The fat man and Yan Qilin had obviously never seen this kind of battle, and the road under their feet seemed to be constantly changing yin and yang, and it was like yin and yang overlapping.

This kind of illusionary feeling made the two feel very unreal, as if they were in a dream.

The soldiers stationed on both sides of the road also felt a chill behind them at this time.

But the order they had received before was that no matter what they heard, they must never turn back, so at this moment they could only suppress the curiosity in their hearts and strictly carry out Feng Yun's order.

The situation in front of him was only clear to Feng Yun, and he wanted to use this ritual to make the Extreme Yin Land appear in the Yang world.

By the graves on both sides of the road, there were dense lonely ghosts, who were listening to the play.

Listening to the sound of gongs and drums on the stage, the sound was deafening, but at this moment, I suddenly saw 'Zhong Kui' Daojun appear, and immediately looked at this side in fear.

In their eyes, Feng Yun is the real Zhong Kui in the world, with ten thousand golden lights behind him and Qiankun Beidou under his feet.

Originally, the appearance of this place of extreme yin was not stable, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing.

But as the pace of Qixinggang under Feng Yun's feet became faster and faster, the Extreme Yin Land became more and more stable, and it almost completely coincided with Longhua Road.

"Hoo ......"

The appearance of the Extreme Yin Land made the Yin Qi around him thicker and thicker, and even the soldiers whose blood qi Fang Gang had his back to Longhua Road couldn't help but tremble his teeth.

The people, who had been trapped outside Longhua Road, could only listen to the sound, but couldn't see what was going on, rubbed their arms even more strangely, wondering why it suddenly became so cold in early summer?

At this moment, an unusually majestic voice came from Longhua Road:

"The Demon General is here, patrolling the Yin and Yang worlds on behalf of the sky.

All evil spirits retreat, the door of ghosts opens, and the souls of the dead cross by themselves! ”

It was naturally Feng Yun who spoke, and at this moment he pulled out the seven-star sword at his waist, and then slashed at the locust tree in front of him.

The seven-star sword itself is a prop for singing, and the materials made of it are also very fragile.

But for some reason, at this time, these seven stars were like a sword with an open blade in Feng Yun's hands.

When the knife slashed at the locust tree, it left a clear gap, and there was still red liquid flowing out of it.

Yan Qilin and the fat man, who were following behind, all felt in a trance at this moment, and in a trance, they seemed to see Feng Yun's body full of golden light, and there was a giant standing in the queen of the gods.

The translucent figure of this giant was wearing a round-necked robe exactly the same as Feng Yun, wearing an official hat, and his appearance was ugly and abnormal.

But all this was just in a trance, and when the two came back to their senses, they found that there was nothing behind Feng Yun.

But it was the sword of Feng Yun, and the towering ancient locust tree was quickly withered in the visible eye.

Immediately afterwards, in the original location of the ancient locust tree, a bottomless hole appeared.

The translucent lonely ghosts on both sides of the river, as if they had been inspired by some kind of inspiration, lined up in a long line and jumped into the hole one after another.

As more and more lonely souls and wild ghosts disappeared, the yin qi around them also dropped significantly, and the temperature gradually rose and returned to normal.

Until the last lonely ghost jumped into the cave, Feng Yun immediately pulled out a brush stained with cinnabar from his waist, and then drew the word 'seal' in the air above the cave.

"Hoo ......"

Another gust of wind blew, only this time the wind was no longer the cold of Yin Qi invading the body, but a warm stream of heat.

Feng Yun's fingertips were holding a piece of yellow paper at the moment, and there were still words in his mouth.

"Broken!"

The fat man and Yan Qilin were clearly the closest to Feng Yun, but they didn't know what Feng Yun was reading at all, and could only hear the last broken word.

In an instant, the surrounding dense graves were burned with blue flames, and these tombs were quickly turned into ashes in the flames.

When this vision disappeared, the fat man and Yan Qilin returned like a dream, as if everything just now was just a dream.

But they can clearly sense the temperature around them, and it has returned to normal.

The locust tree is gone, the bottomless pit is gone, the graves that were originally densely packed on both sides have long since disappeared, and the lonely souls and wild ghosts are all gone.

The two glanced at each other a little blankly, but saw Feng Yun at the front slowly take down the incense burner above his head and put it on the ground on the side.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yun used a brush dipped in cinnabar to quickly write on the ground the six big characters of 'Blessing the Holy Monarch of the Town House', and then immediately waved his hand towards the fat man and Yan Qilin.

Seeing this scene, the two knew that the ceremony was over, and then they turned around one after another, and soon brought the pig's head and the cow's head.

According to what Feng Yun said before, the fat man and Yan Qilin placed the pig's head and the cow's head in front of these 6 big characters in turn.

Then, Feng Yun picked up three sticks of incense with the power of three fingers, held the incense head in front of his forehead with his palm, and bowed three times to the front.

Then the three incense sticks were lit, and Feng Yun inserted them in the middle of the six characters.

Strange to say, these three incense sticks burned out in an instant as if they had been eaten, and disappeared with them with the six big characters written on the ground.

Feng Yun, who stood up again, was obviously relieved, and while taking off the costume on his body, he said to the fat man and Yan Qilin:

"Okay, the Yin Mansion in the Land of Extreme Yin has completely merged with Longhua Road, and all the lonely souls and wild ghosts who stayed in it have also entered the ghost gate.

The yin qi dissipates, the fire is prosperous, and now this Longhua route is turning yin to yang, and my purpose has been achieved. ”

At this moment, the sound of gongs and drums also stopped abruptly, and the class master walked towards this side tremblingly, and he was already in tears.

"Official, this jumping Zhong Kui just now, I haven't seen it for many years.

You are a master, you are an old man, you don't know Mount Tai! ”

The class master's voice was trembling, Baihutai has the exquisiteness of Baihutai, and the inheritance of some old rules naturally has its intentions.

The class owner, who has sung ghost shows all his life, is no stranger to dancing Zhong Kui, but he never thought that he would be able to see such a complete drama in his lifetime.

As for the previous visions, the old man didn't say a word, so much so that the fat man and Yan Qilin even wondered if they were the only ones who could see them.

It's just that when the class leader left with the rest of the old men, he ripped off the red belt around his waist, lit a fire, and then spat three times around, and left without looking back.

"Director, what are they doing here?"

Looking at the backs of several people, Feng Yun said softly:

"After the play is over, it is the rule of this industry to drive away bad luck and burn stand-ins......"

Upon hearing this, the fat man and Yan Qilin glanced at each other.

Could it be that several old men saw the vision just now?

This speculation could no longer be confirmed as the class master and the others left in a hurry, and Feng Yun obviously didn't want to say much about it.

"Fatty, go ahead, do the last thing as I said before......"

The fat man nodded, and then took out a brass and iron sign covered with a red cloth from the troop cart.

He quickly came to the intersection and took down the signage that originally hung [Longhua Road].

Then he hung up the sign in his hand, and the onlookers didn't know why, although they didn't know what happened in Longhua Road just now, but at this moment, when they saw the movement at the intersection, they couldn't help but look at this side curiously.

As the fat man tore off the red cloth, a brand new road sign came into view.

The place where the words "Longhua Road" were originally hung have now been replaced by this new sign.

Obviously, the road has been officially renamed today.

Some people looked at it and were surprised, and couldn't help but say it softly:

"Flowing Fire Avenue!"