"Ignorance and evil obstacles, it is simply nonsense to dare to boast of the power of the Heavenly Realm. Boy, you're still far from the Heavenly Realm! Facing the extremely vicious Jiang Yingyu, Duan Chunfeng's eyes were wide-eyed, magnificent, and he did not lose the wind at all. I only heard an angry shout, and stretched out his hand to point at Jiang Yingyu and scolded angrily.

Jiang Yingyu only hated the itchy root of his teeth, and he was annoyed and angry when he broke the secret of stealing human food. Xu is panicked, or maybe he is eager for revenge, in short, since the moment Jiang Yingyu devoured the secret pill from the Dongyi clan regardless of everything, he and Duan Chunfeng were destined to fall into an endless situation today. "It's come to this, and it's useless to say more. You don't have to be hard-mouthed old things, today I want you to see how powerful our group of ants are, hum! ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Yingyu waved his hand, and saw dozens of soul slaves exerting force at the same time, and in an instant, a miserable mist and gloom clouds condensed behind the soul slaves, and they got rid of the image of the evil ghost depicted in the album. The little ghosts were hunched up, white and white all over their bodies, and their mouths were singing sad voices like crying and complaining. Under the traction of the breath, the dozens of miserable mist clouds were actually linked together in the air, and suddenly the evil ghosts cried together, so it was not eerie and terrifying. Outside the courtyard, Lu Shuangol had already moved away from the center of the battlefield, but since the sound of this cry sounded, he clearly felt that his perception of the power of heaven and earth had been suppressed, and he secretly tried, and actually found that he couldn't even exert one-twelfth of his previous strength. In addition to being frightened, Lu Shuangol was even more worried about the mysterious old man who was surrounded by dozens of soul slaves, he really couldn't imagine how much pressure Duan Chunfeng was under at this moment.

Duan Chunfeng hadn't made a move yet, but the black cloud treading snow hiding behind him heard such a sound, and he shivered all over, and in an instant, a pair of eyes widened. I only heard it humming and snorting, panting heavily, as if it was dyed by this gloomy atmosphere, and my heart inevitably gave birth to fear. In a hurry, maybe Heiyun Treadxue didn't pay attention to himself, but he gasped and inhaled, and a cloud of black gas came out of his mouth and nose, which was obviously the effect of breathing. As the qi of heaven and earth poured into his body, the figure of the black cloud stepping on the snow gradually stabilized, not only that, but I saw it suddenly raise its premise at the soul slaves who were crying incessantly, and used all its strength to let out a "sigh law" hiss. The best way to overcome fear is to face it, and the evil ghost cries and neighs at the horse, although there is no follow-up power, but it is enough to strengthen the courage of the black clouds to step on the snow.

Duan Chunfeng naturally felt the change in the aura on Heiyun Taxue behind him, and he glanced at Heiyun Taxue without a trace, and in addition to the trace of surprise and surprise in his eyes, there was a trace of joy. "Hehe, strange things happen every year, especially this year. I don't know where Li Laogui picked up the treasure of Xiao Minzi, it's just that this righteous son is outstanding, and even this kid's mount can actually learn this mysterious exercise. Duan Chunfeng couldn't help but let out an appropriation, and in the midst of a chuckle, he tapped his toes, and in an instant, he rose into the air and stood horizontally on the encirclement of these dozens of soul slaves. I saw that his hands were unpredictable, pointing in the air, and after a while, where Duan Chunfeng's fingers lingered, blue-green flowers and plants bloomed in an instant. If it is a soul slave and a demon who is dead, then the green flowers and plants are full of vitality.

The green qi sprinkled from Duan Chunfeng's fingertips, and everywhere he went, it dispersed the gloomy clouds and blew away the miserable mist. Vitality seems to be the natural enemy of death, and the spread points out, and the soul slave and the phantom behind it are suddenly reduced. But at the same time, this vitality seemed to have a fatal attraction to the soul slaves, and although they hesitated for a short time, they finally flocked to them. It's like a tiger that has been hungry for a long time and encounters its prey, only to pounce on it.

Duan Chunfeng seemed to have expected this, he still stopped in mid-air, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. It's just that no one noticed, as the green qi continued to gush out, there were a few more strands of white hair on Duan Chun's head, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were a little deeper.

Finally, under the flutter, the soul slave opened his mouth wide and touched the rootless flowers and plants that were born in the sky. Duan Chunfeng watched them talk about the sky full of green and swallow in his mouth and was indifferent, not only was he not in a hurry, but a trace of sneer appeared on his face. When Jiang Yingyu saw that this mysterious plant and tree was swallowed by the soul slaves, he was suddenly ecstatic, and couldn't help but let out an arrogant laugh. But soon, the subtle changes in Duan Chunfeng's expression fell into his eyes, and Jiang Yingyu realized that something was wrong. I saw that his face was stunned, and then he took out the yellow rune paper in a panic, and roared hoarsely: "Stop, stop for me." But even if Jiang Yingyu shouted heartbreakingly, it was already too late. I saw that the soul slaves who devoured the green grass and trees began to melt full, and in an instant, their already rickety and thin bodies were strangely missing. Half of the cheek, a piece of the skull.... In just a few breaths, Jordan's mansion turned into a miserable Shura field, and even veterans of the battlefield such as Lu Shuangol couldn't help but sigh when they saw this scene in the courtyard. Although the shell had festered and decayed, the group of soul slaves seemed to be unconscious, and they still moved numbly, continuing to pounce on the green flowers and plants.

