When I heard the Yin and Yang realm, my heart was shocked, and I still haven't figured out what that space is, but I know that there is a horror in that space, and it is pure luck that I can escape from it.

Does this space still need manpower to open it?

And the tall and thin old man obviously disagreed, and said, "If you want to go, I will go, you can help me, this place will depend on you in the future... ”

He said as he grabbed a woodcut figure from the package behind his back.

This woodcarved villain is half a meter high, is a child-like villain, wearing a hundred clothes, scarlet eyes, fierce appearance, one point to the sky, one finger to the ground, stepping on a lotus platform.

This is what they call the prince of Wu?

Before I set out to come here, I learned a lot about the Nu Fa, and there were many gods in the Wu opera troupe, including the King of the Mountain, Qin Tong, Miss Xianfeng, Duguan, Erlang, Lord Chuan, Tang, Monk, Niangniang, Grandpa, Holy Father, Our Lady, Flipper, Wu Gong, Wu Po, and Di Wu Prince.

This prince of the earth is the soul of the ceremony, all the people in the opera team, often have to light incense, bow down to the prince of the earth, ask for blessings, please go to the gods in the law, please the king of the mountain, Qin Tong and the like, no one has ever invited the prince of the earth, according to legend, the prince is too fierce, no one's body can control it.

Although the opponent had released countless ghosts, the two old men actually lit incense and knelt down in front of this earthly prince, as if no one was around.

Both of them looked and voiced reverently, and I heard their muffled voices, "The Prince's Spiritual Breath... Now in the world ... Fu Wei is still feasting... ”

The girl named Xiaojuan was in front of the fog at this time, and the fog was densely packed with ghosts, these ghosts were old and young, tall and short, but none of them were particularly fierce, and they didn't get Xiaojuan's orders, they were like a group of locked wolves.

I was wondering what the Trigod Sect was doing with this little girl, but I didn't expect this little girl to hold such a ghost soldier in her hands.

Seeing the two old men kneeling in front of a wooden figure, the girl felt very strange and didn't urge those ghosts to come up, but Zhang Gu seemed to know him, and turned his head to the little girl and shouted, "Quickly drive the ghosts up, they want to invite God!" ”

The girl took out a small black flag and waved her hand, those ghosts surged, the yin wind protruded, so many ghosts, the people who were wrapped in it, the mind was very easy to control, once the mind was controlled, these ghosts could go up and devour people's yang energy and essence.

After reciting the five mantras, my whole body seemed to have just recovered from a serious illness, and I walked back with frivolous steps.

This group of ghost soldiers carrying this yin wind and mist finally reached my side.

At this time, the two old men were still kneeling side by side towards the prince of the earth.

The two of them seemed to have turned into devout believers, bent on asking for the protection of the gods, and at this time, even if the sky fell and the river flowed backwards, they didn't care at all.

These two old men are stubborn and not afraid of death, although my feet are weak and weak, I can't watch these two old men being attacked by a hundred ghosts, and forcibly wave the mountain spirit curse in my hand in order to force these ghosts back.

But in just an instant, these ghosts had already surrounded us, and the hideous faces in the mist rushed into us.

Although the mountain spirit curse in my hand can be forcibly activated, it is already a drop in the bucket in the face of so many ghosts.

In a moment, my whole body was grabbed by countless ghosts, and a stream of cold penetrated into my body, this feeling was like countless cold knives, stabbing into people's bodies from all directions, and the cold penetrated into the heart and lungs.

If this continues, it will only take a very short time for my mind to be controlled by Yin Qi.

Once the mind is lost, it is like playing chess, and the whole person will be wasted.

I roared, reached out and pulled out a grinning male ghost from the mist, the mountain spirit curse in his hand accompanied Yuehua Lian, the male ghost screamed, turned into frost in a moment, and his soul flew away!

After I killed a ghost with the only strength I had left, I felt that my strength was seriously insufficient, and my mind was a little dizzy, but the ghosts around me still did not retreat, like a pack of wolves besieging bison, and you rushed up for it.

