Half an hour ago.

On the high mountain boulder on the left side of Wangjiazhuang, a middle-aged man in a yellow-robed Taoist uniform looked at the village below, and muttered to himself: "The momentum of the three mountains embracing, the yin qi of this village is so strong, far beyond all the places where the poor road has ever seen to gather yin......

The yellow-robed Taoist priest showed a crazy and vicious smile on his face, he looked up at the sky, his excitement was not expressed, and said, "The night of the full moon is coming soon, and then it is the time when the yin qi is the strongest.

The village was like a bag in his eyes.

Time passed little by little, and the night grew darker and darker.

The full moon rose into the sky, and it was about to reach the time that the yellow-robed Taoist priest wanted.

But at this moment, he sensed that someone had entered the village.

His brows furrowed, and the means of communication arranged in the village found out that it was only one person, and it was only a fifth-grade martial artist.

"Have your whereabouts been revealed?" the yellow-robed Taoist priest muttered to himself, but instead of taking it to heart, he grinned cruelly, "It's just right, let's contribute to the birth of the Ghost King."

He had an extra yellow talisman in his hand, and he had words in his mouth, and then tore the yellow talisman into a paper man and a bell.

After a while, the paper figure seemed to be alive, standing in front of the yellow-robed Taoist priest and shaking the bell.

In an instant, in Wangjiazhuang, a hundred ghosts were born.

But soon, the yellow-robed Taoist priest's face changed.

Because there was one more man in the village.

And this person, he didn't even notice from beginning to end.

With a raised hand, he eliminated more than a dozen powerful ghosts.

He knew something was wrong.

He glanced up at the sky, and it was still a little short of the cloudy hour.

"Can't wait." He has been able to get away with it for more than ten years, and he has a vigilant heart, since there is an accident, he can't delay it for a moment.

He pinched his hands, and the paper figure in front of him made a move, which swept out in an instant, and then the air in front of the paper figure appeared a trace of obstruction, but it was quickly punctured.

"Very good, with the blood of her loved ones as nourishment, she will definitely be able to train the most ferocious ghost king. Now just lift its red hijab, and it can be used by the poor road......."

Boom!

Chen Mo directly broke open the door of the wooden house, and everything in front of him made him glare angrily.

I saw three people lying in a pool of blood, an old couple, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

There are three peach wood nails inserted in their bodies, killing three souls and seven spirits, and there is a formation under their bodies, the formation pattern is mysterious and complex, flashing with a faint red light, forming five blood lines, connecting the bride wearing a red wedding dress and wearing a red hijab, making the wedding dress on her body more and more red, as if soaked in blood, exuding a terrifying and cold atmosphere.

Next to her, a middle-aged man in a groom's robe was about to lift the red hijab off her head.

Chen Mo rushed over angrily, and used an iron mountain in the Eight Desolations Town Prison to slam into the middle-aged man's body, knocking him out directly, and smashing it on the bed in the back, causing the bed to collapse.

But the middle-aged man didn't seem to feel the pain, and got up instantly.

That's right, just like that, he stood up and continued to walk towards the bride.

This made Chen Mo slightly stunned.

didn't want to think about it, immediately stopped it, kicked him on the body, kicked him away and slammed him into the window, but the latter rushed towards the bride again like Xiaoqiang, who couldn't be killed.

At this time, Chen Mo found that the house was brightly lit, but there was no shadow of the groom.

Chen Mo's face changed, he dodged, blocked in front of him again, and after smashing him to the ground with a heavy punch, another jack fell to him, pressing him hard under him, grabbing his head with both hands and twisting violently.

There was a crisp "click", and his neck was directly broken by Chen Mo.

What surprised Chen Mo was that he was still moving with his head tilted and his neck broken, and he had great strength to resist.

"Damn, can't be physically destroyed?" Chen Mo pressed him stiffly and shouted for Ye Yiren to come in and help.

Meanwhile.

After ascending to the top, the paper man was pressed by an inexplicable force and couldn't move, even if he desperately resisted, it was to no avail.

Seeing this, the yellow-robed Taoist priest's face sank, raised his hand and put his fingers into his mouth, and after biting it, he flicked his fingers, and a drop of red blood fell on the paper figure, and there were words in his mouth: "Heaven and earth are clear, and the soldiers follow the seal, and they will follow the order, and the disciple ...... Please get up from the five ghosts in the east, west, north, south, and middle!"

Accompanied by a loud shout from the yellow-robed Taoist priest.

Inside the wooden house.

Chen Mo felt that the temperature around him suddenly dropped a lot.

The next moment, he felt a huge sound coming from under him, shaking him to the roof of the house, and came into close contact with the beams of the house.

"Bang" slammed on the ground, and Chen Mo felt as if all the internal organs on his body were about to shift.

But the bridegroom did not take the opportunity to attack him, but continued to grab the bride.

Just when the groom's hand was about to fall on the red hijab, the whole person seemed to be dragged by an invisible force, and he couldn't move a bit, and then Ye Yiren rushed out from the outside and slapped the bride's chest with a palm.

The bride flew straight out and smashed a hole in the cabin.

Ye Yiren flew away, and when the bride official was about to get up, he grabbed a yellow talisman from his bosom and ripped it off.

After the yellow talisman was torn off, the bride official seemed to have lost her soul, motionless, and froze in place.

At the same time, when Ye Yiren made a move, a strong wind was set off in the house, blowing off the red hijab on the bride's head, and at this time, Chen Mo got up and looked at the bride with his eyes.

The bride has a pretty face, skin like snow, yes, it's not an adjective, the skin is really white like snow, the red lips are like snow, there is no expression on her face, her eyes look at Chen Mo with a wooden look, and after a while, she said inarticulately: "Husband... Husband."

Chen Mo glanced back in a daze, there was no one else, so what was she called... Myself?

At this time, he was surprised to find that there was no shadow of this bride.

"Ghosts?" A trace of cold sweat oozed from Chen Mo's back.

"Young master, the ghost that Chi Yuanzi wants to refine should be her."

Ye Yiren came over with a yellow talisman and said, "The bridegroom is a dead corpse, and he was controlled by someone who pasted talisman paper."

She bent down and pulled out a long hair from the bride's head.

At this moment, the bride was no longer quiet, like a cat, with a fierce expression on her face, and flew up directly, her white and slender hand grabbed towards Ye Yiren.

But it was controlled in mid-air by the Ye people with soul power.

Ye Yiren took the bride's hair in his hand, pinched his fingers, and suddenly said, "Sure enough, it was born when the lunar year was cloudy, and tonight is the night of the full moon, a big murderer!"