[The book continues from the above, and the last book said that Mu Qingming came to the tea shed of the Immortal Dao and did not see Zhao Liang. But he still pretended not to know that this was a conspiracy of the other party, and drank the tea with sweat medicine and hemp boiling. And another wave of immortal Taoists who were sent to the bloodbathed Mu family's small courtyard, also under the leadership of the four hall masters, took advantage of the fact that the enchantment in the small courtyard had not yet been activated, and slaughtered into the courtyard. Before they entered the courtyard, the barrier suddenly rose, and the dragon lockers immediately surrounded them. led out the plan of the immortal Taoists, and the four hall masters died in the small courtyard of the Mu family. After Mu Qingming, who drank the tea, immediately fainted on the table, Li Jin appeared in the tea shed again, and asked his subordinates to set up Mu Qingming, who was paralyzed, and brought him to the array. 】

Li Qing, the fourth hall master who was facing the hall, had a face full of astonishment, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes were twitching.

And Mo Han, who was standing behind the threshold of the main hall, also put away the faint smile on his face at this moment, and there was a trace of hatred and murderous aura in his eyes.

Changshengdao used her hatred, the hatred of killing Mei Xiang, who had been dependent on her for a long time, and the hatred that once brutally killed Qin Jing and Miao Jue and others. The old accounts of the Mu family's courtyard have been destroyed, and they will all be settled tonight.

In the midst of the barrier, there was a deathly silence.

Both sides stared at each other with big eyes; The dragon lockers could clearly see the fear and nervousness in the eyes of the Immortal Dao. The disciples of the Immortal Dao, on the other hand, saw anger and hideousness in their eyes.

Especially that fox demon Mo Han, who lost the water spirit of the past in his eyes, and all that was left was the cold and fierce killing intent, which made all the immortal Taoists can't help but tremble as long as they look at her.

The appearance of the other party's eyes with cold eyes has been deeply imprinted in their minds, lingering for a long time, causing a chill to run on their backs.

One of the more timid disciples, after Mo Han looked at each other for three breaths, finally couldn't bear the cold and vicious gaze, and couldn't help but tremble. Then he bent his knees, which were shaking like chaff, and knelt on the ground against Mo Han. After the short knife in his hand was also thrown to the ground on the side by him, he kowtowed heavily to Mo Han, and begged with a crying voice: "The little one will leave, can you give a way to live?" ”。

This move made the other disciples except the Fourth Hall Master Li Qing surrender one after another. And the palpitations and suffocation in the chest are getting heavier and heavier.

"Nope." After answering categorically, Mo Han raised his right hand without hesitation, raised it high and raised his finger to the sky after throwing himself into the enemy.

The cuffs of the dragonlocks shone brightly, and their respective weapons were drawn from their sleeves and fell into the palms of their hands.

The magic pen is still the brush; In Miaoyu's hand is a paper umbrella shaped like a treasure flag, and the surface of the umbrella is covered with talismans of different sizes and lengths, and a faint red glow emanates from the umbrella body.

As for the thing in Miaotian's hand, it was a short sword with a sword body that was no more than two feet long, but it was as clear as glass. There is also a trace of eerie cold air constantly overflowing on the sword body, and at a glance, I know that this sword is extraordinary.

The most bizarre thing was Miaole, holding in her left hand a bone flute made from the wing bones of a vulture eagle and no more than a foot long. The smooth flute was followed by the firelight, and there was a cold glow.

And above her right hand, there was a small green snake more than two feet long. However, this snake actually has a single glance on its forehead, which is more than an ordinary snake. In addition, behind this extra eye, there are often small horns that are more than an inch long, which is very different.

Just as the disciples of the Immortal Dao were all looking at the strange magic weapon in their hands with some curiosity and were slightly stunned, Mo Han, who had already put his hand down, disappeared in front of Li Qing, the master of the fourth hall.

The next second, when Li Qing was shocked again, and was about to look around to find Mo Han's figure, Mo Han had already appeared beside her out of thin air.

The hosta clenched in his hand was raised without hesitation and stabbed horizontally at Li Qing's slender crane-like neck.

That hosta is the one that Qin Qing gave to her before she died.

This is the method that Mu Qingming taught her before leaving; With Mo Han's cultivation, it is definitely not possible to fight hard with a disciple with some qualifications in the Immortal Dao, but if she uses her advantage of quick eyes and quick hands to give the opponent a surprise attack with the dodge technique of the dragon locker, she will definitely be able to catch the opponent off guard.

In recent days, Mo Han has been intensifying her practice in this area, in order to be able to kill her opponent with unmistakable precision when the battle starts.

And the action of raising her hand before was not only a signal to lock the dragons' hands, but also quickly pulled out the hosta on her head when she dropped her hand.

Sure enough, as Mu Qingming expected, when the sharp hairpin head of the hosta in Mo Han's hand easily pierced Li Qing's skin and pierced the major artery in her neck, the other party still didn't know.

She reflected when she knew that red blood was immediately spilling from the wound and sliding down her neck.

Li Qing's eyes widened, and his astonishment increased instead of decreasing. She turned her head slightly with great difficulty, and looked at Mo Han beside her with an incredible look, but she saw that there was still a trace of anger in the indifference on the other party's cheeks.

The dragon lockers also took action, and in an instant, this small courtyard was filled with blood and screams.

