Who stole Yang Shou!

As soon as the five words came out, it was like a thunderclap on the spot, making the originally gloomy room a lot brighter.

"The lantern keeper of the drum?"

With just one glance, Ying Mu recognized what kind of talisman it was.

Although the hanging drum vein has not been in the world for a long time, as a descending vein that often deals with human life, it is no stranger to the three veins of divine cultivation in the past, and even now in this world, all the cultivation exercises that deal with the dead are inseparable from divine cultivation.

People have three soul lamps, and the lamps are extinguished and people die, and what Yingmu has to do is to take away the lamp oil from Liu Chu's soul lamp and put it in his soul lamp.

The so-called stealing Yangshou sounds very lofty and mysterious, but in fact, to put it bluntly, it's that simple.

If you want not to die, you can only keep using secret techniques to put other people's lamp oil into your soul lamp in your soul lamp.

It's just that this method is not Fa-rectification after all, because everyone's soul lamp is different, if you do this often, there will be more and more impurities in your soul lamp, and when there is a day when the impurities are overflowing, that is, when the life span is at the end.

The lantern guard talisman of the hanging drum is used to keep the soul lamp.

These five words not only shocked Ying Mu and Lin Zilong, but also shocked the mysterious object summoned by Ying Mu, which is a guy similar to the god of death in Western mythology.

It's just that this Grim Reaper is made up of black smoke, dressed in a black robe, revealing two red eyes, and holding a scythe.

This is a Yin soldier who fought on the ancient battlefield back then, was discovered and blessed by Yingmu's master, and passed on to Yingmu after his death.

At this moment, the Yin soldiers were the most affected, and the grand and solemn voice seemed to awaken the memories in the depths of the Yin soldiers, and there were faint signs of getting rid of Ying Mu's control.

At this moment, the burned-out talisman conjured up a Yin soldier, with a golden nine-character flashing on his chest.

It turned out to be a nine-stroke lantern guarding talisman, Ying Mu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his eight-layer qi cultivation was still not a problem to deal with this kind of talisman.

However, before that, he had to regain control of his divine weapon, and immediately bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood into the vessel in front of him, stabilizing the divine soldier.

"A small nine-stroke talisman soldier dares to spoil my good deeds, and those who know each other should quickly retreat, otherwise they will be accepted by you. ”

The Fu soldier looked at the three soul lamps that Liu Chu put out, shook his head, and said: "No matter which lineage you are, this person's yang life is not exhausted, and when there are still ones, there are not many magazines, obviously not a person who is full of evil, such a person, even if he is a funeral lineage, he can't be forcibly sent to the funeral here? Why do you dare to steal Yang Shou?!"

"Kill him!"

Ying Mu was a little impatient and ordered his divine soldiers to kill the other party.

When the divine soldier heard this request, he hesitated for a moment, Ying Mu spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and the divine soldier's eyes were red, and he raised the sickle in his hand high and slashed at the Fu soldier.

Those who enter the military in the divine realm are at least to build a foundation!

Even if this is a soldier soul who has suffered indelible damage on the ancient battlefield and is no longer at its peak when he cultivates, it is more than enough to deal with a nine-stroke talisman soldier who is equivalent to the first level of Qi training.

The scythe slipped down, and the rune soldiers didn't have time to dodge at all, and they were cut in two at once, slowly dissipating.

"Little runes, dare to do bad things to me!"

Ying Mu snorted coldly and spoke.

If there is still a drumming vein in this world, he can't say it, so he will leave and flee far away.

However, as we all know, the Hanging Drum One Pulse has long been out of the world, and after the outbreak of the War between the Two Realms that year, the Hanging Drum One Pulse was the first to be destroyed, because this was originally a war between the Two Realms caused by the Confession of the Underworld.

The divine realm was sealed, the yin and yang realm was closed, and there were deeds of the funeral vein and the Huangquan vein circulating in this world, but for so many years, there was no news of the drum.

It is no exaggeration to say that the hanging drum is definitely the focus of everyone's attention in the cultivation world, and the town prison official is hard to find, and the hanging drum does not exist.

This is the way of the world today, not to mention, it is no secret that the Sky Survey Bell was broken some time ago, and now that the town prison officer is gone, the Yin and Yang Realm is closed, and this world can be free.

"Died so easily?"

Lin Zilong's eyes widened, and he stood up with his legs kicked, he thought that what kind of powerful character came out, but it turned out to be a one-knife second, what did you say?

"Little nine-stroke talisman soldier, what important goods did you have at that time?"

Ying Mu said angrily.

"Hey, hey!"

Lin Zilong's eyes lit up, rubbed his hands, bent over and shook his head towards Liu Ningxue, and said with a cruel smile: "This time I see where else can you run?"

"Don't come here!"

Liu Ningxue panicked, she didn't expect that it would end like this in the end, the talisman does have an effect, but it doesn't work, so what about the one in her hand?

This is the last one.

Lin Zilong slowly approached, and just as he was about to pounce on her, Liu Ningxue threw out the last talisman in his hand.

The paper note crossed the air, and there was no fire and spontaneous combustion.

Five words rang out again.

"Who stole Yang Shou?!"

And one more?

This was beyond Ying Mu's expectations, but after seeing that it was also a nine-stroke talisman soldier, he just frowned, two nine-stroke paper talismans in a row, where did this Liu Ningxue get it?

This thought was only a flash, and he ordered the divine soldiers to slash the rune soldiers again.

The divine soldier was charged, and although he didn't want to do so, he had no choice but to wield the scythe again.

Seeing that the scythe was about to hit the body of the rune soldier, the rune soldier didn't know how to conjure up a phantom of a yin drum, holding a drumstick and slamming it on the drum.

"Boom!"

The dull sound of drums came out, which made the body of the divine soldier stunned, Lin Zilong was stunned on the spot, and Ying Mu turned his head in surprise.

If there is a thief of Yang Shou, he can't be caught, and the Fu soldiers can beat the drum and call the drum man to come here!

The sound of the drums turned into ripples and rippled quickly.

"Yin Drum!"

Yingmu's face changed.

Immediately afterwards, he secretly hated, the yin drum is made of the skin of the screaming beast, which can be transmitted for thousands of miles, and at the same time has a short-term restraint effect on the soul of the divine soldier, and now there is no hanging drum in the world, he is not worried about calling the hanging drum man, but it will take some effort to relieve his intimidated divine soldier, and it will take some effort.

Now that it has been delayed for a long time, I am afraid that something will change if there is more time.

Immediately didn't care about preserving his strength, spurted out three mouthfuls of menstrual blood in a row, the most important thing at the moment was to regain control of the divine soldiers, steal Liu Chufang's Yangshou, and then control Liu Ningxue and Lin Zilong to complete their marriage, and get their own two billion, so they will naturally have a lot of time to cultivate.

Three mouthfuls of essence blood spurted out, and the effect appeared immediately, and the divine soldier regained control.

"Kill him!"

Yingmu yelled.

The body of the Nine Strokes Runic Soldier had begun to fade at this moment, and there was no way to stop it, so he could only watch the scythe swing down.

The speed of the scythe was extremely fast, and it was about to cut the rune soldiers in two, when suddenly something flew in front of the scythe, shaking the scythe away.

I saw that this was a big black plaque with two big characters on it - hanging drum!

Hanging drums and ancestral plaques to.