Hey, a blade peeked out of the soldier's back, a long knife that slashed from his shoulder, and jammed when it slashed into the ribs. However, injuries of this magnitude can be fatal.

Cutting down the last of the rebels, Kang Mingyu fell to the ground along with the corpses of the enemy. The bloody battle had exhausted his energy.

Lying on the ground, he gasped for a long time before feeling a little stronger. Knowing that this place was dangerous and it was not advisable to stay for a long time, Kang Mingyu still struggled to get up forcibly. He didn't want to go through the trouble of pulling the long knife out of the dead man. After looking at a few dead rebels, he casually found a fairly sharp war knife on the battlefield and stuck it in his waist, and he didn't bother to look for the scabbard. Feeling that his physical strength had recovered a little, Kang Mingyu left this murderous battlefield without hesitation.

Kang Mingyu's current appearance is as embarrassed as he is. Not only was the robe shattered, but the whole body was stained with dried blood. The sword he was carrying had long been cut in half, and what he was holding in his hand now was a long knife that he had snatched from someone else.

In three days, Kang Mingyu encountered the chaotic army twice in succession, relying on his strong martial arts, and avoiding the large team, Kang Mingyu went through a bloody battle before he could get out of the battle array. In today's bloody battle, Kang Mingyu almost thought that he was about to ascend to the immortal realm.

Seeing that the sky was approaching dusk, a small village finally appeared faintly in the distance. Kang Mingyu raised his hand to wipe his sweat, and took a mouthful of the blood stains in his mouth. Xin said: "Today, Dao Ye finally no longer needs to sleep in the wilderness, he can find a farmhouse to spend the night." ”

In the early years of Yuanmeng, he respected Buddhism. All the sects in the world are prosperous. But later, the Taoist sect was suppressed by Tibetan Tantric Buddhism and began to decline, coupled with the tyranny of Yuan and Mongolia, the hungry people in the world rebelled, and Qing monks like Kang Mingyu were also affected.

Kang Mingyu was originally a Taoist priest of Wuji Palace in Qingping Mountain, and he became a monk since he was a child. In addition to cultivating their hearts and surnames, Ping Yueli and his senior brothers also helped nearby people catch ghosts and exorcise evil spirits, and live up poverty. Although the mountain residence is cold, there is no need to worry about three meals a day, summer and winter.

Nowadays, in troubled times, the battle is prolonged, and even the monks who have no quarrel with the world are inevitably involved. Some time ago, a chaotic army marched to the foot of Qingping Mountain and asked Guanli for money and food. Kang Mingyu's Taoist temple, although it is a large view of the world, has many palaces, and is quite gorgeous. But it is not easy to fill your stomach in troubled times, and there is no surplus to fill the military salary. The purpose of this chaotic army failed, so they launched the wild surname and burned down the Wuji Palace. Kang Mingyu and other Taoist priests were only scattered to survive, and among the three or four hundred Taoist priests of Wuji Palace, only one or two hundred of them could escape, less than thirty percent.

Kang Mingyu also didn't know if the senior brothers were safe, his cultivation of martial arts and Taoism in the master had never lagged behind. When Qingping Mountain was burned by the rebels, his master was killed by the rebels in order to cover everyone. Kang Mingyu was angry with these officers and soldiers in his heart, and when he rushed out of the encirclement, he added a little more ruthlessness. In the past few days, I don't know how many chaotic soldiers have been slashed and killed, and there is a cold murderous aura between the actions. The original tranquil aura of Qing Xiu has long been gone.

Looking at the green mountains in the distance, the road is halfway through.

