"Bang... Bang.. Bang.." Mo Jue hit the tomb with a thunder spell, and his face was more distorted and terrifying than a ghost. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Feng Ningwan ignored the endless method of spreading qi, if it weren't for her, she would be a little tired, Feng Ningwan also wanted to try the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Curse.

"Ding..."Feng Ningwan took out her mobile phone to answer "Dad"

"It's past noon, baby, how are you?" Feng Hanze's calm voice came, and the hidden worry Feng Ning understood.

"Dad, failed, there is a mechanism in the tomb, we tried our best and didn't force it out, only wait for the evening, by the way, Dad, the poplar tree here should also be planted according to a certain law, when I used the poplar to create an enchantment, I sensed that the yin qi of the poplar tree was very heavy, it seems that the most likely magic weapon here is the nine-headed wand that has been missing for a hundred years" Feng Ningwan rubbed the corners of his forehead and had a headache.

"The baby is his world at night, you have to be more careful, Dad and the other family masters will strengthen the enchantment for you, as for the nine-headed wand, our Feng family's Phoenix Pill should be able to restrain it, and the Mo family's samadhi true fire is also the most yang in the fire," Feng Hanze said.

"Well, Dad, I know, I'll rest for a while, Dad, you have to be careful" Feng Ningwan waited for Father Feng's answer and hung up the phone.

For an afternoon, Mo Jue and Feng Ningwan were relatively speechless, practicing separately.

The moment the sun went down, the yin air over the woods surged, and Mo Jue and Feng Ningwan opened his eyes and looked around vigilantly. The moon rises, and the yin energy in the moon is sprinkled down, and there is a vortex above the tomb that absorbs the yin energy.

"Xuanyin avoids the moon, E" The wind condensed and ignited several pieces of rune paper and threw them into the sky. The clouds moved rapidly, obscuring the moonlight.

The "bang" peach wood sword smashed on the tomb, and several yin spirits instantly floated out of the crack, guarding the tomb door.

"It's finally out," the wind-swept willow branches slapped on the ground, splashing dust.

When Feng Ningwan was talking nonsense, Mo Jue had already raised his sword to attack, and he was ruthless, and all the anger that had been piled up all afternoon was sprinkled, and Feng Ningwan's willow branches also beckoned up, and the four men and two women who came out were miserable, and half of the man's head had no hair, only a long braid behind his head, a typical Qing Dynasty person, the woman's long hair was scattered, but I couldn't tell when it was a ghost.

Feng Ningwan also held her breath, and when the willow branch hit, she was merciless, but the ghost was able to dodge it dexterously. The peach wood sword was attached to the samadhi true fire, and the two male ghosts who burned screamed.

"Phoenix fire leads, burns" Feng Ningwan took two steps back, threw the phoenix pill on the willow branch into the air, and the blood in his hand hit the pill. A phoenix roared into the sky, and a small fiery red phoenix in the Phoenix Pill flew out, gradually getting bigger, and headed towards the ghost.

The peach wood sword in Mo Jue's hand turned, and a drop of fire falling from the phoenix's wings entered the tomb, and a piece of rune paper went away with the phoenix fire, and the tomb ignited in an instant.

The willow branch in Feng Ningwan's hand spun around and tied up the ghost, and the fire falling from the phoenix's wings touched the ghost's body, screaming and rippling in an instant, and the phoenix fire instantly covered the ghost's body, and the phoenix fire burned the ghost before it was extinguished.

"Ah..... "The phoenix fire burned the three powerful ghosts, and the other three raised their heads to the sky and roared, summoning helpers.

Feng Ningwan dropped another drop of blood from his fingers on the Phoenix Pill to keep the phoenix flying.

Mo Jue jumped on the ghost paper contaminated with phoenix fire, and suddenly exploded ten meters behind the tomb, and a tall man in a Qing Dynasty official uniform jumped out, his facial features festered, he couldn't distinguish his face, and there was a circle of ghost fire around, and the other two ghosts quickly returned to the man in Qing clothes.

"What is this?" asked Feng Ningwan as she approached Mo Jue.

"Anyway, it's not a ghost" After speaking, Mo Jue threw the peachwood sword covered with rune paper and phoenix fire in his hand, and threw it in a circle, and the ghost fire on all sides trembled and fell to the ground when it met the phoenix fire.

