Indeed, after seeing Tang Qingfeng's peak posture, the Ghost Armor Mountain God felt that it was hopeful to ask Tang Qingfeng to take action to resolve the curse.

But he ignored one problem, and that was the current cage enchantment. If nothing else, Tang Qingfeng will not leave here again for the rest of his life, until the five decays of heaven and man, this is also the death will he made when he painted the ground as a prison, even if his cultivation can return to the peak without the help of Meng Juntong's dream battlefield realm, he can still get out of this cage, at least there is no way to go out with his cultivation.

The Ghost Jia Mountain God looked at the Shaohua Dream Weaver in front of him, and seemed to be making a measure in his heart.

Meng Juntong was not in a hurry, waiting for him to think, she walked in front of Tang Qingfeng: "Brother Tang, thank you for being able to protect me in front of the Huangquan Dao Lord just now." ”

Tang Qingfeng sighed softly and shook his head: "If you say that, it will make me embarrassed." Huangquan Dao's major is unfathomable, even if a doppelganger comes here, I am also jealous, and in the end I still want you to fight hard to defeat the strong enemy, as the master's family, Tang is indeed ashamed. ”

Meng Juntong smiled: "Brother Tang doesn't have to be like this, the hatred between me and Huangquan Dao is a matter of my Shaohua Dream City family, and I don't want to affect others." What's more, Brother Tang has someone who wants to protect here, so naturally he is in the way, and Meng Juntong has already admitted it. ”

"Okay, I'll make this deal with you. Meng Juntong and Tang Qingfeng both listened to the ears of the Ghost Jia Mountain God.

If he hadn't mentioned it, he hadn't thought of it yet. If Meng Juntong didn't have the means, just now she had scared away a clone of a Huangquan Dao Master.

That Jenaro is an extremely cruel and tyrannical master among the six Huangquan Dao Masters, and even he is intimidated by Meng Juntong, which means that Meng Juntong or she has an unimaginably powerful hole card behind her.

Thinking from this point of view, perhaps Meng Juntong is more suitable than Tang Qingfeng to do this.

Meng Juntong turned his head to look at the Ghost Armor Mountain God: "Have you figured it out?"

The mountain god said, "I want you to make a contract." The mountain god knew that he would not live long, even if Tang Qingfeng didn't clean him up, he would have run out of oil, and he wouldn't have a chance to see the result of this matter again.

Whether it is a cultivator or a god elf who was born and raised, they all believe in the heavenly contract, or oath.

The heavens are above, and the way of heaven cannot be bullied, and they understand this truth better than mortals.

Meng Juntong and Tang Qingfeng glanced at each other and nodded to each other.

"Okay, I can swear an oath with you, but you promised Brother Tang something!"

"I'll cash in immediately," the Ghost Mountain God was very happy, and now time was even more precious to him.

Immediately, Meng Juntong made a contract with a blood alliance, and after being confirmed and recognized by the Ghost Jia Mountain God, he carved a soul brand and completed this oath.

The body bones of the Ghost Armor Mountain God were previously kicked and shattered by Yanaro, but the gods are gods after all, even if they are dying, the magic of creation in his body will not be missing, and after a while, his body has already healed by half.

Supporting the weak body to stand up again, two golden flames suddenly lit up in the eyes of the ghost armor man.

Tang Qingfeng was stunned, and then sighed: "I didn't expect that you still have two wisps of the original incense of the temple back then. ”

The Ghost Mountain God smiled, but the smile was full of bitterness, which he originally wanted to leave to that girl, but there was no chance.

The grace of Qianjiang rebuilding is as heavy as Mount Tai, and the god of Guijia Mountain is willing to repay this grace with everything he has. What a pity for two ancient incense lamps.

After the golden flame lit up, the aura of the Ghost Armor Mountain God was obviously much stronger, and there was a bit of a taste of returning to the light.

Tang Qingfeng stepped forward and wanted to help him, but was slightly pushed away by the Ghost Jiashan God: "No, you can remove the prohibition in the attic." ”

Tang Qingfeng nodded solemnly: "Are you sure you are ready?" He knew that once the prohibition was removed, then the dead qi that was suppressed by him would surge out, and it might only take a few snaps of his fingers to completely swallow the cage enchantment.

The Ghost Armor Mountain God nodded, took out a bowl from his arms, raised his hand and gently threw it upward.

The golden bowl is obviously also a magic weapon, it was thrown into the air, the path was raised, the suspense was ten zhang away, and the bowl shone on it, sprinkling golden light all over the ground, covering the entire attic.

The name of this outer bowl is Tianluo, and it is the natal weapon of the ghost armor mountain god.

Tang Qingfeng saw that the ghost Jiashan God had responded, and immediately put away the folding fan, and the ten fingers of his hands were empty, and he was constantly getting seals in front of him.

Ninety-nine eighty-one seal spells changed, and the seal in the attic was shattered.

Meng Juntong was shocked when she saw Tang Qingfeng's seal, she knew that the more seals there were, the higher the level of the seals.

And every nine seals are one level, a total of nine levels, and the seal method produced by the ninety-nine eighty-one seal spells can be said to be the pinnacle of the spell seal technique.

And that little attic actually needs to be sealed with a pinnacle spell seal, what is closed here!

Even Meng Juntong thought that it would be enough to use this seal to seal the Dry Fish.

Tang Qingfeng broke the seal, and the next moment, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the direction of the attic, and with a force, he directly pulled out the old woman who was originally in the pavilion and pulled it in front of him.

The old woman was full of shock, and looked at Tang Qingfeng: "Childe, who are you?"

Tang Qingfeng didn't answer her, but looked nervously at the movement on the ghost armor man's side.

With a boom, a cloud of black gas in the attic rose into the sky, hitting the Da Luo Golden Bowl above the heavenly dome.

However, this Da Luo Golden Bowl seemed to be the nemesis of the evil ghost's death qi, and as soon as the black qi touched it, it was dispersed and retreated.

Meng Juntong stood next to Tang Qingfeng, also watching this scene nervously, her spiritual power was already trembling, and the terrifying death qi was simply a hell of a world.

The Ghost Jia Mountain God swayed and walked towards the attic, and suddenly he stopped and turned his head to look at Meng Juntong: "You Shaohua Dream Weavers seem to be able to weave dreams for others at will, right?" ”

Meng Juntong was stunned for a moment, but still nodded: "Yes." ”

The Ghost Armor Mountain God suddenly smiled: "Then later, I still want to make a deal with you." ”

Meng Juntong's eyes were suspicious, and he didn't understand what the Ghost Jia Mountain God wanted.

"Nothing else, just weave me a sweet dream of a long sleep. ”

Meng Juntong suddenly said: "Yes, this dream is an additive, and it should give you a ride." ”

The Ghost Jiashan God laughed and waved his hand: "Why take advantage of your little girl." After speaking, he took a big stride and walked into the light mask of the Da Luo Golden Bowl.