By the time Kang Mingyu reached the intersection of the village, it was already dark, and Xingjun had already gone home to sleep. Fortunately, Kang Mingyu has been practicing martial arts all year round, not only has a flexible body, but also has a sharp and clear eye. I could barely figure out the path, found the nearest family, and planned to ask for accommodation. For fear of intimidating the farmer, Kang Mingyu deliberately tidied up his robe, threw away the long knife in his hand, and patted the dust on his body. Lightly slammed the courtyard door and shouted: "The head of the household is here, the trail misses the night, and if you want to borrow it for one night, you can do it in the morning." I hope that the donor will make it convenient. ”

Kang Mingyu slapped the door panel countless times, and his voice was raised twice, but no one answered. I was quite puzzled, so I took a closer look at this small village.

There are about 100 families in this village, and they are in the recess of a hill. The surrounding scenery is very beautiful, and the houses of the people in the village are still neat. Scattered at the foot of this green mountain, it looks extremely elegant. And the door is clean and tidy, obviously often cleaned, and it is by no means an uninhabited deserted village. Kang Mingyu was about to change to another one, but he heard a squeak, and the door in front of him cracked a crack.

With a cloudy look, he glanced twice, and the people in the door saw that there was only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old Taoist priest like Kang Mingyu outside the door, so they opened the door. A kind-eyed old man flashed out, and without waiting for Kang Mingyu to speak, he pulled in the door. Moreover, when the old man turned around, he closed the door firmly and dropped the latch. Just pull Kang Mingyu into the house.

Kang Mingyu was unwilling to fight the old man, so he let him drag him into the house. The old man's actions made Kang Mingyu suspicious, and as soon as he entered the door, he asked, "Why didn't the old man dare to open the door just now, but now he is so anxious to entertain Xiaodao." Isn't there something going on in the village?"

The old man looked Kang Mingyu up and down a few times, and saw that this little Taoist priest was dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, although it was dusty, full of blood, and tattered. And it's a bit embarrassing. But the childishness on his face was still not taken off, and he didn't look like a bad guy with a smile, so he boldly said: "Xiaodao Chief, you are so bold, but you don't know that something strange happened to us in Qingshan Village recently. No one dares to leave the village in the middle of the night, if it weren't for the old man's courage, who would dare to open the door for you?"

Kang Mingyu was greatly surprised by the old man's words, and asked in a low voice, "I don't know what happened here, old man, making the village so deserted." ”

Being asked by Kang Mingyu like this, the old man sighed and didn't answer first. Greet Kang Mingyu to sit down. Coarse tea was then served. Entertainer Kang Mingyu sat in the hall, and then explained in detail: "The little Taoist chief doesn't know, there are fierce ghosts in our village. The people were panicked, and the big guys were very frightened. ”

Kang Mingyu traveled a long distance and was tired for several days, so he couldn't take a sip of tea first to moisten his throat. After careful inquiry, he looked around and found that there was no one else in the house, so he asked casually and said, "Why does my husband live alone, and I don't see any children and grandchildren living together?"

The old man listened to Kang Mingyu's question, sighed again and said: "The little Taoist chief doesn't know, the old man's surname is Zhang, and the village calls me Zhang Lao." This year, he is already sixty-two, and there are still a few naughty sons, and seven or eight little grandchildren. It's a pity that some time ago, two armies came out of nowhere, and a war broke out in the northwest of this village. ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Laohan's eyes were also red, and he said with sadness: "Our village has been affected and many people have died, and several sons of the old man, in order to avoid trouble, have long fled to other places, and now they are no longer in this village." I was the only one who was reluctant to leave the village, and I was still nostalgic. ”

Kang Mingyu listened to the old man's words, and his heart was also very miserable, so he had to comfort him: "This matter has finally passed, and the old man doesn't have to be too sad." ”

Zhang Laohan listened to Kang Mingyu's comfort, but he became even more sad, and whimpered: "If that's the case, it's okay." Where there are no dead people in the war, it's just the bad luck of the old man's village. But I don't know which plague god I got into trouble......"

