Hearing this, Bai Yu said slowly: "Since the fifties of the last century, the Yeshan Daoist Academy has begun to weaken, and its strength has dropped a lot. ”

"Ah...... What about Wutai Mountain? Lu Xinyao's mouth opened wide in shock.

Bai Yu continued: "However, as far as I know, the Yeshan Dao Courtyard has a large courtyard protection array, and even the Ghost King can't easily break through the formation. ”

Lu Xinyao breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily: "Can you finish the words in one breath?" ”

Bai Yu shrugged his shoulders, "I still suggest Shangguan Xiaoyue to go to Wutai Mountain, after all, the people of the Flowing Water Dao are evil cultivators, not demons and monsters, and it is difficult for the courtyard protection array of the Yeshan Dao Academy to capture his breath." Wutai Mountain is different, it is a thousand-year-old temple, there are many monks, and the people of the flowing water do not have the courage to break in. ”

"I see."

After speaking, Lu Xinyao called Shangguan Xiaoyue again and asked her to go to Wutai Mountain.

Han Mo kicked the head bird and shouted softly, "Do you have anything else to hide from me?" ”

The head bird shook his head in a panic and said hesitantly, "No...... There is no ......"

"Really?" Han Mo's eyes froze, and the human head bird trembled, but he still shook his head firmly. Han Mo sneered and said nothing, raised his eyes and looked around, and a faint evil aura seeped out from the ground.

At a glance, you can see that the underground is abnormal, and there must be demons and monsters lurking......

"Fellow Daoist, you haven't left yet?" At this moment, the voice of the middle-aged man just now came from behind him. The head bird noticed him, his eyes suddenly widened, and the middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a touch of 'yin' and 'color', and the head bird lowered his head in fear.

Han Mo put away the coldness on his face, 'revealed' a smile, and said, "There are still some things...... Fellow Daoist, are there still demons and monsters in the ghost building? ”

The middle-aged man nodded, "There are a lot of lonely ghosts, but they have all been taken away by me." ”

After saying that, he pretended to be surprised and stared at the human-headed bird, "What the hell is this?" ”

"A monster."

"Is there such a monster in the world? The monster with a human head and a bird body is really unprecedented. The middle-aged man said to himself: "It seems that I haven't walked out of the mountain 'gate' for a long time, and I know too little about the world." ”

Han Mo also echoed him, "Yes, there are too many strange and unpredictable things happening in the world, and we don't know about them." ”

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, then looked at the human head bird and said, "Fellow Daoist, this kind of monster is too eye-catching, if you still have something to do, you can 'hand' it over to me, and I will deal with it." ”

Han Mo spread his hands, "I'm sorry, I'll collect it." ”

"Why?"

The middle-aged man frowned, Han Mo smiled faintly, and said, "I have nothing to do......

"Haha......"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man burst out laughing, but there was an embarrassment in the laughter that was difficult to hide. Half-ringing, he was stunned, and his hateful gaze flashed in his eyes, and said, "Daoist friends are really good at laughing." ”

"Who was joking with you?" Han Mo glanced at him and said.

The middle-aged man's face was not very good-looking, and he said in a deep voice: "Little Daoyou, I didn't have an enmity with you, why did you have deep hatred in your words?" ”

"Is there one?" Han Mo said with disdain.

"Hmph......" The middle-aged man snorted coldly, a fierce aura came out of his body, and he planned to give Han Mo a dismount. Unexpectedly, Han Mo remained motionless, looking at him levelly, and did not back down.

He frowned, slightly surprised in his heart, and really underestimated him. He is really worthy of being a person who can destroy the Corpse King by himself.

Looking at each other, the atmosphere became more and more solidified.

After a while, he laughed, stretched out his hand and patted Han Mo on the shoulder, "Young people must know how to hide their edge, the edge is too much, but they will suffer." ”

Han Mo's shoulders shook, shook off his palm, and said lightly: "You won't bother with this matter." ”

Swish......

Before the words fell, a ghost suddenly appeared in the ghost building, rushing towards Han Mo. A flash of fierce murderous intent flashed in Han Mo's eyes, and the ghost figure that rushed up trembled and stopped in mid-air.

It felt a strong murderous aura from Han Mo......

Since it became a ghost after its death, it has never encountered such a strong murderous aura, and the head of the Yeshan Daoyuan who sealed the ghost building at that time made it never afraid. However, at this moment, it felt a chill rushing from the depths of its soul.

Han Mo stretched out his palm and was about to grasp the ghost shadow in his hand. The middle-aged man waved his hand at the same time, blocking his hand. Han Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, staring at him, "What do you mean?" ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable...... And I'll take it over. ”

The corners of Han Mo's mouth hooked up with a hint of mockery, "Are you so pretending to be X not afraid of being struck by lightning?" ”

After saying this, Han Mo gave the evil god a look, and the evil god immediately understood, and pointed at the middle-aged man with an exclamation, "It's you......"

The middle-aged man frowned, "What do you mean?" ”

The evil god said: "Before, you were the one who set up the evil array on the rooftop of the ghost building, although your appearance has changed, but the aura on your body has changed a little. ”

The middle-aged man also calmed down, "You're mistaken." ”

"Mistaken? How could I be wrong about this kind of thing, it was obviously you who were doing the ghost just now. The evil god looked at Han Mo and said, "Just now, he set up the formation and almost made the Corpse King break out of the formation. ”

Han Mo stared at him coldly, "Is it really you?" ”

He did not answer, but shouted coldly, "Don't deceive people too much. ”

"Too much deception?" Han Mo sneered: "When you were making ghosts in the dark, did you ever think about deceiving people too much? ”

"Hmph, you guys have nothing to do, he also said just now, the people I saw in the formation looked completely different from me, just because of the breath on my body, it would be too arbitrary to conclude that I was a ghost? If the people of the Tao 'Gate' act in the style of yours, they will be spurned by the world. Hearing this, Han Mo raised his head and laughed twice, "Punish your heart?" You've miscalculated. ”

"Dao 'door' scum ......"

Han Mo disagreed, and continued: "I have a way to clear your suspicion, but I don't know if you agree or not. ”

The middle-aged man said impatiently: "What way? ”

"Red candles, lights up in the sky......"

Ye Wenqiang and the others looked at each other when they heard this unfamiliar word. Then, he asked softly, "Brother Han, what are you talking about?" ”

Han Mo said slowly: "Red candles, lighting lamps in the sky is an ancient way to distinguish between good and evil, every disciple of the Dao 'Gate' sect will, but without absolute certainty, it will not be used easily, after all, if you make a mistake, it is not good for others and yourself." ”

"Uh-oh."

Han Mo looked at the middle-aged man, "How about it, do you dare to try?" ”

The middle-aged man's face was 'pale' and 'gloomy', "I don't agree." ”

"If you don't agree, we will take you by default, and we will never be soft on the enemy." The middle-aged man said coldly: "Threaten me? ”

"Did I threaten you?"

After speaking, Han Mo took out something from his sleeve and 'fiddled' with it. In the middle of the ring, a red lantern was ready, Han Mo raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man, and said, "Come on." ”

His face was ugly, and he kept his mouth shut. Han Mo and the others stepped forward and put pressure on him. After a while, he shouted, "Get out of the way......"

Han Mo waved his hand, everyone took a step back, he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood into it. With a pop, the red candle in it burned, and then slowly floated up......

Seeing this scene, Han Mo waved his palm and hit the middle-aged man, who retreated backwards and dodged. Han Mo drank in a deep voice, "What else do you have to say now?" ”

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth hooked up a wicked smile, "Since you have found out, what else can I do." ”