"This time, it's for the revenge that Sister Qinqing was brutally killed by you!" Mo Han said this, pulled out the hosta, and the blood gushed down like a waterfall, and she stood in front of Li Qing in a flash.

In a flash of light, the hosta in her hand had pierced into the other party's heart. Seeing that the other party suddenly collapsed, leaned forward and leaned his head on her shoulder, Mo Hanyou gritted his teeth and said, "This time, it's for everyone who has been poisoned by you!" ”......

After drinking the tea mixed with sweat medicine and hemp boiling, Mu Qingming suddenly felt that his eyelids were heavy, and his consciousness began to blur when he was dizzy.

It's like when you haven't woken up or haven't had a good night's sleep in a long time; In addition to dizziness, it is accompanied by a feeling of weakness in the limbs.

Mu Qingming turned his head forward, nodded a little, and then fell asleep on the table.

The teacup that he knocked over, after spilling a lot of tea on the table, rolled to the edge of the table, flipped down and fell to the ground, shattering into countless pieces of broken porcelain of different shapes.

The shopkeeper raised his hand and shook Mu Qingming, seeing that he still didn't move, but after continuing to fall asleep, he beckoned to the darkness outside the store.

Then, Li Jin, who had left for a while, walked out from the direction of the shopkeeper beckoning with Brother Wang's mask and a few disciples. Strode into the store, shook the unconscious Mu Qingming a few times, and after confirming that the other party was unconscious, Li Jin asked the disciples to set Mu Qingming up, picked up a bottle of wine, and poured a lot of wine on Mu Qingming's body and face.

In an instant, Mu Qingming's face was filled with a strong smell of wine.

This is for fear of encountering a patrol officer on the road, and once he is asked, it can be said that Mu Qingming will be drunk.

"Pack up here, and join me at the Eye of the Formation." Li Jin said this, and strode out of the tea shed with the disciples holding Mu Qingming, and walked away in the dark night.

They walked through the city for a long time and came to the East Temple Street. Walked to the middle of the street and turned a corner into an alley.

If Mu Qingming had opened his eyes at this time, he would definitely be able to see that this alley was the place where he had competed with the Eight Hall Masters of the Immortal Dao when he had just arrived in Kunming.

At the end of the alley was the deep well hidden in the small wooden house.

The seemingly ordinary, ordinary ancient well is the eye of the feng shui array in the entire Spring City. After all the spiritual energy in the feng shui array turns around in the leylines, it will first gather here, carry the dragon qi emitted from the seal in the well, and then flow back to the various leylines in the city.

At this moment, this alley was already full of Immortal Daoists. From the mouth of the alley to the end of the alley, every three steps, there were two immortal Taoists standing around the alley facing each other.

Even on the rooftops of the small wooden buildings on both sides, and under the cloisters facing the street, there were also disciples of the Immortal Dao.

The small cabin in the alley was surrounded by white flags and lined up on the four corners outside the hut. On the four long flags, a crimson pattern was drawn with blood.

In the center, there was a strange picture of a hideous-looking female ghost standing in the air, with nine bloody babies lying on her feet.

At night, the wind swirled around the hut, blowing the four flags and making the hunt sound incessantly.

The golden body of the Emperor Mother of Heli was already waiting at the door of the cabin.

When he saw Mu Qingming appear, the eyes on Najin's body immediately turned black. The wind around him was even stronger, like a sharp knife, blowing the cheeks of the nearby Immortal Daoists, and the backs couldn't help but stand upside down.

Mu Qingming, who was groggy and groggy, was put up in front of the cabin by the Immortal Daoists, still without any consciousness. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes were closed, and his breathing became weak and gentle.

"Master." Li Jin, who was carrying the skin of the king's brother, stood in front of the golden body of the Emperor of Heli, and after a salute, he said complacently: "It's all done, Mu Qingming is still in a coma." ”。

"Take him in and tie him to the altar in the eye of the array." When Emperor Heli said this, her heart was also happy. The wish she had been waiting for for a long, long time was about to come true.

After tonight, the whole city will become the underworld slaves she controls, immortal and immortal, and will bring a powerful plague that will leave no survivors of those who dare to approach the city.

The city will become a dead city with only the dead, and every corner will be filled with lifeless and deadly plagues, as well as the walking dead slaves.

At that time, she will be able to use this immortal and immortal army of underworld slaves to conquer one city after another, bringing the plague to one town after another. Once the world of thousands of Xiao Shushu ghosts singing appears, no one will worship her anymore, and no one will dare to disrespect her anymore for her to hold her.

Li Jin answered, and asked the disciples behind him to take Mu Qingming to the house and tie him to the altar.

The wooden door of the cabin slowly opened with a creaking sound. On the stone fence of the ancient well, which was originally spotless, a circle of crooked talismans has been written with blood.

On the left and right sides of the well railing, two iron stout flagpoles have also been erected, and the flagpoles are engraved with dense talismans. Unlike on the well railing, the sigils looked more like ghosts with teeth and claws than tadpoles.

At the top of the two flagpoles, there is also a lampstand that looks like a human head and a skeleton, and from the two hollow eye sockets, the flames of beans swayed under the wind blowing in after the door was opened, and became green and green.

The iron chains hanging from the flagpole were also reflected in the cold.

From the talisman drawn with fresh human blood, the green ghost fire, and the strange flags outside, it is not difficult to see that this is a simple evil magic altar.

Can the wish of the Immortal Dao be fulfilled? Is Mu Qingming dangerous? Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.