"As soon as the two rebel armies of the battle left, a general appeared near here with his soldiers and horses, and he was very cruel. It is said that he is known as the overlord of Western Chu, with a height of six feet and a wide waist and a round waist. With a loud shout, even the birds in the sky can be shaken down. ”

Kang Mingyu listened to Zhang Laohan's words, but his mood was relieved, and he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart. The overlord of Western Chu was a native of the Western Han Dynasty, competing for the world with Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, and killing himself on the bank of the Wujiang River. Now more than 1,000 years have passed, how can it appear under this vast world?

If there really are such evil ghosts, they can survive thousands of years without being scattered. Kang Mingyu thought to himself that although he made a living by catching ghosts and driving away evil spirits, he didn't dare to provoke him. In Kang Mingyu's mind, this overlord of Western Chu must be a general in the army, who is too majestic and skilled in martial arts, and is known as a nickname. I don't think this old man reads history books, and he doesn't know that this person has been dead for many years.

Kang Mingyu has been running around for so many days, and has repeatedly passed through the chaotic army, and there are few times when he can rest so peacefully. Taking a big gulp, he drank a lot of tea, only to feel a lot more comfortable between his stomach, Kang Mingyu didn't forget to reply and asked: "Does this general always come to disturb the village? My father-in-law's village can't support it?"

Zhang Laohan smiled slightly bitterly: "If this is the case, it is normal." The general did not come out in the middle of the night, but in the middle of the night, he made a lot of trouble, and he did not know how to fight the army. The shouts of killing did not even know how much the tiles on the old man's house fell. Night after night, the people in the village could not sleep peacefully. ”

Zhang Laohan shivered, his cloudy eyes became a little frightened, and said to Kang Mingyu: "And these troops don't know whether they are people or ghosts, they disappear every day, and they come out to fight in the field at night, and what is even more strange is that they only see the dead people fighting." The sound of killing at night was shocking, but not a single corpse could be found during the day. ”

Kang Mingyu listened to what Zhang Laohan said, and his heart was suddenly shocked.

His Wuji Palace was originally an authentic sect of the Dao Sect, and Kang Mingyu had cultivated the spells in the sect for more than ten years, but he had never heard of this kind of thing.

Most of the Taoist priests cultivate in the deep mountains and practice spells, just to subdue monsters and evil spirits and protect themselves. so as not to be harmed by the ghosts and ghosts in the mountains. But there are also those who can't resist the temptation, practice vicious spells, and prepare to harm people.

This kind of evil thing sounds quite like what the elders of his Wuji Palace said about it, and the evil ghost yin soldier, one of the seven evil arts, is circulating on the rivers and lakes.

It is said that people with high mana can gather wandering spirits that have not yet been dispersed. After the spell is refined, it can be contained in the gourd, and when used, it can be released to devour the living. The higher the mana, the more ghosts are gathered, and the more powerful the evil ghosts and yin soldiers that are gathered and refined by spells.

Thinking of the rumored power of this evil art, Kang Mingyu shivered a few times. Hurriedly continued to ask, "Has Mr. Zhang ever seen this general, or those troops with a mysterious origin?"

Zhang Laohan fumbled a few times and picked the already dim oil lamp smaller. Only then did he dare to speak: "Of course I have seen this brute. That guy is not only more than twice as tall as me, but also has infinite strength, and has infinite ability. Ten steps away, you can slap a scalper to death with one palm, it's ...... It's like a ghost!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Laohan shuddered. I couldn't stop shaking my head and shutting down.

Kang Mingyu listened to Zhang Laohan's words, and immediately had a plan in his heart. This old man has never seen a martial arts master, and he can kill a ploughing ox with one palm ten steps away. Obviously, this general, who is known as the overlord of Western Chu, does have real materials. Not only is the internal strength strong, but the martial arts have also reached the peak. Although Kang Mingyu has also cultivated some martial arts in Wuji Palace, his martial arts cultivation is far from being comparable to this general. Being able to knock down a bird with a break is incredible in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is by no means impossible in the eyes of martial arts masters. Most of the hard skills in the outer door have the method of urging qi and exerting force, Kang Mingyu once heard the master say that he saw a monk in the traveling side, and a loud roar stunned the tiger blocking the road.

