Although several people worked together to reduce Xiao Yao's resentment and evil spirit a lot, in the final analysis, she was still an old ghost who had grown up for many years, and Liliang was extraordinarily powerful. At the moment when Mao Lin dodged away, the former also turned into a puff of black smoke and chased after him. The second one to catch up was Leng Li, and he had a feeling that if he didn't figure it out today, it would be difficult to have a chance.

"Let go of Tianming's body and hand over your soul! Otherwise, die! Mao Lin's figure flashed out of the cold family ditch, but a few seconds later, a gloomy voice appeared behind him. Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yao's hair-sparse and terrifying white face was revealed. The body was surrounded by a black air mass, even accompanied by the sound of devil crying.

After a pause, Mao Lin turned his head. A sneer rose at the corner of his mouth: "Hehe...... Little ghost, I'm afraid you won't chase it out! With a wave of the robe's sleeves, a dark yellow mana shot out. Xiao Yao's face changed, and her hair turned into thousands of fine silk threads. Bang! With a muffled sound, two streams of energy exploded in the air!

Without showing any surprise, Mao Lin smiled strangely, turned around and ran forward. It is a shortcut to a stone path surrounded on both sides by large mountains. And on both sides are dense trees. Xiao Yao's face was hideous, and as a powerful ghost's body, his speed was extremely fast. Suddenly, she stopped, her eyes widened, and a gray-black mist gradually rose on both sides of the path.

In the next second, the surrounding scenery changed instantly. A hazy space is formed, and the road ahead is not visible at all. And Xiao Yao's figure also disappeared strangely. Mao Lin's figure froze, and he put down Leng Wanchang in his hand. and handed over the body of the seventh uncle to him: "You take good care of him for me, if you lose it, you will look good!" ”

Leng Wanchang has no thinking at all now, he is just a walking corpse. I don't know what method this Mao Lin used to control him, and when he heard the latter's words, he just nodded mechanically. No matter how terrifying the atmosphere of the surrounding environment was, he didn't seem to feel it. Mao Lin's gaze swept away, and a dull yellow light flashed in his eyes.

With a black wooden sword in his hand, he threw it casually and sank into the ground. Dao robe waved: "Hehe...... Is this the only thing left after decades of ghosts? The little ghost wants to trap me by hitting the wall? Reaching out, he took out a yellow talisman from his wide robe. But it's very weird, everything on him is dark yellow, with an evil aura.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, and the divine fire breaks through the maze! Hurry like a law, break! The yellow talisman flew out in an instant, turning into a light that was also dark yellow. But there was still a hint of black in the light. Poof! The black fog in front of him suddenly dispersed. But as soon as Mao Lin wanted to dodge out, the broken opening actually closed quickly.

With a look in his eyes, Mao Lin finally showed a trace of anger: "Give you a shameless face, right?" I don't have time to entangle with you, let me go immediately, or my soul will be scattered! There was a hint of mana in the voice, but it was extremely unpleasant. The entire space shook a few times, but there was still no response. It was eerily silent, with the occasional ghost cry.

Moving vigilantly forward, Mao Lin frowned and swept the yin qi around him. Is this female ghost determined to fight herself to the end? Leng Wanchang beside him also followed closely step by step. Suddenly, the ghostly aura behind them fluctuated. Mao Lin raised his eyebrows, waved the wooden sword in his hand, and his figure retreated sharply at the same time. It wasn't until a few meters later that he came to his feet.

I saw the female ghost Xiao Yao staring at him fiercely, completely locking this person. Then Yu Guang glanced at the corpse in Leng Wanchang's hand and the dark black and strange gourd filled with silver veins on Mao Lin's waist: "Hand it over, I can spare your lives, otherwise, you will die immediately!" At this moment, Xiao Yao's body was actually gone, leaving only a head with long hair floating around.

Frowning, Mao Lin felt the yin qi around him. secretly said in his heart: "This female ghost's obsession with Leng Tianming is so deep!" It was able to create such a powerful yin space. It seems that she is underestimating! But thinking like this in her heart doesn't mean that Mao Lin is afraid of her: "Hmph! Originally, I didn't want to do anything to you, but since that's the case, I don't have to! ”

As soon as the words fell, Mao Lin raised his eyebrows. The already gloomy face became even more ugly. The strange wooden sword was held in his hand, and a strange seal formed in his left hand, and there were words in his mouth. If Xie Peiling and they were here, they would definitely be able to see that Mao Lin's seal was definitely not an orthodox Maoshan Dao method, but a seal similar to a forbidden technique.

Of course, Xie Peiling and the others are not here at this moment. After Leng Li rushed out with a gloomy face, the former also had to chase him out immediately. After all, the whole Leng Jiagou is very weird now, Leng Li is just a half-ass, so it's strange that he is impulsive and doesn't have an accident! Ma Shuhua also looked depressed, and directly sealed the mourning hall with a talisman, and followed him away.

