In the eyes of men, as long as this guy in front of him who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead rushes into the Yin soldiers, he only needs a knife to kill this guy who speaks wildly.

Facing the fat man who suddenly broke in, the Yin soldiers held their ghost knives high and slashed towards the fat man.

Such an offensive, in the eyes of the fat man, is like tickling himself, it doesn't hurt or itch.

There was not even a way to avoid it, the fat man just quickened the pace of his feet. When he walked to the middle position, all the Yin soldiers were staring at the fat man, and the moment he was about to cut it down in the next second, the fat man took a deep breath and shouted in his mouth: "Land money, edict!" ”

His hands quickly formed a vajra seal on his chest, and a copper coin floating above the fat man's head was summoned at the moment when his voice fell, and it fell all at once.

Pinching the copper coin, the fat man simply waved his fist and hit the Yin soldier holding the ghost knife.

This scene was seen by the man, and he only felt that the fat man was going to die.

How could it be possible to fight against so many Yin soldiers with the strength of one person?

He could even imagine the beautiful picture of the fat man being torn apart by the Yin soldiers.

The magic trick in the man's hand changed, and the Yin soldier suddenly skyrocketed and rushed towards the fat man.

Facing the Yin soldiers who rushed up, the fat man sneered.

……

Daoist Qingyun and the old smoker were already approaching the room with the flickering fire.

Just when they were less than five meters away from the room, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and the bald man with his naked body and trembling muscles walked out with a gloomy face.

"Why is this thing endless?"

This bald man is Morishita-kun who threw himself into the arms of a woman and shouted to serve his mother.

Staring at the old smoker and Qingyun Dao Chief, Morishita-kun's face was gloomy, and it seemed that he wanted to tear the two people in front of him apart!

He was babbling in Dongying, and his tone was extremely cold.

"Okay, don't say anything about bird language here, if you don't know how to speak Huaxia, shut up, bird language hurts your ears!"

Daoist Qingyun directly interrupted him, they didn't come here to listen to them speak bird language.

Morishita, who was interrupted, looked at it with even colder eyes, but he was not in a hurry to do it, on the contrary, he really said a sentence in Huaxia: "I haven't had time to investigate you yet, but you have come to the door first."

But it doesn't matter, disturb your mother's rest, you must die! ”

Hearing his words, Qingyun Dao Elder and the old smoker looked at his obviously unclothed appearance, and the obvious traces of his naked upper body, and the faces of both of them showed a look of contempt: "I know the flowers you Dongying people play with, but I didn't expect you to not only play with flowers, but also play perverts!" ”

Both of them forgot what Feng Yun had said before, in the Baju faction, the head of the faction was generally a woman, and this kind of woman was also called a mother by others.

However, such a mother-son relationship can only be said that there is no most perverted, only more perverted!

In the face of the obvious ridicule of the two people, a cold glint flashed in the man's eyes, and a spell was recited in his mouth, and a chrysanthemum appeared in Morishita's hand.

After looking at the chrysanthemum for a long time, Morishita pinched out a seal.

"Open!"

With this soft drink, the doors of the surrounding rooms were opened in an instant, and immediately after, a stiff corpse walked out in an upright position, surrounding the old smoker and the Qingyun Dao Leader in the middle.

All of them were men's corpses, also naked with their upper bodies, their skin was blue and purple, and their eyes were wide and round, but there was no trace of brilliance.

Their movements are stiff, but their strength is amazing.

Morishita gently stroked the chrysanthemum, and then he slowly pulled a red thread from the stamen of the chrysanthemum, and then he wrapped the thread around his five fingers.

As Morishita snapped his five fingers, the corpses that had originally surrounded the Qingyun Dao Leader and the old smoker seemed to have suddenly received an order, and they took action, and they kept approaching the Qingyun Dao Leader and the old smoker.

Shocked by the scene in front of them, Daoist Qingyun and the old smoker were not shocked for too long, and quickly calmed down.

"I'm staying here, the person behind the scenes should be in that room, you must catch him, you can't let him escape!"

Glancing at the room that closed the door again after coming out of the forest, all the firelight came from this room, and the old smoker said to Qingyun Daoist with a serious expression.

