In the wild bombardment of thunder and lightning, after a while, the colorful beads, along with the corpse flies and insects, were blasted to the point that only a wisp of green smoke remained.

The breeze blew, the green smoke dissipated, and the night sky fell silent as if nothing had happened.

Under the silent starlight, Yang Yib stood silently in the courtyard, letting the breeze blow his clothes, and he motionless looked up at the night sky under the hazy starlight.

He was thinking about something or waiting for something, Yang Yibu didn't speak, and Chen Xiaofeng's family could only wait silently.

They had already recovered from the shock of the beauty of the beads, and their expressions had become solemn and frightened again, and they didn't know if the terrifying strange sound had been eliminated by Yang Yibu.

But one thing is for sure, since the appearance of the multicolored beads and the fact that they were blown away by the thunder and lightning, they have not heard any kind of terrifying sound that makes them sleep.

"I hope they are wiped out by Master Yang," Chen Xiaofeng's parents prayed silently in their hearts.

"Who is it, who broke my spell" A furious yell in the distance shattered the silence of the night.

Before the words fell, a huge coffin slowly appeared in the sky, and a blood-red lantern hung in front of the coffin.

The coffin fluttered very slowly in the sky, and when it came to the sky above the courtyard of Chen Xiaofeng's house, the blood-red lantern and the huge black coffin fluttered in the air, and the whole picture was full of eerie and terrifying flavor.

"Ah, that's it," a frightened scream recalled, in the midst of this eerie night.

This scream full of horror and horror was made by Chen Xiaofeng's younger brother Chen Xiaowei, who stared at the coffin fluttering in front of him with wide eyes, his eyes were full of endless horror, his face was extremely pale, there was no trace of blood, his body was constantly shaking, and he looked crumbling.

Chen Xiaowei's father hurriedly hugged Chen Xiaowei, who was about to fall to the ground, held him tightly in his arms, and constantly comforted him with a trembling voice.

In extreme fright, Chen Xiaofeng also hugged her mother, their bodies trembled constantly, and the collision of upper and lower teeth was clearly audible.

"A monk uses this kind of despicable and shameless means to scare mortals, you are no different from looking for death" Faced with such a terrifying and abnormal scene, Yang Yibu seemed very calm, and his calm voice sounded calmly.

"Who are you, why are you ruining my good deeds" A man's voice rang out quickly and slowly, sometimes loud and sometimes small.

"You ask me who I am, it's okay for me to tell you, listen up, my name is Yang Yibu, the Lord of Heavenly Machines" Yang Yibu's chic and calm voice sounded calmly.

Yang Yibu can report his name and cultivation place, he is not afraid of the revenge of this guy who pretends to be a ghost, but Yang Yibu also very much hopes that this guy has a backer or a mentor behind him.

"Yang Yibu, Tianjiguan, I haven't heard it" The man's erratic voice sounded in the degree.

"I haven't heard of it before, but now that you've heard it, can you put away your little tricks to scare mortals, reveal your true identity, and report your name" Yang Yibu said calmly while pacing leisurely in the courtyard.

For these little tricks of pretending to be gods and deceiving people, Yang Yibu has seen too much.

Yang Yibu knew that the huge coffin floating in the air was a small spell called ghost carrying the coffin, and it was also a common technique used by monks with bad intentions or who liked to pretend to be ghosts.

Its principle is the same as kite flying, the only difference is that it can only be used at night, and it is easy to show the stuffing during the day.

Yang Yib seemed to be pacing in the courtyard very leisurely, but in fact, he was determining the location of the person who was pretending to be a ghost, because to control the coffin to fly in the air or sink up and down, the person who controlled it could not be too far away, and if it was too far away, it was easy to make mistakes.

Yang Yibu also admires this person who pretends to be a god and a ghost, the corpse flies and insects cooperate with the ghost to carry the coffin, this is a perfect match, no matter how bold you are, and no matter how much you don't believe in ghosts and gods, you have to collapse under this cooperation.

"Why should I show up, why should I tell you my name," the erratic male voice said shamelessly and eloquently.