This kind of thing has little to do with the secret art of the evil sect.

Zhang Laohan was obviously very hospitable, and Kang Mingyu wanted to continue to ask about something. Zhang Laohan had already gone to the kitchen to find some coarse rice, and kindly asked Kang Mingyu to eat it simply. Kang Mingyu was really hungry first, and secondly, he also wanted to hear Zhang Laohan continue to talk about the things in the village, but he didn't refuse. I just thought: "I will leave some money to this old man when I go back, and I will make up for this tea and dinner, and stay overnight." ”

When the two chatted about these times, Zhang Laohan probably had a good impression of Kang Mingyu, so he continued to talk about strange things in the village.

After listening to it for a while, Kang Mingyu was slightly stunned, caught some flaws in his heart, but couldn't believe it, and asked Zhang Laohan: "Since you can't find these soldiers during the day, how did my husband see the general shooting the scalper?"

Zhang Laohan's face was slightly red, and he said: "I didn't see it with my own eyes, but the neighbor Lao Wang lost his ploughing cattle in the middle of the night, and when he got up at night to look for it, it happened that the two armies were fighting. It happened that his cattle walked into the battle array, and he saw with his own eyes that the general slapped his palm in the air, and the surrounding grass and trees were flying, and the old Wang's cattle also weighed more than 1,000 catties, but they were blown away four or five steps like grass, and fell to the ground and died. ”

Only then did Kang Mingyu think of the possibility he had just thought of. Han Sheng asked, "Did the old man say that he shook the birds, did he find that there were birds dead around the next day? Someone will get sick if they pick it up and eat it?"

Zhang Laohan was taken aback when he heard this. Stunned, he said: "That's true, even the scalper of the old Wang family, when he went the next day, he found that no one was moving, so he resisted and came back to eat meat." Unexpectedly, the whole family fell ill, and it has not all recovered so far. ”

In order to make Kang Mingyu believe, Zhang Laohan hurriedly said: "The general did roar to the sky, if those birds were not shocked to death, how could there be some wounds on their bodies." In another half an hour, the trail chief will be able to hear it!"

Kang Mingyu listened to Zhang Laohan's words, and was silent for a moment, thinking twice in his heart, and said to Zhang Laohan: "Boss, I want to borrow your house to make a spell, I don't know if it's possible?"

Zhang Laohan noticed that Kang Mingyu did not have a bag with him behind him, only a sheathed long sword, and after a little hesitation, Zhang Laohan said: "The little Taoist chief doesn't know what to do, if it is not a big deal." It's not too late to do it during the day."

Kang Mingyu smiled and said to Zhang Laohan: "Xiaodao just wants to pray for the old man to drive away evil spirits, and the town house." This was just a small way to repay the old man's hospitality, it was not a magic thing, and there was no need for any battle, just draw two talismans to the old man. ”

Zhang Laohan breathed a sigh of relief. Entertaining the living into the house in the middle of the night, the old man was already very worried, and he didn't dare to make a big noise in the middle of the night, for fear of causing some trouble. Although the army in this vicinity fought night and night, the pedestrians or beasts who passed by the battlefield in the middle of the night were of course affected, and there was no breath left to die. But he never disturbed the village. Otherwise, Zhang Laohan would not dare to continue to live here, and would have fled with his sons.

Since it won't attract any attention, drawing two charms will be beneficial and harmless. Zhang Laohan readily agreed.

Kang Mingyu saw that Zhang Laohan agreed, took off the bag behind him, took out a small brush, adjusted cinnabar, and wrote seven Qingshi Zhenxin talismans on the yellow paper he touched. With a twist of his hand, seven yellow paper talismans floated around Kang Mingyu's body, and did not fall.

Zhang Laohan didn't believe that this little Taoist priest was capable of anything. Just ask for peace of mind and let Kang Mingyu mess with it. But I didn't expect Kang Mingyu to have such ability, it seems that his mana is extraordinary. These spells look magical, too.

