The laughter of "hum", "hehe" and "hehe" sounded all around, and the swirling colored mist was all stared, and a rough voice said: "Since I know that my eight ghosts are handsome, why don't you bow down and die?"

Linglong couldn't hear this kind of thing the most, and sneered at each other: "Is the eight ghost handsome very remarkable? Do you know the name of our earth, water, fire and wind? I Linglong, Brother Xuanying, and the little monk are all here." ”

The voice paused and said, "Earth, water, fire, and wind?" Linglong・・・・・・ Xuanying・・・・・・ with the wind・・・・・・ Well, I have heard a little." ”

Linglong smiled and said, "That's right! Since you know that our earth, water, fire, and wind are here, why don't you bow down and die?"

The voice snorted: "Sharp teeth, tongue-in-cheek, today you and the other four of you don't want to escape, I will let you suffer a thousand kinds of poison, and your soul will be scattered into no reincarnation." ”

Linglong also snorted: "Is this kind of trick of talking big and scaring people a trick that you eight ghosts are good at? If you have the guts, you will show your true body, why do you hide your head and tail and dare not see people? Let us suffer all the poison and scatter our souls, I! Let you go to my pylon tower for a while, and see if you still say anything." ”

As soon as these words came out, the sneers in the four sides rang out one after another, and another yin voice said: "People are not small, and they actually want to see our true body, then it will be as you wish." ”

As soon as the words fell, the eight colors were divided, and the figure of "whoosh" flashed continuously, and eight strange-shaped people appeared out of thin air.

These eight people are tall, short, fat, thin, ugly and handsome, listening to the direction of Fang Cai's speech, the person on the far left who is as strong as a bear, with a black face and a wide mouth, is the one who speaks roughly, and the red-eyed and green-robed man next to him, who is thin and thin, and flutters like a wisp of smoke, is the one who speaks in a gloomy voice behind him.

Of the other six, one had horns on his head, another was covered with scales, one was crowned with feathers, one had a long nose and big ears, one had blond hair like a halberd, and one had no head.

The eight ghosts are handsome and strange, and their appearance is terrifying.

Linglong smiled: "It turns out that the eight ghost handsomes look like this, if you are more timid, you will really be scared to death by you, amazing!"

The person with a yin voice and yin qi was named Xin Jia, and sneered: "Little girl, don't have the ability to speak your tongue, you still care about yourself, your life is gone, and you are still crazy here." ”

Xuanying heard him speak strangely, and hurriedly looked at Linglong, this couldn't help but be surprised, only to see that there was a faint trace of blue qi in the center of Linglong's eyebrows, and after a while, the kung fu blue qi had spread all over the cheeks, spreading down the neck, and half of the body was shrouded in blue qi.

Linglong didn't know it, and when she saw Xuanying looking at her, she said, "See what I'm doing?"

As soon as the words fell, she felt a flower in front of her, and the figures of the surrounding trees swirled, and she fell soft with a "oops".

Xuanying hurriedly reached out to help, his hand had not yet touched Linglong, Mingyue Patriarch had already made a move with his left hand, grabbed Linglong in front of him, raised his right hand, and held two colorful silk papers between his fingers, one was posted on her forehead, and the other was printed on her vest.

These two pieces of silk paper are called Changshengmu, which are painted by the ancestor of Mingyue himself, and they are invincible to exorcise demons and dispel evil spirits.

Linglong suffered two immortal gas, and suddenly his spirit was lifted, the green gas on his head and neck went up, and the green gas on his chest and back went down, and the wisps flowed into the immortal body, and disappeared in a moment, and the immortal gas absorbed all the green gas, and turned into two fires with a "poof" sound, turning into ashes.

The green gas was pulled out, Linglong jumped up, and said hatefully: "I said that something touched behind me just now, I thought it was Brother Xuanying who was naughty, and the little monk didn't say what it was, it turned out to be a ghost made by you eight ghosts, look at me・・・・・・"

Before she finished speaking, she was stopped by Patriarch Mingyue and said: "Don't move, the poisonous plague of the eight ghosts is not so easy to clear, it will take at least three hours to be cleaned, if you act rashly, I am afraid that all your previous efforts will be wasted." ”

Linglong didn't think so, stretched out her hand and moved her legs and said: "Where did you come from so evil, haven't I already been fine? These eight ghosts are so annoying, how can I let them go!"

As she spoke, her right hand was raised, and a streamer flashed, and the Moon Gazing Sword flew out of her fingertips and went straight to Xinjia.

Xin Jia saw a white light coming straight to his face, sneered, did not hurry, did not dodge, did not dodge, his body suddenly became valucent, and Mochizuki passed straight through the middle of his illusory body, causing no harm to him at all.

The other seven ghost handsomes all laughed when they saw this.

Seeing that Patriarch Mingyue didn't listen to the dissuasion and acted rashly, he couldn't help frowning, stretched out his hand to pull her back in the air, and said, "Your move has wasted my effort. ”

After speaking, he took out an immortal seal and printed it on the Linglong vest.

Linglong immediately felt bad at the same time as she sent out the moon, and when she saw a flower, her body was sore and soft, but fortunately, the ancestor of Mingyue held her in time, she looked down and found that her hands had been infected with a faint green gas.

It turned out that although the poisonous plague in her body was uprooted by the immortal plague, but the immortal plague could not be completely eliminated in one fell swoop, there was still a trace of vitality remaining, and if the vitality was not moved, the residual poisonous plague would recur and regurgitate, thanks to the Mingyue Patriarch a longevity mask to stop it in time, otherwise although there was no worry about life, it would be a serious illness.

