After Bai Wuchang finished the hairpin, he looked at the smirking Yang Fusang, the corners of his mouth went up, and said, "Let's go!"

They walked through the gate invisibly, an idea much better than climbing a wall. For them, such a wall is not too high, at most it can only be regarded as flying up and climbing, but in other words.

When they entered the palace, the figures of the four appeared.

Meng Qi took out the soul flag, the soul flag is the soul flag, the underworld scroll records that someone in the palace will die recently, and the ghosts can't get in, and these souls are still in the palace.

The Spiriting Banner can summon their souls. I waited for a long time, but I didn't see any souls coming.

"Ah Qi, what are you?" Yang Fusang looked at Meng Qi who was holding the spirit flag, and pointed to the black on a white background in her hand, which made a swishing sound with the wind, "Can you change the method?"

"We only know that he is in the palace, not the specific place. Bai Wuchang walked up to Yang Fusang and said slowly. The three of them were here for the first time, and they didn't know where the painting was hiding.

Yang Fusang raised his arm, ready to put it on Meng Qi's shoulder, and after realizing his height, he gave up this idea, and scratched his head with the hand he had just raised, looking at an osmanthus tree near them, she could use this mortal grass and trees to find. He cast a resonant spell and listened quietly to the movement of the plants and trees in the palace. Yang Fusang, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked straight to the southeast, "In the southeast." ”

"Let's go. Meng Qi looked at Yang Fusang, she trusted Sang'er, and Sang'er wouldn't lie to her, they looked like sisters, but they didn't look like they. Since she came to Huangquan that day, her life has slowly changed, there is no longer that man in white in her world, she has even forgotten what that man looks like, and now half of her heart is filled with the underworld, and the other half is Sang'er. She knew what kind of disaster this painting sale was for them, she didn't want to involve Sang'er, she hoped that Sang'er could find her Ah Jin as soon as possible, yesterday she didn't approve of Lao Hei coming to find Sang'er's help, so she has been cold.

"Ah Qi, let's go!" Yang Fusang and the three of them flew towards the southeast after hearing Meng Qi's words, but they saw Meng Qi at the back, and after calling her, they took her arm and flew together.

The southeast of the palace is the harem of the king of Buyeo. By this time, it was already halfway through the night, and most of the palaces of the royal palace had turned out their lamps and were asleep.

There was only one main hall, which was lit with a lamp.

The surroundings of the main hall are quiet, and the insects that belong to this season have disappeared without a trace. The four of Yang Fusang stopped on the palace wall outside the main hall and watched the movement inside the hall.

Juan's papier-mâché window presents the scene inside, a figure is surrounded by gas, constantly surrounding the body, the figure's hair is swaying with the wind, at this time there is no wind outside, but the wind in the room blows the hair flying.

Yang Fusang was just about to ask Ah Qi next to him, when the doors and windows in the hall opened, and four black gases attacked the four of them respectively.

Yang Fusang, who was still asking questions, was pulled up by Meng Qi and Bai Wuchang beside him, dodging the black evil qi that flew in. "I was just about to ask if it was this guy, and it seems to be. After Yang Fusang eased up, Bai Wuchang and Meng Qi let go of his hand, she looked aggrieved, but her right hand did not hesitate, holding her Yang Dusk Sword.

Meng Qi's Meng Po shovel was already in his hand, and the black and white impermanence of the white spirit stick had also been conjured, ready to fight to the death with this painting pin.

"How did you find it, this palace is clear······ You're here too?" The people in the temple flew out, dressed in red, but their hair did not float in the wind as before, and all the strands of hair were tied behind their backs, leaving only a lock floating in front of them.

