Zhang Cheng slowly walked out of the bend of the cave and looked at Xuan Qingzi with a smile.

"Run? Why don't you run away? ”

Xuan Qingzi's face changed, and he said fiercely: "Don't deceive people too much!" ”

"How much do I deceive?" Zhang Cheng shook his head, with a sarcastic expression on his face, "If you want to kill me, you are doing the right thing for heaven, and now that I am killing you, it has become too much of a deception?" Did you get these values back from the second-hand market? ”

Xuan Qingzi's face turned black and threatened: "If you dare to kill me, the Guan Master will definitely not let you go!" ”

"Cut ......," Zhang Cheng chuckled, "It's as if if I let you go, you won't trouble me, and you don't know if you will let me go, but I don't plan to let him go." ”

"Hehe......" Xuan Qingzi sneered: "Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you are a ghost corpse double cultivator, I'm not afraid to tell you, the old man has been closed for several years, and now one foot has stepped into the threshold of the Heavenly Master, if you meet him, you will definitely die without a place to be buried!" ”

Zhang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was secretly vigilant in his heart, didn't he say that Heavenly Masters only exist in a few major sects? And the status is respected, either the head or the elder.

How can such a small mountain gate as Sanyuanguan also emerge from the Heavenly Master?

What does it mean to have one foot in the threshold of the Heavenly Master? Can this thing come on one foot at a time?

If you step into the threshold of the iron corpse with one foot, wouldn't it be half a copper corpse and half an iron corpse, half yellow and half black, wouldn't this Nima become a yin and yang person?

Although I don't know if Xuan Qingzi deliberately bragged to scare himself, Zhang Cheng didn't have the heart to think about it now, no matter what you are, you have to fight to find out.

"Stop talking nonsense, do you want to figure out how to die?" Zhang Cheng looked at Xuan Qingzi coldly.

"Dead?" Xuan Qingzi said with a hideous face: "I am a real person, it is not so easy to let me die!" ”

After saying that, he suddenly raised his right hand and used his fingernails to make a deep blood mark on his face, extending from his forehead to his chin, and the blood flowed.

What is this for? Self-harm?

Zhang Cheng blinked his eyes, feeling inexplicable.

Xuan Qingzi is also open, and each mountain gate has its own life-saving secret technique, such as Maoshan's Ancestor Mantra, which can temporarily borrow mana from the ancestor and greatly improve his strength.

Although the Sanyuan Temple is a small mountain gate, it also has its own life-saving spell, this spell is called the Yin God Mantra, which can temporarily open the gate of the Yellow Spring and summon the Yin Cha to help.

Those who can be sealed as yin by the Yin Division are at least the first cultivators of ghosts, such as bull head and horse face, black and white impermanence, which are famous in the two worlds of yin and yang, and their strength has reached the level of ghost kings, far from being comparable to Zhang Cheng.

But the daily work of yin and yin can not be arbitrarily to the yang, like Xuan Qingzi is now summoning yin, it is equivalent to civil servants taking private work, of course, it is impossible to have no price.

If there is a yin cha who is willing to come up and help, first of all, he must give a lot of benefits, and the caster will be deducted ten years of yang life.

At Xuan Qingzi's current age, if he is deducted for another ten years, he will not have much time to live, but at this time, he just wants to save his life, where can he manage so much.

"Yin and Yang are intertwined, and the universe is one! Ghosts and gods from all directions, take my order! Punish demons and destroy evil, and return to the world is clear! Haste as a law! ”

Xuan Qingzi was afraid that Zhang Cheng would make the first move, so a spell was recited like a cannon.

After reciting the spell, the blood on his face also fell to the ground drop by drop, rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally formed a pool of blood with a diameter of about two meters, from which a coercion was revealed.

Wisps of black mist poured out of the pool of blood, getting thicker and thicker, spreading along the ground in all directions.

Xuan Qingzi took two steps back, wiped a handful of blood from his face, and was overjoyed in his heart, since there was a coercion coming out, it meant that there was a yin messenger who took over his affairs and was rushing from Yinsi.

"You're dead!" Xuan Qingzi looked at Zhang Cheng with a cruel smile, "No matter how powerful you are, you are not an opponent in front of Yincha, use my ten years of life to exchange your body for annihilation, it's worth it!" Hahaha......"

"Mishaps?" Zhang Cheng looked at the black mist and blood pool on the ground, and frowned slightly.

He hadn't seen the blood pool, but he couldn't be more familiar with these black fogs, when he used to knock on the stick, the front foot had just succeeded, and the back foot came out.

In the past, if he had seen Yin Errand, Zhang Cheng would have run away long ago, but after so many things, he hesitated for a moment and still stood in place without moving.

The feeling of coercion became heavier and heavier, and Zhang Cheng could even feel a thick ghost qi coming from the blood pool.

Two figures slowly emerged from the pool of blood, first appearing with two tall black hats, and then with two miserable white faces,

Soon, two men in soap-colored robes appeared in the pool of blood, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin.

Both of them wore dark crowns, carried a black stick in their left hand, and held a chain with a hook in their right hand, with no eyebrows on their faces, dark lips, and majestic faces.

"What a heavy corpse!" The tall and thin man's lips did not move, but a sharp sound came from his belly.

The short and fat man glanced at Zhang Cheng, his face was a little weird, and then he turned his head to look at Xuan Qingzi, and a low voice came out of his belly.

"Yang Mage, but you summoned the deity?"

Xuan Qingzi's face was full of excitement at this time, as soon as these two ghosts appeared, he found that he couldn't see through the depth of the other party at all, and it was definitely a cultivator above the head of the ghost.

Moreover, the other party's waist is also tied with a blood-red ribbon, which is inlaid with three dark gold "ghost coats", at least it is also a hundred total, and the strength cannot be underestimated.

With these two here, there is absolutely no suspense in trying to clean up Zhang Cheng, Xuan Qingzi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and a feeling of escaping death swelled up.

"The two poor masters ......" Xuan Qingzi bent down and made a mockery, his attitude was very respectful, "Poor Dao is a disciple of Sanyuanguan, and he came here today to subdue demons and eliminate demons, but the ghosts are treacherous, and they killed the lives of my six junior brothers with treacherous tricks, and Poor Dao is difficult to support alone, so he cast a spell and invited two, and I hope that the poor master can help." ”

After listening to Xuan Qingzi's words, the expressions of the two yin differences did not change at all, and the tall and thin man stood on top of the blood and water, looking down at Xuan Qingzi.

"Since you recruited us, you should know the rules, right?"

"Yes! Poor Dao understands! Xuan Qingzi didn't dare to raise his head, and hurriedly replied: "After going back, the poor road will naturally have a generous gift, and he will never dare to complain if he is detained for ten years, just ask the two poor masters to get rid of this ghost and eliminate harm for the people!" ”

The two yin cha snorted, turned their heads to look at Zhang Cheng who was standing aside, and asked with a dignified face, "You killed the disciples of the Three Yuan Temple?" Are you guilty? ”

Xuan Qingzi was stunned, and couldn't help but look up at the two ghosts.

I asked you to come up to help, not to ask you to ask for your sin.

In the past, everything was very arrogant, and a set of soul hooks had to be pulled away, and once you dared to resist, you would be scattered.

What's going on today? When did Yin Cha become so easy to talk to?

(End of chapter)