Maoshan has several generations of masters have put the cremation array, only a few people survived unharmed, and afterwards it was also a big injury, until the feather did not make up for the loss of the body, and the other few people were either injured and paralyzed in bed and became vegetative, or directly a fire to braided themselves, in the Maoshan technique recorded in this way, "The cremation is borrowed from the ground fire, the three levels are broken, the lifeline is greatly injured, the light is in bed, the heavy is dead, if there is another law, do not set up the formation!" ”

"Master, let's get a Gathering Yang Array first, maybe you can destroy it after passing the Xiaoqi Pass and then cooperating with the Gathering Yang Array, the cremation array is too dangerous!"

"Ziming, first clear the Xiaoliu Pass, I'll set up the Yang Gathering Array!" The method of converging the yang array is very simple, gather the yang energy of the eight directions in the array, so that the yang energy in the array reaches its peak, as long as the yin qi in the red evil body is weakened, the peach wood sword may be useful,

"Senior brother... How did you get these seven things! You're going to kill Lao Tzu! Old man Liu's face was sad and scolding. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"These seven people must be the seven people who carried the coffin back then, I said how could they suddenly disappear for no reason, it turned out to be here!" Ye Bingfeng had always wondered why the Taoist priest led seven people, and now he understands that it was the evil ghost who came, and listening to the meaning of Old Man Liu's words, the person who arranged the formation at the beginning still has something to do with him..."Master? Do you call him Senior Brother? Ye Bingfeng asked, pouring out the limestone powder in his hand, and fell around the pit, leaving a gap.

"Alas, that's the one hundred and eighteenth generation head of Maoshan, and it's also my senior brother!" Old man Liu kept drawing talismans with cinnabar in his hand, Maoshan recorded that cinnabar is particularly restrained to ghosts such as corpses, cinnabar is also known as cinnabar, dansha, red dan, mercury sand, belongs to a kind of mineral vein, because of absorbing the righteousness of heaven and earth, so it repels evil spirits and cures ghosts, but the general cinnabar is used in tombs, or dyed into silk juan to wrap jade.

There is also red nitrate, red nitrate is a kind of saltpeter, maybe some people don't understand what it is, if you say "potassium nitrate" this title everyone can understand, in Maoshan art belongs to yang, the effect is better than cinnabar, but much more precious than cinnabar, most of the folk rituals are replaced by cinnabar, only the royal family or dignitaries have the strength to use "red nitrate" in the rituals.

Ye Bingfeng also used chicken blood to draw talismans before, chickens are yang and harmony, yang energy is great, and chicken blood is cheaper than cinnabar, the effect is of course not as good as red nitrate, and the current hem of the Yang Gathering Array with red nitrate is too wasteful, originally Old Man Liu is not much, and he is not reluctant.

He drew more than a dozen talismans and threw them all into the limestone powder of Ye Bingfeng's circle. In addition, he took out a string of copper coins and sprinkled eight lines connected to the stone circle outside the stone circle, of course, the circle sprinkled with stone powder was very good, and the copper coins were pitiful, and one was put on seven or eight, and in the end it was still a few short, and let Zhang Ziming pick up a few more.

As soon as the copper coin was scattered, the temperature in the pit was obviously much higher, and the red demon corpse also felt the normality of yang energy, roaring non-stop, and the copper coin stood up, and it was about to be broken when it saw that the ghost lock array was about to be broken.

Ye Bingfeng took the ****** and stabbed his arm, the grinning boss looked like he was not shallow, and the blood gushed out one by one, holding his arm and drawing the Juyang talisman with blood in the stone circle.

Fu Yicheng, Ye Bingfeng took out the peachwood sword and wiped it on his arm, "Master, start the battle!" Old man Liu grabbed a handful of limestone powder and sprinkled it on the gap.

"Huh" Suddenly a hot wind blew in the pit, and the red corpse instantly jumped, crackling bubbles on his body, and the green corpse oil flowed all over his body, emitting a strong stench, and pounced on Ye Bingfeng, "What's going on!" Old man Liu's eyelids jumped, why didn't this zombie jump and started walking directly with his feet!

