"Little handsome guy, are you looking for me..."

"That kid, tell your uncle to come out..."

"Son, did you call your mother out..."

"Husband, what's the matter with calling a concubine..."

"Daddy, Daddy, where are we going..."

……

In the next moment, miscellaneous sounds burst out like a flood, rushing into people's ears, and several people outside the altar couldn't help but reach out to cover it, but it didn't work, that thing was pervasive, and then it was like whispering in the ear.

The blood-stained peachwood sword emitted a burst of red glow, scattered and shone in all directions. A group of ragged figures faintly appeared near the desk, their lips squirmed slightly, pouring out the general murmuring, at first glance I thought it was a person, but after a closer look, I found that their feet were floating, where is the person!

Wang Shaoyi's eyes were squinted, the peachwood sword stood on his chest, spinning in place like a spinning top, the speed was very slow, and he carefully identified the crowd around him, there were tall and short, fat and thin, graceful and burly, and even many children, but after this circle, he didn't find the obvious figure of Mr. Liao, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart.

As Xuanyun said, the conjuring is to establish a base station at a certain point, and it is the essence of that person who maintains the existence of this point, and the time of conjuring the soul is not long for a minute, and the essence of the conjuring person is weaker by one point, if it reaches a certain critical point that is out of control, then the final result is the ghost upper body.

Experienced people will grasp the rhythm and know the purpose. When should it be strong and when should it be hard, but this is Wang Shaoyi's first time summoning spirits, and he has begun to vent his spirit, and the hand holding the Tie Birch Sword has begun to tremble faintly, and it looks a little unbearable.

Xuanyun didn't move, but his eyes kept staring at the changes in Wang Shaoyi's body, and if something was wrong, he would definitely rush up to stop it.

At this moment, Wang Shaoyi suddenly poked the red flashing peachwood sword at the top of the candlestick, and this time the spell was next to the candle flame. "Coaxing" and it ignited.

Say it's too late, then it's too fast. Almost at the same moment, he circled the peachwood sword back and forth above his head, and said something in his mouth: Nan Wu Jia Li Xi Duo, Duo Li even Duo Duo. I'm from yin and yang. The gate of the underworld. Open!

As soon as the word "open" came out of his mouth, the end of the whole forest suddenly shook violently like a twitch, and the leaves couldn't help but shake and fall from the treetops one by one. However, it did not fall to the ground, but followed a swaying air flow to form a huge whirlpool above Wang Shaoyi's head.

The mouth of the vortex was facing upwards, like an upside-down funnel, and a faint burst of black gas flashed from the mouth.

As soon as Xuanyun saw the black qi appear, he immediately shouted: "It's not good, it's a wronged ghost!" As he spoke, he had already run out, and he didn't know when he grabbed a bell with a thick thumb in his hand, shaking it while running, running to Wang Shaoyi's side in three or two steps, and threw the bell into the air with a flick of his hand, and after throwing it, the index finger and middle finger of his right hand immediately merged together, and the other fingers were clasped into the palm of his hand and erected on the outer edge of his lips.

The bell flew straight towards the hole in the funnel as if it were equipped with a navigation device.

The whirlpool in the air suddenly paused, and then suddenly increased in speed, bringing up the branches in the flat ground and making a "crackling" sound, and in a short time the bell was completely drowned out.

As soon as the bell disappeared, Xuanyun's two index fingers began to tremble faintly, but he stiffened to maintain that posture, and just as he ran near the altar, he burst into a shout: "Break!" ”

Before the words fell, the whirlpool that was spinning rapidly in mid-air suddenly stopped completely with a "bang" like hitting an iron plate, and then all those leaves fell like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Ding~"

With a crisp sound, the bell fell from mid-air and smashed to the ground, beating a few times before stopping.

Xuanyun's body shook suddenly, holding on to the desk to see how he stabilized his body, his face turned pale for a moment, and he gasped outward.

Then the people looked at the ground again, and found that the bell, which had been copper-colored, had turned black, as if it had been roasted in a fire.

"Bang~"

With a sound, Wang Shaoyi's hand was soft, and the peach wood sword in his hand fell straight to the desk, his hand was already trembling uncontrollably, obviously at the end of the crossbow, and he was also lying on the desk panting.

At this moment, he was also a little annoyed in his heart, that "Notes on Finding Gold" had not been studied thoroughly, and he was worried that Mr. Liao would hurry up, but the result seemed very reluctant, but fortunately, it would be okay now.

Mr. Liao looked at the leaves scattered around him, as well as the copper bells like charcoal, and also took a long breath, and smiled at Wang Shaoyi and Xuanyun who were panting with half-closed eyes, but at this moment, he suddenly found that Xuanyun's face had changed again, and it was even whiter than just now, and just when he was puzzled, a sharp and piercing cry suddenly came from behind him.

"Who is it?! Who summoned me?! ”

Mr. Liao was so frightened that he turned his head suddenly, turned around and fell backwards, and a stumbling foot actually fell directly to the ground with an ass facing the sky.

He raised his head and looked again, only to find that at this time, Wang Mengmeng's heels suddenly floated, and his big eyes also emitted a burst of red-black light, his face was as white as paper, his lips were red as blood, his willow eyebrows were upside down, and his hair was fluttering.

At this time, Xuan Yun had already stood up straight, picked up the peachwood sword that fell to the desk, grabbed it in his arms, stretched out his hand to suppress ghosts, and shouted violently: "Where are the ghosts, don't you show up quickly, do you want to be broken by my Yin Yang Dao Law and disappear!" ”

As soon as he shouted these words, Wang Mengmeng's body suddenly trembled, and the expression on her face was also dark, but immediately the resentment was afraid of her cheeks, and the words of resentment immediately spit out from her mouth: "You broken Taoist priest, what kind of messy yin and yang Taoism is you talking about, isn't it just a ghost suppression talisman, if I am usually afraid of you, now the essence on your body is so weak, I don't know if you are going to accept me, or if I want to eat your Yuan Shen!" ”

As soon as the word "god" was spit out, a gust of wind suddenly hung in the flat ground for no reason, and this time it directly blew out the candle flame on the desk "poof".

The situation was about to erupt, but at this moment, the corner of Wang Shaoyi's mouth on the side of the desk suddenly showed a strange smile, he put his hands on his waist, walked past Xuanyun who blocked his vision, and said with interest: "That..." (to be continued......)