Patriarch Mingyue looked at her and admonished: "Don't move around for three hours, remember to remember." ”

Xuan Ying saw that Linglongfu was hit again as soon as he made a move, and his heart was nameless, and he urged the Fantian Seal to use the Golden Sutra of Creation, and sacrificed to the eight ghosts in the air.

Fantian Yin Taishan pressed down like a top, and fell directly on the top of the heads of the eight people.

Xin Jia and the others were beaten and burst into flames, turning into eight-colored smoke and scattering in the air.

However, the eight ghost handsomes were originally vaporized, and although they were scattered, they reunited and formed within a moment, and they stood there laughing non-stop.

Even the Heavenly Seal couldn't work, and Xuan Ying knew that the eight ghost handsomes were really not easy to deal with.

Geng Chen, who was as strong as a giant bear, said to Mingyue Patriarch: "We know that you are the only Mingyue Daoist in the world who is good at unifying Buddhism and Taoism, and the Tao is profound and unfathomable.

As the words fell, the rest laughed again.

Patriarch Mingyue was expressionless, and said: "I am honored to be valued by the eight ghost marshals, since a few of them are here for me, how can I avoid fighting, it is rumored that the eight ghost marshals led 800,000 soldiers and horses of the ghost clan, and they must have brought it today (he saw eight flat gourds on the backs of the eight people). The ghost clan originally belongs to the underworld, and they shouldn't go to the human world to make trouble, and today the dust will return to the dust, so let me send them back to the underworld to reincarnate. ”

Gengchen snorted: "What a big breath! Our 800,000 ghost clan was originally transformed by the ghosts of the Xia Shang Dynasty who died in battle, and Zhang Daoling couldn't collect it back then, so you could easily afford it." ”

Patriarch Mingyue raised his voice and said, "I have the Dharma!"

As he spoke, he took out a green bamboo branch more than three feet long from his sleeve.

Xin Jia said with a smile: "What is Buddhism? The 800,000 ghost clan is murderous and resentful, even if the ancient immortal saint is close, he may not dare to say such a big thing." ”

Patriarch Mingyue said, "I not only have the Dharma, but also the Dao. ”

After that, he took out a blunt stone knife with a blue and gray color from his waist.

Gengchen sneered: "Since you are so conceited, it will be fulfilled for you." ”

He shook his head to the other seven people, each took off the flat round gourd behind his back, pulled off the top plug and leaned down, and immediately a terrible scream sounded in everyone's ears, and the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse sounded one after another, and black gas flew out from the mouth of the gourd.

The darkness of the trees darkened the sky, and the sunlight that had been shining from the tops of the trees was obscured by the ghostly shadows of the buildings.

"Kill!"

With the command of the eight ghost handsome, the ghost shadow in the sky turned down and swooped down.

Patriarch Mingyue held a bamboo branch in his left hand and a stone knife in his right hand, and he didn't even raise his eyes, but he used a stone knife to cut the bamboo branch.

Linglong couldn't move, but his mouth was not idle, and he said to him: "Ancestor, they are going to attack! What should we do, do you want to fight back?"

Patriarch Mingyue didn't speak, only shook his head slightly, still cutting the bamboo branches unhurriedly.

Don't look at the blunt edge of the stone knife, but the bamboo branch is as fast as a sharp blade, and the bamboo branch was cut into six bamboo sticks of different finger thicknesses and lengths, and then he began to trim the bamboo sticks one by one neatly and smoothly.

Xuan Ying looked at it intently, and said in his heart: Could it be that the patriarch wants to use these six bamboo sticks to exceed the 800,000 ghost clan?

At this time, thousands of ghosts had already pounced in front of the three-star arch moon array.

The three stars of the three-star arch moon formation are the three talents of heaven, earth and people, the three talents stand together, echo each other, one loses, one is prosperous, up and down through the qi of heaven and earth, the central even the spiritual power of the river, the moon and the mountains, the spiritual power of the river, the life of two, the two of the three, the three see the nine, the ninety-nine to one, if there is no great mana, it is difficult to shake the slightest.

As soon as the ghost shadow approached the edge of the three-star arch moon array, clusters of green smoke rose up, and they were bounced out of the formation one after another, this is still the mercy of the Mingyue Patriarch, and he did not use the Dao method as the first array, otherwise the ghost clan that touched the formation would be wiped out and no longer exist.

However, after thousands of years of cultivation, this dry ghost clan has long been annihilated by human nature, and it is extremely fierce, where to care about life and death, several times it broke through the three-star arch moon array, and then dispersed, some flew up to the top of the tree, pounced from top to bottom, and some escaped into the ground and went up from the ground.

Mingyue Patriarch was damaged because of his own Dao Fruit, so the formation laid down was not complete, the middle was stable like a rock and indestructible, the top and bottom happened to be a flaw, just by the ghost clan to take advantage of the loophole, the three giant trees that formed the three stars couldn't help but be destroyed by the ghost qi, and in an instant, most of the aura was absorbed, the roots withered and the leaves fell, and they were almost dying.

The dry yellow leaves fell on the heads of Xuan Ying and the others like rain, Xuan Ying was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly said to Patriarch Mingyue: "Ancestor, the ghost soldiers are about to destroy the formation, otherwise Senior Brother Suifeng and I will resist for a while?"

Patriarch Mingyue was carving some strange-shaped runes with a stone knife on the flattened bamboo skewer at the moment, and ignored it.

Although Suifeng was also apprehensive in his heart, he firmly believed that his master must be justified in doing so, and he couldn't act rashly without giving an order, so he said to Xuanying: "Senior brother, don't worry, my master has his own disposal." ”

As soon as the words fell, the six bamboo sticks in the hands of Patriarch Mingyue had been carved, and he saw him put away the stone knife, holding three in his left hand and three in his right hand.

This article is from the novel of Kanshu.com