As if he had been electrocuted by high-voltage electricity, Zhou Qi only felt that the cold hairs on his body exploded! Even the coarse nerves honed by the living corpses and resurrected nameless knights in the Northern Immortal Courtyard couldn't withstand this gentle pat!

I can't afford to hurt this!

Like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, Zhou Qi jumped out of the car with a snort, his body turned sharply in mid-air, and the scimitar in his hand wanted to be cut off on his head.

"Friend, stop! Calm down! In the miserable blue light, it was Song Qian who spoke.

Zhou Qi hurriedly withdrew the power in his hand, fortunately, before the task, the swordsmanship had been upgraded to the master level, and in terms of the control of the strength, he vaguely touched the realm of sending and receiving freely.

When he saw clearly that it was Song Qian standing beside the ox cart, he couldn't help but feel a nameless fire in his heart. Big brother, do you know? People are scared to death.

At this moment, two carriages, the body made of cloth curtains, exploded and shattered with a bang, and three figures rose from the carriage, connecting the dots in the air with their feet, as if they were in the void, flying out of nearly 100 meters as fast as lightning and floating to the ground.

Motion Capture! Zhou Qi clearly saw that the three figures with a pretentious posture like a dragon were wearing bright yellow Taoist robes embroidered with yin and yang gossip patterns, and they were dressed as people in the Daomen.

The three Taoist priests, one old and two middle, the moment they landed, thought they were strange angles to each other, and at the same time waved the magic sword in their hands made of 9 coins.

"Song Qian, Song Wan!" The older Taoist opened his mouth and drank.

Song Qian in front of Zhou Qi skillfully picked up the two earthen pots on the ox cart. Throw it hard to the position of the Sancai Formation. On another ox cart on the side, Song Wan, who was carrying a spear, held a gun in both hands and picked up the straw mat covered by the car with one shot. Immediately after that, the gun shook its head, rolled up a white satin, and threw it into the air.

"Gather soil!" The old man raised his hand and ignited a talisman in his hand.

The two earthen pots that Song Qian threw over were blown up and shattered in mid-air, and a large amount of red dust flew out of the earthen jars, and under the guidance of the old Taoist talisman, they flew into the formation.

"Altar!" The other two Taoist priests stepped silently on the yin and yang, the magic sword danced rapidly in their hands, and in the sharp sound of breaking the wind, the fire in the center of the Sancai array flashed, and the red dust formed a big inscription, appearing in mid-air!

With the flash of red light, the ground in the center of the Sancai Array was visibly and rapidly raised, and it was actually condensed into a square altar.

In the moment when the altar was formed. Lao Dao bit the tip of his tongue and spewed a mouthful of blood at the magic sword in his hand. Raise your hand and point to the silk that fell in mid-air.

"Gathering Soul Banners! Stand! ”

The white satin seems to be suspended in mid-air by an invisible long pole. One end scrolls downwards and hangs down on the side of the altar.

All this is a long story, but it is as urgent as a spark, and in just a moment, the altar is completed and the banner is erected!

At this moment, a white ghost like light smoke suddenly raised its head and roared. The shrill voice sounded full of resentment and hatred.

The terrible scream was like a steel needle piercing the eardrums, and a sharp pain came to my mind. Zhou Qi couldn't help but snort. Blood spilled from the corners of the eyes.

"! Is this a Chinese version of the Banshee's Howl? Zhou Jian rubbed his hands on his temples. My mind was drowsy. I couldn't help but curse in my heart.

At this moment, the edicts of different shapes on the Soul Gathering Banner slowly emerged from nothing. Under the flag, three Taoist priests swam around the altar and quickly under their feet.

The leader Lao Dao took out a bell from his waist and shook it gently. "Jingle bell" made a crisp sound, resounding through the four fields! The white soul gathering flag, as the bell rang, flew out a black gas, wrapping the ghost shadow and slumping it into the flag.

At the moment when the ghost was contained.

Suddenly! The four fields are cloudy and windy, and the white fog is full of sky!

In the bleak white mist, the bone-piercing wind swept up the gravel and dust all over the ground! Zhou Qi raised his hand to cover his head and face, and the flying sand and gravel hit the body of the car, making a crackling sound.

"Enter the circle!" In the process of casting spells, he shouted at the convoy.

Song Qian took out two talismans from his arms, picked up one and put it on his chest, jumped to Zhou Qi's side, and stuffed the remaining one into his hand.

"Friends come with me!" He let out a loud shout and sped away in the direction of the altar.

Zhou Qifu had it in his hand and hurriedly acted according to the law. Hold the talisman to your chest. Immediately behind Song Qian, he rushed into the mist.