Kang Mingyu's Qingshi Zhenxin Talisman paused slightly in the air, pointing to the northwest direction in unison, and the originally pale yellow talisman gradually changed color. From the northwest, it gradually turns a dull blue-black. Kang Mingyu's face suddenly changed, and he said to Zhang Laohan: "Who in this village has gone to see the war, and how do you feel after you come back?"

Zhang Laohan was slightly stunned and said: "Almost everyone in the village has been to see it, and some people said that they were a little dizzy after coming back, but the old man himself went to see it, but there was no reaction." ”

Kang Mingyu was stunned for a moment and thought for a moment. changed to an indifferent smile and said to the old man: "Then it's no big deal." This village has beautiful mountains and rivers, and although the feng shui is not the best, it is not bad. After that, there will definitely be people who will be developed. When the war is calm down and the world is stable, there may be dignitaries and nobles in the village.

"That sneaky army will disappear sooner or later. Xiaodao thanked the old man for his hospitality, but it was already so late, and it was not good to disturb your old rest. Xiaodao wants to disturb a place to rest for the night. ”

In these years, there was a shortage of soldiers, and after the war, there was no time to dispose of the corpses, and most of the people in the neighborhood would go to pick up some useful things to fill the family. Since Zhang Laohan said that he had seen it, there must be no doubt. Although Kang Mingyu made some discoveries, he didn't want to frighten him, so he didn't say it explicitly.

Zhang Laohan is very enthusiastic about Kang Mingyu, and it is obvious that he is also a charitable elder. His sons had taken refuge. The rest of the bed and futon are very convenient, and the entertainer Kang Mingyu lived in the east-facing side room, and he went back to sleep peacefully.

Kang Mingyu was sleeping in the wilderness a few days ago, and it was not easy to find a bed tonight, so naturally he fell asleep as soon as he hit the pillow.

When he was sleeping in a daze, he suddenly heard a faint sound of shouting and killing from the northwest, remembered the introduction of Zhang Laohan, and suddenly woke up a lot. Before he could prepare, a loud shout rang out violently, straight like a thunderbolt in the flat sky, a thunderbolt in the clear sky, a strange beast was furious, and the power of heaven was revealed. It's so far away, it still sounds like it's in my ears, and I almost rolled Kang Mingyu off the bed.

Qingping Mountain, Wuji Palace, where Kang Mingyu devoted, is a major sect of Taoism, and there are indeed some authentic spells, which are not comparable to the gangsters of the rivers and lakes who cheat money. Just now, Kang Mingyu tried it with the Qingshi Zhenxin Talisman, and found that the northeast direction of this village was so rich that it was almost unprecedented. Such an extremely yin, extremely evil place, I am afraid that sooner or later there will be monsters and ghosts that will give birth to evil doors.

Bisheng asked Zhang Laohan just now, and this village has not been affected much. Those dead domestic animals and wild fowl are afraid that they will not be affected by the battle array, but will be eroded by the yin wind and ghostly qi and die violently. Usually, such a thing, ordinary people are afraid that after a serious illness, they will have to take their surname. And Zhang Laohan said that the family that ate beef did not have to worry about their surname. Moreover, someone in the village has gone to see it, but there is nothing going on, which seems to be more than ten times more strange.

With such a strong evil aura, there should have been no living people living in this village for a long time. Thinking of this, Kang Mingyu secretly shuddered, and thought about Zhang Laohan's expression just now, which seemed to be nothing unusual. Kang Mingyu, who was worried in his heart, still reached out to hold his long sword in his arms to feel more relieved. Although this long sword has been broken in half, it is his master's magic weapon to exorcise evil spirits, so Kang Mingyu is reluctant to throw it away and has always carried it with him.

This night, Kang Mingyu really realized the power of the battle cry that shocked thousands of troops. Zhang Laohan's house, although it is still strong, is still being drunk from miles away, the shaking roof beams are shaking, and the window lattices and door frames are even more crumbling.

