Shen Luo only felt that the seven-star banner in his hand instantly became extremely heavy, as if it had changed from a cloth banner to an iron banner in an instant, and he could barely hold it.

He secretly ran the small Yang Gong, and his arms were strengthened, so he barely raised it.

At this moment, Luo Daoren let out a low shout, and the peach wood sword in his hand shot out of his hand, turning into a meteor-like red light, incredibly fast, and instantly crossed a distance of several zhang and stabbed on the seven-star flag.

The yellow light on the surface of the banner fluctuated, and the peachwood sword actually sank into it and disappeared, but a gap suddenly cracked in the place where the peachwood sword stabbed, and the gap was pitch black, as if it was connected to some dark place.

Almost at the same time, a terrible scream came from the courtyard on the left, it was a woman's voice, it seemed that something had been hurt, so that everyone in the Mafu trembled, and they all moved closer to each other, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Shen Luo had the experience in his previous dream, and his courage had already been honed to the point that he was very unimaginable, and he still stood motionless, only frowning slightly.

Although this cry was terrible, it did not show signs of weakness, and it was obvious that the other party was not dead despite his injuries.

"That's not right! I was hit by a sword, but I didn't die!" Luo Daoren also showed surprise on his face.

At this moment, the scream suddenly turned into a sharp roar.

Luo Daoren's face was also condensed, and his hands pinched the trick, waving again and again, as if urging the peachwood sword in the air.

There was a thumping sound in the bamboo forest dry well in the courtyard on the left, and it seemed that someone was fighting below.

Clouds of filthy black gas gushed out from the mouth of the well, and the courtyard was immediately enveloped by a cold air.

The temperature in the main courtyard also dropped sharply, and a cold aura quickly spread.

Everyone in the Ma family in the courtyard was shocked, I don't know who shouted, everyone fled to the right courtyard in horror, a few people were too panicked, tripped on the ground, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Shen Luo glanced at the embarrassed Ma family, and was about to say something to reassure them that they didn't have to be afraid.

At this moment, there was a gurgling sound in the crack of the Seven Star Banner in his hand, and a black gas gushed out of it, and it was wrapped around him all at once.

The meridians of his whole body immediately felt a cold tingling pain, and half of his body instantly became unconscious.

Shen Luo was taken aback, but before he could cast a spell to deal with it, the Yang Gang Qi in his body sensed the invading ghost qi and immediately operated his own body protection.

A bright red light bloomed from his body, permeating his entire body, instantly separating those black qis, and most of the paralysis in his body dissipated.

"Oops!"

Shen Luo's eyelids jumped, and he remembered that Luo Daoren was next to him, and secretly exclaimed in his heart.

The small yang skills he showed at the moment were far more than just getting started.

However, Shen Luo's mind was racing, and he did not restrain his yang gang qi, and the red light around his body flowed, resisting the surrounding ghost qi, and his eyes glanced at the Luo Dao people next to him.

Luo Daoren was pinching his hands like wheels at the moment, and he seemed to be fighting fiercely with the other party, and he didn't pay attention to the situation here.

"Evil obstacles, do you really think I can't get rid of you?"

Luo Daoren suddenly shouted, pointed at each other, and quickly slashed at the palm of the opposite side, and the blood suddenly surged out, dyeing the two palms red.

The red light on both hands was shining at the same time, but the red light on his left hand was bright and dazzling, full of masculine atmosphere, and the red light on his right hand was pure and restrained, with a sense of femininity.

With a "snap", his hands clasped together to form a sword fingering seal, and he whispered a mantra in his mouth.

The red light on his hands suddenly entwined, blending with each other.

And with the sound of the sword roaring in the courtyard next door, a red light shot out from the bamboo forest well, it was the peachwood sword, but it was firmly entangled by several tentacle-like black gas.

The black gas in the well below surged, and more black gas shot out from the well, rolling towards the peachwood sword.

The peachwood sword spun around, and two strands of red light suddenly rose from the sword's body, intertwining with each other.

"Zheng ......" sounded like a clear sound of gold and iron clashing, and a huge red qi sword with a length of feet condensed, blooming with a bright and warm red light.

The black qi wrapped around the peachwood sword suddenly evaporated quickly and turned into nothingness.

The black qi that flew in was illuminated by the warm red light emitted by the qi sword, and it immediately melted quickly like ice and snow under the hot sun.

"Yin and Yang magic sword, slay ghosts and destroy demons!"

Luo Daoren's eyes widened suddenly, his hands were raised high, and then he slashed down into the void with all his might.

The red light of the red qi sword in the courtyard next door suddenly flourished, reflecting most of the courtyard with red light, and then slashed down, which was the same as the movements of the Luo Dao people.

With a "snort", the black gas wafting in the courtyard was easily cut in half and quickly evaporated.

The red qi sword disappeared without a trace in a flash, and the next moment it appeared out of thin air like a teleportation in front of the abandoned ancient well, and struck down like a shock.

"Boom" with a bang!

The entire abandoned wellhead burst, the debris smoke and dust splashed, and the ground was blasted out of a deep pit a foot large.

The old locust tree next to it was also blown off by Qi Root and fell to the ground.

"Ahh

A scream was heard that was so sharp that it tingled in the eardrums, but it quickly weakened.

The yin qi that originally shrouded the entire Ma Mansion also slowly dissipated at this moment, and the sun shone down, and the indescribable brightness and warmth throughout the mansion made it feel like seeing the blue sky through the clouds and mist.

The black qi on the Seven Star Banners no longer gushed out, Shen Luo breathed a sigh of relief, and was busy running the Xiaohua Yang Gong to disperse all the black qi in his body.

And the Ma family members who fled in embarrassment in the courtyard gradually noticed that the crisis was over, and they stopped running and looked towards the two Luo Daoren.

The red light lingering on Luo Daoren's hand at this moment has disappeared, and his face is slightly pale, but his expression is also a little excited, and he raised his hand to make a move.

Hearing a "whoosh", a red light flew back from the courtyard next door and landed in front of him, which was the vanished peachwood sword.

The brightness of the crimson talisman on the peachwood sword has been greatly reduced, obviously the consumption is extremely large, and the surrounding qi sword has disappeared, and there is a three-foot-tall red ghost on the tip of the sword, but it is a woman wearing a red dress.

The flesh of the woman's hands and feet was rotten, and Bai Sensen's bones were exposed in many places, which looked very disgusting, her face was well preserved, she looked very delicate, and there was a little bright red beauty mole at the center of her eyebrows, but her eyes were full of violent and fierce light, and she roared at Luo Daoren, and her body struggled even harder, trying to break free from the shackles of the peachwood sword.

However, this female ghost has no ghost power in her body, and her body has become almost transparent, as if it may drift away at any time, no matter how hard she tries, she will never be able to leave a single point from the peachwood sword.

Shen Luo looked at the female ghost in the red dress curiously, and secretly compared it with the long-haired ghost in the dream, and sure enough, the ghost in the dream was even more hideous and terrifying.

It's just that in terms of strength, this ghost thing in front of him is naturally even more powerful.

"Evil obstacles, don't be punished!

Luo Daoren shouted, turned his hand and took out a small black cloth bag from his arms, and pinched his fingers.