The Taoist priest spat fragrant in his mouth, cursed, and couldn't wait to greet the fat man's family.

But no amount of scolding will help.

Although Ding Xiaoyi knew Chubby's style for a long time, he was helpless when he saw him say that he would leave, and he didn't forget to close the door for himself before leaving.

When he looked up at the top of his head, he saw two identical shadows hanging upside down above his head.

The only difference is that one shadow is crying and the other is laughing.

I cried sadly, but when I listened carefully, I felt that this thing was laughing.

The one who laughed looked like he was smiling, but when he looked closely, he felt that this guy was crying.

The appearance of crying and laughing made him feel upset for a while.

"Whatever you are, come down for me!" With an angry roar, Ding Xiaoyi turned over and slapped it.

A strong light rose in the palm of the hand, and the power of three different rules actually converged in the palm of the palm at the same time, and he slapped it down.

The space around it collapsed, and a withering force mixed with the rules of light.

The two shadows didn't even have time to parry, and they were instantly smashed to pieces.

Under the strong light, even the fragments were quickly dried and consumed under the power of withering, and finally turned into broken bones and scattered on the ground.

However, a strange scene appeared, only to see the bones on the ground suddenly turn into liquid, and then under the continuous surge, they actually regenerated blood and flesh.

In the blink of an eye, eight figures stood up from the ground, their expressions and figures exactly like their own.

It's just that the expression on everyone's face is very different.

Crying or laughing, sad or angry.

The eight faces seem to reflect the different emotions of the eight.

"Boy, don't use force, these guys are all things born of yin magic, it's useless to kill them."

Seeing this, the Taoist priest stomped his feet anxiously.

But he didn't dare to relax in the slightest, stepping on the seven-star Beidou under his feet, and his figure moved, slowly turning the third dragon pillar.

"Yin Demon? If you can't kill, what should you do? Ding Xiaoyi asked.

"Drag, when I get something, let's leave, no matter what kind of yin demon it is, they can't see the light, and they will disperse after a long time!"

The Taoist priest couldn't explain the origin of the Yin Demon.

It's not that he doesn't understand, but it's too complicated, and he can't say it clearly.

The two of them were talking, and the eight shadows in front of them had already started to kill Ding Xiaoyi.

What he never imagined was that as soon as the eight shadows made a move, it was actually the power of the rules he had just used.

I saw the shadow figure move, and the next moment it appeared beside him, and with a wave of his hand, black nets like hair shrouded him.

The black web looks as thin as a hair, but if you look closely, those slender black lines are clearly spatial cracks.

This is clearly his own ability, and he has been used by the other party to such a strange and skillful degree.

Ding Xiaoyi was taken aback in his heart, and he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, so he raised his hand and smashed his fist against the black net.

The strong spiritual energy formed a high wall in front of him, shattering the black net in front of him at the same time, and knocking the shadow out without falling.

But immediately followed by two shadows, one left and one right.

As soon as the left side shot a strong light like a cannon, and the shadow on the right raised his hand, it instigated the power of silence, causing everything in front of him to be silent.

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi could only retreat, but he was still hit by another shadow with a collapse fist, and his body flew out.

"Bang!" With a bang, a layer of fluorescence appeared on his body, and it was the Xuantong bracelet that sensed the danger and activated the Xuantong shield to block the punch for him.

I saw the cyan shield light flicker, and it quickly dimmed.

He was also shocked by this punch and flew more than ten meters away.

In an instant, it was too fast, and the eight shadows in front of him, any one of them had the strength of the calamity level, and they couldn't help but be able to use their abilities, and the most troublesome thing was that these guys didn't seem to be able to kill.

Eight together, it's hard to parry yourself.

"Am I fighting myself?"

Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi's voice trembled, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

He simply took out the mirror and pointed at the shadows, trying to figure out what the Yin Demon was.

I saw the mirror light shining on a shadow, and after a while, I listened to the ghost mirror.

[The water of the yin demon, reflecting the five aggregates, the phantom yin demon, corresponding to the five turbidities of the human heart, the ten major heart tribulations, and a hundred kinds of troubles, so it is called the yin demon, which is the shadow of itself, the power is unbreakable, the instrument cannot be killed, the law cannot be destroyed, and the heart is broken......]

I thought that looking in the mirror could give me an explanation, but I knew that I was talking a lot, and I didn't understand a word.

"Can't you speak human language??"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the ghost mirror and said.

However, the dog head on the back of the ghost mirror simply closed his eyes, and he looked like Lao Tzu was talking like this, which made him helpless.

