Burst!

No matter how hard the ghost struggles, there is no way to get rid of the end of being burned. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

No matter how they struggled, they couldn't extinguish the flames, and the flames attached to the ghosts, burning more and more hot, and several ghosts were finally burned to charcoal and completely disappeared into the underworld.

However, Biqing Lao Dao was not the slightest excited, but there was an indescribable pain on his face.

The ghost was burned to the ground, but the oil lamp on the top of Lao Dao's head, which was originally full of lamp oil that seemed to overflow at any time, evaporated nearly one-third out of thin air, and the flame the size of a peanut was also reduced to only the size of a pea, and the enveloping range was reduced again and again, from the beginning of one zhang to the current half of a zhang, and if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that even the brightness of the light has become a lot dimmer.

"Damn it. ”

After Biqing Lao Dao took a closer look, the pain on his face became even heavier.

This lamp is his Dharma lamp, called Tianyang Lamp, the Dharma lamp will not be extinguished, and external evil will not invade.

The Tianyang lamp burns not ordinary lamp oil, but heavenly silver refined from the beliefs of all living beings.

Even with the status of the old Tao in the religion, it is not much in a year.

Lao Dao chased forward for a distance, the ghosts knew how powerful he was, and they didn't dare to attack again, Biqing Lao Dao felt sorry for Tianyin, so naturally he wouldn't take the initiative to provoke him, and the two sides were safe, but it also saved a lot of trouble.

Biqing Lao Dao's figure crossed the wandering spirits with empty eyes, and even saw a few teams of ghosts who were receiving souls on the way, but there was no trace of Ma Wu.

After going deeper for more than 100 miles, Biqing was blocked by a large river dozens of miles wide and with yellow water.

"Yellow Spring!"

Biqing Lao Dao often comes to ghosts, so he naturally knows the danger of the river in front of him.

Don't look at this river, it looks calm on the surface, but it is a hidden murderous machine, and there are many unjust deaths lurking in it, and they are unwilling to die in their hearts.

If there is no protective power, it will be torn apart and devoured by them in an instant.

A wandering spirit with empty eyes and a dull face, unaware of the potential crisis, floated forward without the slightest sense of prevention.

As he floated to the center of the river, the calm waters tumbled abruptly, and blood-colored bony hands stretched out.

grabbed him and disappeared into the river in an instant, the speed was so fast, if it wasn't for Biqing Lao Dao to see it really, he would definitely think it was just dazzling.

"Humph!"

The oni who escorted the departed spirit looked at the devoured geist with no expression on his face, such a thing he had long been used to.

I don't know how many geists are devoured by the Yellow Spring every year.

Silently, he took out a half-foot-long boat tied with paper from his arms and gently placed it on the Yellow Spring.

It is strange to say, the yellow spring water is turbulent, nothing is insoluble, but it can not shake the paper boat for half a minute, the paper boat expands at a speed visible to the naked eye, and after a while, it becomes a hundred meters long, up to several zhang, full of pavilions and pavilions, carved beams and painted buildings, I don't know what kind of material to make the building boat.

"Get on board and pull!"

The big ship docked on the shore, and one by one the spirits were escorted to the cabin by the ghosts.

Biqing Lao Dao saw that the space on the ship was very wide, and he also walked in. The ghost cha glanced at Biqing, and saw that there was a palm-sized oil lamp above his head, shooting out all kinds of brilliance, protecting his body, not to mention ordinary ghosts, even the pervasive yin qi could not be contaminated, naturally he was not an ordinary person.

A few ghosts made eye contact, and saw that Biqing didn't seem to be a troublemaker, and the space on the building was wide, and there was no one who was not bad for Biqingdao, so he simply didn't see it.

The big boat walked very steadily on the Yellow Spring, whether it was the turbulent Yellow Spring or the bone hands that poked out of the water from time to time, it never let it stop for a moment.

