Da Luo's divine light finally fell on the powerful ghost who was the head of the ghost, and he couldn't even struggle, he was directly crushed, and a faint red light spread out in all directions, like an inconspicuous few hairs.

The golden light with murderous intent like a sea finally destroyed an existence that could be destroyed, and after a few seconds, it completely dissipated in the room.

The fat man's magic medicine has long been sprinkled, and the other three are meditating and recovering, and now he is the only one left who can move, and he is nervous and has an indescribable pride, isn't this the case in "Heaven and Dragon Slayer", a group of masters in Mingjiao are finished, and only a little-known Zhang Aniu remains, and the result is a blockbuster, single-handedly challenging the masters of the six major factions, and walking to the pinnacle of life.

Thinking of this fat man, he couldn't help but grin, and couldn't help but clench his peachwood sword and look around, ready to rush up at any time to show his skills.

"Giggles...", a string of wicked laughter suddenly rang out in the empty room, lingering for a long time.

The fat man suddenly felt that there were a pair of eyes staring at him everywhere, so he had to hold his breath and sweep his eyes.

However, there were no eyes on the back of his head, and the body of the ghost head had regrouped and was crawling on his shoulder, with a huge mouth and two rows of fangs flashing with cold light, and suddenly aimed at the back of his head and bit down.

"Keep your head down!" Li Qiufan, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time, a large coin of the casting mother had already cut through the air and shot out.

The fat man had already discovered that the ghost head was lying on his shoulder, but the hand holding the peachwood sword didn't dare to poke it in the back, and when he heard Li Qiufan's voice, he didn't think about it, and almost instinctively lowered his head.

Seeing this, the ghost head had no choice but to give up the idea of killing the fat man, slapped him away, raised his head and spewed out a breath of yin qi to meet him.

With a snort, the Eagle Mother Daqian dispersed the yin qi, but it was also dim, turning black and falling to the ground.

With a wave of his long sleeves, the ghost leader once again changed into his previous appearance, floating in the air and looking at Li Qiufan condescendingly and said with pity: "Your strongest move has also been cracked by me, and you are angry, what can you do to stop me now?" ”

Li Qiufan stood up against the wall and said, "Hmph, who told you that the Great Golden Light Divine Spell is my strongest method?" And don't pretend, everyone is each other, and the Soul Snatcher has also made you stronger! ”

The ghost head's eyes narrowed: "So what? ”

Li Qiufan said with a smile: "In this situation, everyone can't please if it continues, if it's urgent, I can't use the forbidden technique and die with you, but this is obviously the next step, I'm still very young, I don't want to die." You have just come out, and after so many years of sealing, you definitely don't plan to hang up again in such an unknown way. So why don't we take a step back, make a new appointment, and then decide the winner? ”

The Oni Head turned his head to look out of the room, as if considering the offer.

Li Qiufan took advantage of this gap to take a look at the fat man, and found that he had already crawled up with grinning teeth, indicating that the injury was not serious, so he was relieved, and then pointed to his ears.

The fat man nodded without a trace, reached into his trouser pocket and fumbled, and a beautiful piece of music came out.

"Who gently called, in the sky, in the clouds, let me imagine day and night, return to you in my dreams, the south of the clouds, the direction of my heart ......"

When the ghost heard the music, he suddenly turned his head and stared at the fat man's pocket, the fat man was furious, and took out his mobile phone tremblingly: "If you like it... Just,I'll send it to you.,Although it's a copycat.,But it's more than eight hundred.,Just bought it not long ago.,Fully functional.,Internet access... Chat..."

Li Qiufan has a black line, this idiot, what are you doing with a ghost? Is it possible that people will come to buy your second-hand goods?

However, the ghost head's arm suddenly became longer, and he snatched the fat man's mobile phone and put it to his ear to listen.

Li Qiufan breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that he was right in this bet, and the song on the fat man's mobile phone was also thought of by him, yesterday he was looking for the principal to see if he could find the eight characters of the ghost head's birthday, and then cooperate with the Daomen Qianli Soul Detention Technique, and first hit it by surprise.

However, he didn't expect that because the time was too long, there was no drama at all, so he had a whim, assuming that the ghost head was the woman who was robbed by the thieves before her death, and she was indeed from Yunnan, so find something to evoke its memories of her hometown, at least it can disturb its spirit, no matter how fierce the ghost is, it is also a human before his death! And music is the best choice, so there is this scene.

The fat man quietly moved to Li Qiufan's side and lowered his voice: "Brother Fan... It seems to work! ”

Li Qiufan's face was filled with joy, because when the song "This world is changing, where are you now, forgive me for not being able to walk with you for so long, other people's paradise is not our far away", the ghost head's body shook obviously, his eyes were desolate, and he was full of longing.

Time passed little by little, and the ghost head listened to this song repeatedly, and Li Qiufan did not make a move, but desperately recovered the lost Gang Qi.

"It's Beijing time, twelve o'clock at noon!" The song stopped suddenly, and the ghost head seemed to come out of his memory, crushing the phone with a 'click'.

"It's over, I forgot that my broken phone would tell the time!" The fat man slapped his head hard.

"How many of you... How's the recovery? I've been acting with you for so long, don't let me down. The ghost head threw away the residue of his phone in disgust.

"What do you mean?" Li Qiufan was stunned.

Stunned and Twelve opened their eyes and stood up at this point.