To his great surprise, the moment the talisman was attached to his body, his body warmed up. Although the wind was still loud in his ears, the bone-chilling chill in it disappeared immediately like ice and snow melting.

The distance of 100 meters, at his speed, came in an instant.

Stepping into the magic circle, looking back at the place where he came from, except for the area around the altar, there was a white mist.

"What about the others?" Zhou Qi turned his head to look at Song Qian and asked loudly.

"This Brother Zhou is kind-hearted, he has his own brother to take care of him, Brother Zhou should not be worried!" Song Qian's face softened, and there was a hint of kindness in his eyes when he looked at Zhou Qi.

A moment later, in the mist that kept rolling with the yin wind, the terrible screams came and went, which made the heart tremble! Faintly visible, countless white phantoms appeared in the mist, looming from time to time.

It should be afraid of the hundred flags hanging above the altar, although there are many ghosts, they only dare to surround the magic circle from a distance, and they don't dare to cross the thunder pool by half a step!

Song Qian took out four candles from his backpack and carefully placed them at the four corners of the altar.

The old man who was walking quickly on the side, seeing that the candles were finished, stopped his figure, took out a thick stack of talismans from his arms, raised his hands, and chanted words in his mouth. The talisman seemed to be dragged by invisible hands, and it didn't fly away with the wind. They all fell on the altar and were neatly arranged according to the number of nine palaces.

Zhou Qi felt a little Spartan. Although on TV, I have watched a lot of films on the Internet about Maoshan Taoist priests slaying demons and catching ghosts. But where can I be shocked by what I saw with my own eyes.

Seeing that Lao Dao had finished arranging the altar, the two middle-aged Taoist priests jumped slightly, and both stood behind Lao Dao, holding magic swords in their left and right hands, protecting them aside. The free palm of the hand, one left and one right, rests on the back of the old road.

At this time, Lao Dao clasped his hands together and chanted the incantation aloud in his mouth, with a pinch of his palms and two index fingers, one pointing to the sky and the other pointing to the ground. Flat forward rollout.

The four candles spontaneously ignited without wind, and flames more than a foot high burst into flames. The light on the altar is a great thing!

The Soul Gathering Banner, which was originally immovable under the yin wind, shook gently from side to side! Dozens of black gases, like ink dragons, flew into the white mist from the surface of the banner, and each wrapped a ghost shadow into the banner.

The screams of resentment and hatred all around it were like choking off the neck of a chicken, and it stopped abruptly!

"Whew!"

A tiger roar resounded through the four fields! With the disappearance of many ghosts, the gradually slowing yin wind suddenly made a big deal!

Stones the size of bowls were blown up and fell towards the altar.

Lao Dao hurriedly waved the sleeves of his robe, and a talisman rose from the altar in mid-air, and spontaneously combusted into ashes without wind.

At the same time, a layer of earthy yellow light was covered around the circle. The flying stones in the sky smashed on the light mask, stirring up a large area of golden light, and it was impossible to enter!

More flying rocks fell from all directions. Seeing the color of the mask, it is getting darker and darker.

Lao Dao hurriedly activated a talisman again.

Six earthen walls, several meters high and more than three feet thick, suddenly rose from the ground. Surround the circle. Flying stones crashed against the earthen wall, booming!

The continuous bombardment continued for several minutes.

At this time, the wind gradually stopped, and at the same time, the heavy earthen wall also collapsed on three sides.

As the white mist gradually faded, Zhou Qi clearly saw that dozens of ghosts who were lucky not to be swept away by the white flags quietly retreated. The illusory body like light smoke looked like it was trembling. It seems that something around them is terrifying!

"Boom! Rumble! ”

With the slight tremor of the ground, in the darkness, there were bursts of heavy footsteps!

"Wait for the stinky Taoist! Why come here to ruin a good deed! The urn roared angrily, and every word was like thunder.

The white mist slowly parted like a curtain rolled up to the sides.

A figure as tall as a mountain, with the sound of heavy breathing between the mouth and nose, appeared in front of Zhou Qi's eyes!

Zhou Qi gasped! Orcs? Wrong! It should be a tiger demon!

There is a huge figure several stories high, with a tiger head, a human body, limbs made of palm shapes, and sharp nails. Behind him, a thick tiger tail several meters long migrated with his footsteps, swaying from side to side.

As for the front, the forehead, the whip is afraid that it is enough to soak hundreds of jars of tonic wine.

"Evil obstacles! The poor road has heard for a long time that this yin wind crosses thousands of miles, demons are raging, and the people are struggling to make a living. Today, I am here to kill you, a demon, and do the right thing for heaven! ”

"I'm going!" After listening to the words of the old Daoyi, Zhou Qi secretly spat out, I don't know if it was luck or misfortune, he happened to encounter an ancient version of the ghost hunting squad!