There were a few ghosts who wanted to attack the big ship in the middle, but a translucent light film suddenly rose from the outside of the building ship, and the ghosts hit their heads on the light film, and they were all bounced away in an instant.

Countless ghosts greedily looked at the spirits in the building boat, and the countless spirits in the building ship were no less than a gluttonous feast for them.

The black pressed, I don't know how many evil ghosts lay on the light film, with sharp fangs, kept biting, trying to bite the light film.

A few ghosts didn't even glance at the powerful ghosts outside, chatting indifferently, obviously, they had absolute confidence in the defense of the light film.

Bi Qing looked at the evil ghosts gathered outside with some curiosity.

He had also crossed the Yellow Springs before, but with the protection of the Tianyang Lantern.

It was the first time to cross the river on a ghostly boat.

The fangs of the ghosts are surprisingly sharp, like a small chisel, constantly biting, Biqing's biting of them is still fresh in his memory, and it hurts when he thinks about it.

The bite of their single body is not too powerful, but the destructive power produced by the dense gathering of powerful ghosts is extremely amazing. Every time he crossed the river, half of his lamp oil was consumed.

Strange to say, that layer of light film seems to be weak, but it is surprisingly tough, and the ghost has bitten almost a cup of tea for almost a tea time, but it has not been damaged in the slightest.

It's really a powerful transport-type magic weapon.

The defense is even more amazing.

At least a third-order magic weapon.

Magic weapons are also ranked, although the skyyang lamp above Biqing's head is magical, it is only a second-order magic weapon.

And this seemingly inconspicuous building ship may be above the third order, otherwise there would not be such a strong defense.

Bi Qing looked at it with some envy, magic weapons are rare, and transport-type magic weapons are even more rare, only wealthy families with profound backgrounds, or gods with strong foundations, the Supreme Great Sect has such magic weapons.

But although Biqing was envious, he didn't dare to have a trace of snatching in his heart.

This magic weapon is used by the city god to attract the souls of the dead, and it has a soul mark on it. If he dares to move a little crooked mind, he will definitely be bombarded into slag by the city god.

It wasn't until the big boat slowly approached the shore that the black ghost gave up and returned to the river in a huff. The earthy yellow spring returned to calm again, as the large ship's hatch slowly opened.

One by one, the souls of the dead walked down in a long line under the escort of the ghosts.

Biqing is supported by the skyyang lamp, not afraid of yin at all, and there is also yin wind, without the protection of ghosts, the moment the big ship docks, it jumps down.

There are obviously fewer ghosts on the other side of the river, and there is no phenomenon of hunting and killing geismans in groups, which are obviously cleaned up regularly, but occasionally there will still be one or two fish that slip through the net.

He traveled more than a hundred miles in the barren ghosts, killing several fierce ghosts who tried to attack him.

After a careful search for a long time, I found no trace of Ma Wu.

Instead, he circled around and came to a huge city.

In front of Biqing, a huge city built of black stones, with a width of more than 100 miles, looked like a wild beast lying prone on the plain.

A divine light like a pillar of heaven soared into the sky, and in the divine light there were human beings, old or young, male or female, rich or poor, but they all knelt on the ground very reverently.

"Lord Chenghuang is merciful!"

"Lord Chenghuang is merciful!"

"Lord Chenghuang is merciful!"

A small and inaudible sound converged, as if dripping water gathered into a stream, and the stream converged into a river, and with the convergence of sounds, a huge sound resounded in the sky.

"Divine Light!"

"This is the pillar of the gods formed by the beliefs of all beings, representing the authority of the city god, when the pillar is overturned, that is, when the city god falls or falls into a deep sleep. ”

"I didn't expect to go around and around, and I actually came to the Dharma Realm of the City God. ”

Looking at the huge city and the divine light that reached the sky, Biqing's eyes showed a look of clarity.

"This place is under the jurisdiction of the city god of Zhibei County, and the five souls of Ma Wu must have been captured by the city god. ”

Lao Dao said secretly in his heart.