In Zhuo County, the custom of worshipping ancestors in the county is quietly changing.

Fan Zhongyan and his entourage, who had taken in the ancestral spirit in the county, also arrived at the last place.

There are more than 300 villages and more than a dozen families in Zhuo County, and wherever there is an ancestral hall, except for the Liujia Village in front of you, all of them have been cleared.

Late that night, several night wandering gods led Fan Zhongyan to the outside of Liujia Village. One night, the wandering god pointed to the barren Liujia Village and grudged: "Lord Tongju, the front is the Liujia Deserted Village, and we suffered a loss here last time." ”

Fan Zhongyan carefully looked into the village, which also covers a large area of hundreds of households, but every family is poor and dilapidated, and some houses have rotten. Fan Zhongyan slowly frowned, and said heavily: "Black clouds are shrouded, and this village is also very resentful." ”

The night wandering god on the side explained: "Lord Tongju, this surname Liu is the surname of the world, and there are people with the surname Liu everywhere, and the village before here was not small before. ”

"Getting to the point. Faced with the situation in this village, Fan Zhongyan felt a little impatient.

Night Wandering God was frightened by Fan Zhongyan, and quickly put away his hatred and said, "Yes, my lord." The end of this Liu family village has been going on since many years ago, and the village chief of this village was not a good person back then, and later I heard that for some disputes, an old wizard was hired in Shanggu County in the north, specializing in bad people's lives. It is also the village chief who deserves it, many years ago, the old wizard fell in love with the village chief's wife, harmed the village chief, and seized the village chief's family property, wife and daughter. ”

This night wandering god said: "Later, I heard that this old wizard was stabbed to death with scissors by the village chief's daughter at night, and after his death, he was entangled in this Liujia Village, and his resentment never disappeared. Every year, the villagers of Liujia Village need to burn incense to calm the resentment of the old wizard's ghost, the day before yesterday our people were paraded in this Liujia Village, not wanting to suddenly bump into the soul of this evil witch, and suffered a big loss and killed a few Taoist friends. ”

"What realm is this evil witch?" asked Fan Zhongyan.

"I am afraid that I must have the mana at the peak of the Daoist realm, as well as the magic weapon. "There's another night wanderer interjecting on the side.

Fan Zhongyan touched the treasure flag in his hand, as long as he received this demon again, there would be no ancestral spirit in Zhuo County, although this evil ancestral spirit was afraid that something would be created and born with spiritual wisdom, but now his divine power is also at the peak of the real human realm, and with the help of many night wandering gods, he will definitely be able to subdue this demon.

"Let's go, let's go into the village!" Fan Zhongyan decided to make a move, and flew to the village with a few night wandering gods.

Everyone came to a well-repaired but empty courtyard, which was in the middle of the village, and although the garden seemed to be often cleaned, it was still gloomy and empty, and I was afraid that no one would live in it for a long time.

This garden is the home of the village in the early years of Liujia Village, and now it has been occupied by evil ghosts and evil witches.

Fan Zhongyan flew to the head of the clouds, and carefully spied and found that there was still a deep resentment in the garden, there were people who died here, and there must have been tragic things in the early years. Fan Zhongyan didn't want to wait any longer, and immediately rushed to the garden and drank, "Demon, you haven't come out to be punished yet!"

"Huh~"'A ghost screamed, and the evil ghosts in the garden flew out, like a cloud of black smoke, and asked hostilely: "Where did the little ghost come from, dare to come here to provoke the old home!" "Is it you ...... to kill!"

Fan Zhongyan saw this murderous creature fly out by itself, and immediately stretched out his hand to show his divine light to capture this ghost. And said uprightly: "Demon, you are really sinful, and the karma and resentment on your body have been black like yin, we are from the underworld temple and the Netherworld Emperor sit down, you still don't bow to the law, let me go down!"

There was an ugly old ghost in the black smoke that was illuminated by the divine light, but the old ghost also had some mana, and could still fly around under the divine light. And the old ghost stared at Fan Zhongyan with resentment, and showed a vicious blood-stained scissors from his hand, throwing it into the sky and stabbing at Fan Zhongyan and the others.

The old ghost shouted resentfully: "Yin Evil Grievance Knife, cut it for me!" Although the pitch-black and evil blood-stained scissors were only the size of a palm, they could burst out with a three-foot evil qi, like a sword qi, and the two blades intersected and cut towards the waist of Fan Zhongyan who was in the clouds.