Although Kang Mingyu knew that this battle was a little strange, he was usually not timid, nor was he bold, but the little Taoist priest made up his mind to take a look at it at dawn to satisfy his curiosity. It's not worth the risk at night.

With such a noisy shouting and killing sound, Kang Mingyu's nerves were ten times thicker, and he couldn't sleep peacefully. I had to hold the futon, turn over and lean against the wall and close my eyes to recuperate. It wasn't until dawn that I heard the shouts of killing faintly.

Since he didn't sleep well in the middle of the night, Kang Mingyu stayed until the noise that interfered with his sleep disappeared, and he turned his head and fell asleep, trying to make up for sleep. The old man is estimated to have been sleepless all night and is making up for sleep. didn't come to greet him, Kang Mingyu only slept until three poles, and only Shi Shiran got up at noon.

Thinking of the weirdness in the middle of the night, Kang Mingyu greeted Zhang Laohan, who had already gotten up, and went straight to the northwest under the pretext of going out.

To the northwest of this Qingshan Village, beyond a small mound is a flat land. This is where the shouts of killing come from here. Kang Mingyu, who had slept all night, only felt that his whole body was full of energy, and even the tattered Taoist robe on his body seemed to fit a lot.

It was already ten o'clock in late autumn, and at noon, the sun was high, and it was indescribably comfortable to shine on the body. Standing on the mound and looking around, Kang Mingyu couldn't see any clues. If there was any evil place here, there should be some atmosphere in Bai Yue, but now he couldn't sense a trace of yin qi, which made Kang Mingyu wonder if he was wrong in his inference.

Looking around, Kang Mingyu suddenly found a faint piece of gray in the grass, and it was constantly shaking. Kang Mingyu didn't think about it, he raised his hand and hit the first sun melting fire talisman. Different from the Qingshi Zhenxin Talisman used to check the earth's qi last night, the Early Yang Melting Fire Talisman with its own true qi condensed and the sun's true fire as its body has a great ability to ward off evil spirits and ghosts, and has the power to ward off evil spirits and deterrence. It can even dispel some ghosts that have not yet been agglutinated.

A small flame fell on the gray place, and it burst into flames. To Kang Mingyu's surprise, this flame hit the target, and in a short moment, it was bounced away, centering on the gray place, forming a circle, that is, the place where it should not be burned.

A curse immediately roared out loudly, startling Kang Mingyu, turning his right hand, the broken sword with him was already out of the sheath, and the sword body of Mingruo Qiushui emitted a faint cyan glow, which looked extremely sharp. The red spell on the spine of the sword also faintly shone.

However, Kang Mingyu obviously had a false alarm, and as he was attacked by the Early Sun Melting Fire Talisman, a gray-robed monk stood up scoldingly. Obviously, he was very angry at the unwarranted disaster just now. Kang Mingyu was embarrassed, and hurriedly ran over to apologize: "It's no wonder that the master is not strange, Xiaodao was flustered for a while, and accidentally injured the master, please forgive me." ”

While apologizing, Kang Mingyu took the broken sword back into the sheath and bowed.

The monk looked up and saw that he was such a childish little Taoist priest, so he stopped scolding. Hehe! With a strange laugh, he said: "The little Taoist priest is so reckless, do you know what big things I am doing, poor monk?

After apologizing repeatedly, Kang Mingyu had time to look at the monk. This monk really deserves the word "poor monk". Not only did the monk's robe on his body not know its original color for a long time, but the stains were not good. And on the face and hands, the old mud is more than half an inch thick, and I don't know how many years I haven't washed it. The pants on the lower body, the part below the knee, are completely gone. The rags of the monk's clothes on his body fluttered in the wind, and there was a bit of a musty smell. I think that even the corpse of the mound that has been buried in the ground for half a year will not be broken like this. Even if a beggar on the roadside has such a garment for cultivation, he will not get one out of a hundred.

