence was so oppressive that Wen Zhao was about to breathe, beads of sweat flowed down his pale face, he suddenly shouted, and then struggled to stand up, dragging the two almost unconscious legs and wanted to go out the door!

Yao Shengjin didn't react to this, still silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Wen Sheng on the side frowned, his already eyeless white eyes glanced at Wen Zhao who was walking outside the door, his lips squirmed, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Wen Zhao walked outside the gate of the courtyard like this, and it was only at this time that he breathed a sigh of relief, and he had a feeling of immortality.

"Fortunately, the master sprinkled his anger on that Wang Yang......"

Standing outside the courtyard, Old Man Wen Zhao turned his head to look at the farmhouse courtyard, muttered, quickly wiped the beads of sweat from his face, and then strode outside.

However, the direction he walked was not the direction of the ghost market at all, but towards the wilderness forest that was completely opposite to the direction of the ghost market.

Poof!

But he hadn't taken a few steps at all, when suddenly he heard a slight sound in his ears, and then he couldn't move a single step.

Realizing something, Wen Zhao looked down at his feet, only to find that there was a snow-white palm like glass at his feet.

The palm seemed to grow out of the ground, and it imprisoned his ankle and suddenly exerted force.

In an instant, the white glass-like palm clenched into a fist, and Wen Zhao's ankle was also twisted and deformed in a crackling bone cracking sound!

"Ahh

With a scream, Wen Zhao immediately fell to the ground, and when he fell, several more palms appeared on the ground and grabbed him.

And the fingers of these palms pierced into his body at the same time, and the blood in his body was sucked out along the fingertips!

Just for a moment!

The white glass-like palms that grabbed Old Man Wen Zhao turned blood-red one by one.

And the old man Wen Zhao has also become a shriveled skin.

He had no idea what was going on in the farmhouse he had just left.

Wen Zhao had just escaped, and the silent Yao Shengjin took Wen Sheng back to his house.

The inside of his room was very clean, except for a large bed, there was only a boxy table of eight immortals, and on the table of eight immortals, there was only a cyan oil lamp, and a crystal clear white glazed pagoda with many golden lines engraved on the surface.

"The green lantern ghost is silent at night, and the demon is suppressed in front of the glazed tower!"

Standing in front of the Eight Immortals Table, Yao Shengjin shook his head and read out an ancient poem, and then raised his hand to extinguish the cyan oil lamp burning on the table.

When the oil lamp was extinguished, the room suddenly darkened a little, and at the same time, an indescribable cold aura rushed out from all directions.

Wen Sheng, who came in with him, was guarding the door of the house, and he couldn't help but shudder.

At this time, Yao Shengjin added a limerick poem: "I extinguish the green lantern at night, but I can save the demons and evil for my use!" ”

As soon as the words fell, in front of this white glazed pagoda, there was a lifelike villain.

This villain was dressed as a palace maid, and after he appeared, he made a blessing to Yao Shengjin in front of the table, and bowed.

Seeing this villain appear, the corners of Yao Shengjin's mouth raised, and he immediately recited a set of birthday characters, and used his mental power to inject into this palace maid villain.

This group of birth characters is Wen Zhao's birth eight characters.

And when Yao Shengjin injected his mental power into this palace maid, the two hands of the palace maid villain were obviously white and red, and a bad aura rose.

At this moment, it was the moment when Wen Zhao, who had escaped a few steps away, died tragically under the blood-colored glass palm.

The palace maid raised her hand and looked at it, revealing an evil smile that was exactly the same as Yao Shengjin at the moment.

"What time is it?"

Seeing this, Yao Shengjin turned his head and glanced at Wen Sheng at the door.

"Three moments of ugliness, and three moments of time."

Wen Sheng hurriedly replied, hearing that the master's tone was quite calm, as if he was really not so angry, he couldn't help but ask again: "Master, senior brother, he ......"

"Hehe, do you really believe that he can find that Wang Yang to get my magic array back?"

With a sneer, Yao Shengjin said disdainfully.

"Then ......" Wen Sheng still wanted to say something and stopped.

"I'm afraid that your junior brother won't have the face to come back to see us again, because I was blind at the time, I actually took a fancy to him and accepted him as an apprentice, but he did contribute his own strength for me to go back to the magic formation......"

