"Real people open the light!"

Gong Lengyue snorted lightly and stepped onto a makeshift altar, her temples were tied up, and her face was like jade, like a delicate Taoist child.

She held three pillars of red line money incense as thick as a baby's arm, high on the left and low on the right, bowed three times in all directions, and inserted it on the bronze furnace of the Rui Beast on the altar, which was clearly not lit, but three wisps of green smoke rose up, twisted into a strand in mid-air, floated to the center of the spiritual bed, and wound into a closed ring.

Seeing this, Gong Lengyue nodded slightly, and said, "The incense has been burned, and the time is coming!" ”

"Mages are back in place!" Huang Junsheng and Ye Xuanfu, who were standing on the left and right sides of the altar, shouted, their voices were loud, like morning bells and dusk drums, deafening.

This consecration was presided over by Gong Lengyue, and Ye Xuanfu and Huang Junsheng were two real deputies, and the specifications could be said to be extremely high, which was the greatest affirmation and glory for the sacrificial mage.

"Celestial Master, please!"

Gong Lengyue's expression was extremely solemn, and she held out a classical picture scroll with both hands, gently unfolded it, and hung it directly above the altar.

In the painting, a white-haired childish face, a tall old man with fairy wind bones, carrying seven swords, wearing a purple gold pure yang crown, wearing a purple gold Tai Chi gossip robe, without the slightest state of a dragon clock, standing on the paper, standing upright like a pine and cypress, like an iron spear leaning against the sky, with an immortal temperament, tenacious will, and a heroic righteousness through the paper.

"Meet the Celestial Master!"

All the mages under the altar bowed to the old man in the portrait, all in awe and admiration.

"Old man......" Ye Xuanfu's expression was the most complicated, in addition to reverence, there was also a trace of nostalgia.

The person who painted the portrait of the Heavenly Master is the last Heavenly Master in modern times, the founder of "One Meeting", the honorific title of Pure Yang Heavenly Master, and the Taishan Beidou who is respected as the Taoist God in the mage world - Ye Longsheng!

This ritual was initiated by Ye Longsheng, and naturally he hung a portrait of his god.

The opening of the light was officially launched, the various mages stood on the formation nodes, Gong Lengyue was doing the method, she picked up a gossip bronze mirror, turned it three times in the palm of her hand, and quickly wrote a "edict" on the bronze mirror, placed it on a jujube red wooden frame, and a yellow pillar of light shone towards the spiritual bed.

"The mirror hangs high!"

All the mages shouted in unison.

Immediately afterwards, Gong Lengyueyue's white long sleeves flicked, and a peachwood sword flew out, the jade hand instantly held the hilt of the sword, danced the wooden sword, and picked up a little cinnabar in the jade bowl with the tip of the sword, raised his waist back, raised his arm, and scattered the cinnabar on the sword, and the stars fell on the scarecrow on the spiritual bed.

"A piece of Dan's heart!"

The mages shouted again, their voices getting louder and louder.

Then, every time a ritual was performed, the mage followed and shouted, until at a certain point, a gust of wind rose from the ground, blowing chills in everyone's hearts.

"Quartet ghosts, all the moves are here!" Suddenly, Gong Lengyue snorted lightly and raised the wooden sword in his hand.

As soon as the words fell, the yin wind became even stronger, and even turned into a cyclone, which did not disperse in the center, and became thicker and thicker, and turned into a lead-colored dark cloud, surrounding the rows of spiritual beds.

If the group of people who often play spirit summoning games are here, they must be exclaimed, because Gong Lengyue's spells are so similar to spirit summoning games, the only difference is that Gong Lengyue's spell power is more than a hundred times that of ordinary spirit summoning games, coupled with the particularity of the psychic tavern, it will attract ghosts and monsters one hundred percent.

And...... It's not your average ghost!

"Roaring ......"

"Ah......h

"Whew......"

The psychic tavern suddenly became gloomy, all kinds of ghosts and wolves howled one after another, and there were many ghosts in the condensed lead-colored dark clouds, and no less than dozens of ghosts were summoned.

"You are so bold, are you summoned to seek death?"

"I sensed a lot of fresh flesh and soul."

"Dead ...... Die...... All to ...... death"

The cries and screams of ghosts, screams, etc., are clearer, and there are already ghosts appearing, gradually becoming clearer, such as hanged ghosts, water ghosts, blood ghosts, etc., and the death is terrifying.

Ordinary people would probably faint directly when they saw it, but the mages were calm and composed, and even said that their faces were indifferent, with a hint of mockery and coldness on the corners of their mouths.

If one or two mages saw so many ghosts, it was estimated that they would break out in a cold sweat, but thinking of so many mages present, it was more important to have three high-level mages with real human positions in charge, and the ghost king would die when he came, and the ghosts would die as many as he came.

When the ghost was fully manifested and let out a terrible scream, he was ready to kill the flesh and soul that had enjoyed the fresh flesh and soul in the past, but when he saw a group of "fierce gods and evil" mages, there were three high-level mages with real human status on the altar who looked at him coldly, and were stunned for a moment, and immediately showed a look of horror.

"Mage, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

"Ah, how can this be, why are so many mages gathered here?"

"You can't do this, forcibly recruiting ghosts is against heaven and harmony, and it is to deplete your yin virtue!"

