The seal of the Great Ding was broken, and only a string of incantations came from the air, and those evil ghosts were no longer afraid of Shen Qingluo, and they all crawled out of the Great Ding and began to attack the people of the Dao Gate.

Because Gu Huanhuan had Shen Qingluo, a natural ghost exorcism artifact, those evil ghosts didn't dare to attack them for the time being, so they could only all flock to the people in the Taoist Sect.

There are tens of thousands of ghost troops in front, and there are evil ghosts constantly pouring out of Dading in the back, and the people in the Daomen are so disturbed that the formation cannot be stabilized, so they can only fight in the ghost group, trying to break out of a bloody road.

The spell in the air continued, and those evil ghosts and ghost armies were coerced by the spell, gradually pressing closer to Shen Qingluo and Gu Huanhuan.

Seeing that he was being attacked on his back, Elder Wufa knew that they had no room to fight back at all, so he directly blocked the front, holding the determination to die, "Elder Xihe and I are dragging them down, you rush out quickly, and you can go as much as you can." ”

"Elder!"

Ji Yun Dao looked at him reluctantly.

"Good boy, more than three hundred years, I've lived enough, hurry up!"

As he spoke, he and Elder Xi and He rushed into the group of ghosts, and there were still evil ghosts crawling out of the Great Ding.

Daoist Ji Yun raised his sword, "Follow me out!" ”

"Since you're here, why rush to leave."

In the void, one after another coercion poured out.

Poof!

Among them, there were many young Daomen who couldn't withstand the coercion, and they were forced to vomit blood by the coercion.

In the void, Wu Mian finally appeared, it was the old man who snatched Gu Huanhuan's mobile phone that day.

He looked at Shen Qingluo and Gu Huanhuan, and a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes, "You two have some ability, and you really found it." ”

"If the Taoist chief invites him, he will naturally not miss the appointment."

Shen Qingluo faced Wu Mian directly, without a trace of fear in his heart, and his speech was still the same as before, gentle and unyielding.

"You're here, you have this piece of waste, and you want to take it away?"

After Wu Mian looked at the hundreds of Daomen with disdain, his eyes were full of contempt, "Hundreds of years have passed, and the Daomen are still as useless, and even a few ghosts can't deal with them." ”

"Old ghost, don't talk too early."

Gu Huanhuan looked at him with a smile, not angry at all by his words.

"Oh!" Wu Mian took out Gu Huanhuan's mobile phone, "I want to see what else you are capable of." ”

As they spoke, no one noticed that the black cat had left.

"Evil thing, I will destroy you!"

Elder Wu Fa hated ghosts the most and did not enter the underworld after his death, and rushed towards Wu Mian with a peachwood sword, and the others also took action when they saw this, flying towards Wu Mian, and handed over all the runes in their hands.

They kept it just now, but it was not easy to hold these treasures, and there were many ghost troops, so they might be able to retreat with their whole body if they kept their protection.

Now, Wu Mian is out, and there is no possibility that they will leave alive at all.

What's the use of keeping these treasures, why not use them on Wu Mian's body.

What if! In case these treasures can blow Wu Mian to death, these ghost armies are left, maybe they still have the strength to fight, and maybe they can escape.

Seeing this, Shen Qingluo hurriedly took out the flute.

Hurried, the rhythm is brisk, but it is like a Buddha's hand rushing towards Wu Mian.

I saw that Wu Mian, who was originally breezy and calm, had a little solemnity on his face, and turned his head to look at Shen Qingluo, but Shen Qingluo ignored him and continued to blow the flute in his hand.

Gu Huanhuan saw that it was effective, and also took out the flute and blew it.

"Divine Comedy?"

Wu Mian was in a state of confusion, but the movements of his subordinates became faster and faster, wanting to get rid of the entanglement of the Daomen, and directly rushed over and killed Gu Huanhuan and Shen Qingluo.

However, Elder Wu Fa didn't eat white rice either, just from the sound of the flute, he could feel that Wu Mian's breath was unstable and his mood fluctuated greatly.

Don't make a move now, but when.