The people thought it was a new sacrificial trick, and they were very happy to see it, and the Yin soldiers waved the steel fork lasso, tied the green dragon to a strong knot, and dragged it to the other side.

The old Taoist priest couldn't wait for tomorrow, so he stretched out his hand to summon the peachwood sword, pressed the rune paper on the edge of the sword, pulled out a flash of fire, and slashed towards the Yin soldiers.

The Yin soldiers formed by the gray mist seemed to be afraid of this flame, and hurriedly dodged, so that the green dragon could break free from the restraints and return to the river.

Suddenly, the two flame wrestlers were grabbed by two big hands, and their bodies gradually collapsed, and from behind the Yin soldiers, a gray shadow with a height of more than five zhang walked out, with black light in his eyes, and he was wearing armor.

"You wait and disperse quickly! This is not a rain prayer sacrifice! The Yin soldiers are in the aisle, and the creatures are scattered!" Bai Yiting roared, took the cloth bag and poured out all the projectiles, each round and bulging projectile, and turned into a gold-armored wrestler after landing, holding a sword and axe shield to protect the riverbank.

The people present were indifferent, and Bai Yiting's solemn expression did not make them realize, and they still watched with relish.

Meng Qiaoqiao took out a string of prayer beads from the wooden box containing the magic weapon, tore it off forcefully and threw it towards the sky, and the broken prayer beads turned into a cyan cover, protecting the entire Dharma platform.

Those Yin soldiers were affected by the ghost generals, and their anger was heavier, and they threw the steel forks towards the opposite bank, but the way of the green dragon was blocked by the ghost general's long knife, so they were going to perform a knife to kill the green dragon here!

On the viewing platform, Guo Shu's eyes were full of stars, and he also took out a few runes from his long sleeves, and summoned a few spirit servants to protect him, these few were much inferior to those golden armor wrestlers on the shore, and their bodies were dull.

"Brother Guo, your spirit summoning technique has improved again, congratulations!" Li Wei said with a smile.

This technique of summoning puppets using rune paper is a branch of Taoism that was famous in ancient times, and can often be completed in battles to win more with less.

"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, looking at the immortal master's handwriting, I'm embarrassed to say that I can summon spirits. Guo Shu sighed in reply and looked at the old Taoist priest who was manipulating the wrestlers and the Yin soldiers to fight.

When the golden armor wrestler appeared, Li Dao had already determined the identity of the other party, where is this magic, this is immortal magic!

What Bai Yiting used was the long-lost method of sprinkling beans into soldiers, although he had not yet understood the mystery, but the power was indeed not small, and he would not fall behind at all against this ghost general.

At this moment, the neighing of war horses suddenly came from outside the Eighteen-Mile Fort, and the crowd dispersed, making way for a road, the first person was Feng Changzai, and there were Cui Ying, Feng Nan and others standing side by side, and the four salt merchants also followed, with a large group of soldiers and horses.

It turned out that after being buried alive in Shenzhou City, the two brothers of Tianwang Dao decided to put aside the dispute for the time being, and rushed back to the sect first to do some consideration, because when they heard the name of the ruins that the old man said, he was the uncle of the current sect master of Tianwang Dao.

As soon as I came to Eighteen Mile Fort along the river bank, I saw that the yin atmosphere was surging here, and the thick gray clouds were pressing down on the city, and there was an old Taoist priest struggling to support it.

When the chief knew something about ghosts and gods, he ordered his soldiers to light torches, dip their swords and guns in oil, and use flames to deal with the Yin soldiers.

The old Taoist priest on the Dharma platform heard the commotion, and hurriedly asked the golden armor wrestler to withdraw an opening and let the Yin soldiers come in, "Wait for me to help me quickly!

Maintaining the spell for a long time consumes him a lot, and the old Taoist priest is not the master of loss, and he will never do it alone if he can use a helper.

The Yin soldiers rushed into battle, although Feng Changzai knew that it was the old Taoist priest who did it, but it was not easy to say anything, so he raised the whip in his hand and ordered the soldiers to catch up.

Guo Shuda did not go down on the viewing platform, the relationship between him and Feng Changzai was not good, he was dedicated to the pursuit of cultivation, and did not gather the army, which is also an outlier in the Heavenly King Dao.

Fighting with the Yin soldiers, the soldiers have no experience, so they can only wield their weapons indiscriminately, the Yin soldiers have no entity, and they move their hands to attract fatality, and there are even ghost generals who suck the souls of the killed people, becoming more condensed.

A large area of casualties is inevitable, and the people who were broken by the Yin soldiers were all blue-faced, and it was useless to have their bodies intact.

But he didn't dare to move forward, the big husband immediately slashed his sword, but it was the first time to deal with ghosts and gods, he felt that the armor he was wearing was as cold as water, the night was bleak, and the war horse under his crotch also secretly retreated.

"Look at the old immortal master, but what kind of amazing immortal skills are being prepared, even if you are dead this time, you have to learn a trick and a half from him. As Li Wei spoke, he suddenly opened the paper fan and waved it to his side.

Immediately, a yin soldier fanned out from behind Liu Xiaoyi's shoulder, and was about to hold down Liu Xiaoyi and bite his soul.

"Ahh

When I got so close, I didn't even notice it, and I was still busy watching the fun.

Li Dao cast a golden light shield to protect the three of them, "Brother Tai's soul is broken, and he can still stand here safe and sound, there must be treasures by his side?"

"Can you see it?" Liu Xiaoyi was surprised, he didn't know anything about the way of ghosts and gods, and he was about to jump out of the circle as he spoke.

"Brother, don't panic, the two of us are just curious, and we don't mean anything else. Li Wei thought that the other party was going to turn his face with him, so he hurriedly persuaded him.

How did he know that this Taoist priest had never practiced any Taoism, and the two swords he was carrying were genuine murder weapons.

During the conversation, the situation in the audience changed again, the old Taoist priest prepared for a long time, and finally rubbed out a half-body door god with both hands, six arms holding different weapons, and the ghost general tore together, every time he waved the weapon, the ghost general's breath would wither.

The ghost will notice that something is wrong, and the half-body door god on the opposite side is brave and powerful, and his whole body is shrouded in colorful brilliance, and under the control of the old Taoist priest, he is like a fish in water, and the ghost will be suppressed to death.

There is also a river god Qinglong in the water to help, wanting to completely tear the ghost will be completely torn apart, seeing that the climate is not successful, the ghost will stab his left arm, and he actually lost the car to protect the handsome, half of the body is holding the big head, and he is far away towards the opposite bank.

"Demon! Where to go!" The old Taoist priest was overjoyed when he saw this, and took out a wine gourd and shouted at the ghost general, only to see that the ghost stopped his body and flew upside down into the gourd.

The group of Yin soldiers lost their roots, and soon showed a decline, and were wiped out on the shore by concerted efforts, only a small amount of ash dispersed and fled back to the other side.

People everywhere turned on their backs, although there was no scream, but thousands of soulless bodies, but really frightened the people, who still cared about praying for rain, they had already taken advantage of the fight to disperse, the streets were empty, no one walked.

Four salt merchants, three of them died in a panic, only Cao Wenzhao hugged his fist towards the viewing platform, turned around and led the team away, he didn't plan to wade into the muddy water this time!

Bai Yiting wiped the sweat from his forehead, put away the magic weapon, and shouted in the direction of Guo Shu'a: "Xiao Guo, hurry up and set off!