"Presumptuous, you dare to disturb the rest of this general, the crime deserves death, come and kill them" The man in Qingfu was furious, and with a roar, there were powerful ghosts on all sides.

"Your uncle, phoenix, burn them" The willow branches of the wind condensed became longer and hit the abdomen of the besieging ghost, crackling for a while, and Mo Jue smeared the phoenix fire on the wooden sword, or stabbed, or picked, or slapped on the ghost, and the ghost contaminated with the phoenix fire will be burned by the phoenix fire.

And the phoenix swirled and flew in the sky, above the tombs in the forest, and above the poplars.

"Phoenix, come back, don't burn the tree" Feng Ningwan threw out the Phoenix Pill and pulled the phoenix back to fly. A kick that flies up and hits the ghost.

"Kill that woman," the man in the clean suit roared.

In an instant, all the ghosts rushed towards Feng Ningwan, and the willow branches in Feng Ningwan's hands waved more tightly, opening all the ghosts that attacked.

"Mo Jue, kill that general" Feng Ningwan roared angrily, and took out a talisman in his hand and hit the door of the ghost's face, freezing the ghost.

Mo Jue walked left and right, turned over and jumped up, stepped on the shoulders of the ghosts, and walked towards the general, but was blocked by the ghosts beside the general. The phoenix has flown back, and the powerful ghosts besieging Feng Ningwan have been more or less contaminated with phoenix fire, and there are a lot fewer powerful ghosts attacking Feng Ningwan.

The phoenix's figure gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a small phoenix and flew back to the Phoenix Dan, and the talismans of Feng Ningwan were pasted on the door of the ghost face one by one.

"Carving insect technique" General Qingfu scolded, and all the talismans of the Devil's Face Gate exploded and fell, and they pounced on Feng Ningwan even more fiercely.

"Old immortal" Feng Ningwan scolded secretly, opened the ghosts on both sides with willow branches, rushed into the tomb, and hung a cinnabar line copper coin net at the door to block the fierce ghosts that pounced.

Feng Ningwan saw the pattern of the tomb clearly, it turned out to be the Tianshui Yang Bureau, no wonder it can block the heavenly fire and the true fire of Samadhi, the tomb has four doors, vertically opposite, there is mercury barrier in front of the door of each door, there is Yin gossip in front of each tomb to block Yang, absorb yin power, Feng Ningwan stepped on the wall with strength, took off the Yin gossip on the top of the door, turned it over, painted the gossip with cinnabar lipstick, and then opened the light with spiritual power.

Because the gossip is connected to the breath here by borrowing the power of yin gossip, it can help Feng Ningwan find the magic weapon. Feng Ningwan took off the earrings and put them in the middle of the gossip as a pointer, and Feng Ningwan looked around with the gossip.

Since Feng Ningwan entered the tomb, Mo Jue deceived himself and guarded the other exit of the tomb, blocking the Qing Dynasty general, preventing him from entering the tomb, and not allowing other powerful ghosts to enter.

And several family masters guarding the town under the mountain are also trying to suppress the ghosts who want to rush out of the mountains and forests at this time, because these ghosts in the mountain formation can not be subdued, they can only be eliminated, and several family masters are unbearable, so they always fall behind, but fortunately, several family owners have experienced wind and rain, and they have responded appropriately, sealing the ghosts in the formation and not letting them leave.

The wind condensed the Xuanyin to avoid the moon, was hit by the yin qi that rushed to the sky, and gradually lost its effectiveness, and several family heads sealed the mountain, leaving the disciples to guard, and all went up the mountain to help.

Feng Ningwan took the gossip and turned over the tomb, but he didn't find out where the magic weapon was, and in a hurry, he broke all the feng shui bureaus inside, and a bunch of ghosts of different shapes crawled out of the ground, full of resentment, and black fog.

"What did you do?" Mo Jue rushed into the tomb and saw the whole tomb of the ghosts, and asked sharply.

Feng Ningwan cried with a sad face, "I broke the feng shui formation of the tomb, and they gushed out of the ground, and I didn't expect this tomb to be built on a mass grave" Feng Ningwan used rune paper to form a formation, trapping all the powerful ghosts.