After that, the Qingfeng Dao Leader turned around and handed the bronze coin ancient sword to Zhou Ming on the side, and said in a deep voice: "Poor Dao is going to cast a spell to deal with those people in the Qingxu Demon Dao now, just stand here and don't let anyone disturb Poor Dao." ”

"Don't worry, Dao Chief, with a few of us guarding here, no one will disturb you." Guo Dacheng finally relieved himself, his face gradually became a little bloody, and he took a deep breath and said.

Qingfeng Dao Chang nodded, his face suddenly had a touch of worry, he turned his head to look at Wu Feng and Zhou Ming, opened his mouth, wanted to say something, the words came to his mouth, but he still swallowed the words into his stomach again, in fact, Qingfeng Dao Chang originally wanted to say that his spell casting this time was quite dangerous, if the witch Gu master on the side of Qingxu Demon Dao was too powerful, it was very likely that he would regurgitate the yin and evil qi of those dozens of unjust souls on himself, and he might lose his life if he was not careful, the reason why Qingfeng Dao Chang didn't say, is afraid that his two disciples will stop him, and the one he did before will be defeated.

Fortunately, the worried eyes of Qingfeng Dao Leader only flashed by, Wu Feng and Zhou Ming didn't care too much, and thought that it was caused by the fact that his old man had consumed too much vitality when he cast the spell just now, and he hadn't rested yet.

Qingfeng Dao Chang slowly walked to the offering table, Wu Feng didn't know where to find a futon and put it in front of the offering table, Qingfeng Dao Chang sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, pinched a few fingers with his fingers, and placed it flat on his knees, as if an old monk was in a meditation.

Everyone gathered around the Qingfeng Dao Chief, somehow, suddenly, everyone had a nervous sense of oppression, and their unconscious breathing became heavy, as if echoing everyone's feelings, Qingfeng Dao Chang just closed his eyes, and suddenly there was a gust of yin wind in the yard, circling a few people non-stop, blowing the burning paper in the brazier, rolling up a cloud of black paper ashes, flying all over the sky, everyone looked at the paper ashes that kept floating, I felt that the cold feeling not long ago wrapped me again, and my heart beat faster, but after a while, the whole world was quiet again, but it was a little too quiet, and the birds that had been chirping in the yard suddenly closed their mouths, and everyone seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeats.

Everyone stood in place and didn't move, just looked at Qingfeng Dao in a daze, a little nervous, a little expectant, and inexplicably a little worried, but everyone didn't dare to make a sound, just looked at it in a daze.

After Qingfeng Dao became settled, the breath of the whole body converged, and the surrounding qiē could no longer be felt, even the breathing had stopped, the whole world was peaceful, and the bloody clay man on the table gradually appeared in his mind, and there were only a few simple shadows in this picture, and he couldn't see his face, and even their shadows flickered.

However, Qingfeng Dao Chang still recognized the Qingxu Demon Dao at once, he was leaning over, and he was still a little unfavorable when he walked, walking with a figure in front of him, that figure looked very thin, Qingfeng Dao Chang felt that strong yin and evil aura from his shadow, without thinking, you can guess that that person must be the helper invited by Qingxu Demon Dao, that is, the witch Gu master who has never met.