The two old men knelt on the ground, letting the ghosts' cold claws scratch their bodies, occasionally gritting their teeth and letting out a moan and trembling, but maintaining a kneeling posture.

The plackets and hair of the three of us were swayed by the yin wind, but those yin winds could not shake the woodcarved prince in the slightest.

The sculpture of this prince is indeed a bit evil.

But is it really reliable to pin all your hopes on this magic trick?

You must know that the divine breath does not mean that you can invite it, many people ask for divine arts, and there are many who fail.

For example, in the mountains before, Chen Muzi couldn't sense the surrounding situation, which was a manifestation of the failure of the magic technique.

But against so many ghosts, other spells seem to be really difficult, these two old men seem to be gamblers, and the bet is their life.

Thankfully, they won the bet.

As the eyes of the sculpture of the prince of the earth suddenly flashed, the sculpture trembled violently, and the wood seemed to slowly peel off, and out of it came the phantom of a child.

This phantom is not a ghost, a ghost is energy, and this phantom is like a condensation of some kind of breath, a bit like a spirit body.

It's just that the white phantom, with a red eye, looks particularly weird.

I don't know if he is supposed to belong to the category of gods, but I have limited knowledge of gods, and I have not heard of them being children.

After the appearance of this earthly prince, he slowly walked a few steps forward, raised his head and let out a long roar, the sound was extremely penetrating, a bit like the sound of a dolphin, ethereal, but condensed but not dispersed.

The ghosts around us were shaken apart by this shout, and the fog circles became a little larger, but these ghosts were fierce, and they still surrounded us, revealing their flamboyant claws.

The red-eyed prince rushed into the ghost pile in an instant, and suddenly grabbed the hands of a long-haired female ghost, and when the long-haired female ghost stretched out her sharp teeth and wanted to pounce on him and tear his neck, the prince suddenly used force to tear the female ghost into several pieces.

The female ghost screamed and vanished.

This prince seems to be the nemesis of ghosts, these ghosts are like mist, he is like a wind blowing into the mist, with his own strength, these ghosts have been beaten back.

These ghosts have been trained, as long as there is blood in their eyes, there is no fear, although they are invincible, they still besiege the small figure of this earth prince.

The prince was obviously furious, and with a long dolphin-like scream, he rushed into the crowd of ghosts again.

These ghosts also attacked the prince of the earth, and they grabbed his hands and feet, there were many ghosts, swarming up, the ghosts were like wolves, the prince of the earth was like a tiger, the tiger entered the wolves, the fight was extremely fierce, and the sound of ghosts screaming came from time to time.

The people of the Tritheistic Sect were also extremely nervous, they had never seen so many ghosts fighting against a phantom.

At this moment, I saw the two old men out of the corner of my eye, so many ghosts were scratching their backs, and they must have been hurt a lot.

The white-haired old man was still sitting in front of the lit incense, and turned to the tall and thin old man beside him, "Don't fight with me, you must not let one of them go away this time, I will go foolproof." ”

The tall and thin old man saw the appearance of the prince of the earth, and the ghost did not retreat immediately, his expression was nervous, and he nodded slowly.

My heart trembled, do I want to open the Yin and Yang realm again?

The white-haired old man glanced at me and said weakly, "I wronged you before, you come here." ”

I didn't know what he meant, but thinking that he wouldn't hurt me again, I hesitated for a moment, gritted my teeth and crawled over.

The tall and thin old man immediately grabbed a short knife and stabbed the palm of his hand, and I saw him holding the blood in his hand, and just as I was surprised, he reached out and wiped the blood on my forehead.

I felt a chill on my forehead, and I was terrified, I saw Qian Mazi leave people's souls before, and I used a similar method.

I leaned back, reaching out to open his hand too late, just to wipe the blood off my forehead right away.

The tall and thin old man immediately said, "The watch should be (don't move), it's (this) a way to protect you!" ”

The white-haired old man saw the blood on my forehead and slowly closed his eyes before the incense, while the tall and thin old man put his hand on his back.

That prince must be a ray of divine breath of a certain god, and he didn't expect to deal with so many evil ghosts, although these wild ghosts centered on him, and they kept flying, but his small body also began to collapse.