Glancing at a pair of straw sandals on the monk's feet, Kang Mingyu really admired this monk, and it was also a shame that he could wear it. The degree of tatters is beyond measure, and it seems that the feet are not tied with straw ropes, but some yellow mud sticks directly to the soles of the feet. It's hard for Kang Mingyu to see that this monk is still wearing monk shoes.

Kang Mingyu is trying his best to distinguish whether the figure in front of him is a monk or a beggar, or even a dead person who has been buried for several years and returned to the sun. I did smell a scent. When I turned my head, I saw that there was some charcoal fire on the ground, and an unknown bird on it was exuding the aroma of roasted food.

The monk followed Kang Mingyu's eyes, remembered his roasted bird, and didn't care about continuing to talk to Kang Mingyu, turned over and continued to turn, and even tore off a thigh with one hand and chewed it.

Although Kang Mingyu didn't eat in the morning, he didn't dare to say that he would take a bite of it, looking at the monk's evil deeds. He is a Huoju Taoist priest, but he can't help but be fishy, and he can't help getting married. But he couldn't eat anything like that.

Kang Mingyu saw that the monk had no intention of greeting him, and was about to say goodbye and leave. But he suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly stopped: "Master, please eat slowly, the birds here are only afraid that they are a little unclean, and they will get sick if they eat them." ”

This sloppy monk grinned and said with a grin: "The little Taoist priest seems to have some Taoism, and of course my monk knows that the dead things here can't be eaten." I went hunting elsewhere, and I have no problem eating it. ”

Kang Mingyu whispered the Laojun Dao number. He was very contemptuous of this monk. The monk ate meat, and he also hunted himself. It's really hurtful to heaven and reason, and Buddhism can't tolerate it.

The sloppy monk didn't care what Kang Mingyu thought in his heart, and said loudly: "Little Taoist, do you know that the yin qi here is full during the day, but it is amazingly strong at night, what is the reason? That is because someone is using the yin qi here to attract hundreds of thousands of yin spirits to cultivate evil sect spells. Once practiced, there will be no life for hundreds of miles in this vicinity. Monk, I originally planned to kill the demon and destroy this demon. But I can't get away for a while, and it just so happens that you are here, little Taoist, why don't you deal with this demon with me?"

Kang Mingyu listened to the monk's words, and his soul was full of cold wars. He found out last night that the yin qi here was incomparably thick, but it was condensed but not dispersed, and it was definitely not a phenomenon that should exist in a normal yin and evil place, and he faintly figured out that there must be an evil sect cultivating here.

Although what the monk said made some sense, Kang Mingyu didn't have any thoughts of coming here to kill the evil, although he knew some spells, dealing with powerful ghosts, and the spirits were okay. This kind of cultivation is only afraid of being a hundred and ten times higher than him, how can Kang Mingyu dare to come and send him to death casually? If what this monk said is true, he can summon hundreds of thousands of old monsters of yin spirits, but he is afraid that the good and evil sects in the whole world will not be able to find a few people. With his Taoism to get rid of this "demon", the strength of the commission is inadequate.

What's more, this monk is strange and weird, how dare Kang Mingyu take it casually. Hurriedly said: "The master's mana is profound, and Xiao Dao is afraid that he won't be able to help anything." This senior's cultivation of spells is not necessarily to harm human life. This is not the right name to find the door. Let's talk about it later. Farewell via the trail. As soon as he said that, Kang Mingyu immediately turned around.

The monk smiled, did not hinder, and slapped one palm on the ground, but there was no majesty. But there was a sudden sound of chirping ghosts underground, and the wind was blowing.

Before Kang Mingyu could take a step to leave, he suddenly heard a roar. Countless black smoke came out of the surrounding grass, and there were thousands of ghosts and ghosts mixed in the black smoke. Constant screaming and screaming......

Kang Mingyu was shocked, knowing that he was in danger.

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