(There are rumors that ghosts represent superstition, so ...... ）

Yan Huandan arrived, and immediately sacrificed the flying sword and attacked with all his might. He joined forces with Chen Tang and constantly bombarded Song Siming's true body.

Song Siming roared, very angry, full of yin qi, as if the substance, in an instant, one by one delusional whirlpools were generated, and he wanted to take Chen Tang and the two into it.

Countless Yin soldiers and generals around, and under the wielding of Song Si's order, they came like a tide, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and arrows, aiming at the vacancy, and greeted Chen Tang and Yan Huandan, causing a lot of threat.

In addition, the Yin Yang Netherworld Tree swaggered again, and the heads on it opened their mouths to read. Strange talk, rolling noise. It sounds serious, but on the spiritual level, it is a little more vicious than the attacks of those Yin soldiers and generals, and it is impossible to prevent it.

If the behemoth Song Siming is a big bear, Chen Tang and Yan Huandan are like two flexible bees, too far apart in size, they dare not meet head-on, they can only adapt and find each other's flaws.

Yin Si ghost things, not living people, even if they are as strong as the order, in essence, they can't get rid of the rules and restrictions, and their most feared is thunder, fire, sunshine and the like, so they don't dare to appear rashly in the world, even if they travel, they all choose to be at night.

And right now, the fierce battle is taking place in Yin Si, which is Song Siming's home field, and it is difficult to rely on external help. Yan Huandan's learning is quite miscellaneous, there are five thunder palm techniques, there are roars like Buddha, but in the final analysis, it is not authentic, and his lifelong attainments are still on a flying sword.

The flying sword was thin against Song Siming.

As for Chen Tang, not to mention, restraining evil spirits is mainly the sword box he carries. In the current situation, I wanted to use the sword box to collect Song Siming, but I was afraid that I would not be able to do it, and if I didn't pay attention to it, I couldn't succeed in collecting it, but I was robbed by the other party.

The situation is such that it is destined to be unable to fight a protracted war. Once it is dragged, it is equivalent to falling into the quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper, and there is no way to get out. If neither of them can get out, plus the situation in the state capital outside, then it will really be irreversible and irretrievable.

From the very beginning, whether it was Chen Tang or Yan Huandan, they all made up their minds to make a quick decision, but many times, it was not possible to say anything in a few words.

Call!

Yan Huandan flew away, dodged a surging yin qi, and shouted in his mouth: "Chen family boy, this can't be done. ”

They are now at a disadvantage and exhausted.

Chen Tang looked a little embarrassed, and his hair fell down: "Uncle Yan, what are your plans?"

Yan Huandan's eyes flashed: "Our bombardment like this is like scratching an itch through our boots, and we can't penetrate it at all." For the sake of today, I had to go one way and go directly inside. ”

Chen Tang was taken aback: "Although the inside of this fang is huge, I don't know what the situation is......

Yan Huandan interrupted him and said, "Even if it's the Longtan Tiger's Den, you have to break through." ”

Chen Tang gritted his teeth: "Okay, then let's go in." ”

Yan Huandan flashed an attack: "I'll go in, you stay outside to cover." ”

After a pause: "I have Dao armor to protect me, and I can enter and exit freely, so you can rest assured." ”

Chen Tang knew that he had made up his mind, and he was not verbose: "Okay, then you be careful." ”

As he spoke, the real air in his body swirled, and people rose to the sky. Snort, the sword box on his back shone brightly, and another sword shot out, slashing at Song Simingzhen's head - he was covering for Yan Huandan, fighting for an opportunity.

Song Siming's real body is huge, which is devoured and accumulated over many years. To some extent, it is a deformed existence, and it is also one of the prices that need to be paid in order to obtain great power. It is precisely because of this that this real body will not easily appear, but will sleep in a special tomb for a long time.

Tonight, Song Si ordered to take advantage of the opportunity of the Midyear Festival to launch a blood sacrifice and descend on the world to turn Panzhou Mansion into a ghost. And in order to win Yan Huandan and Chen Tang, this showed his true body.

The body is huge, and it may be inconvenient to move, but every gesture is wrapped in amazing strength, and when you reach the world, you can sweep a street with a wave of your hand. In the face of Chen Tang and the two, they couldn't bargain at the beginning, but after a few face-to-face meetings, they now have the upper hand. If this momentum continues, it won't take half an hour to win the two of them.

Whether it is Chen Tang's sword box or Yan Huandan's Dao armor, they are all treasures coveted by Song Siming, and once they get their hands, they will be like a tiger with wings. As for those two people, they were also included in their bodies, refining and absorbing from head to toe, just like those yin spirits.

Thinking of that, Song Siming was not in a hurry, but agitated the yin qi, playing a game of cat and mouse, and slowly persecuted Chen Tang and the two, consuming them little by little.

For Chen Tang's sword, Song Siming was a little jealous, but that's all. In contrast, he was more guarded against Yan Huandan's flying sword.

At this moment, Yan Huandan's figure swept up quickly, merged with the flying sword, and rushed towards the door of the face.

In an instant, Song Siming understood his intentions, opened his mouth, and a stream of yin qi churned, like a black waterfall.

The waterfall was terrifying, with a disgusting stench. In the meantime, the images are layered, and countless ghosts are showing their teeth and claws.

As soon as he rushed, Yan Huandan was pressed down, and no one could be found.

Chen Tang was always paying attention to it, and his heart sank when he saw this. Due to the pervasive yin qi, his vision was blocked, and he couldn't tell whether Yan Huandan was hit by the other party, but it seemed that the action to break into the interior was not smooth.

It stands to reason that with such a large body size, there must be flaws and loopholes, but the body is up and down, gloomy, and tightly covered, where to find the way? The time was in a hurry, and it was impossible to discuss.

Chen Tang vaguely saw that Yan Huandan was impacted by that yin qi and disappeared, so he was inevitably worried and distracted.

Airplanes!

In the Mud Pill Palace, he was rushed in by a wisp of ghost talk, like a drop of ink dyed on white paper, which was shocking.

The Mud Pill Palace represents a person's divine will, and once it is defiled, it will cause confusion and loss of sanity.

After a while, Chen Tang felt in a trance.

Swish!

In time, a breath came up, dispelling the strange murmur, and the mind was cleared.

But Chen Tang knew very well in his heart that this was only temporary. As long as an opening is made, the situation behind will be out of control and will become more and more difficult to deal with. However, in the current situation, he had little choice but to fight and retreat.

However, in all directions, there are Yin soldiers and Yin generals everywhere, and the whole space seems to be imprisoned and will not change, behind is the huge Song Siming True Body, and in front of it is a Yin and Yang Netherworld Tree, reading loudly, constantly drilling into the ears.

Chen Tang struggled to support, and was thinking about whether to use his sword to open the way and leave here, when Song Siming, who was chasing and killing behind, suddenly roared, and suddenly stopped moving.

"Is this a success?"

Chen Tang's face was pleasantly surprised, and he looked intently, but he didn't find Yan Huandan's figure, but he saw that Song Siming's huge body was constantly trembling, and the yin qi was rolling, which was clearly a sign of instability. He knew that the wisp of breath that was planted on the other party at the beginning began to attack in full force.

Disheveled!

There was a loud bang, and then a flash of light, Yan Huandan flew out wrapped in a flying sword. He had dangled a shot before, pretending to rush through the orifices of Song Si's life, but he took advantage of the situation and swept down along the wound caused by the broken jade sword.

Chen Tang didn't know what Yan Huandan encountered and what he did after he entered, but if he was able to kill it smoothly, it meant that things were going smoothly.

The whole situation was reversed.