"Murong Fangshi?"

An Liang couldn't help but glance at the old man more, but found that his eyes, which seemed to contain essence, were also looking at himself!

"Murong Fangshi, it's not good...

Liu Banxian saw that Murong Fangshi didn't know why he came here, and his face was also a little happy, and he was busy wanting to report the broken Divine Dragon Stone!

Unexpectedly, Murong Fangshi waved his hand and did not let Liu Banxian continue, but slowly walked in front of An Liang and looked at An Liang carefully.

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible...

As he spoke, he put his gaze back on the dead air stream in front of him, and walked to the edge of the stream with the four people behind him, Liu Banxian and the sixteen of them saw that Murong Fangshi was coming, and they immediately breathed a long sigh of relief, and they also followed with a little relaxation.

"Can you feed the afterlife?"

An Liang shrugged his shoulders, not knowing what the old man was talking about, but he quickly followed and walked to Liu Banxian's side.

"Uncle Liu, who is this old man?"

When Liu Banxian heard this, he hurriedly covered An Liang's mouth: "Shhh Don't be unreasonable! This is the manager of the second-level Yishi Pavilion, Murong is in charge. ”

“。。。”

An Liang felt several black lines on his head quickly draw down...

Ishikaku... What the hell is the manager!! What the hell is Murong single-handed!! It's more than a half-immortal!!

An Liang's conscience was about to explode, how could this Yishi Pavilion not have anything in the yang world at all.

He thought that the name of the Yishi Pavilion was so high, and what kind of pavilion master, elder, and worship should be inside, and what kind of netherworld thing was this manager...

However, for the sake of this group of people being so respectful to this old man, An Liang didn't say anything, but he turned on the pupil of heavenly vision, wanting to see what was unusual about this old man.

After the evolution of his pupil of heavenly vision, he can see a trace of the qi on the person, and the blackening of the Yin Tang that some charlatans say is a 'qi' on the person, but they liars can't see it, they just use such a word to cheat money...

"This... This is?!! ”

Under An Liang's heavenly eyes, he actually saw that the rickety old man was exuding a faint milky white aura, just like the fog in the morning, but it was not obvious.

And the two men and two women behind him also have some, but they are so thin that they are almost invisible, and the sixteen people of these so-called Yishi Pavilion branches, except for Liu Banxian, the fat monk, the old Taoist priest and the middle-aged man in the denim suit, also have a trace of aura on their bodies, and others can't see it at all.

"These fogs are ... Walking? ”

An Liang really couldn't explain what this mist was, the qi on the body of ordinary people was only condensed on the top of his head and in the Yin Hall, but this old man was emitting it all over his body, and the qi of ordinary people did not have the color of milky white at all.

"North, South, South, North!"

"The disciple is here!"

Four neat answers.

"The dragon pattern stone has been shattered, there are too many powerful ghosts here, cloth pocket array!" The old man's hoarse but majestic voice came.

"Yes!"

After hearing this, the two men and two women took out a stack of small yellow flags from the backpack on their backs and inserted them on a clearing, but each time they inserted them, the four of them would chant an inexplicable incantation in their mouths.

And under An Liang's Heavenly Vision, there was a trace of golden light mist on the yellow flag, and with the spells of these four people, the golden light mist on the flag gradually condensed, turning into a golden silk thread, and connected to the previous flag.

The old man slowly turned around, smiled at Liu Banxian and the sixteen of them, and said, "Fellow pavilion friends. ”

"Ge You?"

An Liang didn't know why, his ears always heard something strange, and he didn't know if there was something wrong with his brain.

Liu Banxian and the other sixteen people saw that Murong had spoken, and hurriedly listened respectfully, they usually don't see these seniors in the warlock world, and if they can see him make a move today, they can't help but open their eyes!

Like they are just some small warlocks who have learned some side doors, and a monk like Murong Yishou is a warlock who has the blessing of heaven and earth creation and chance, and is also known as an organic warlock...

"This forbidden place has existed for too long, and the general manager of our second-level alien pavilion specially sent me to solve it, but only a few of us are still a little weak, so I want to ask you to take action and dispose of these evil things together!"

Murong's rickety body straightened up slightly, and a pair of deep eyes looked at Liu Banxian and more than a dozen others.

"That, Murong Fangshi, there are eight hundred evil creatures down here, and each of them is a powerful ghost-level existence, we have no problem fighting alone, and we can guarantee undefeat in the face of the top three or two."

After a pause, one of them said, "But there are so many of them that we can't do anything about it." ”

"That's right, Murong Fangshi, we're really powerless...

Seeing this, Murong also smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I have already set up a pocket array, and I can only release fifty or sixty powerful ghosts at the same time, you can kill them with confidence!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the joy on the faces of Liu Banxian and the others also appeared, and Murong really had one hand!

With the pocket array, they only need to face two or three powerful ghosts on average, and with their strength, they can still do it.

"Since there is a large array of Murong Fangshi's blessings, then we will not accompany you... Ah, no, then I'll die! ”

"I'm willing to be famous... No, no, no, make a contribution, hehe. ”

"Amitabha, that poor monk has nothing to excuse."

