Yin Hao nodded solemnly, a top feng shui master is enough to protect himself, and he can even play a part in the battle.

When night falls, it always gets dark late in Jincheng. The little insect chirping is no longer audible, and the street lamps contribute light, but they can't dispel the clouds that are coming.

Like everyone before him, the Master braces himself and faces what is going to happen in the best possible state. Gradually approaching the autumnal equinox, the source of evil is no longer at peace, and it hits the defense line we have laid again and again.

Last time, Brother Zhu Zi also said that this person is proficient in divination and the ability to escape for his life. However, the attack is not weak, Mr. Ming said that the soul suppression Dao people also have a great deal of success in serving ghosts, and they are the best at night tours of a hundred ghosts.

Luo Wei's ghost raising technique and the ghost of the soul suppressor are not the same, one is a single body, the other is a group attack, which is better or worse depends on the occasion of use.

"Do you know how many years he lived?" Mr. Ming smiled coldly, he should be referring to the Soul Suppression Daoist.

"He has lived for eighty years, eighty-eight years to be exact, if I am not mistaken. I should have died twenty years ago, but I'm still alive. ”

"Eighty-eight!" I exclaimed.

It is well known that sorcerers do not live to be sixty. They use their essence and blood to nurture evil spirits, and they dye karma in their own bodies, which is not tolerated by heaven.

"But how many people has he killed since he survived with the Soul Suppression Nail?" Mr. Ming stood up and shook his head, "Eighty-eight is already his limit, so he can't wait to rush to Jincheng and try to mess up the current situation in the world." ”

Looking at Mr. Ming like this, why do I have a very strange feeling. It's like... Mr. Ming was very familiar with the Soul Suppressor Daoist, not the kind of familiarity of the enemy, and he could clearly hear resentment, regret and a faint sense of relief in his tone.

"He's coming! He wants to provoke the game of the Double Dragons. ”

Mr. Ming, who was under the black robe, sighed lightly, and his sharp gaze looked straight in one direction. The black spirit snake that had been hiding in his robe had already slid to his shoulder, still spitting bright red letters.

The snake pupils were as sharp as Mr. Ming's, and they began to hiss rhythmically, and one after another the snake python crawled out of the stones or the flower beds of Kaneshiro University.

All the snakeheads were aligned in the direction that Mr. Ming was pointing, scattered so that they covered the area within 100 meters of the statue of Confucius, and the scene was quite spectacular.

"Aura! This aura is not an ordinary grandmaster! ”

Yin Hao was shocked, the compass pointer in his hand kept swinging on both sides, trembling constantly, as if he was about to break the pointer.

"Jingle bells! Jingle bells! ”

The crisp ringing of the bell, accompanied by a mysterious murmur, seemed to come from the ears, clear and slowly loud. A fog suddenly rose in front of him, obscuring everyone's view.

"Not good!"

I quickly opened the box I brought over, took out the talisman pen, and immediately pointed at the old Yang Meixin who was about to fall asleep.

"What's going on?" Lao Yang's eyes opened suddenly, and the sweat on his head overflowed.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The sound of falling to the ground sounded one after another, and none of the 100 soldiers who had been invited over were spared, and all of them fell to the ground weakly and fell asleep.

"Draw on evil spirits to obsess! Good means! ”

Before anyone arrived, they gave us a dismount. Mr. Ming did not move like a mountain, and greeted the visitors with his previous attitude, and the snake tide on the ground began to disperse.

"Ming'er! To this day, do you still want to stop me? ”

Out of the mist came a thin old man, his dry and wrinkled skin without a little moisture. The voice is extremely hoarse, like the tone of the fingernails rubbing against the blackboard, unbearable, but people dare not underestimate it.

"Daddy! Stop it! Mr. Ming ripped off the black robe with the golden python tattoo and said calmly.

I almost fell to the ground, and the soul suppressor was actually Mr. Ming and his father! I've got a big grass! However, he did not act rashly, and glanced at Mr. Xiang Ming cautiously. Lao Yang was also unaware, and his heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid, just know that I belong to the Guiruins, and my mission today is to stop the Soul Suppressor Daoist."

"Boom! Those guys are really good means, and they actually let us kill father and son. Ming'er, have you forgotten your mother, how did they die when you still have time? Those sanctimonious guys deserve your life? The Soul Suppressor laughed strangely, his face suddenly became hideous, and he asked again.

Mr. Ming was indifferent, as if he didn't take what the Soul Suppressor Daoist said to him, "Dad! This is the last time I'll call you Daddy! Stop it! Stop mutilating the innocent. ”

"Stop? Do you think I still took it? Innocent? Weren't we innocent in the first place? But the butcher's knife still swung at us. And my wife, my son, died before me. A roar filled his ears, and two lines of cloudy tears flowed from his old eyes, rendering a bloody color.

The two hands that looked like withered claws were picked up from one hand to another, trembling constantly, and roaring firmly, "I want to make those people pay!" ”

Mr. Ming's face was gloomy, although he had been persuaded many times before. However, he still wanted to try, try one last time, even though he knew that his father would not be able to turn back.

"Ming'er, do you still want to do it against me?"

Mr. Ming suddenly became angry, "It's not that I want to go against you, it's that I don't want to see you make so many killings and take on so many debts!" ”

"Why do you talk so much nonsense?"

