Chapter 175: Ghost Keepers
The young woman finally screamed, rolled her eyelids, and almost fainted, but fortunately her husband hugged her.
Although the man's legs and feet were a little sore, but thinking that his wife and children were by his side, he couldn't say anything at this time, so as not to make them even more afraid, so he mustered up the courage and said loudly: "Don't be afraid, not afraid!" There are masters, these ghosts can't get in! ”
Although the little boy was also frightened and pale, he was a little more courageous than his mother, and he hid in his father's arms, only showing a pair of eyes to look around, but from time to time he shouted: "There is one there!" There's one there, there's one there! ”
At this time, Yuan Zhenzi picked up a brush on the table, dipped it heavily in cinnabar, and then drew a big circle on the floor of the living room, and then took out a brand made of jade from the cloth bag in his arms!
The jade plate is extremely exquisite, it looks like it is some years old, the jade plate is carved with a green ox, lifelike, and the two horns of the green ox are actually golden!
Yuan Zhenzi put the jade plate in the middle of the circle, took out a spirit rune in his hand, shook it slightly, and the spirit rune burned by itself, only to hear him shout: "Qiankun borrows the law, and all evils will not invade!" Disease!! ”
The spirit rune burned to ashes in an instant, but the horns of the green ox on the jade plate suddenly set a little golden light, and then the circle on the ground also shone brightly, shining with golden light.
"All in the circle!" Yuan Zhenzi said to a family of three: "Stand inside, don't move no matter what!" As long as you don't move, even if the ghost king comes, my vajra wheel can block it for two hours! ”
"Xiao Rong, Ling'er!" Yuan Zhenzi turned his head again and said, "You are optimistic about this family. I'll let these little ghosts in and destroy them first, and then I'll go all out to deal with the hundred-year-old ghost king! ”
After saying that, Moto-Mako stepped forward and opened the door. When the door opened, the ghosts outside roared in. The room was immediately overcast with gusts, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls was endless.
After Yuan Zhenzi and the other ghosts entered the house, he immediately closed the door, took out two small spiritual runes from his arms, pinched them in his hand and recited the spell in his mouth, and then raised his fingers and shouted: "Disease! ”
The two spirit runes burned and flew out, and with a breath, two clouds of golden light appeared in the air. Immediately transformed into two golden-armored gate gods holding swords!
After the two door gods were formed, they saw countless powerful ghosts in front of them, and immediately roared and pounced, a burst of golden light shone brightly, and those fierce ghosts who were hit by the door gods ran away one after another, and all the powerful ghosts who were hit by the door gods would immediately wail and turn into a black smoke and dissipate invisible.
Yuan Zhenzi stood aside with a peachwood sword in his hand, and occasionally a ghost escaped to his side, and he would be immediately stabbed by the peachwood sword. Soul is destroyed.
Yuan Zhenzi smiled and looked at the ghosts in the house, shook the sword in his hand, and shouted: "Ghost raiser, don't come out yet." Do you really want me to ask you? ”
"Assert ......"
A strange laugh came, and a long sword suddenly appeared, with an evil and vicious aura. With a single sword, the two Golden Armor Gate Gods were smashed to the ground and dissipated between heaven and earth.
Then a man suddenly appeared inside the house. The wicked sword was in his arms, and the man was short and thin. The eyes were deep-set, and the skin was tightly pressed against the bones, as if there was no trace of flesh and blood, like a skeleton.
"Who are you? Killed all the ghosts I had been raising for years! "The voice of the person who came was harsh, like a rusty knife cutting the ground, and it was not like a human voice.
"Ghost keeper, you're finally willing to come out, give a name!" Moto-Mako said with a smile.
"I don't have a name, so you can call me a ghost keeper!" The ghost keeper said coldly, "You haven't answered my question yet!" ”
"My name is Yuan Zhenzi, a descendant of the Daomen of Longhu Mountain, and I am now under the Special Service Office directly under the Central Committee of China." Yuan Zhenzi asked again: "Where is your hundred-year-old ghost king?" What is the purpose of coming here? Who's that guy behind you? ”
......The ghost keeper laughed again, and said gloomily: "You have too many problems, and dead people don't need to know so much." ”
"Ghost raiser, do you think you can kill me without the help of the ghost king?" Moto-Mako also wants to test the whereabouts of the Ghost King.
"You don't have to be tempted, I can tell you that the Ghost King is not here, but he is coming." The ghost keeper said disdainfully: "But without the ghost king, I can kill you as well." ”
After speaking, he didn't wait for Yuan Zhenzi to speak again, and a strange roar came out of his mouth, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out like a poisonous snake. The sword seemed to have life in itself, and the blue air on the blade of the sword swirled, and a trace of the cold of evil yin approached Yuan Zhenzi.
Yuan Zhenzi flew back a few steps, sneered twice, and shouted: "The sword is a sharp sword, it's a pity that it falls into your hands, you can also take a look at my sword!" ”
Yuan Zhenzi pinched the sword trick in his hand, silently recited a few words of the heart trick, a golden light flashed in his hand, and the peach wood sword in his hand turned into a three-foot-long Qingfeng long sword, and the sword body was cast with the pattern of the Big Dipper, which was Yuan Zhenzi's magic weapon Seven Star Sword.
"Heaven and earth are infinite, and Qiankun borrows the law! Disease! ”
The long sword in Yuan Zhenzi's hand turned into a golden light, flew up and stabbed at the ghost raiser, and the ghost raiser didn't even dodge, but just stood with a horizontal sword. I only heard a series of crisp crashing sounds of "Ding Ding Ding ......", and the first wave of attacks was easily blocked by the ghost keepers.
Yuan Zhenzi's face showed a little strangeness, and the mantra in his mouth was silently recited, and he couldn't help but drag the seven-star sword in the air to fly up and down, pointing, stabbing, hanging, splitting, wiping, and piercing, attacking the ghost raiser like a storm.
Moreover, the speed of the Seven Star Sword is also getting faster and faster, and gradually it is no longer clear with the naked eye, and only one after another can see the golden light flying around the ghost keeper, and there is a crisp sound of metal colliding from time to time.
The ghost raiser was like a ghost, his body was light and fluttering, and he didn't seem to have half of his strength, but no matter how fast Yuan Zhenzi's seven-star sword was, he was not slow at all, and the strange-shaped long sword in his hand brought up a cold air, and it always dissolved the attack of Yuan Zhenzi's flying sword like mercury in an understatement.
Gradually, Yuan Zhenzi's face changed a little, most of the people who have always raised ghosts are weak and don't know martial arts, but I didn't expect this guy to have a superb martial arts, not under him, and the sword qi exudes a ghost energy, which can actually weaken the opponent's strength.
But the problem is that the ghost king is rushing here, and he is about to arrive, and he will definitely be defeated at that time, although Xiao Rong and Yu Ling'er are powerful, they have no experience in dealing with ghosts, and at most they can keep themselves safe, and the family of three will die. (To be continued......)
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