He was surprised how the ghost of the underworld had entered the palace, and it turned out that she had come. He took advantage of the rules of the human world and several other definitions, hiding in the palace, but he was still found, looking at the three ghosts in the underworld, and pointed to Yang Fusang, "Do you think she can beat this seat with just the three of you plus one?" haha, joke. Yang Patriarch, your husband, the Sun God Jun Haojin, can only seal me, do you think you, by the way, I also want to thank you, if it weren't for you crying in the Yellow Spring that day, Haojin sealed my spell would not have been loosened, and I wouldn't have had a chance to come out to breathe the air and essence of the human world. ”

After listening to the words of the painting pin, Yang Fusang looked at Meng Qi on the side, and asked if he had let him out by himself, and he had also affected the three of them.

"Sang'er, don't listen to what he says, what he's best at is bewitchment. Meng Qi shook his head on the side, signaling Yang Fusang not to believe the words of the painting.

The escape of the painting pin, they have such a speculation in the underworld, the painting pin was taken out of the underworld by Yang Fusang, and the date of his escape was the few days when Yang Fusang left the underworld, and many immortals thought so. So Meng Qi took over the task of bringing the painting pin back, and the black and white impermanence brothers petitioned to join Meng Qi, and after the Hades King agreed, the three of them tracked down the painting pin in the world. The three of them firmly believe that this thing was not done by Yang Fusang, which is also one of the reasons why they are reluctant to find Yang Fusang.

"Okay, since it was said that the patriarch let you out, the patriarch will punish you today. Yang Fusang raised the Yang Dusk Sword in his hand, ready to stab at the painting pin.

The painting pin didn't rush to fight back, the thumb and index finger of his right hand twisted the lock of hair in front of his forehead, "Patriarch Yang, this depends on whether you have this ability, although this seat has only recovered the strength of the seven successes, it is still very easy to deal with you!" After speaking, the painting pin shook his right hand, the hair between his hands flew up, and the red clothes that were quiet just now also flew up at this time, and his body exuded a dark aura, blowing up the grass and trees around this palace.

The four of them all held weapons in their hands, looking at the painting pin in red clothes dancing wildly, Hei Wuchang swallowed his saliva, they chased the painting pin for several days, and did not fight head-to-head. In the Hades Mansion before, the Hades King told them that the skill of this painting pin is too powerful, and he himself said just now that the Great God of Haojin is not his opponent, and today the four of them are afraid that they will be scattered in this place.

Meng Qi glanced at Yang Fusang and Bai Wuchang's side, they understood, nodded, turned his head to look at Hei Wuchang on his side, he was a little distracted, "Old Hei, return to his position." ”

"Good. Hei Wuchang put away his thoughts, even if he died, Meng Qi was also by his side, Bai Wuchang's brother was also there, and Sang'er, a drinking friend, was also there, it was worth it.

Before coming, they had already discussed, this painting pin has been using his evil ghosts to collect new ghosts and old ghosts, just to restore his own skills, his skills are too high, the four of them are compared to the sea and the river, so they decided to use the improved version of the four ghost arrays to exhaust the painting pin, and then bring it back to the underworld and seal it again.

In one sentence, the four of them stood in the four directions centered on the painting pin, Yang Fusang was in the east, Bai Wuchang was in the west, Meng Qi was in the north, and Black Wuchang was in the south.

Seeing the formation of four people, he didn't hurry, straightened his clothes, the red clothes stopped flying, his long hair hung down behind him, and a giggling laugh came out of his mouth, "After eating your soul, my cultivation will come back." ”

"Hehe, I'm afraid you'll disappear into this world. "The Yang Dusk Sword in Yang Fusang's hand is ready.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, let's start!" Meng Qi raised Meng Po's shovel, and the front end of the shovel glowed coldly, shining brightly in the night sky.

A long sickle appeared in the hand of the painting pin, a sickle with a long handle and a curved handle, revealing evil aura everywhere, with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers. As soon as the long sickle came out, he killed the soul and refused to take it for himself.

Black and white impermanence, the white spirit stick in hand, although there is no momentum of the long sickle of the painting pin, but it is also a sharp weapon for hurting ghosts and killing souls.

