The plan is perfect, the reality is skinny, and Xiao Shui Uzuma also has a temper, not that she can come as soon as she wants to.

Meng Liangliang tried several times, and only once succeeded in summoning the water vortex, but it only stayed for a second before disappearing. Not to mention taking water to cook soup, I don't even have time to see the appearance. It's hard to think that Jiang's gaze has always maintained worship, and Meng Liangliang himself feels embarrassed.

During this period, the five ghosts attacked them several times, and they were all bounced off by Meng Liangliang's immortal physique several times. As for Jiang, she was already very close, and the ghosts couldn't attack Meng Liangliang, so naturally they couldn't attack her. Occasionally, a ghost would come at her from a tricky angle, and she would only need to move her position slightly to solve the dilemma.

The immortal physique played normally, which made Meng Liangliang much calmer. But she can't keep trying like this, who knows what will happen in the next second. If it is late, it will change, and it is only right to solve it while the matter is still under control.

Meng Liangliang had two choices, to lead the heavenly thunder to kill these five ghosts in one fell swoop, or to use them for experiments.

Waste has never been Meng Liangliang's habit. Of course, she chose to experiment.

Ruthless, stomping his feet, Meng Liangliang bit his fingers with a proud gesture, and then ...... Picking and shrinking, carefully squeezing out five drops of blood.

Yes, five drops. Count the five drops that come out of the ghost's head.

There are only five drops of blood, and there is no sense of ritual when boiled, and the flame turns into the state of Meng Po soup. Following the experimental procedures, Meng Liangliang first carefully observed for a while and confirmed that the five drops of water were consistent with Meng Po soup in terms of color, state and breath.

Then, she jumped up and grabbed the female ghost behind Jiang, and steadily flicked a drop of soup into the other party's mouth. There was no need to wait, and in an instant, I saw a ten-colored wisp of light smoke burrowing out of the female ghost's body, condensing in one place, and turning into a seed of Manzhu Sawah. The color on the female ghost's body has faded, there is no sadness or joy on her face, and her breath is pure as nothing.

Meng Liangliang held the flower seed and observed for a while, then handed it to Jiang to observe for a while, and then the two circled around the female ghost a few times, and finally came to the conclusion of the experiment: the effect is the same as Meng Po soup, and one drop is worth a few large bowls. You must know that this kind of soul that has been refined cannot be solved by a bowl of Meng Po soup.

After the experiment, Meng Liangliang began to deal with several other ghosts that grinned and jumped up and down, but could not get close to them no matter what. The flower seeds in his hand and the soul in front of him were all lost to Jiang.

Jiang didn't want to think about it, reached out and copied the soul in his hand, twisted it, and slapped it, and the soul turned into a small ball of light, and she threw it into her pocket with the flower seed.

Meng Liangliang......

Jiang blinked, lowered his head and took out the flower seeds, put them in another pocket, and then waited with a harmless face.

Meng Liangliang......

It is said that people's hearts are separated from the belly, and the essence of demons and monsters is also separated from the skin. For example, the white bone demon, such as the dryad, such as the painted skin ghost in front of you.

What kind of existence is hidden under Jiang's cute and well-behaved skin?

Meng Liangliang turned his head stiffly, grabbed a golden ghost with his hands and eyes, grabbed his neck, flicked his fingers and poured soup, and then threw it into the ginger. Jiang twisted his jaw as usual, slapped it one by one, and put it in his pocket.

It's that unfair. The ghosts couldn't touch Meng Liangliang, but Meng Liangliang could take the initiative to touch them. In less than a minute, the remaining ghosts were also dealt with.

When the last drop of soup was flicked into the ghost's mouth, the surrounding air flowed and the black smoke dissipated. The fat boy's voice came faintly from the thick fog.

"Warn you one last time, let me go!"

"My ghost spirits are passed down by the ancestors of my ancestors, and all of them have been practicing the Tao for nearly a thousand years. If you let me go now, I can still forgive you. ”

"Let it go! or don't blame me for being rude. ”

.....

When Jiang pocketed the last ghost, the black smoke had completely dissipated. The figures of the boy and the fox Jiusheng appeared in front of him together. The young man's round body was being held in the hands of Fox Jiusheng.

The young man blushed, struggled in the air, his limbs fluttered, and he was stunned when he saw that the formation was broken. For a while, I forgot about the struggle and stopped fluttering.

Hu Jiusheng carried the young man, his arm stretched out far away, and the disgust on his face was not too obvious. Seeing that the formation was broken and Meng Liangliang and Jiang reappeared in the store, he let go of his hand and slowly turned back to the kitchen, completely ignoring how the stunned young man fell to the ground.

Meng Liangliang's face suddenly understood, "Jiang Jiang, that array just now was not powerful, is it because this thing was caught by the old fox and cannot be effectively controlled." ”

The control of the formation or something, where does Jiang know where to go. Even if she didn't know, she still nodded affirmatively, "What the boss said makes sense." However, I heard that the Five Spirits Ghost Array can become a world of its own, and it is very powerful that it does not need to be controlled. ”

Jiang said this to express that such a powerful array had been cleaned up by Lord Meng Po, and Lord Meng Po was really powerful. But Meng Liangliang's thinking direction was not like this, she thought about it seriously, "Could it be that the power of the array is related to the ability of the caster?"

There must be a reason, otherwise there is really no reasonable explanation, how could the Five Spirit Ghost Array three hundred years ago be so powerful that it could only be broken by the combination of black and white impermanence.

Their speculations and discussions are crooked. The fact is indeed that the young man's ability is limited, and he has not been able to stimulate the power of the Five Spirit Ghost Array.

was said to be the key, but the boy didn't react at all. He sat on the ground, only to feel a roar in his head, a blankness. Their conversation was like a plastic wrap apart. The Five Spirits Ghost Array, the Five Spirits Ghost Array that Master solemnly handed over to him yesterday, was easily destroyed like this.

He naturally understood that his ability was not strong and he could not stimulate the power of the Five Spirits Ghost Array, but the strength of the Five Elements Ghost Spirits themselves was enough to teach them a lesson.

The Five Spirit Ghost Array and the Five Elements Spirit Ghost Array were passed down by his ancestor's ancestor, and since the day he passed down, only the master of the sect is qualified to hold them. In addition to its own preciousness, in a sense, it is also a symbol of the sect.

The importance of the five elements of spirit and ghost is self-evident.

Master said that when the master crossed the catastrophe, he only imitated the five spirit ghost arrays and recaptured the five ghosts to refine and help him survive the catastrophe. I didn't dare to lose a single spirit ghost, and passed them on to the master completely.

And now, the Five Elements Spirit Ghost was lost in his hands.

Lost, gone!

The feeling of five thunders hitting the top is nothing more than that.

He couldn't figure it out. He could hardly accept this result. Even if he used this array with his ability to drive the Five Elements Spirit Ghosts, it was enough to easily trap two or three foundation building monks. That's why he dared to take it out to kill the other party's sharp qi and give his own sect a prestige.

How could this be the case?

Could it be that the other party is a Jindan cultivator, or even higher? No, no, no, it can't be, how rare a Jindan monk is.

The boy shook his head, waving away the chaotic thoughts in his mind. He had to do something. No matter what, he couldn't lose the Five Elements Spirit Ghost. Even if you fight for your life, you have to take it back.

Thinking of this, the young man jumped up as fast as a thunderbolt, waved his arm violently, and shouted loudly: "Return the Five Elements Ghost Spirit to me!" The two ghosts flashed with his movements, rushing towards Meng Liangliang and Jiang, interrupting their professional discussion.

In the next second, something unacceptable to the boy happened again.