At this moment, eight Yin Demon Bodies floated over like sneaks.

All kinds of rules, like a storm, smashed head-on.

This time, he didn't dare to be tough, so he could only continue the dismantling technique, fighting and retreating.

But after a while, Ding Xiaoyi realized what it was like to be beaten by a group of plug-ins.

The power of his own rules, these shadows can be copied in all of them, even the decomposition technique that he is proud of.

I saw a shadow who actually used the decomposition technique to fight the decomposition technique, which made him disgusting.

After only three or two strokes, the body was hung with color.

Ding Xiaoyi had to pull out Huang Quan and hold it in his hand, the blade was in the direction of, swinging layers of knife shadows, no matter what kind of rule power you are, you can't stand the edge of [Huang Quan] in his hand at all.

"Poof!"

With a flash of the blade, the two shadows were split by the lazy waist, and the other six shadows were stunned when they saw this, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the [Yellow Spring] in his hand

"I'll give you some color and open a dyeing workshop, come on, you can also conjure one up if you have the ability!"

Ding Xiaoyi wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, revealing a murderous aura under his eyes, and the person who pinched the mud still had three points of fire, let alone him.

After being pressed and beaten for so long, it is time to fight back and let these guys taste the power.

However, as soon as his words fell, he saw these shadows, put his hands together, and immediately actually conjured up a blade that looked exactly the same as Huang Quan.

What's even more excessive is that after the three or two shadows merged together, they turned into three heads and six arms.

Swing the knife in one hand and summon the power of the rules with the other.

What kind of person is this, it's just a walking bomber.

Seeing this, the corners of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth twitched: "Damn, I'm not human, but you are real dogs!" ”

Seeing this, Lao Dao, who was turning the fourth dragon pillar not far away, hurriedly shouted: "Don't come hard, you can't beat them even if you are an immortal!" ”

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he asked the Taoist priest, "Isn't this thing impossible to crack??" ”

As he spoke, Ding Xiaoyi seized the opportunity to cut off the head of the shadow in front of him, but this would only slow down the offensive and could not kill the other party at all.

"Yes, have you heard the story of Shakyamuni's enlightenment?"

The Taoist priest glanced back at him.

"What? What mud?? ”

Seeing his confused look, the Taoist priest rolled his eyes: "Forget it, when I didn't say it." ”

"I'm slot! You might as well not say, there's really no other way? ”

Ding Xiaoyi's heart was on fire when he was beaten, and he couldn't help but burst into foul language.

The Taoist priest looked innocent: "There is a way, you won't use it." ”

The special physique of the Yin Demon, if it is a person with a bright and open heart, even an eighty-year-old man can use a cane to knock them into melon skins.

But if you meet someone who has a particularly heavy heart, even if the gods see it, they have to take a detour.

Ding Xiaoyi divided eight in one breath, which is far worse than the old nose of the fifty yin demons of Sakyamuni, but even if it is eight, not everyone can deal with it.

"That thief bald man runs so fast, his heart must be very dirty!" After the Taoist priest finished speaking, he did not forget to add a sentence.

But seeing that Ding Xiaoyi was about to be unable to hold on.

The Taoist priest could only say: "Hold on any longer, it will be done!" ”

As he spoke, he saw the Taoist priest slowly turning the dragon pillar in front of him,

I saw that with the rotation of the dragon pillar, the box hanging in the middle of the dragon pillar slowly fell.

Seeing this, the Taoist priest's eyes lit up, he took the box, kicked it in his arms, turned around and ran: "It's done, hurry up!" ”

When Ding Xiaoyi heard this, he kicked away the yin demon in front of him, and ran back behind the Taoist priest's buttocks.

The previous entrance was sealed by Chubby.

The Taoist priest didn't panic at all, he spotted a small path on the side, and ran inside with Ding Xiaoyi.

"Can I get out of this way?"

Ding Xiaoyi looked at the path in front of him, and his heart was bottomless for a while, the shadow in his heart from the last trip to the underground palace was still there.

"Don't be afraid, this is a side grave for burial, I haven't found the main grave yet, there are not so many mechanisms."

As soon as the words fell, the Taoist priest suddenly paused, looking ahead with an ugly face.

Ding Xiaoyi followed closely behind, almost colliding with him, and said in annoyance: "Why did you stop!" ”

After speaking, he looked ahead, and he was stupid for a while.

Looking at the lake in front of him, he couldn't help but secretly say: "I'm slot, fat, you're making a big deal out of me!" ”