Ye Bingfeng also looked incredible, blocking the first red corpse to pounce, and the peachwood sword was not needed, picking up the ****** and cutting the face of the red corpse in half, and the brain splattered Ye Bingfeng's face.

"Damn, it works!" The first to shout out was Old Man Liu, who tore off a piece of clothing from Zhang Ziming's body in surprise and wrapped it around his buttocks, took out a copper coin sword, jumped down and cut it.

Zhang Ziming was no exception, jumped to Ye Bingfeng'******s side and picked up the peachwood sword and slashed, "Bang Bang..."

"Male's Gobi! Lao Tzu is not convinced! Old man Liu said angrily. Ye Bingfeng was so powerful that he couldn't withstand the seven red corpses, and his body retreated, "Master, it's a big deal to go down the mountain first, I can't stand it!" Ye Bingfeng's face was blue, he had reached the edge of the Gathering Sun Array, his body was covered with corpse pulp, and he couldn't open his mouth.

Zhang Ziming was also uncomfortable, all the things on his body were taken by Old Man Liu, so how could he fight empty-handed.

There are many spell formations in Maoshan, but it takes time to arrange them... Seeing that the seven red corpses were about to leave the Juyang Array, if they ran down the mountain, the entire Jinan would be devastated, and it would be a great sin for Old Man Liu and a few Maoshan disciples.

"Lao Tzu, I am blessed with a great life, it's a big deal!" Old man Liu sat down suddenly, his hands were sealed, and the blood vessels in his body slowly burst out, "Bingfeng, give me ******!" Old man Liu shouted, "Master! Zhang Ziming saw Old Man Liu's angry eyes and hurriedly ran to Old Man Liu's side, stretching out his hand to interrupt Old Man Liu.

"Don't move me, if you don't want me to die, get out of the way, give me a knife when you don't have time!" Old man Liu yelled, and Ye Bingfeng didn't say anything when he saw this, so he had to throw the knife over.

Old man Liu picked up the ****** and punctured the three places of the heavenly protrusion, pylorus, and air pockets on his body, and the yellow cloth bag had already been torn into three pieces by Old Man Liu and placed in front of him, "Quickly draw seven corpse talismans and write my birthday!" After Old Man Liu finished speaking, he hurriedly muttered in his mouth: "The earth's veins and spiritual energy, flowing from the east, follow my destiny, burn his body, have an order for the three clears, burn the sky array, and become it!" ”

Ye Bingfeng put the seven talismans on the back of the red corpse, and the old man Liu took out three sticks of incense and twisted them into incense foam, wrapped them in a yellow cloth, kneaded them into a ball, and stained them with the blood flowing out of the three passes.

"Zichen, Tianyang, Taiyou!" As soon as Old Man Liu's words fell, Zhang Ziming quickly picked up the cloth ball and put it at the Xiaosan Pass, Old Man Liu stuck the ****** on the ground, took out a piece of rune paper and wrote the eight characters of the birthday and pasted it on the ******.

"Give it to me!" Old man Liu pressed the ****** into the soil, and the rune paper burned, and the blood of the three levels continued to flow down Old Man Liu's arm to the ******, and at the same time, the talisman on the back of the red corpse burst into flames.

However, the fire of the gas on the rune paper glowed purple, and the corpse oil dripped on the rune paper, as if adding fuel to the fire, and the life became bigger and bigger, gradually spreading to the entire corpse.

Old man Liu's face turned pale, and he pressed the ****** hard, and at the same time, the yellow cloth ball at the third pass also ignited a purple flame.

The blood flowed faster and faster, the red corpse gradually stopped moving in the fire, the corpse oil was all over the ground, and the stench was all over the sky, at this time, Old Man Liu breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as his hand was loosened, the ****** came out of the soil, and Old Man Liu's body also fell.

Ye Bingfeng was just about to run to support Old Man Liu, but who expected that a little monk appeared behind Old Man Liu, and the little monk glanced at Ye Bingfeng and Zhang Ziming, and sighed softly: "Amitabha, the poor monk is late......"