Chapter 11: Big Coffee (Part 3)

The sky is high in winter, but the snow clouds are low.

Under the gloomy and rolling snow clouds, the Yin Shrine was still parked in mid-air.

Sitting inside the Yin shrine is naturally the Yin God Ji.

Underneath the Yin shrine are hundreds of flowers that bloom.

Among these hundreds of flowers that are always in bloom, there are naturally no real flowers that are always in bloom.

It's just that Yin Shenji doesn't know if there are any of these hundreds.

Actually, it doesn't make a difference to her whether it is Hua Changkai herself or Hua Changkai's doppelganger, for her, there is only one end, and that is to kill.

The bead curtain of the Yin shrine shook slightly, and the transparent blood-colored agate beads hit each other, making a crisp sound, and the cloth curtain made of unknown materials shook slightly.

Suddenly, a ray of black light shot down from the yin shrine again, and then this black light shone brightly, like a big cover, carrying gusts of yin wind, and suddenly smashed down from the air, directly destroying the mountain full of flowers that always bloomed.

Yin Shen Ji strikes.

The hills become deep valleys.

The realm of the Great Grandmaster is indeed extraordinary, far beyond what ordinary cultivators can imagine.

In the snow forest outside the Demon Demon Sect, jackdaws flew out and fled eastward, and the momentum here had already alarmed the entire mountain range.

Whether it was a fierce beast that came out of the day and night, or a squirrel gray finch that was picking snow in the forest, or a demon beast that was hiding deep in the woods, they all panicked at the same time and began to rush towards the east.

Even hibernating bears crawled out of their holes under the giant trees and fled in a groggy state.

Hua Changkai stepped on the dead air under his feet, standing on top of the abyss, he watched countless beasts and monsters fall into the abyss because of blind escape, turning into blood mist in the crow array, sighed, and said to the black cat in his heart: "Do you still have confidence?" ”

"From the beginning, I didn't have confidence." Black Cat said.

"Then why didn't you take my body, or try to stop me?" Hua Changkai asked.

The black cat said, "Because I'm gambling." ”

"Bet on what?"

"Bet you're going to have good luck this time." Black Cat said.

Hua Changkai suddenly laughed and said: "Luck is often reserved for those who are prepared, but my preparation now seems to be all superfluous. ”

The Yin Shrine continued to move, and when it reached the top of the snow forest, a shout suddenly came from below.

"Yin God Ji!" The Ghost Spellmaster shouted to the sky while holding the jar.

The Yin Shrine really stopped, and the voice of the Yin Shrine came out of the sedan chair: "You are... Ghost Sangu?! You're still alive?! ”

"That's right, I'm alive." The enchanter held the jar and poured wine, and the wine overflowed from her mouth, spilled all over her clothes, and fell on the snow around her, causing the snow to melt.

"I've been living in the Demon Demon Sect." After the ghost spellmaster put down the wine jar, he grinned, and suddenly stretched out his hand towards the sky: "Ten Thousand Sword Runes!" ”

After the ghost spell master shouted this sentence, the yin shrine in the sky suddenly flickered, and the whole disappeared, and when it reappeared, it was already ten miles away in the sky.

The ghost spellmaster hugged the wine jar and laughed: "Lie to you." ”

The Yin God Ji in the Yin Shrine said, "Two hundred years later, you are still dying as before!" ”

The Ghost Spellmaster stretched out his hand again and shouted, "Heaven and Earth Seal!" ”

The Yin Shrine disappeared again, and when it appeared, it had re-entered the top of the snow forest.

"You're looking for death." Yin Shenji's voice was still cold.

The ghost spell master grinned and retracted his hands, trying to hug the wine jar, but suddenly found that he couldn't hold the wine jar, and when he looked closely, he found that his hands had been cut off from the elbows, and the black mist was permeated above the wound.

"If it weren't for the fact that you were the old man, it would be your head that was cut off." Yin Shen Ji said.

The ghost spellmaster didn't seem to know the pain at all, but he didn't speak anymore, just stared at the yin shrine in the sky with his eyes firmly fixed.

Yin Shenji sighed lightly, and the Yin Shrine slowly floated forward.

The black mist where the Magician's hands had been severed suddenly dissipated, and she stood up, bursting into flames.

At her feet, the word "wine" appeared, and she used herself as a pen to draw a talisman that had been cultivated for two hundred years, and then used the wine she had drunk in the past two hundred years as a guide to detonate this talisman.

Suddenly, with her as the center, the entire snow forest turned into ashes, and the ghost spellmaster standing in the middle of the ashes was covered in flames, his legs slightly bent, and viscous white liquid constantly dripping from her body.

When the liquid fell to the ground, it ignited a fire.

His bent legs suddenly straightened, and the ghost spellmaster slammed into the Yin Shrine in the sky with a full body of fire.

It's like a meteor shooting from the ground into the sky, dragging a long tail flame.

This "meteor" crashed into the Yin Shrine, and a fire ignited on the Yin Shrine, which was instantly engulfed by the flames and turned into a huge ball of fire.

The fire flickered in the sky, then vanished.

There was still a scorched smell in the air, and Hua Changkai looked at the cold forest that had turned to ashes, and suddenly said: "I don't understand, she has this method, why doesn't she use it on me, but she has to endure my torture and humiliation, and then help me deal with Yin Shenji?" ”

No one answered him.

He continued to talk to himself: "But to be honest, if I am a ghost spell master, since I still have this ability, I will not attack such a sixth-grade scumbag as me, it is a waste." ”

"With this kind of means, if you don't deal with the Great Grandmaster, it's a waste!" Hua Changkai said and looked at the sky in the distance, where there seemed to be a fire, and he sighed: "I should have thought that a person who could live for two hundred years under that situation, no matter how violently beaten, would not die, how could it be that he was really just a waste person?" ”

"Did I use her to deal with Yin Shenji, or did she use me and let me give her this opportunity to deal with Yin Shenji?" Hua Changkai said and turned his head to look at Wang Qinian not far away.

Wang Qinian shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, saying that he didn't know.

"Why don't you get ready?! Inform Ye Xiaochai! It's officially started! Hua Changkai yelled at Wang Qinian.

Originally, Hua Changkai thought that if Yin Shenji wanted to take revenge, he would definitely choose a dark and windy night for a month, sneak in, and then burst out to kill.

This is a typical example of self-discipline.

What kind of character is Yin Shen Ji? Yin Shen Ji is a great grandmaster and a big coffee, in the face of the Ghost Demon Sect without the Ghost King, how could she be disdainful of conspiracies?

Therefore, Yin Shenji not only sent Yun Xiangshang to tell Hua Changkai in advance, but also sat on the Yin Shrine, swaggering, and came in broad daylight.

Because she knew that without the Ghost King, the Ghost Demon Sect couldn't stop her at all.

It turned out that the Ghost Demon Sect without the Ghost King really couldn't stop her, but there was also a situation she didn't expect.

In the clearing outside the snow forest, she was already taken aback when she saw the flowers blooming all over the ground, and knew that it would require hundreds of doppelganger talismans.

When she passed by the snow forest, she saw the ghost spell master, and she understood why there were so many doppelganger talismans.

The Ghost Spell Master shouted three runes in quick succession, but none of them were issued, which really annoyed her, and no one knew better than her what the power of those three runes was.

By the time the Spellmaster wrote the Wine Talisman, her mind had been clouded by the appearance of the Spellmaster, and the names of the shadows were the three runes.