Glancing around, Daoist Qingyun was a little uneasy, "With so many corpses driven by evil magic, can you really be alone?" ”

The old smoker smiled, "Don't worry, it's just some lifeless guys, it's nothing!" ”

As he spoke, two red rays of light began to flicker behind the old smoker.

This is the phantom of the two door gods.

"With the help of two door gods, you don't have to worry about me!"

The old smoker who had been practicing with Feng Yun for a while didn't need to take out the portrait of the door god to summon the door god for his use, as long as he wanted to, once the magic technique was deployed, the phantom of the door god would appear and be used by the old smoker.

Seeing this, Daoist Qingyun also knew that there was no problem, and after nodding, he walked towards the room.

Morishita snorted coldly and blocked the way of Qingyun Dao Chief, "Want to go in?" Die first! ”

The fingers were pulled again, and the corpses around them immediately took action and launched an offensive towards the Qingyun Dao Chief.

The old smoker took a puff of the pipe and stood in front of the Qingyun Dao Chief.

The two red lights gradually condensed into the figure, the door god opened the way, the corpse could not get close, and one road was cleared.

"Dao Chief, go!"

Pushing the Qingyun Dao chief, the old smoker finally shouted.

Knowing that the situation was urgent, Daoist Qingyun did not speak again, gritted his teeth and quickened his pace, the spell was split in front of him, and the closed door was blown open, and Daoist Qingyun rushed into the room.

He knew that the people who appeared so far were just some small minions, and the real people behind the scenes had not yet appeared.

The people behind the scenes are hiding in this factory, and if they can't find each other or let each other escape, this operation will be a complete failure.

Their purpose is to catch the people behind the scenes.

The moment he stepped into the room, the door behind him that had been blown open suddenly closed again.

The walls are carved with chrysanthemums, which are the hallmarks of the Eight Chrysanthemums faction.

The room was strangely arranged, with translucent tulle partitions dividing the room into a small labyrinth, and Qingyun Dao Chang advanced in the dimness, following the faint light of the fire.

Cautiously moving forward, testing for the existence of traps, a faint sweet fragrance floated in the air.

Holding his breath, Qingyun Dao Chang took another step forward.

The moment he stepped on the ground, his surroundings began to change in a trance.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Daoist Qingyun saw that the room he was in had disappeared, and in front of him was a sea of fire that burned fiercely.

Countless wails filled his ears, and dense and bloody people struggled to crawl out of the fire.

The peachwood sword was clenched in his hand, and Qingyun Dao looked at this scene with a frown.

The ground beneath his feet began to slowly melt, and a pair of dry hands with only bones stretched out from below, pulling the feet of Qingyun Dao Chang vigorously, trying to pull him into this sea of fire and hell as well.

The peachwood sword shot out, cutting off the bloody hands that came out of the ground, and the Qingyun Dao Leader stared at the ground vigilantly.

The severed bloody hands, twisted and entangled, soon formed into a bloody skeleton that wailed and made terrifying noises from its mouths.

In his heart, silently reciting the mantra of purifying his heart, Daoist Qingyun forced himself to calm down and carefully observe the surrounding environment.

He was obviously in an abandoned factory, but he came here in an instant, which was simply impossible.

Could it be an illusion?

With a guess in his heart, Daoist Qingyun still remained vigilant and did not dare to be careless.

"Buzz—"

A strange voice rang out, followed by a large number of bloody figures crawling up from the ground from the fire.

A frightening scene happened, these people who had managed to climb up, piled up and lay together, and gradually formed the appearance of a giant.

The flesh and blood are blurry, and the appearance is not clear, and the giant just stands here.

Sensing that something was wrong, Daoist Qingyun immediately retreated a distance, widening the distance between himself and the giant.

At this time, Qingyun Dao Chang suddenly found that there was a stone tablet standing not far away.

The stele was wrapped in red blood, and there was a lot of flesh and blood hanging on it, and several large handwriting written in blood were clearly visible, "Huangquan Biliangsaka!" ”

After seeing the words on the stele clearly, Qingyun Dao Chang was surprised a lot.

He finally knew where he was now.

The mythical country of Huangquan in Dongying, the dividing line between the real world, is also the only way to Huangquan.

However, this is simply not possible!