The evil aura was soaring, the scissors were very extraordinary, and after flying out, they directly dispersed the divine light emitted by Fan Zhongyan.

"What kind of evil treasure is this?" "Protect your ......." "The night wandering gods on the clouds shouted and screamed in horror, and there was chaos. And they all emitted divine power, like a vortex to suppress the blood-stained scissors that flew in.

Fan Zhongyan was also caught off guard for a while, and pushed away the night wandering god beside him in embarrassment and flew back.

"Wow~", but saw two or three night wandering gods cut in half by scissors, and the hem of Fan Zhongyan's clothes was cut by the murderous aura on the scissors.

Fan Zhongyan quickly retreated, opening his mouth and spitting out a trace of blood. The blood spit out by the Yin God quickly dissipated into gas, and Fan Zhongyan did not have a trace of blood spit out on his face, only a pale face remained, and his brows of pain were wrinkled together......

Fan Zhongyan said angrily: "Demon, you are arrogant!

"Yin and resentful knife, cut, cut ....... for me" The evil ghost also went crazy, manipulating the scissors to resist the scissors released by Fan Zhongyan with all his might.

At this moment, Fan Zhongyan made a new move, but saw him bow to the southern mansion and said, "Respectfully ask the emperor to subdue the demon!"

With Fan Zhongyan's worship, the soul summoning banner that erupted below to collect the evil ghost began to erupt suddenly, and the divine light was shining, and an illusory right palm appeared in the divine light.

The second primordial god clone, Yan Du, was at this moment in the air through the soul summoning banner to use the magic power of demon subjugation.

"The world in the palm of your hand!" a mysterious divine voice sounded in the dark, it was Yan Du's voice. In the palm of the right hand that appears in the Soul Summoning Banner, it is infinitely magnified, and various terrifying situations in the palm are displayed. The palm of his right hand fell, and he directly took this evil ghost into his palm.

Then the palm of his hand was put into the soul summoning banner again, and the soul summoning banner that disappeared from the divine light also slowly flew up, but it did not fall into the hands of Fan Zhongyan, who was still kneeling reverently.

The spirit summoning banner in mid-air occasionally flickered from time to time, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the screams of the evil ghost in the flag, but this ghost had been captured and naturally could not escape.

Fan Zhongyan saw that the Soul Summoning Banner had not fallen, and knew that the emperor must have something to say. Fan Zhongyan then bowed first and said, "Fan Zhongyan greets the emperor." ”

But he saw that the soul summoning banner in the air was clicked a few times, and Yan Du's voice sounded again: "Fan Zhongyan, you did a good job, I will bring the soul summoning banner back first." Come back with everyone, this emperor will be rewarded!"

"Thank you, Emperor!" Fan Zhongyan hurriedly replied. And a few night wandering gods behind him came in a trance at this time, it turned out that the emperor had come, but these little gods didn't dare to make a sound, and knelt behind Fan Zhongyan respectfully.

But when he saw that the Soul Summoning Banner shook the void, it turned into a divine light and disappeared and flew to the south.

The Soul Summoning Banner flew to the capital city of Zhuojun and fell into the mansion of the demon general in the city.

In a divine domain in the backyard of the Demon General's Mansion, the second elemental god Yan Du reached out and took the 'Soul Summoning Banner'. Yan Du then picked up the Soul Summoning Banner and summoned something from it, which was the blood-stained evil scissors. Yan Du looked at it, although this thing was a little weird and evil, it was not a treasure, so he casually put it away in the ocean of faith at the bottom of the Hell in his right hand and soaked it.

Yan Du glanced at the evil ghosts and evil witches in the banner a few more times, the mana realm at the peak of the real human realm, and Yan Du also felt some of the breath of demonic exercises from the evil ghost soul, and he knew in his heart that this ghost thing also had some origins.

So Yan Du smiled slightly, and the hundred flowers in the void immediately bloomed, with a different brilliance.

Yan Du also shook out the 'Soul Summoning Banner' and put it in the eighteen layers of hell in the palm of his right hand, and let this evil ghost full of sins undergo the punishment of hell and torture his mind one by one.

Under all kinds of life and death pains, great horrors, twisted and perverted abuse, the empty world of hell is filled with the miserable howl of this evil ghost.