The ghost chief stretched his waist, his delicate figure was convex and backward, and he looked at Li Qiufan sarcastically and said: "It seems that you have worked hard to deal with me, and you can actually find out my origin, but you don't know that I personally poisoned the five hundred people in our village... I want to delay the time to recover my anger, but it's a pity... This is also exactly what I want, the rotation of yin and yang, thousands of years of waiting, this world, finally about to change..."

Li Qiufan seemed to feel something, and rushed to the window to look at the sky, only to see that there were nine scorching suns lined up in a straight line in the sky, the temperature rose in vain, and the dazzling light shone! The holy qi between heaven and earth became more and more dense at this moment, until at a certain moment, it suddenly dissipated, and the evil qi that covered the sky soared straight into the sky!

In the face of such a spectacle, noisy sounds sounded everywhere, pedestrians naturally did not know what had changed, they stopped one after another, looked up at the nine scorching suns curiously, and took out their mobile phones in groups to take crazy pictures, send them to the circle of friends, and the forums are so varied.

"Counting people and ghosts is not counting immortals, measuring auspiciousness and measuring evil is unpredictable..."

A person dressed in rags, holding a sail in the downtown area, embroidered with three big characters on the sail: 'Chen Banxian' shouted to pull business, just when he was about to hook up with a young woman, his body suddenly stopped, his eyes were staring at the sky, the mystery evolved, the fingers were violently converted, and the afterimages were flying, and after a while, the sweat on this person's forehead was like rain, and his expression changed drastically.

"For the first time in my life, it was really difficult, but now it's really going to be over, the catastrophe is coming, the catastrophe is coming!"

In an unknown deep mountain, there is a shepherd boy wearing a hat, sitting on the back of a buffalo, leisurely, 'moo', the buffalo pulls up a bunch of grass, chews crisply, and looks at the sky very humanely.

The shepherd boy opened his eyes when he heard the sound, his eyes were like chaos, his face was expressionless, and his voice was as old as an old man: "Jiuyao is the same light, yin and yang are reversed, evil is coming to heaven and earth, ten thousand demons are coming out, and Xuanhuang is overturned... Eat more grass, and maybe you won't have a chance next. As if he understood, the buffalo opened its mouth wide, no longer picking, and its tongue rolled up to prey frantically.

"Amitabha... One ring, let's go down the mountain tomorrow. On a mountain mountain where Shenghua bloomed, two monks, an old man and a young monk, sat opposite each other, looking at the sky at the same time, the old monk looked at it for a long time, handed a green date to the little monk, and asked him to go down the mountain.

The monk was not very old, his eyes were bright and clear, and when he heard this, he immediately jumped up and said with tears on his face: "Master... I can't bear you! ”

The old monk smiled compassionately: "That's it, you and I are facing each other day and night, how can you be a teacher who doesn't know what you think, the red dust is rolling, it's not as annoying as you think, but you should have a trip once, just go, remember a word, understand the words of the Buddha, and do the actions of the Buddha." ”

The little monk clasped his hands together: "Obey the teacher's orders." "Turning around and going down the mountain, his legs and feet are brisk, as if he is walking on a cloud.

"Jingle bell...", a figure wrapped in a pitch-black coat shook the bell in his hand, behind him a row of forehead stickers, and the stiff 'figure' jumped forward with the bell, and the sunlight suddenly penetrated the dense forest, shining on the 'figure' and making a snorting sound, and black smoke rose.

"After fifty years of chasing corpses, I can finally go to the world to take a good turn..."The voice was dry and ugly, a mouthful of sharp black teeth, the face was crawling with centipede-like incantations, and the eyes were cloudy, like dead corpses.

In the depths of the 100,000 mountains, a decaying tower stands in the middle of a deserted ravine, and the years have left countless marks on its surface, surrounded by barren grass and inaccessible people.

Ten humanoid sculptures sit cross-legged around the tower, silently emitting circles of light that converge and flow into the ground.

Under the seemingly decaying tower pedestal, there is a unique cave: a holy seal exudes the unparalleled power of the emperor, thousands of runes turn into a sea of runes and flow, connected into bundles, and it is actually binding a person, Jiuyao appeared in an instant, his closed eyes opened in an uproar, and an astonishing black gas eroded the runes and continued to change color, falling one after another, and the evil spirit came!

"Truly... A hundred-year-old seal can be broken today..."

A hundred-foot-long giant python opened its bloody mouth and swallowed a flower demon that was fleeing quickly, and then turned into a demonic man, his tongue stretched out to lick a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, and the demonic spirit was rolling.

The billions of ghosts in the underworld were excited, anxiously waiting. On the fifteenth day of July, the door of the underworld was wide open, and it was time for them to go to the world to enjoy the blood food, but after waiting for a long time, the ghost moon was slanting eastward, and the hour had long passed, and there was still no sign of the passage to the world being opened.

Suddenly, a golden oracle exuding a rich immortal power appeared in the sky above the Yin Gate.

Feeling the aura emanating from the oracle, the ghosts fell to their knees one after another, pressing their heads to the ground, not daring to move, regardless of their strength.

Because this oracle represents a god - the Great Emperor of the Northern Yin Dynasty!

The oracle unfolded, and two lines of golden characters appeared: The underworld gate will be completely closed on the same day, and ghosts will not be allowed to go to the world from now on.

Countless miserable howls came and went, and countless yin and iron faces were gloomy, and they drove all the ghosts back to their original places with soul hooking ropes in hand.

......

The good and the evil rise, and the heaven and the earth are sad.