The murmuring of chanting, inaudible and inaudible, lingered in the room, like annoying flies, trapped in swarms of the room, rushing left and right, unable to find a way out.

The lights in the room suddenly dimmed, and finally turned off by themselves, but soon, a strange, unknown source of green light lit up in the room, shining on the face of Wang Yiting, who was staring at the ceiling with angry and round eyes, as if he saw his own mortal enemy, and did not move.

Suddenly, the curtains in the room were lifted by an inexplicable cold wind, and then, gusts of yin wind swirled in the room, unwilling to disperse.

A translucent, gray-white illusory figure suddenly floated straight up from the corpse, and looking at the face, it was Wang Yiting's ghost that was summoned.

Just after appearing, Wang Yiting's ghost still seemed a little wooden, his eyes were blank, and his focus was scattered, but soon, in the sound of small mantras, he seemed to suddenly come back to his senses, his eyes suddenly became smart, and after just a glance, he saw Meng Changtao, who was holding a peachwood sword, standing opposite and reciting a mantra with his eyes closed, and Liu Yongbo, who was concentrating on the Dharma protector.

After a short thought, it seemed that he remembered the situation before he died, and suddenly his face became hideous, opened his mouth, let out a beast-like roar, and pounced on the two.

However, in the face of such a scene, whether it is Meng Changtao or Liu Yongbo, they are all experienced people, whether they are cultivating or seeing, they are far more than Wang Yiting, how can they be afraid?

The two of them almost didn't move, and they didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, and they saw that Wang Yiting's ghost had just rushed to the edge of the red paper on the ground, and a golden charm that was one person high suddenly lit up, and the ghost suddenly let out a painful wail, and the whole person shrank into a cloud of black smoke, like a football, which was bounced out, and hit the red paper boundary behind him, and was bounced away again.

In this way, Wang Yiting's ghost bounced back and forth in the red paper realm several times, until even the screams became extremely weak, and then stopped moving.

The black smoke ball turned into Wang Yiting's appearance again, and his body was obviously thinner than before.

Even though it had just been punished, it not only did not show weakness, but was even more resentful, its eyes revealed bony hatred, staring at Liu Yongbo and Meng Changtao, and its mouth kept letting out a low roar.

But neither of them paid attention to it, still chanting the mantra, and the expressionless face was expressionless.

Wang Yiting's ghost already knew at this time that it could not touch the edge of the red paper, but it was in a hurry to go out to take revenge, so it could only keep going around in circles in the red paper realm, wandering back and forth.

Finally, it seemed to react, remembering that there was no red paper above its head, so it looked up and rushed towards the ceiling.

At this moment, Meng Changtao suddenly read aloud: "The yin and yang realms are different, and the empty altar contains yin souls!" Taishang Laojun is as anxious as a law! Harvest! ”

When the words fell, a black hole with a bowl mouth suddenly appeared on the ceiling, and the ghost rushed up again, so in the blink of an eye, Wang Yiting's ghost was taken in, and immediately, a ghost altar fell from it, and when the corpse was about to hit the ground, it hovered steadily.

"Tai Chi Yin and Yang, the five elements are reversed! Yin and Yang Flames, I take its Yin, turn it into flames, and burn the altar to sacrifice the soul! ”

With Meng Changtao's singing, a gloomy and translucent, flame-like object wrapped around the ghost altar and burned it.

Yin fire does not hurt ghosts much, and even for some special ghosts, it is like a tonic.

And Wang Yiting's ghost is exactly like this.

Just after the yin fire enveloped the ghost altar, it drilled into it vigorously, as if someone inside was constantly sucking, causing the yin fire not only to not flourish, but to gradually extinguish.

Seeing that the fire ball turned into flames, Meng Changtao turned his right hand down, grabbed the peachwood sword in his hand, pumped it hard, cut out a wound, and then threw the blood in the palm of his hand to the ghost altar, and the surface was immediately stained with a little blood, but soon, in just one or two seconds, it disappeared and was absorbed by the ghosts inside.