Qingyun Dao Chang couldn't understand it, he hadn't felt any magic breath from the beginning, when did he fall into someone else's Dao and actually appear in the Yellow Spring in Dongying.

Not far away, the flesh-and-blood giant roared and pounced towards the Qingyun Dao Chief, and everything here seemed to be the living place of lonely souls and wild ghosts.

Looking at this scene, Qingyun Daoist clenched the peachwood sword, he took one last look at the giant, and chanted a spell in his mouth:

"The great god of the law, the blue light, the qi rushes into the clouds, and the sound shocks and thunder!"

As the words of the Qingyun Dao chief came out, thunderclouds gradually began to gather in the sky above the Yellow Spring Hirazaka.

Above the thunderclouds, a golden statue of a god can be faintly seen, surrounded by thunder.

"Hold an axe and drill, call for heavenly soldiers, Qinglie trains, burn ghosts and kill essence!"

After reciting the last incantation, Daoist Qingyun stabbed the peachwood sword to the ground with his backhand,

"Haste as the law!"

The statue of the golden god in the thundercloud became solidified little by little, raised its huge palm high, and slammed it downward.

Thunder roared, and the whole Yellow Spring shook the mountains than Rasaka.

The dense heavenly thunder brushed down, and the blood-colored giant didn't even have time to struggle, and it was wiped out under the thunder.

The flesh and slime scattered on the ground were also incinerated.

"Click-" With a soft sound, the ground where the peachwood sword was inserted cracked, and the space quickly collapsed and disappeared.

Qingyun Dao Chief, who knew that all this was just an illusion, sat cross-legged, did not dodge or dodge, stood in front of him with both hands, and pinched out a reassuring trick.

The surrounding environment twists and changes back to its original form.

When Daoist Qingyun opened his eyes, what he saw was the strange room that had been, but the tulle board erected in front of him split in the middle and split in two.

This time, Daoist Qingyun saw that on the top of the split tulle board, a picture was outlined with cinnabar, which was the picture of Huangquan Hirazaka, in which the terrifying lonely ghosts struggling in the sea of fire looked even more shocking.

Seeing this, Daoist Qingyun finally understood why he didn't feel the aura of the spell, but he was unconsciously caught in the Dao.

The people of Yaju have a hand.

Traps had already been set up on these tulle boards in the room, and if you wanted to pass through here and enter the innermost part, you had to walk through them step by step and break through these traps.

There was not the slightest fear on his face, and the battle intent in the eyes of Qingyun Dao Leader was even stronger.

kicked the tulle board in front of him open, and Qingyun Dao walked forward with long steps.

There was another tulle board in front of him, and this time Qingyun Dao Chang saw it clearly, the picture depicted by cinnabar on it was vivid, and the second trap came as promised.

With a sneer, Daoist Qingyun lifted the peachwood sword and slashed it towards the tulle board.

The moment the mahogany sword touched the tulle board, the surrounding environment changed again.

Qingyun Dao Chang sneered and stepped in.

——

The darkness before dawn is always the coldest.

Not far from this abandoned factory, there are many villages.

The people had long since fallen asleep.

No one knew that in the darkness, not far from them, there were people who were marching in the darkness and fighting to protect them!

Most of the grass outside the factory has collapsed, and it is covered with traces of blood.

Blood was dripping from the daggers in the hands of the warriors, and the corpses of the Toei ninjas were all around.

Qian Kun's clothes were almost stained red with blood, and of course, most of this blood was the blood of the enemy.

There weren't many ninjas left, and they didn't dare to step forward in fear, their eyes full of dodge, and they didn't have Qian Kun's firmness and courage at all.

The strength of the ninja is not weak, but it is not enough to look at the warriors who have undergone brutal training, especially in the process of fighting, the fighting spirit of the warriors skyrockets, and the corresponding is the cowardice of the ninjas.

The warriors who already have an advantage in close combat always have the advantage, and the ninjas can only use various tricky hidden evasion methods to temporarily avoid the fighters' edges, so that they can barely maneuver with the warriors.

Panting heavily, Qian Kun, like the soldiers, experienced a fierce battle, and his physical strength was rapidly depleted.

Even so, he looked at the remaining ninjas with murderous intent in his eyes. (End of chapter)