As Meng Qi began, the people standing in the four directions rose up, just right away from the position of the painting pin, the four pairs of eyes were facing each other, and four bundles of spells attacked towards the painting pin in the middle.

Two streams of black light came from the north and south, tying the painting pin in the middle, the white light from the west locking it in, and the green light flying from the east infused the infinite charm.

This painting pin is not jealous, he deliberately let them just now, and after Yang Fusang made a move, he shook the four rays of light on his body, and a black barrier appeared around his body.

Black aura continued to emerge from the periphery of the barrier, rushing towards the four of them.

The evil qi rushed towards Yang Fusang, and the Yang Dusk Sword in her hand blocked in front of her, forcing the evil qi back. This, what is this evil qi afraid of? Is it Ah Jin's breath or Fusang Shenmu, "Ah Qi, use your Meng Po shovel." ”

Yang Fusang's words reminded Meng Qi next to her that she had been using magic to resist the evil qi just now, the evil qi was a gas, the more it was blocked, the more it was blocked, it would be divided into small parts, and the small parts gathered together became big ones, so repeatedly, no matter how they could not be eliminated, only to turn it into a large one.

Meng Qi took the shovel at the front end of Meng Po's shovel, leaving only the shovel handle.

The big war is imminent, and the destruction of weapons is a taboo, and the black impermanence opposite Meng Qi flew over and blocked the evil qi in front of Meng Qi for him, "Meng Qi, you are crazy." ”

The white spirit stick in the hands of black impermanence, although it is not as good as the Fusang Divine Tree, is also made of the peach tree in the heavenly realm for tens of thousands of years, and there are only two roots in the world, respectively in the hands of black and white impermanence.

The tens of thousands of years old peach tree has the same effect as the Fuso sacred tree, tending to ward off evil spirits.

Meng Qi smiled, "Lao Hei, I have another wonderful thing about Meng Po's shovel, and I will tell you when this fight is over." "The Meng Po shovel in his hand, forehead, is the Meng Po stick pointing at the evil qi in the air, and where it is pointed, the evil qi disappears.

"How can you have a Fusang Divine Tree?" The painting pin looked at the Fusang Divine Tree in Meng Qi's hand, and he remembered that last time Haojin used this to extinguish more than half of the evil qi on his body. A big ghost like him lives by evil qi, and when the evil qi is gone, his mana will naturally be lost, "She gave it to you? You, haha, Patriarch Yang is empathetic and in love with the princess of the underworld?"

The word empathy and love was used, and Yang Fusang smiled at Meng Qi embarrassedly, "Who does this patriarch love for your, Ah Qi." Yang Fusang gave Meng Qi a look, this look seemed to be Yang Fusang's admiration for Meng Qi, the princess of the underworld, and it was precisely this look that Yang Fusang had a slight upper hand.

After Yang Fusang finished speaking, Bai Wuchang stood in front of her, the hundred spirit stick blocked the endless evil qi of the painting pin, and the black impermanence on the opposite side stood in front of Meng Qi, and also used the white spirit stick to block the evil qi in front of Meng Qi. In an instant, the Yang Dusk Sword in Yang Fusang's hand changed from the previous sharp blade to a wooden sword, and he raised his foot and flew to the back of Bai Wuchang, and tens of thousands of years of magic were concentrated on the sword, slashing towards the painting pin.

Meng Qi stood opposite Yang Fusang in the same posture, and Meng Po Stick accumulated Meng Qi's lifelong magic and went to kill the painting.

In the palace, in the southeast, the white light flashed, the history books of the Buyeo country recorded, in the thirteenth year of Mingde, the southeast of the palace, the white light flashed, and my Wang Dezheng moved the heavens, so the stars appeared at night, which was for peace. People only know that there is white light, but they don't know that there are evil ghosts inside the palace, and the gods of the upper realm come down to punish the ghosts.