Looking at Tang Banbei in front of him, the two yin chasers trembling.

Back then, the demon knife almost turned the world upside down in the Ghost Mansion, and I don't know how many Ghost Mansion masters died under his scimitar. Now, although many years have passed, after confirming that Tang Banbei is the demon knife of the year, the two Yin Difference still can't help but feel deep fear.

"Ho ......"

Zhao Dazui, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly raised his head and let out an angry roar, and the silver needles on his arms were all shaken away, and Huo Ran stood up and walked towards the two yincha.

"Big mouth, don't be impulsive!"

Yu Qiniang exclaimed, frowning. Zhao Dazui used to smile all day long, looking harmless to humans and animals, but in fact he was the most violent. accidentally suffered a big loss, with his temper, he will never stop without tearing the two yin to pieces with his bare hands!

"Errand Office...... ......"

The two of them still want to rely on the name of the ghost mansion to be scary, but their hearts are even more frightened, the two of them can cast a soul hook sound, they can incarnate into a paper man, the means are very different from ordinary people, but they are just some small magical powers, and they will be instigated when they meet fierce people like Tang Banbei and Zhao Dazui. Such a fierce man, at least a ghost general like Meng Gu can take away their souls in person.

"Qi Niang, you get out of the way. I can't deal with the two little ghosts, so I can go back to Sin City and find a mountain peak and kill myself!"

Zhao Dazui pushed away Yu Qi Niang who was blocking in front of him, and pressed towards the two yin cha step by step, with each step, the power fluctuation in his body doubled, and a pair of fists flashed with black light, which seemed to have turned into two invulnerable hammers. Just now, he was indeed careless, he didn't expect that the chains in Ma Mianyin's hand had a big background, and now, he would never spare these two little ghosts.

Xia Qing stretched out his hand and pressed the hilt of Dugu Sword, and his heart became nervous, worried about Zhao Dazui.

The two yin chases kept retreating, one frantically shaking the soul bell in his hand, and the other wielding the powerful god and demon chains, trying to deter the murderous Zhao Dazui, but the latter didn't even look at it, and pressed forward step by step, and a thicker black light appeared from his fist, spreading out to envelop his whole body, as if he was incarnated as the master of darkness.

The two yin cha were trembling all over, and they were even more frightened, while Xia Qing's eyes lit up, staring at every movement and change of Zhao Dazui, knowing that this was the real Eternal Night Horror Fist, giving people boundless fear before they made a move.

"Killing a cow with one punch is not a skill. ”

"When you punch out, you can let the opponent die whenever you want, and that's what you want to do!"

Xia Qing remembered what Zhao Dazui had said, and was a little unimpressed at the time, but now he knows that it is not an exaggeration at all, and he is far from learning Zhao Dazui's true skills.

"Big mouth, that's enough, let them go, these little ghosts can't be killed, and it's not interesting to kill them. The old shopkeeper said suddenly, without looking at the two yin differences from beginning to end, and staring at the night sky.

Lu Madman also kept looking at the night sky, and seemed to notice something, but he kept silent and never said a word.

"Hmph, the big ghost wants to be killed, and the little ghost can't be let go, kill as many as you want! After killing these two little ghosts, ...... again"

Zhao Dazui really moved his murderous intent this time, and continued to press up viciously, and was about to punch and kill the two yin, when he suddenly stopped.

In the night sky, the poisonous fog suddenly rolled over a large area, and there were bursts of ghosts crying wolf howls in the yin wind, as if the ghost door of the ghost mansion was wide open, and countless ghosts rushed out. The temperature dropped sharply, Xia Qing felt indescribably cold, and it was useless to frantically urge the inner fire power of his body, so cold that he shivered all over, and his skin was suddenly covered with a layer of frost. At the same time, the soul stirred, and an invisible cold aura came from the air, as if it wanted to tear everyone's soul out of the body.

"Qi Niang, protect Qing'er!"

The old shopkeeper commanded, his face solemnized, "Big mouth, you and the drunkard also went over to protect Qing'er, Qi Niang may not be able to deal with it alone!"

"Good!"

Tang Banbei was very crisp, walked quickly to Xia Qing's side, raised the wine jug and took a sip of spirits, and then suddenly sprayed on Xia Qing's body, drenching it from head to toe. Suddenly, Xia Qing's body was filled with the smell of alcohol, but it was strange to say, his body warmed up all of a sudden, and the soul in his mind was also settled, not affected by the cold breath in the air.

Zhao Dazui stood still, looking at the two yin differences fiercely, still unwilling to forget it like this.

The wind was howling, the air was colder, and the poisonous fog that covered the sky and the sun rolled wildly.

The madman also became solemn, took out a handful of nails from his arms and threw them. Some of the nails fell to the ground, some were nailed to the wall, and they looked very chaotic and undisciplined, but there was a strange fluctuation in the inn, and a ban was laid down with a raised hand.

"Big mouth, go quickly, what the other party wants is Qing'er's soul! Is it important to kill the two little ghosts, or is Qing'er's life important?" The old shopkeeper snorted, his tone became stern, and his face became more solemn. Xia Qing has been in the inn for so long, and he has never seen the old shopkeeper so dignified, even when Emperor Zhao Zixuan of Dakang and the head of the Heavenly Master Xiahou Xuanfeng invaded Wuzhou, the old shopkeeper looked relaxed, but now he is extremely dignified.

"Hmph, this account will be settled later!"

Zhao Dazui snorted, walked over quickly, sideways in front of Xia Qing, and Yu Qi Niang and Tang Banbei each occupied a position, forming a zigzag shape to protect Xia Qing. Shi Xuanxuan, who lived in the next room, couldn't hold her breath anymore, pulled out her sharp sword and walked out, standing side by side with Xia Qing.

Yu Qiniang was silent, and took out a box wrapped layer by layer from her arms, and after opening it layer by layer, inside the box was a book, and the cover was written with the three big characters of "Holy Fire Sutra". Yu Qi Niang blew up the natal vitality, and this holy fire sutra floated up, and then turned into countless golden needles to surround everyone, and a scorching flame came out of the golden needle, like a burning torch.

"Holy Fire Divine Skill?"

Tang Banbei was a little surprised, and said, "Qi Niang, the old lady Shangguan has passed on to you the treasures and supernatural powers at the bottom of the Zoroastrian pressure box?"

"Of course, who will do her errands if there is no benefit?" Yu Qiniang rolled her eyes.

Xia Qing's eyes widened, and he sensed a fierce aura and strong danger on these golden needles, each golden needle was like a living spirit, giving people a feeling of being everywhere. Inheriting such a wonderful treasure, Xia Qing was happy for her aunt Yu Qiniang, but also a little sad, "Auntie, are you really leaving?"

"Don't speak. Yu Qiniang had a cold face, as if she also noticed something unusual, or didn't want to answer.

Xia Qing didn't ask any more questions, and sighed secretly.

Although Aunt Yu Qiniang didn't say it directly, he knew that his aunt was probably really leaving. Perhaps, this is the last night with my aunt, the Zoroastrian altar is far away in the Central Plains, and I don't know when the next time we meet.