Although these people are not high-minded, they are also qualified strangers absorbed by the Alien Pavilion. . . Well, qualified!

"Sand sculptures? What sand sculptures? ”

And An Liang on the side had been paying attention to the four disciples in the southeast, northwest, and northwest to arrange the big formation, and just came back to his senses, he heard Murong say what sand sculpture he said?

When the people around heard this, they all cast disdainful looks, they were so presumptuous in front of Murong Fangshi, and they were really a little spicy chicken who didn't know etiquette.

Murong didn't get angry with one hand, just smiled faintly: "Everyone, please prepare magic weapons and spells quickly, the big array is about to open." ”

。。。

"Amitabha, the poor monk's Dharma Vessel Relic Buddha Beads, the Supreme Buddha's Light Protection!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the Poor Dao Magic Weapon is nothing to dust, and the Sanqing Heavenly Venerable is helping!"

"The cigarette smoke is swirling around the earth immortals, and the earth immortals practice in the people, bow to Wong Tai Sin!!"

"The avenue is swinging, the demons are invisible, and the ghosts are slain with the copper coin sword!"

"Maoshan is on the right path, Tiangang Five Thunders Duel!"

All of these dozen or so people took out their housekeeping skills, and what they showed An Liang was dazzling, it was really a hodgepodge of various spells, and he could be regarded as having opened his eyes.

A group of people all took out their magic weapons, or sacrificed their housekeeping techniques, but An Liang didn't move, and those people in the Alien Pavilion couldn't help but laugh when they saw this scene.

"This kid doesn't even have a magic weapon."

"Not only magic weapons, I'm afraid I can't even use some low-level spells."

"I can't do magic, then I can't even count as a warlock, hehe, I really don't know how this kid dares to stay here."

Liu Banxian was also a little stunned, looked at An Liang, and when he saw the broken ghost jars here, he thought that this young man had ambushed him, so he subconsciously thought that this was also a warlock, but who knew that An Liang would not know anything...

"Young man, why are you not a warlock staying here?!! It's too late to withdraw! Hide behind us for a while! ”

Liu Banxian still couldn't help but say that it was too late to let An Liang go, so he could only let him hide, but they might not be able to separate their backgrounds to protect him.

"Ahem, I should be a warlock, magic weapon... I have. ”

Saying that, An Liang exchanged a rapid flame tongue UZI from the exchange space, and after the previous one inspired the superordinate disintegration, it was already broken, so he could only endure the pain in his flesh, and spent more than four hundred super-degree value exchanges.

Everyone looked at a small red gun that An Liang took out, and was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, leaning forward and back, almost dying of laughter...

"Hahaha!!"

"Look, this kid pulled out a toy gun!!"

"Eh, I'm laughing to death, kid, I want to play at home and go to the kindergarten to play!!"

These people really didn't expect An Liang to take out a gun, how the red color looked like a toy to coax children.

Although it looks more realistic, they don't believe that this is a real gun, even if it is a real gun, it is useful to fight ghosts? You can't even hit the ghost hair.

An Liang didn't explain, just smiled indifferently, and would rather quarrel with smart people than say a word to stupid people.

"Buzz!"

As the chess pieces of the four people in the south, east, and west were completely arranged, a large array in the shape of a pocket was formed, and the hundreds of small flags trembled slightly, exuding some strange atmosphere.

And in An Liang's eyes, on the small flag arranged in the shape of a pocket, a golden light curtain rushed out, enveloping the stream of dead air, and at the same time, a small opening was opened on their side, which was probably the pass that could control the entry and exit of evil creatures.

Murong saw that the great array had been completed, as if he hadn't heard the conversation of the others, and turned his head to look at An Liang with a smile.

"Little friend, take the supernatural powers...

As a result, everyone's laughter stopped abruptly, and they really didn't understand why Murong said to this kid with one hand, but looking at the kid in front of him, he slowly stepped forward with an indifferent expression, and stuffed a dark purple bead on the shore into his pocket...

"Boom!"

The moment the basalt bead was put away, the entire stream of dead qi burst violently, and the black waves of water surged violently, but they were all intercepted by the invisible light curtain.

"Click!"

"Squeak!!"

Bursts of bones clashing and screaming sounded, and then dozens of black ghosts rushed out of those streams!

Where can these people in the Yishi Pavilion still see that after the Divine Dragon Stone is broken, it can still be suppressed for a while, which is clearly the means used by this young man.

At this moment, all eyes were filled with deep disbelief, and they glanced at the figure of this young man! Apparently shocked by this young man's methods!

But soon, everyone in the Yishi Pavilion couldn't care less about being shocked, and looked at the dozens of powerful ghosts, their faces were calm!

Ghost Run! For a while, the wind was blowing, and the incomparably fishy and rotten smell spread around this stream!

The disgusting rotting grimaces seemed to be celebrating the escape from the foot of the Five Finger Mountain, screaming like a monkey...