Yin laughed again, Yao Shengjin didn't say more than half a word about Wen Zhao, leaned forward, and pushed the white glazed pagoda on the table behind the table about three centimeters away, so that the white glazed pagoda was a little farther away from the palace maid before he spoke again: "Okay, don't ask, now I don't know a magic circle, you protect the law for me." ”

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Wen Sheng didn't dare to say anything more, so he quickly sat down cross-legged and used his mental power to protect Yao Shengjin.

"Demon drought, I've encountered a little trouble, would you like to help me?"

Turning around, Yao Shengjin focused on the palace maid on the table, and asked again.

The palace maid smiled evilly, but once again put her hands on her waist and performed a blessing etiquette on Yao Shengjin.

"Good!"

Yao Shengjin nodded with satisfaction, and then went outside to bring a bowl of black soup, the smell was fishy and had a rotten smell, as soon as it was brought into the house, this pungent smell filled the whole room.

Even Wen Sheng, who was sitting cross-legged at the door to protect the Dharma, couldn't help frowning, as if he couldn't stand the smell.

"Drought Fish, I'm here to help you reforge the Yin Spirit Void Body!"

Yao Shengjin walked to the table of the Eight Immortals with the bowl of soup, slowly raised his hand, and poured the soup in the bowl on the head of the palace maid, and at the same time, a series of incantations quickly recited in his mouth.

As the incantation was recited, the pungent smell of soup was poured out, and it turned into a black mist above the head of the palace maid, making a "zizi" sound.

And immediately after, the white glazed pagoda behind the palace maid vibrated violently!

The palace maid raised her head, looked at the black mist above her head, opened her mouth excitedly, and didn't care about the buzzing and vibration of the white glazed pagoda behind her, and inhaled the black mist into her mouth as much as she could.

It wasn't until the black mist was completely sucked by the palace maid that the humming vibration of the white glazed pagoda stopped.

If you look closely, you can find that the figure of this palace maid seems to be twice as large, and the crystal clear white glazed pagoda has all turned into a pitch-black color on the surface at this moment.

Yao Shengjin stretched out his hand in front of the palace maid with satisfaction, and the palace maid immediately turned into a black and white intertwined yin qi, and the black yin qi rushed along one of Yao Shengjin's palms.

This black yin qi rose and dissipated quickly, and it fell on Yao Shengjin's palm, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a triangular imprint on the palm of his hand.

As for the other white yin qi, it did not rush towards Yao Shengjin's other palm for the first time, but instead glowed with an ivory luster in midair.

Yao Shengjin was not in a hurry, he raised his hand and aimed the triangular mark in the palm of his hand at this white yin qi glowing with ivory white, and with a slight stretch forward, his palm was completely submerged in this white yin qi.

Suddenly!

Inside the room, there were suddenly screams like ghosts from all directions!

Yao Shengjin didn't react, but Wen Sheng, who was protecting the Dharma at the door, shook his body suddenly, with a painful expression on his face!

Fortunately, the ghostly wail only sounded for a moment.

After all the white yin qi turned into an inverted triangular mark and was imprinted on the palm of Yao Shengjin's palm, it disappeared and stopped.

Wen Sheng came back to his senses and gasped for breath.

And Yao Shengjin didn't even look at Wen Sheng, just looked at the hexagonal array imprint formed by the superposition of two triangular imprints, one black and one white, in the palm of his hand, and gently raised his palm, and two clouds of yin qi, one black and one white, swung up from the palm, and these two clouds of yin qi resembled a human shape.

The black mass of yin qi resembles Wen Zhao who had just died outside; And the white yin qi is the palace maid villain just now.

Looking at these two clouds of yin qi, Yao Shengjin nodded with satisfaction and said, "It's done!" ”

"Master, what kind of magic formation is this?"

Wen Sheng heard Yao Shengjin's words, quickly got up from the ground, and asked with a hint of uncertainty.

Although he was a blind man, he couldn't see what kind of magic formation Yao Shengjin was casting, but he could feel a sky-high evil aura from this technique.

This is completely different from the magic circle that Yao Shengjin usually uses when he is deceived.

This time, Yao Shengjin's spell was not only inspired by evil spirits, but also carried a strong smell of blood.

"What spell? A Drought Yin Spirit Curse......"

Yao Shengjin laughed gloomily, and licked his lips proudly, triumphant. (To be continued.) )