After reciting the incantation, Yan Xu's face was shrouded in a faint layer of gray gas, full of ominous feelings, seeing Wu Thunderbolt's eyelids jump, he still knew in his heart this person's ability, how terrible the curse technique that could make him pay such a big price was, so Wu Thunderbolt quietly moved two steps back.

Yan Xu is also difficult to ride a tiger at the moment, and the curse technique he is using now is the last technique recorded in the secret solution of the Seven Techniques of the Yin Fu, the Nailhead Arrow Book.

Yan Xu, who had never used this technique, only knew a little about it, and Xuanyun Lao Dao was also negligent because no one had practiced this technique in Ziyun Temple for thousands of years, and he didn't expect Yan Xu's strength to improve so quickly, so Yan Xu took the liberty of using this technique.

Just as Yan Xu took out a toy-like small bow and was about to shoot an arrow, a sigh came from the hole of his soul, Yan Xu involuntarily raised his head and exhaled, and an invisible sword qi was separated by a sword that killed the bitter monk who had no power to resist.

Not to mention Yan Xu, who was dumbfounded, even Wu Thunderbolt on the side almost flashed his waist.

"Are all the cursed techniques so direct and violent now?" Wu Li, who has a little bit of scumbag attributes, said to himself as if I don't read much, don't lie to me.

Yan Xu touched his mouth, he didn't know what was wrong with him, he was obviously using the secret technique of nail-headed book arrows, how could he spit out a sword qi?

After feeling the unmistakable sword pill, Yan Xu always felt that something was wrong with him, and when it came to a critical moment, he was easy to lose control, and often had abilities that he didn't even know about, could it be that he was really a thousand-year-old demon in his previous life?

Yan Xu, who couldn't figure out anything, walked towards Ge Lao and the others who were sitting on the ground after losing pressure with full doubts, and Wu Thunderbolt followed cautiously with a face full of care, now he didn't think about defeating Yan Xu and turning over, he dared to love the other party was playing with himself before, come really, the other party has to kneel when he opens his mouth, so let's keep a low profile.

Although I don't know how Yan Xu and Wu Thunderbolt solved the problem of King Matou Ming and the bitter monk, but the two didn't say it, and Ge Lao didn't ask, it was a matter of personal privacy, especially for monks, a secret technique is related to the life of a family, and it is easy to never leak it, so it is taboo to ask again.

There was no rush to the road, although Ge Lao and the others had not fought before, but in order to break free from the bitter monk's temptation, the spirit of the people was also consumed, in case they were unlucky to meet the powerful lord along the way, they would really kneel, so they simply stayed for another day to recuperate.

Because the loss is not small, everyone took out a lot of pills to take, these are all Qi tonifying pills refined with various big supplements, if you usually eat it, I am afraid that you will have nosebleeds, and at this moment the spirit is empty, it is suitable to take it.

After a day of rest, everyone finally recuperated and found a new eight-story passenger ship.

boarded the passenger ship, because no one can manipulate the sails, so simply did not raise the sails, after the bow of the ship was aimed at the opposite shore, let the thunder eagle stand at the stern of the ship and shake his wings, agitating the wind to push the passenger ship, the speed is fast and convenient, but it is not easy to grasp the direction, and a few monks who know how to resist the wind are needed to stand on both sides of the ship to adjust the angle and not go crooked.

To the other side, this is not a small town, but a simple wharf with a carriage and horse shop, because there are few people, so naturally there is no temple incense, only the carriage and horse shop for a horse head Ming Wang statue, but this statue is only a foot high, even if you stand up there is no one who will be afraid.

"Please take a look at the Samadhi Fellow Spell. Not far from the county seat, Ge Lao and the others did not approach rashly, but asked the Samadhi boy to cast a spell to see the situation.

The Samadhi boy cast his heavenly eyes again, but still did not see anything more.

"The death gas of the county town is very strong, and the position in the center is more like the mouth of a giant beast, constantly swallowing the death air, and I can only faintly see that the surrounding city walls are patrolled and guarded by Yin soldiers and ghosts. ”

"That's not enough, lay down the altar, I'll wait for the altar to open the altar to help you bear the backlash, you must see what is happening in the center of the county. "After experiencing the king of Matou Ming and the bitter monk, Ge Lao did not dare to be careless, in case he encountered a strong enemy again, let alone solve the problem of the county, even they were afraid that there would be no return, after all, just by coming here, they would die seven or eight people.

The samadhi boy was a little hesitant, but the matter had come to this point, and he couldn't hide, so he gritted his teeth and confessed.

Eight people were selected to lay down the altar, and then took out eight red ropes tied with a string of copper coins, one end tied to the waist of the Samadhi boy, and the other end was held in the hands of the eight people, looking a little nervous, especially the Samadhi boy, for fear that these people would suddenly let go, and then he would be unlucky alone, and even his life would be gone.

Fortunately, everyone's discipline is still there, and they are terrified to watch a trace of dead air rushing towards the Samadhi boy from all directions, and then watch the copper coins being blown up by the dead air, and want to let go, but look at the pitiful face of the Samadhi boy, even if they know that this product has passed the year of establishment, everyone still did not let go in the end, and helped him bear a lot of dead air.

It is very troublesome to be contaminated with dead air, it takes a lot of mana to wash it, and the loss of spirit is not small, if it is not cleaned, there will be endless troubles when the time comes, which is why the samadhi boy even if he pretends to be pitiful and sells festivals, he has to let everyone help him share the reason, otherwise he will live for decades even if he does not die on the spot.

Because the monks had arranged the altar to help him bear the backlash, the Samadhi boy saw more things this time.

The Samadhi boy saw that the people of the entire county had been turned into walking corpses, and under the command of the oni, they were both laborers and materials to build a tower of white bones.

The strange thing is that the tower was not built from the bottom up, but dug from the top down, and the whole tower was built upside down.

"Is this to build a ghost gate or to bypass the seal of the ghost gate?" said a monk who touched the beard on his chin, confused.

"It's the White Bone Secret Tower, they are building a passage to the underworld, although it is not an official ghost gate, but it is so close to the place where the ghost gate is sealed, once this passage is completed, I am afraid that the seal of the ghost gate will become an ornament. "Ge Lao pulled a group of old monks to look at the ancient books where, the books in the royal library are piled up, no one knows what is inside, this time the emperor personally ordered a group of literate eunuchs to turn out some of them overnight, because the time is too tight, Ge Lao has not finished reading, and he can only temporarily turn the book when he encounters something, but fortunately, these ancient books are really powerful, and he really let him turn out something.