"They're going to be fine, right?" In the mourning hall, the seventh aunt helped up the seventh uncle Leng Hong, who was still pale after a simple treatment, and the two sat in front of the mourning hall. Aunt Qi couldn't help but tremble and asked. Leng Hong smiled helplessly, his lips were bloodless: "I don't know, this is no longer something we can manage!" Don't worry, Aunt Ma will solve it! ”

After rushing out of the mourning hall, Leng Li relied on his sensitivity to yin qi and ran frantically in the direction of Xiao Yao's flying. But he was only a mortal body, even if he entered the ranks of the cultivators, how could he compare to the speed of a fierce ghost after his anger? After a while, it was gone. But he could still feel the powerful Yin Qi.

Just when he came to a small intersection in the mountain behind Lengjiagou, there was a sudden flower in front of him, and the scenery changed rapidly, and it turned out to be a dead end in front of him. frowned, he naturally knew that this was a trick for ghosts to hit the wall. But no matter what method he used, he just couldn't break it. It seems that this ghost hitting the wall is different from any previous ones!

He shook the slashing moon in his hand, and the silver light flickered. The yin and yang records on his chest also emitted heat. This feeling is a sign of great danger ahead. But this also made him more sure that there must be something strange ahead! The footsteps took a few steps back, and a determined light flashed in his eyes. The silver light surging above the slashing moon, with a fierce wave!

Rumble! There was an explosion, and the silver blade slashed into the space in front of him. Sure enough, black ripples spread out from the space. A joy in the cold centrifugal, it seems that this is it. But the next second, his face changed suddenly. The light blade slashed out, and the black fluctuations spread, accompanied by a powerful black yin qi rebounding. The blade vanishes instantly.

A gloomy aura rushed to his face, and he moved his footsteps coldly and retreated quickly. But the speed was still a little slower, and the sinister aura flashed against his shoulder. In an instant, the yin qi invaded the body, his face turned pale, and he half-knelt on the ground: "What a powerful yin qi!" Xiao Yao: What is this going to do? He stared at him in disbelief.

At this time, a figure flashed from behind Leng Li. With a faint fragrance of fragrance, he suddenly stopped beside him: "Leng Li, are you okay?" What's going on? Xie Peiling looked at him with a calm face, the aura in front of her made her feel very unusual, how could Leng Li be here? The former raised his head, and the anger on his face had not calmed down: "Pei Ling, help me break it!" ”

"What do you mean? Xiao Yao and that weird Taoist priest are inside? This is Xiao Yao's trick? She still has such a powerful liliang? Xie Peiling frowned, not shocked in her heart is fake! This female ghost can actually create space and trap cultivators inside! How powerful does this need to be? It seems that only Xiaorou can do it!

In the space, the gray-black yin aura flowed around Xiao Yao. It has long since returned to the way it was when it died. The tongue is elongated and the eyes are bulging. A skull constantly swirls around Maurin. At a certain moment, the surrounding evil aura surged violently. The scarlet tongue stretched out rapidly. Shoot towards Maurin.

But the latter did not show any fear, and as soon as the wooden sword in his hand moved, silver runes floated out, flying along Xiao Yao's tongue and attaching to it. Poof! A corrosive sound sounded, and Xiao Yao's tongue continued to explode. The latter screamed and retreated, his tongue blackened.

The black mist surged, enveloping Xiao Yao's entire body. A moment later, Xiao Yao's body appeared. At this moment, her body is already very transparent, and her vitality is greatly damaged: "You ......" glared at Mao Lin fiercely: "I won't let you go!" With a movement of his eyes, countless arrows condensed by the Yin Qi suddenly shot out from the entire space. Falling like arrows from the sky.

"Humph! It looks like you're killing yourself! Mao Lin snorted coldly, and with a wave of the wooden sword, a light that was also pitch-black swung out, and the silver runes on it surged. The sound of explosions kept ringing out. Xiao Yao flicked her long hair again and shot out like a spear. But the sword light actually surged violently, shattering all the yin qi in an instant.

Outside the space, Ma Shuhua hurried over. The face was extremely ugly: "Pei Ling, help me break it!" Xiao Yao and Seventh Uncle are in danger! When the latter saw that it was Ma Shuhua, he no longer hesitated, and the exorcism wand in the hands of the two moved at the same time: "Break it for me!" A bright yellow light burst out, and with a muffled sound, the spatial shield exploded.

But the moment the space broke, the expressions of Xie Peiling and the three of them suddenly froze. Seeing that Xiao Yao's soul body in front of him was pierced by a black wooden sword, Mao Lin's eyes showed a trace of disdain, and the corner of his mouth smiled coldly: "You asked for it!" Bite off more than one can chew! Xiao Yao's ghost hand still grabbed him deadly: "Let Tianming ......"

It's just that the mana on the wooden sword made Xiao Yao's body more and more transparent, and Zuihou turned into a little light and slowly disappeared. At this time, the gourd on Mao Lin's waist suddenly trembled rapidly, as if he had a sense and wanted to rush out. But the latter stretched out his hand and patted it, and forcibly stopped it: "Want to get out of trouble? You're not there yet! ”

Weakly letting go of Mao Lin's body, Xiao Yao gradually drifted away. She turned her head, a relieved smile on her lips. But what fell from his eyes were bright blood tears: "Senior Ma, two, xiexie you!" xiexie you guys let me zaijian day bright side. I have no regrets, but please save him! After speaking, the body disappeared, and the soul flew away!

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