"What do you want to do?" Seeing the old woman's movements, Li Changsheng's eyelids jumped, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"What to do, I want you to die!" the old woman's face was wrinkled like sun-dried fish skin, and at this moment she looked particularly hideous, her red lips were like bloodthirsty demons, and she laughed fiercely, and a strange spell came out of her mouth.

The hoarse singing voice lingered for a long time, reflecting the strange behavior of unknown meaning, which was particularly eerie.

Li Changsheng subconsciously grabbed the copper coin sword and attacked the old woman, he had a feeling that he couldn't let the old woman complete this strange spell, otherwise, he would only be the one who suffered.

It's a pity that Li Changsheng's movements are not slow, but the old woman is clearly superior, just when he stabbed at the old woman with a sword, he snorted, and from the old woman's chest, a column of blood spurted out, as if a water pipe was ruptured, instantly shocking him back a few steps.

Whew!!

The wind gusted in his ears, and the blood that spurted out suddenly turned into a rich yin qi in mid-air, like a dark cloud covering the top, covering a radius of more than ten zhang space, and in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers, there seemed to be countless shadows surging, and there was even a sound similar to water bubbles.

"This, this is, the Yellow Springs Netherworld, you, you're crazy, you're going to be gone?!"

Looking at this scene, a trace of horror flashed in Li Changsheng's eyes, his lips turned slightly white, and he said in disbelief.

"Boy, I want to see, how do you live in the gloom of this yellow spring, my soul is gone, you can also come to the funeral with me!" the old woman said resentfully, her eyes were full of madness, and she looked up to the sky and smiled.

Suddenly, the old woman was like a duck pinched by the throat, her laughter stopped abruptly, and her whole body struggled incessantly, as if she had been dragged from the ground by her hands.

With a bang, the old woman's body seemed to sink directly into Wanzhang Haiti, and the huge pressure instantly crushed her, and the blood mist sprayed out, and the yin qi in the sky suddenly gathered, and many ghosts appeared one after another, like hungry ghosts for many years, eating all the blood mist in the sky.

Then, the entire dark underworld trembled slightly, and countless ghost shadows converged into an unusually large shadow in the darkness, roaring, like a violent wind sweeping through the valley, whistling by, a huge skeletal grimace was born from the blood mist, and rushed towards Li Changsheng.

"Crazy, really crazy, damn it!" Li Changsheng's face turned pale, and he hurriedly took out a few yellow talismans from his arms, recited the incantation silently, and hit the skeleton grimace.

I saw a few yellow runes shoot out and fall on the body of the grimace, and they were suddenly infected by the yin qi, turning into black rune paper, as if they were corrupted, and they fell from the sky lightly, and it didn't work at all.

"How can this be?" Li Changsheng was taken aback, and saw that the grimace had already rushed over, and before he had time to think about it, his body hurriedly retreated, and the copper coin sword in his hand swung forward violently.

With a stabbing sound, the electric light and flint instantly illuminated this gloomy space, in the space of more than ten zhang, there were clouds everywhere, and the black flowing water on the ground accumulated little by little, which had already exceeded Li Changsheng's ankles, and wisps of cold air climbed along his ankles towards his limbs.

A sword repelled the grimace, but Li Changsheng's face was even more difficult to look at, the Qiankun magic sword was his natal magic weapon, carrying the foundation of his cultivation, although the sword just now repelled the grimace, but the mana contained in the Qiankun magic sword also consumed a lot, once there was a loss, Li Changsheng's cultivation would also be greatly reduced, which is why, until the last resort, cultivators will not use their own fundamental magic weapons.

In particular, after a sword was slashed, a huge scar appeared on the ghost's face, but under this rich yin qi, it was completely filled in an instant, accompanied by a violent whistling sound, and it was bitten towards Li Changsheng again.

With a flick of his wrist, he put away the copper coin sword, and a peachwood sword appeared in Li Changsheng's hand, only to see him use his finger and pen to draw a spirit rune on the peachwood sword, "The divine soldier is in a hurry, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and the old king is as anxious as a law!"

With a heavy swing of the peachwood sword, it landed on Grimace's body as if it was slashed in the mist, and it passed through Grimace in an instant, without causing any damage to Grimace.

The hideous skull took the opportunity to bite down on Li Changsheng's head.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng hurriedly let go, his body hurriedly retreated, and he heard a click, and the rich yin qi fell on his body from the skull's mouth, Li Changsheng couldn't dodge in time, and the sleeve on his arm suddenly seemed to have suffered thousands of years, and instantly turned into ashes under the corrosion of yin qi, revealing that strong arm.

Looking at the peachwood sword that fell to the ground like dead wood, a trace of fear flashed in Li Changsheng's eyes, this Yin Domain, this Yin Domain can actually block the communication between himself and the ancestor.

But when he said that he was going to practice, what was indispensable was the talisman.

According to legend, the talisman is a text of communication between the Taoist sect and the gods of the heavens, the patriarchs of each faction, and the people who practice, with the help of the power of the talisman, borrow mana from the gods of the heavens and the ancestors of each faction to kill demons.

Therefore, generally speaking, the practice of opening the altar and cultivating on weekdays, cultivators will not forget to worship the gods, because the source of their power is these heavenly gods.

Once one of the gods is evil, or the connection with the gods of the heavens is cut off like this, a cultivator will not have much ability.

Of course, most of these refer to mages like Li Changsheng, and as for cultivating to a higher Heavenly Master and Jindan Zhenren, they have other magical powers.

Fu Gong, the earliest, is the manifestation of the rules of the laws of heaven and earth, it is said that the oldest text, not artificially created, but adhering to the heaven and earth and born, every word, contains unparalleled power, this power, even if it is an immortal, is difficult to control.

Later, according to these innate words, the ancient gods created talismans, these ancient talismans, do not have the power of innate words, but through these talismans, they can communicate the power of heaven and earth, for their own use, so they have become the so-called gods, demons, witches and the like.

Later, the gods and spirits of the heavens preached in all directions and passed down simplified divine texts, which are called talismans, to communicate with the gods and spirits of the heavens and practice with their strength.

Just like the power of the talisman, the cultivation of the Dao Gate is actually the same as the talisman.

At the beginning, when cultivating to the realm of mages, cultivators used talisman spells, with the help of the power of the heavenly gods and the patriarchs of various factions, to exert supernatural powers.