Zhang Yu was slightly moved, stared at Li Sheng, and said, "Oh, you actually know this thing?"

Li Sheng's face changed several times, and he said hatefully: "No, even if this is really the Hundred Ghost Knife of the Underworld, you can't be a mistake, the Underworld has been closed for thousands of years, and there are no gods in the world for a long time." ”

Zhang Yu didn't care, glanced at the hall, and said, "You'll know soon." ”

As soon as the words fell, the strong wind paved the way, but it was Li Sheng who made a sneak attack.

The black fog changed, spread quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it surrounded Zhang Yu, from the outside, in the black fog, there seemed to be countless ghosts wailing, fangs and claws, and pounced on Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu looked up and took a closer look, the black mist was like ink, revealing weirdness, hidden in the dark, as if hiding a pair of vicious eyes.

Suddenly, dozens of hands stretched out from the black mist, struggling, and grabbed Zhang Yu together.

Zhang Yu dodged, there were a few places that did not dodge, and he was dragged to his clothes by a few hands, and he only felt that his soul was shaken for a while, and there was a sharp pain like tearing in his brain.

As soon as the official seal on the waist lit up, the divine sword flashed, and a huge aura rose on Zhang Yu's body, and at that time, the strange hand was like being frightened, the black fog was like ice and snow was released, and it contracted sharply, and there were bursts of crying in the black fog.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu took advantage of the situation and swung a knife, like cutting butter, and the black mist was divided into two groups for a long time.

Li Sheng hid in the black fog, hissing and scolding, the black fog rolled, expanding and contracting, trying to piece it back together, but it seemed to be blocked by the invisible and could not be formed.

With a move of his hand, the soul chain appeared out of thin air, like a dragon entering the sea, Zhang Yao, galloping and falling, layering the black mist together, with the soul chain stirring and sneering, bursts of black light flashed on the surface of the soul chain.

The formless and incorporeal black mist continued to shrink and become smaller, and the soul chain was tightened more and more, and gradually the black mist dissipated, revealing the appearance of Li Sheng's anger and depravity.

Lisheng was dismantled, like a demon, struggling and roaring, constantly roaring, trying to break free from the soul chain, but he didn't want to, the more he struggled, the tighter the soul chain became, like an entangled python, not giving him a chance to break free.

When the opportunity was spoken, Zhang Yu did not hesitate, and with one move, he slashed at the door of Lisheng's face, and Lisheng's complexion changed dramatically.

Clang!

A ray of light passed, and a faint golden light appeared around Li Sheng's body, formless and substantial, hazy, but just at the critical moment, blocking Zhang Yu's Pu Dao.

Pu Dao came back with a shock, Zhang Yu's hands trembled, and he was almost unstable.

"Luo Mingya!" Zhang Yu gritted his teeth and scolded in his heart.

How could he not tell that the one who was protecting Lisheng was the Buddhist relics he had seen at Luo Mingya and Chen Erniu.

According to Chen Erniu, there is only one pair of relics in the entire Qingyuan Temple, one is in his hands at the moment, and the other is what he has seen in Luo Mingya, but now it appears in Li Sheng's hands.

Thinking that Luo Mingya had been in contact with herself, and kept saying that she would appeal to Chenghuang and complain about her grievances, for a while, the thoughts flashed in Zhang Yu's mind, and he couldn't guess Luo Mingya's weirdness more and more.

Li Sheng had an expression on his face for the rest of his life, and when he saw that Zhang Yu's knife was useless, he immediately began to break free of the soul chain again.

Zhang Yu's mind flashed, and he had the heart to use Shenjian, but he knew that his divine power of the Eight Yin God was insufficient, and he killed all the way from outside the temple, and hundreds of souls had been suppressed in Shenjian, at this time, Lisheng's strength still existed, if he rashly included it, I was afraid that he would be desperately broken free by the other party, and once he hurt Shenjian, he would lose more than he gained.

As a last resort, Zhang Yu would not take such a risky move.

When he was thinking, he suddenly heard a loud bang outside the door, as if the sky was shaking, Zhang Yu raised his eyes to look, but saw the ghosts in the Qingyuan Temple, countless ghosts howling, scattered and fled.

At this moment, the coffin in the hall also shook for a while, and then a loud bang broke out.

I saw that the coffin trembled up and down, and the rivets at the four corners suddenly ejected out, and in an instant, the entire coffin was scattered and exploded, and it was actually blasted open from the inside.

The dust was flying, the sawdust was flying, and out of it came a beautiful figure with a light posture and an ethereal and indifferent breath.

"It's her. Zhang Yu frowned and said strangely.

The facial features are gorgeous, wearing a palace dress, a shallow smile hangs on her face, and a cinnabar-like beauty mole at the corner of her mouth is embellished on her rich lips, and her appearance is unparalleled.

It was the Zhong Yuling that Zhang Yu had seen in the antique street, and the one who spent 100,000 yuan just to buy a broken stove, a broken stove that Zhang Yu brought out from the Chenghuang Mansion.

Zhong Yuling looked at the evil ghosts around him as if they were nothing, and only stared at Zhang Yu with a pair of wonderful eyes, looking at them with a curious look.

She was light, and she didn't see how to move, so she crossed a distance of several zhang in an instant and came to Zhang Yu.

Zhong Yuling smiled lightly, bowed slightly to Zhang Yu, and said softly: "Daomen Yuan Shen Monk, Zhong Yuling, haven't consulted Your Excellency yet?"

Before Zhang Yu could answer, there was a sudden sound of rapid breaking through the air outside the door, Zhang Yu had a keen perception, and only noticed a sharp aura coming from the surface.

Dodging sideways, a whistling cold light swept past the place where Zhang Yu was standing just now.

The light swirled, making a burst of chirping sounds, and after hanging in the air, it quickly slashed towards Li Sheng, who was trapped by the soul chain.

Sonor!

After the sharp bang, Zhang Yu saw the light and immediately took it back, but Li Sheng's expression turned white, and the golden light around him immediately dimmed a lot.

Good opportunity, Zhang Yu said secretly in his heart, and the knife in his hand was horizontal, and he slashed away in an instant.

The golden light was like a wave, shaking for a while, but it finally did not block the Hundred Ghost Knife in Zhang Yu's hand, and it was broken by force, and the knife momentum was unabated, and it slashed towards Li Sheng's head.

Yes!

Li Sheng let out a cry of pain, he was hit hard, his body could no longer be maintained, and his body changed for a while.

Harvest!

Zhang Yuyu pointed a little, and the brilliance of the divine sword hanging from his waist flashed, and he included Lisheng in it, leaving only a dripping and rotating golden light relic in place.

Zhang Yu's face remained unchanged, and in front of Zhong Yuling, he raised his hand and took the relics into his arms.

Zhong Yuling's eyes tightened, and before he could say anything, the cold light outside the door seemed to be angered, whistling and sweeping again, with a fierce momentum.

"Is it really Lao Tzu who has no temper?" Zhang Yu was secretly annoyed, raised his hand, and the soul chain was overlapped layer by layer, like a maze net, vertical and horizontal up and down, blocking and intercepting, and covering the cold light on the spot, enveloping it.

That bit of cold light staggered left and right, scurrying back and forth, but it never broke out of the range of the soul chain, but the activity space was forced to get smaller and smaller by the soul chain.

Hum!

A cold snort came from outside the door, Zhang Yu followed the sound, and saw a person with a heavy eyebrows, withered hair, and a Taoist priest-like person walking in.

"Xuanmen Gao Huan, I don't know which master is in front of you!"

The moment he came in, a sinister aura condensed, and the face of the person who came was heavy and he said in a loud voice.