At first, the ghostly fire shone like a star, flickering and dimming, but gradually, the scope of expansion grew larger and larger, until at last, it was like a grand carnival.

The whole world is like wearing a ghost clothes, and the yin qi is extremely heavy, and the momentum seems to be able to collapse the whole world as long as it is gently pressed down.

This kind of atmosphere makes people feel extremely uncomfortable and depressing, as if it is breathless.

The little Taoist priest and the old Taoist priest opened their eyes at this moment.

Above the heads of several people, a few ghost fires floated at some point, like elves, jumping, as if inviting a few people to join their carnival.

It's just that when the ghost fire jumped to the place where Xiao Changhe sprinkled the powder, it made a "bang" sound, and finally turned into a puff of white smoke and dissipated in the wind.

"Look over there, there seems to be an ancient temple. The little Taoist priest suddenly exclaimed in surprise and raised his hand to point.

Xiao Changhe stroked his forehead and sighed, sure enough, his mother's pig teammates were the most difficult to bring.

"This little Taoist, do you fucking know that everything has a spirit, and it is rude to point at others? Your parents and teachers have not taught you, what is etiquette?"

The little Taoist priest's brows furrowed slightly.

The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "But it's just a ghost, what's the matter?"

Rumble!

Bang!

The old Taoist priest had just finished speaking, but he saw that in the dark night, there seemed to be a big mountain, as if crushing this world, and it was pressing towards this world.

The jumping ghost fire, turned into layers of light, crazy impact, like a moth to a fire, layer by layer of ghost fire, just a few seconds, this piece of heaven and earth, completely blocked, green ghost fire, this piece of heaven and earth, reflecting this piece of heaven and earth into a strange green.

Eerie and terrifying.

The old monk and the little novice looked up.

I saw that above my head, it seemed to be pressing against a big mountain.

It's just that the ghost fire rushed to the place where Xiao Changhe sprinkled the powder, and it instantly turned into powder and floated between heaven and earth.

The place where a few people stood was like a pure land on earth.

No filthy or evil thing can break through this world at all.

The dense ghost fire swooped down, as if the demon had opened its bloody mouth and wanted to devour everything in this world, and at this moment, the yin wind roared angrily.

If the sky is palpitating.

If sorrowful.

Rao is these people are all from the mountain, and they have also seen strong winds and waves, but such a terrifying scene is really unprecedented, and at this moment, several people seem extremely small.

Ning Caisang held the half-immortal soldier tightly.

Xiao Changhe stretched out his hand to press Ning Caisang's hand, shook his head gently, faced the dense ghost fire, looked around at everyone, and said coldly: "No one is allowed to act rashly. ”

After saying this, he looked up at the green ghost fires in the air, and suddenly said loudly: "Ferryman Xiao Changhe, passing through here, no offense, you guys retreat, sell me a favor." ”

His voice sounded in the oppressive night, and the ghost fire that had been swooping down suddenly stopped at this moment, and time seemed to stand still, and there was silence in an instant.

There are yin ghosts carrying sedan chairs, floating from the sky.

The yin wind gusted, as cold as the chill of bone marrow, as if the whole world was frozen.

The old Taoist priest and the old bald donkey glanced at each other, and finally suppressed the irritable mood of slaying demons and demons in their hearts.

The four ghosts carrying the sedan chair stopped at the place where Xiao Changhe sprinkled the powder, and no longer moved an inch, from the sedan chair, the curtain was gently lifted, revealing a pair of slender jade hands, and it was vaguely seen that she was wearing a pair of red embroidered shoes and a red skirt under her feet, but her upper body was hidden in the night, and her face could not be seen.

"You resentful woman again?" Xiao Changhe said coldly.

"Let's go, ferryman!" the voice of the woman in the sedan chair came, but it was tactful and sound, like a heavenly sound.

"If you don't go, okay?" Xiao Changhe discussed.

"If you don't leave, you will raise me!" the woman in the sedan chair chuckled coquettishly.

"I hate to become a shriveled villain!" Xiao Changhe was a little depressed, then turned his head and stared coldly at the little Taoist, and finally suppressed the cold killing intent in his heart.

He looked at Ning Caisang and advised, "Don't leave the place where I sowed the soul suppression powder for half a step." ”

Everyone was at a loss.

Xiao Changhe didn't explain, turned around and walked towards the night.

When Xiao Changhe stepped into the dark night and left the place where he sprinkled the powder, a strange scene appeared.

I saw that Xiao Changhe's leg that stepped out instantly dried up, and when Xiao Changhe's whole person completely walked out of that line, his whole body quickly dried up.

The whole body, the flesh seems to have suddenly evaporated, leaving only a shell, skin wrapped in bones, as if it became a skeleton.

Yes, it's a skeleton.

Xiao Changhe raised his hand, and he could vaguely see that the joints of the skeleton were trembling, and his original appearance could no longer be seen on his face.

The five mountain people were shocked and shocked from the bottom of their hearts.

"Let's go!" Xiao Changhe gritted his upper and lower teeth and said.

The ghosts are gone.

disappeared into the night with Xiao Changhe.

"Is he a human or a ghost?" the little Taoist priest was shocked.

"It's weird!" the old Taoist priest murmured softly.

There was a flash of light in his eyes, and the old Taoist priest with a fairy wind and a white beard like a waterfall slowly walked towards the place where the white powder was sprinkled.

Ning Caisang wanted to speak and stopped, and finally listened to Xiao Changhe's words, squatted lightly on the edge of the fire pit, and crossed the half-immortal soldier on his legs.

"What ghosts can there be?" the old Taoist priest whispered.

He suddenly stretched out his hand.

That hand was three inches away from where Xiao Changhe sprinkled the powder.

Just three inches.

"There's nothing strange about it!" the old Taoist priest frowned slightly.

It's just that-

The next moment, the old Taoist's pupils contracted suddenly, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart, a fucking state of mind that seemed to be dancing on the edge of death, making him almost spit out a mouthful of dirty words.

The old Taoist's three-inch palm, which had left the white powder, dispersed in an instant, turning into white bones.

Mori Sen white bones.

Those five fingers, without any flesh and blood, were completely like skeletons that had been dead for many years.

The old Taoist priest was shocked.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but suddenly he felt as if there was a big mountain pressing on his hand, and in the dark night, there seemed to be countless ghosts holding his hand tightly, trying to pull him into the abyss.

For the first time in his life, the old Taoist priest had a feeling of fear.

He seemed to see that in the dark night, there were countless unjust souls that wanted to devour his entire body.

He withdrew his hand, but the inexplicable force suddenly pulled him into the darkness.

Yes!

He screamed, and half of his arm had been turned into bones.

This is definitely not the power that a ghost thing should have.

The old Taoist priest suddenly felt like a mirror.

With his other hand as a knife, he was so decisive that he cut off his arm and staggered to the ground.

In the darkness, Xiao Changhe suddenly turned his head and said softly: "The immortals on the Immortal Mountain are dead, and the immortal town will not be broken for a day, and it will still be the feared immortal town." ”。

In the sedan chair, the woman walked out of the sedan chair, but saw that she was dressed in red, but she was a white skeleton, with a graceful posture and a skull.

"Your uncle is still your uncle after all!" she said, the skull's big mouth opened and closed, but the voice was still as pleasant as a yellow warbler.