"Covering hands is yin, turning hands is yang! Yin and Yang are converted, and Yang Fire refines the soul! ”

Then, I saw Meng Changtao's right hand flipped, palm upward, and the cold yin fire was suddenly blocked, and in an instant, the raging fire was like pouring oil on the fire, and it exploded, the fire was very fierce, and the whole room was illuminated at once, without the previous gloomy and depressing feeling.

This time, the yin fire turned to yang fire, and the ghosts in the ghost altar were caught off guard, absorbed some yang fire into it, and suddenly let out a terrible scream, and the entire ghost altar began to shake constantly, looking painful.

The sealing spells on the surface lit up red one after another, suppressing them, but even so, they couldn't stop the ghost altar from shaking and swaying.

"Yin Fire! Come! ”

The yang fire was only practiced for two or three seconds, Meng Changtao flipped his palm again, and the yin and yang flipped again.

This hand of yin and yang flipping at will, so that Liu Yongbo who was watching from the side envied, with his realm and cultivation, it is very simple to take yin fire, but if you want to do the random flip of yin and yang, it is not so easy.

In this way, under Meng Changtao's continuous control and overturning, the fire of yin and yang continued to refine and cultivate the ghosts in the ghost altar.

It kept flipping like this, and after spending about half an hour, even if Meng Changtao cultivated to a high level, he would inevitably consume too much and sweat profusely.

After seven hundred and forty-nine flips, finally, Wang Yiting's ghost was strong enough to break through the ghost altar, and soon broke the ghost altar and escaped as a cloud of black mist.

As soon as it appeared, it rushed straight towards Meng Changtao and Liu Yongbo, obviously not forgetting what happened when he was dying, which also shows that its resentment is deep and difficult to eliminate in a short period of time, but this is exactly what Meng Changtao wants.

After the cultivation and sacrifice of yin fire and yang fire, Wang Yiting's ghost became very powerful, and when he rushed to the border of the red paper, the spell that emerged could not even knock it away, and he could only resist the impact and collision of the ghost again and again, making the spell constantly vibrate.

In this regard, Meng Changtao was not in a hurry, and shouted again: "Rune seals the corpse!" As soon as the words fell, red runes suddenly appeared on the surface of the red paper on the ground.

These runes are densely packed and numerous, and it is almost dazzling.

After it appeared, it began to swim like a tadpole, swimming towards the body of Wang Yiting lying on it, and after a while, it covered the whole body, and then disappeared.

But in fact, from the exposed skin, it can be seen that these runes are like imprints, falling on the surface skin of the corpse.

After losing those runes, the power of the red paper's blockade against the ghosts also disappeared, and the ghosts rushed out of the red paper realm in one fell swoop and pounced towards Meng Changtao and Liu Yongbo.

At this moment, I only heard Meng Changtao shouting, and the peachwood sword pointed out: "The ghost returns to the corpse!" Harvest! As soon as the words fell, the corpse on the ground took the initiative to open its closed mouth, and a powerful suction force came out from it, which captured the soul at once, and constantly tried to absorb it.

The ghost seemed very unwilling, but after struggling, he finally couldn't resist it and was sucked into his mouth.

Then, his mouth closed, and his eyes, which had been staring at him, were closed.

"Elder Meng, is this it?" Liu Yongbo, who had been watching from the side for a while, couldn't wait to ask after Meng Changtao finished his work.

Meng Changtao exhaled a long breath, and when he heard the words, he replied: "If you want to refine the Five Elements and Five Ghost Corpses, how can it be so simple?" Now it's just the beginning, and if you want to succeed, you have to find a place with heavy yang energy, and then carry out the refining sacrifice! Every time, it takes 7749 times, a total of 7749 days! Whether it succeeds or not, it depends on forty-nine days later! ”

Hearing this, Liu Yongbo nodded clearly, indicating that he understood.

"Alright, you can clean it up here! I'm a bit consumed, so let's go and rest first! Meng Changtao wiped the sweat from his forehead, and after speaking, he turned around and walked out of the room.

"Congratulations to the elders!" Seeing this, Liu Yongbo hurriedly sent him away respectfully.

After Meng Changtao left, he turned around and looked at the room, thought for a while, but also went out.

Asking for tickets~~ Is it a feeling that no one has seen it...... Eh~~

(End of chapter)