One by one, the ghosts let out piercing screams as if they had seen a ghost.

Gong Lengyue glanced indifferently, manifesting that all the ghosts present were terrible ghosts, there were no lonely souls and wild ghosts, and all of them were stained with blood, they were fierce ghosts who had killed people, she ignored the crying and begging for mercy.

But there is one thing, those powerful ghosts are right, such a large-scale forcible recruitment of ghosts will deplete Yin Virtue, and the amount is huge!

But Gong Lengyue didn't pay too much attention to it, and after seeing that the ghost in the center was almost summoned, the peachwood sword slapped on the altar, and immediately glued a purple light rich talisman seal.

"Divine soldiers descend from the sky, golden armor dragon spears, subduing ghosts and subduing demons, urgent and wishful orders!" Gong Lengyue snorted, and suddenly felt that the qi in his body was like water being pumped away, and the purple rune seal on the wooden sword suddenly turned into a ball of light and exploded, turning into purple flames and flying down the altar, submerging into the scarecrow on the spiritual bed.

The ghosts in the dark clouds were stunned for a moment, came back to their senses, and immediately frantically pounced on the scarecrow on the spiritual bed.

Ghosts can't see magic weapons, just as people can't see ghosts, at first, many ghosts didn't realize the existence of the scarecrow specially made by the mage, but when the light emitted by the purple rune seal disappeared into the scarecrow, some kind of drastic change occurred, which made the ghosts have a sense of crisis!

Just when the ghost slaughtered the past, it was already too late, and the purple bloom on each scarecrow flashed, and the talisman paper with the eight characters and names of the birthday immediately integrated into it, and then the golden armor came, the dragon spear manifested, and the scarecrow light turned, and it suddenly became a soldier with infinite might.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The scarecrow-transformed divine soldier jumped off the spiritual bed, clad in armor and armed with a spear, and fought with the ghosts.

It was really invincible, one shot to kill a fierce ghost, one stick to kill a fierce spirit, but several divine soldiers killed more than a dozen fierce ghosts to throw away their armor and run away with their heads.

But if you are careful, you can find that under the formation, there are golden threads that are transmitted from the mages at each node, connected to the bodies of each divine soldier, and help them, which is the achievement of the mighty momentum of the divine soldier.

At the same time, every time a divine soldier kills a powerful ghost, a pale golden light will fly out and disappear into the wooden plaque pinned to his waist, which seems to have produced some kind of change that is invisible to the naked eye.

The golden light flew, adding a sense of righteousness and heroism in the gloomy environment, and after a while, after all the ghosts were subdued, the mysterious state of the divine soldiers dissipated, and they turned into familiar faces.

"Iron Bull!"

"Master Kong."

"Second Brother ......"

Immediately someone among the mages cried out, full of sorrow, full of nostalgia, full of ...... Pride!

It's a very complex and contradictory emotion, no one wants them to die, but everyone is immensely proud of their sacrifice!

"Third brother, come on!"

"A-Yuan, don't cry, I'm here."

"Hahaha, Boss Huang, your 'justice in the world', I still want to have another drink!"

One by one, the souls of the deceased mages manifested, standing "inside the circle", talking to the mages "outside the circle", there were not too many touching farewells, but I don't know why, there was always an indescribable atmosphere and emotions that were spreading and touching, and some people were already in tears.

"Time is running out, goodbye! See you soon! ”

"I speak for the way of heaven, I am the judge of the world, and I speak for the way of heaven...... Guarding the world! ”

"The death of the mage is another beginning, don't cry, this is the supreme medal, this is the highest glory."

The dead mage soul showed an open-minded smile, and then several souls looked at the three real people on the altar, and they all clasped their fists and bowed, and when their eyes fell on Ye Longsheng's portrait of the Heavenly Master, their expressions suddenly turned grim, and they saluted together!

"Alright, it's getting late, we should be on our way."

"Help me take care of my ...... Family ......"

"Hehe, the world is handed over to you, don't embarrass us."

As he spoke, the mage's soul gradually faded.

At this time, Gong Lengyue hurriedly did it, swinging the wooden sword while releasing the Gang Qi recklessly.

"Real people petition, Yin De is a god!"

In the end, Gong Lengyue threw out the wooden sword in his hand, and it was suspended in mid-air, swinging out circles of golden light.

She flipped her palm and took out a token, which was her tablet, with four words written on it: Tiance Zhenren!

And Gong Lengyue, the moon-white Taoist robe and magic robe are blowing without wind, the clouds are flying, and every inch and wisp of her body are flowing with divine golden light, as if she has become a god!

"Feng Luo Tie Niu is the god of King Kong immovable protector, Zhang Yuankai is the god of Santu River ferry, Sun Wuli is the god of the ghost gate guarding the law, and Lu Feng is the ......" Gong Lengyue emitted a soft golden light, and her voice became ethereal, like the sound of the Great Dao Lun, the words are followed, one syllable and one character, all imprinted in the void, like writing the decree of heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the wooden plaques on the waists of the souls of those mages floated up, bursting out with dazzling golden light, enveloping their souls at once, and a netherworld ghost door opened in the green smoke above, and the brush disappeared into it!

(PS: The cold moon girl seals the gods for the sky, ask for votes!) Collect! ）