"It seems that you are a rat, you can't see people and you can't see the light" Yang Yibu secretly praised this person's thick skin in his heart, and at the same time squeezed the other party narrowly.

"It's not your turn, you have the ability to bite me" The person who pretended to be a ghost didn't care about Yang Yibu's run at all.

"Damn, this is hob meat, cheeky" Yang Yibu scolded secretly in his heart.

"If you don't come out, don't blame me for being rude, I'll destroy your ghost coffin now" Yang Yibu planned not to be polite to this man with a face like a steel plate.

"Yang Yibu, how do you know the name of my spell" When Yang Yibu said the name of the ghost coffin, the man in the dark was a little panicked.

His own dead ghost master told him that this ghost carrying the coffin is a very ancient spell, and even if modern people can peek through the mystery, they will not know the name.

But tonight, this viewer of the Heavenly Opportunity Concept can say the name of this spell in one mouth, so he can't have any relationship with the Dead Ghost Master.

The man in the dark began to make up for his own brain, although his master has long since passed away, maybe the master still has a fellow disciple in this world.

"Not only do I know that this ghost carries the coffin, but I also know that the little insect I just killed is called a corpse fly insect" Yang Yibu's words were not shocking, and the people in the dark were stunned.

Oh my God, this Yang Yibu must be the same as the master, otherwise how could he even know about the corpse flies and insects, and he can still see it, it's not easy to be obedient.

If this Yang Yibu knew that the ghost carrying the coffin could be said to be a coincidence, but now he even knows about the corpse flies and insects, this is not a coincidence, it is not a simple coincidence.

The ghost master has told himself more than once that corpse flies and insects are the biggest secret of this sect, and it is impossible for people today to know unless they are old monsters who have lived for thousands of years.

The people in the dark were even more convinced that Yang Yibu must be from his own sect, but there was a doubt that the dead ghost master had never mentioned that there were other disciples.

I also asked, but the dead ghost master said that he was the only heir of him in the world, and there were no other heirs.

The people in the shadows couldn't help but wonder.

"Why are you dumb, don't speak, are you afraid that I will break your transfiguration transmission" Yang Yibu threw out a bombshell fried egg again.

Transfiguration and sound transmission, this is also a small spell, he can change people's voices without speaking, and can also make his voice erratic, so that people can't determine the location of the person speaking, this is also a kind of pretending to be a ghost.

"Yang Yibu, how can you know everything" The person in the dark exclaimed, he had a feeling of collapse, how Yang Yibu knew every one of his spells.

Even if the people in the shadows racked their brains, they would not have thought that the guy they met tonight was the reincarnation of an old monster who had lived for tens of thousands of years, and this old monster was still at the level of a demon pervert.

In his heart, the profound immortal method that cannot be passed on lightly can only be regarded as a small spell in Yang Yibu's eyes, Little Doyle.

"Look, I'm going to break your ghost coffin" Yang Yibu, who was calm and calm, smiled evilly, flipped his wrist, and took out the loose sword from the space ring.

Yang Yibu slowly raised the loose pattern sword in his hand and pointed diagonally at the ghost coffin that was constantly rising and falling in the sky.

"Slow, Yang Yibu, can you tell me about your teacher" Just as Yang Yibu was about to break the ghost and carry the coffin, the person in the dark asked out loud.

"You don't deserve to know my teacher's inheritance, I can only tell you that it will only take fifteen seconds at most for me to break your ghost coffin, it doesn't matter if you show up or not, if I break your ghost coffin, your mind will inevitably be hurt, and I can lock and kill you in an instant" Yang Yibu's cold and domineering voice spat out from his mouth.

Yang Yibu raised the loose sword in his hand diagonally to the ghost coffin in the air, and began to chant the incantation in his mouth.

"Stop, Yang Yibu, I'll come out" The person in the dark finally couldn't hold his breath, in addition to thinking that Yang Yib was the same door, he also believed that Yang Yib could break his ghost coffin.

The corpse flies and insects are one grade higher than the ghost carrying the coffin, and they have all been broken by Yang Yibu, not to mention that this ghost carrying the coffin.

"How are you" Chen Xiaofeng's scream soared into the sky.