The yin wind rose, the yin qi surged, rolling towards the City God Temple. looked at it, but saw that in the darkness, the black shadow was full of shadows, and the shape was very hideous.

Those are all ghosts in the city, bewitched and controlled by certain forces, rushing towards the City God Temple, menacing.

The battle has already been arranged here, and at this time, Master Yuan and Zhan Yangchun are the main ones.

Master Liyuan made a small altar, prepared things, and began to practice, reciting the "Sutra of Past Lives" in his mouth, and surpassing the soul.

At this time, the old monk showed his skills, chanted scriptures in his mouth, and knocked a bite of rosewood fish on his hand. In the sound of the scriptures, clusters of ghosts were ignited and appeared. Most of them are old and weak, women and children, etc., lined up in the void, kneeling to the old monk to express their gratitude. Then he turned around, slowly walked into the distance, and disappeared.

Zhan Yangchun is also not slacking off, pinching the magic with one hand, shaking the bell with the other, stepping on the seven star steps, and reciting the ancient Taoist scriptures.

In fact, there are two Taoist interpretations, and the transcendent soul is a must-learn kung fu for beginners. The difference is that there are too many souls to face tonight, and many of them have become murderous spirits, and they have been instigated, and it is not easy to appease the excess.

In this comparison, Zhan Yangchun was a step behind. After all, his cultivation time is not long, and his cultivation is naturally inferior. Forced by that fierce spirit, he was already sweating profusely, and he was stumbling left and right.

Around the City God Temple, flags were planted in each side, hunting in the wind, and red lanterns were hung. Dozens of well-trained Nine Door men, armed with torches, stood on guard in different directions. They are accustomed to dealing with evil spirits, and they have the ability and courage to do so. If you change someone else, even if it is an elite soldier, you will feel frightened and quite flustered when you see the terrible situation around you, as well as the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

Yan Huandan was carrying a bow and arrows, riding on a horse, with a pair of leopard eyes, and was closely watching the development of the situation. Especially in the City God Temple, he felt that a terrifying aura was brewing inside, as if it was about to burst out of the air.

"Uncle Yan, do you feel it?"

Chen Tang rode a rouge horse and came over and asked, "Is it that Song Siming?"

Yan Huandan scolded with a smile: "I'm not a dog, I smell it, and I know the identity of the other party." Besides, most of the yin is rotten and sour, and the taste is not much worse. Besides, it doesn't matter if it's Song Si Ming or another Si Ming, as long as you want to break into the world, you have to ask us if you agree. ”

"That's exactly what he said. ”

Chen Tang held the broken jade sword, this sword has been with him for a long time, although it is a rare sword, but there are many stabs, and the sword body has been worn in many places, and there are even some slight gaps.

Yan Huandan glanced at it and said, "Your sword is good, but if you want to deal with the Yin and Evil of the Si Ming level, it is useless, and you can't hurt it." No matter how subtle your swordsmanship is, it's all in vain. ”

Chen Tang said: "I know, but I am not a cultivator, and I don't know how to spell or anything like that. ”

Yan Huandan said: "The aura of your cultivation is sometimes more effective than spells, but the blessing is superficial, and it is difficult to exert its power. But with that sword box, it's more than enough for self-preservation. ”

Chen Tang understood that he cared about his own safety.

Tonight's incident is a ghost door open, and almost no one has experienced it. In the face of Song Siming, as well as the tens of thousands of Yin soldiers under his command, fighting is really the line of life and death. Yan Huandan said heroically, but he also understood the danger in his heart. Of the people present, I don't know how many people will survive in the end.

It's just the beginning now, and in the face of a large number of lonely souls and wild ghosts, the scene is quite defensible.

However, soon, Song Siming may not be able to help but come out.

According to the plan discussed by Chen Tang and Yan Huandan, the first step was to find out Chen Hongru and prevent the blood sacrifice from happening. Without the blood sacrifice, the ghost gate cannot be loosened and difficult to open. As a result, Chen Hongru found it, but there was still turmoil on the Tan family's side, and the soldiers and armor killed each other, and the blood flowed. Fortunately, Chen Tang went in time and finally saved the situation.

In this way, the blood sacrifice was not complete, which delayed the opening of the ghost gate, and Song Siming wanted to open the ghost gate, but it became not so smooth. For example, you have to go to the Jinchan Temple, the Gu family, the Yan family, etc.

According to Yan Huandan, as long as the ghost gate is not completely opened, Song Siming's true body will not be able to step in. However, the Yin soldiers under his command can rush out through the crack in the door to take the lead.

There is no need to directly face Song Siming's true body, the pressure is greatly reduced, as long as he resists the offensive of many Yin soldiers and drags the time until dawn, this night, even if he survives.

Panzhou Mansion can also turn the crisis into safety.

In this regard, Chen Tang deeply agreed. How terrifying is Song Siming? I'm afraid Yan Huandan doesn't know much about it. When he was trapped on the Yin-Yang Tree, Song Siming spent most of his time asleep, and what he was moving outside was just a Yin Soul clone, and even a wisp of thought.

When Chen Tang broke into Yin Si, Song Siming's true body was alarmed and he had to crawl out of the huge tomb.

At that time, before the real body came out, the breath emitted by Peng made Yan Huandan's face change greatly.

Yes, if it is really necessary to face Song Siming head-on, Yan Huandan is not sure, Chen Tang is even more unsure, and other people, needless to say.

Anyway, in a word, if Song Si ordered to enter Panzhou Mansion, it would be an irreparable catastrophe and a catastrophe for this city.

All things considered, blocking Song Siming in the door is the best situation.

Yan Huandan's eyes swept and said, "That little Taoist priest can't stand it." ”

Chen Tang said: "I'll help him." ”

As he spoke, he rode over and came to Zhan Yangchun's side.

Bang bang!

The approaching ghost was stunned and retreated like a tidal wave, keeping a certain distance, and roaring incessantly.

Zhan Yangchun wiped his sweat, panted, and said, "There are too many dead souls, and they can't be overdone." ”

Chen Tang pointed to the edge and said, "But the master of the family can do it." ”

Zhan Yangchun puffed out his eyes: "How can you compare ...... like this?"

I thought that the uncles were not there, and in this scene, Fushanguan still lost to Jinchan Temple. As for the seniority, it's all at this time, who cares about those?

Chen Tang said with a smile: "I just said casually, you all have your own strengths, and you all have your strength." ”

Zhan Yangchun didn't bother to care, and asked breathlessly: "It's not a way to go on like this." I look at the monk, and the mana is not endless. From the point of view of the poor road, it is obvious that the other party is driving these ghosts to come and consume our strength. ”

Chen Tang asked, "Then what good way do you have?"

Zhan Yangchun opened his mouth and was speechless, and finally fell into despair. The situation is like this, and they are trapped in it, and they can't be calm.

Chen Tang stared at the City God Temple: "Time passes, and that guy will jump out impatiently...... Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive. ”

Zhan Yangchun was stunned and asked, "Who is Cao Cao?"

Chen Tang's expression was solemn: "It's all this time, who do you care about Cao Cao?"

The next moment, Zhan Yangchun Huo Ran had a creepy feeling, and a pair of eyes stared at the main gate of the City God Temple.

A terrifying breath burst out!

Almost at the same time, there was a sound of Langlang reading: "Death can be powerful, and its anger is ......"