The flesh festered, the green was still green, the grass and trees bloomed silently, silently guiding the soul slaves, and the moths kept pouring in.

"Ahh Jiang Yingyu couldn't help but let out an angry roar when he saw this, the medicinal power in his body was still not completely opened, but he didn't want to wait any longer. The talisman paper in his hand and the soul slave in the courtyard were temporarily borrowed from the mysterious mute in the Jordan Tower, although he didn't care about the life or death of the soul slave, but he still needed this group of inhuman monsters to delay the time for him to prescribe the medicine, so he had to take the means of the dumb man's secret teaching.

"Old thing, you forced me."

Jiang Yingyu burst out again, only to see him gather the power of heaven and earth, and the yellowing rune paper was condensed in the air. Then he turned his hand into a knife and slashed his palm. Jiang Yingyu's eyes were gloomy, and he pulled the blood to gather on the rune paper. I saw that he tapped his fingertips and scribbled on the rune paper, drawing a mysterious picture. As the blood melted into the rune paper, the soul slaves' movements gradually stopped, and they stopped the frenzied onslaught, and began to stand in place and tremble.

Duan Chunfeng's eyes froze, he quietly watched the changes in the field, as if he remembered something, suddenly his eyes widened, and a trace of complicated light flashed.

The white mist that shrouded the heavens and the earth gradually shrank, and the soul slaves also sat cross-legged on the ground, they lowered their heads and fell into a deathly silence. In the mansion, only the gray ferocity of Jiang Yingyu and the little green of Duan Chunfeng were left, and the clouds were cleared and the fog dispersed, but the depression in this mansion became more obvious. To be precise, the more the miserable fog and gloom condensed, the more strange the atmosphere in the house became. Although the black cloud has the method of breathing on the snow, the breath in the courtyard makes it quite uncomfortable. Duan Chunfeng looked at the gradually shrinking white mist without saying a word, but he didn't forget to wave his hand, letting a cloud of turquoise wrap the black clouds and step on the snow, which made the horse's irritability gradually stop.

At the same time, the white mist gathered above the heads of the soul slaves had already condensed into a cloud, and a small speck of dust was about to disappear, and the depression in the courtyard had also reached its peak.

"Hehe, old thing, don't you keep saying that tens of millions of people are just ants in front of the realm, and now I want you to know that even if it is an ant, if there are tens of millions, there will be no scum left to gnaw you." Jiang Yingyu let out a treacherous laugh, only to see a trace of evil charm flash in his eyes, and he roared in a low voice with an expressionless face: "Hehe, come out, Huangquan Demon." ”

As soon as Jiang Yingyu's words fell, he saw the dust that had just been condensed by the white mist burst open. Its momentum was surging, and it opened a circle of ripples, and the already broken bluestone slabs in the Jordan Mansion were twisted into mustard powder, and under the sprinkling, it covered everyone's eyes. In the midst of the fog, I remembered a groan with a rather frequencious frequency. Although it was still crying and complaining as before, the sound was more calm. In addition, there is a sound of "dong dong dong" I can't help but think of it, as if the bell and drum have been beaten, and it hits the soul directly.

Duan Chunfeng's ears moved slightly, even if he was holding his breath at the moment, his face was solemn. I saw him wave his sleeves, and the dust fell from the sky, and everyone saw a huge confused figure from the white mist. As this figure approached step by step, the true face was revealed.

It was a clumsy figure with a pale body, his eyes were blank, his head was lowered, and his white hair was swaying in the wind. Although the figure was tall, its back was hunched to the ground, and its long fangs were yellowish and emitted a foul smell. The figure held a mourning stick wrapped in white silk in his hand, and with each step, the mourning stick hammered the ground, making the sound of "dong dong dong" that he had heard earlier.

As the name suggests, this is indeed the Yellow Springs Demon!

I saw that this evil ghost did not stop until he walked in front of the green flowers and trees hanging in the air in the courtyard, unlike the previous soul slave, this evil ghost seemed to have its own consciousness. I saw him glance at the lump of green with slanted eyes, and then stretched out his thin palm, grabbed it with his big hand full of spikes, and grabbed the lump of green, and stuffed it into a big mouth full of foul water, and only a few chews, the lump of green dissipated.

Seeing that the green flowers and trees had lost their original power over this evil ghost, Jiang Yingyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then let out a wild laugh. Duan Chunfeng glanced at Jiang Yingyu coldly, and then his gaze fell on this evil ghost, he held his chin with his hand, and fell into deep thought.

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