Lao Yang saw the opportunity and quickly pulled the trigger. The bullet flew into the body of the Soul Suppression Daoist in an instant, and the distance of more than 100 meters was enough for Lao Yang, a rookie with firearms, to hit the target.

No splashes of blood, no screams. The body of the Soul Suppressor Daoist fell in response, and it seemed to have no weight.

"It's useless, it's a stand-in. He has always been cautious and cannot see us in our true bodies. Mr. Ming's entourage said in a deep voice.

Lao Yang stepped forward quickly, his face was ugly, "It's a straw man!" ”

"The time is coming, a hundred ghosts walk at night! Hahaha! Hahaha! ”

The Soul Suppression Daoist's frantic voice echoed throughout the emptiness, and the white mist became thicker and gradually turned gray.

"Brother Yin, take it." grabbed a handful of talismans and stuffed them into Yin Hao's hand, "Protect Lao Yang!" ”

I took out the quaint money sword and held it in my right hand, and held a demon exorcism talisman in my left hand, and Mr. Ming and Mr. Ming were on each side.

"These are all powerful ghosts that he captured, and if we don't fall, we will attack them endlessly." Mr. Ming said solemnly.

I saw that he held the little snake in his hand, and the snake python on the ground was swimming quickly, converging into a formation at a certain frequency.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

In an instant, ghosts roared and the mist kept surging. One ghost after another appeared, strange shapes, terrifying and infiltrating, all the claws flashed cold, and their eyes were full of red hues.

"Little friend, help me buy a little time!" Mr. Ming shouted.

"Xuanjian is out of use, and Tianding Wei follows. The eight scenes are combined, and the qi enters the Xuanyuan. There are two generals, assisted by Chongxuan. ”

I nodded and shouted, and the talisman in my left hand was attached to the handle of the money sword. The sword was golden, and then slapped on it, and the red rope interspersed in it was like a spiritual snake.

"Bang!"

The money sword disintegrated after this sound, and it was scattered as one hundred and eight Five Emperor Coins, which rose and fell in front of me, and the red rope was also wrapped around my wrist.

"Sword! Give it to me! ”

The Five Emperors' wallets rushed into the mist with a dazzling golden light, and although they didn't really see it, they could vaguely witness the golden light wandering.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ”

The two terrible screams covered up the strange laughter, and all the nearby ghosts were strangled by the scattered Five Emperor Money.

The weight of the hundred ghosts of the Soul Suppression Daoist is not heavy, it is just some small murderous souls.

One, two, or even ten of them were not a cause for concern, but the Soul Suppression Daoist didn't know where to loot so many fierce souls, far more than a hundred, which showed how well prepared they were for today's events. But a wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, and he missed a me.

The ghosts went forward one after another, and they were not afraid of death, and one by one it was like being beaten with chicken blood. If they are allowed to rush to the statue of the master and help the evil source break through the seal, the absolute trapped dragon will ascend to heaven.

However, there are too many murderous spirits, even if the Five Emperors have one hundred and eight dollars, it will not help. It is definitely not a way to go on like this, many ants can bite and kill elephants, and no matter how dense the net is, there will be fish that will slip through the net.

Lao Yang and Yin Hao have both seen the opportunity to get rid of several murderous spirits.

"Don't struggle in vain, the old man has been preparing for today for 20 years. There are tens of thousands of murderous souls to capture, and even the grandmaster has to hold hatred. "The Soul Suppressor is still shouting.

The more I fought, the more agitated I became, and the more and more murderous spirits leaked out, just as I was ready to activate the back hand of preparation.

Mr. Ming urged the spirit snake in his hand and said loudly, "Hold on for a while, your magic circle can't move for the time being!" ”

"Boom! Boom! ”

The fierce spirits are becoming more and more surging, and I don't know how many souls have been destroyed by the scattered Five Emperor Money. Now that I haven't seen the main master, I have lost so much mana in it, and I am unwilling!

"Okay, no? It's unstoppable! ”

Lao Yang shouted, running around with the talisman I gave, one talisman can disperse three fierce spirits at most, so many talismans are about to bottom out.

"That's it!" Mr. Ming grabbed the mouth and tail of the black spirit snake tightly, and quickly stuffed the snake tail into the snake's mouth.

"Snake Immortal Ouroboros, turn your soul!"

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the tip of his tongue, and Mr. Ming's whole person became sluggish. In order to let this big, he has to fold his life for three years, to say the least. His grandma's, Jinnyima desperate!

"Bang! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

More wonderful than fireworks, the snake pythons cruising on the ground all exploded, blooming one after another blood flowers, dyeing the square in front of the statue of the master red.

Those murderous spirits died in blood, and all of them were wiped out, leaving only one last scream.

"Hahaha! You have been preparing for 20 years, why haven't I prepared for 20 years, in order to break your night tour of a hundred ghosts. ”

Mr. Ming sat on the ground, and the spirit snakes in his arms were almost dead snakes, but he laughed very happily.

The most common way to break the formation is to break the formation with the formation, the snake python is psychic, and the evil is broken. Snake blood is not used to exorcise ghosts, but Mr. Ming has done this with the spirit snake in his hand as a medium.

But for this moment, Mr. Ming was on the verge of running out of oil. Everyone present would not believe that the Soul Suppression Dao people only had this means!