The cold ghostly aura was incomparably thick, shaped like smoke, dyeing the purple true fire into a patch of turquoise.

"Why did this fire turn green?" said Boss Zhuang in a trembling voice, holding the flame in his hand.

Everyone followed the prestige, and a chill poured over their heads.

Except for Ye Zhou, no one noticed that one of the huge bodies slowly stood up, with a bloody mouth, eyes as big as bull's eyes, and slender hands dragging on the ground, like a big ape, with two horns on his head.

His eyes rolled suddenly, and he suddenly locked on Zhao Xuan, and the palm of Pu Fan's big hand pounced fiercely.

Evil winds blow.

Zhao Xuan instinctively felt that something was wrong, his arm blocked, and the next moment, his body was slapped like a sandbag, and he had already landed in the artificial river with a pop.

Suddenly there was a shock, and everyone was shocked and frightened.

Ye Zhou had already expected it and had already stepped aside.

Li Wen and Lu Zhenzhen's faces became extremely solemn, although they couldn't see the appearance of this ape demon, they could feel that this surging ghost qi was far better than before.

It was as if the little ghost before was just a disguise, and it was only now that the entity really appeared.

Woowoo......

The wind is gusting.

Lu Fangqing's four feng shui masters' faces changed greatly, and they took out their respective compasses, only to see that the pointer on it kept turning and couldn't stop.

"How is this possible?" they were shocked.

"Feng Shui gossip has its own direction, how can it be so messy?"

"What's going on here, the gossip direction is completely disrupted!"

"Is there a ...... here?"

......

Call!

Once the demon moved, it was ferocious, and pounced fiercely, setting off a swishing cold wind that made them shudder.

"Is it true that there are ghosts in this world!" they all stood in place with frightened faces, still muttering to themselves, not knowing that the ghost claws were close in sight.

Bang!

The surface of the water suddenly exploded, and a golden figure was shadowed.

That Zhao Xuan's face was hideous, his fists were like hammers, and he smashed hard, and the evil ghost ate this punch, and black smoke came out of his chest, and he retreated in pain, but then pounced even more fiercely.

After the demon changed, its body was three meters tall, as burly as a giant, and turned into a black wind.

Zhao Xuan's whole body was cold, wrapped in the black wind, and he felt that his blood was frozen into ice.

"Damn!" he roared, taking out two pieces of rune paper and slapping them on his arms, bursting with red light, and his arms seemed to be on fire.

He clenched his fists with both hands, twisted his body, drove his whole body, and blasted out with a cannon punch.

Snort –

The demon suffered from the punch, and a large hole was punched in his chest, and he roared in pain.

Zhao Xuan was unforgiving, like a mad demon pounced, and for a while, he descended like a heaven and a man, and he actually pressed this evil ghost and beat him indiscriminately.

Ye Zhou was secretly surprised.

How many sigils does this man have?

In order to save the time of casting spells and the true element, cultivators will seal the spell with cinnabar yellow paper, but this method consumes a lot of heaven and earth aura, and few people can afford it now.

A piece of rune paper with mana costs at least 100,000 yuan in cash on the auction house!

Looking at this Zhao Xuan's wealth and magnificence, he threw the talisman paper as a tissue, how strong is the foundation of this Yuan Shi line? It is simply unimaginable in this era of the end of the law!

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Ye Zhou turned his gaze and looked at the evil ghost that looked like a two-horned ape!

This evil ghost has such a special appearance, proficient in change, the ghost body is condensed, it doesn't look like it is naturally formed, it looks like some kind of ghost refined through a special method, absorbing people's yang energy and devouring the soul.

Isn't all this accidental, but man-made?

Who will be behind this?

......

Ye Zhou felt more and more that this seemingly ordinary mountain villa was shrouded in a thick fog.

At this time, Zhao Xuan was still fighting with the evil ghosts in the field, and he looked majestic.

But after only three minutes, his body shook, his spirit wilted like a deflated balloon, his face was as pale as paper, and he shouted at Ye Zhou, Li Wen, and Lu Huanzhen in anger: "My true yuan is running out, why don't you come to help?"

"......" Ye Zhou's always calm temperament, and he also wanted to scold people at this time.

You're the one who is causing the trouble, and you're the one who calls for help!

It looks like he has a bamboo in his chest, and he has been doing it for a long time, and he is a real man in three seconds!

"Let's go together!" Li Wen and Lu really sighed helplessly, they were miserable by this Zhao Xuankeng.

They are scattered cultivators with no sect and no sect, practicing alone at home, and how precious the true essence is, every bit of it is carefully refined.

But it's a pity that this Zhao Xuan's background is really big enough, he can be called the prince of the cultivation realm, and he was pitted by this kind of person, and they have no place to say that they have suffering.

The two didn't dare to squander Zhenyuan like Zhao Xuan, Li Wen took out a peachwood sword, and Lu Huanzhen held a demon-slaying pestle and joined the battle group one after another.

The two cooperated tacitly, covering Zhao Xuan on the left and right, blocking the attack of the evil ghosts.

"Is this how cultivators fight now?" Ye Zhou was the first time he saw what other cultivators looked like.

His eyes could clearly see a faint clear light on the weapons held by the two of them, and there was still spiritual power, all of which were magic weapons to subdue demons and suppress demons, as long as a little true yuan could be urged, and it was also quite powerful for a while.

But the more he fought, the more Ye Zhou found that the spiritual power on the magic weapon was gradually collapsing, and I was afraid that it would not be long before it would become a waste product completely.

Without the replenishment of heaven and earth aura, all exercises, spells, and magic weapons ...... It's all rootless.

At this time, the three people in the field fought a ghost, their swords fell, and the spell was in the air.

A strange wind swirled around them, making a series of ghostly wails.

At this time, the boss of Zhuang and the four bodyguards beside him were already stunned and trembling.

The four feng shui were also shrunk aside.

Although they know a little bit of feng shui mysteries, they are still mortals in nature, how have they ever seen such a terrifying and weird scene?

"What is this going on? Is it a ghost movie?"

......

Ye Zhou ignored these people, his eyes were firmly fixed on the movement on the field.

This evil spirit has been provoked, and the matter has come to this, and he must cut through the mess quickly, or he will suffer endlessly.

He has no other magic weapons on his body except for the orb, and the only thing he can rely on is the nine-character true formula.

That Zhao Xuan has a strong background, and the luxury things such as rune paper are thrown away as if they don't want money.

Li Wen and Lu Huanzhen cooperated tacitly, assisted on the side, and blocked the attack of the evil ghost with the power of the magic weapon.

Ye Zhou stood aside and secretly waited for the opportunity, seeing that this evil ghost was unabated, his heart moved, "The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is exhausted, and it is difficult for true cultivators to refine the true element, and it stands to reason that gods, demons, demons, and ghosts will also be affected." Why is this evil ghost so strong, is there anything to rely on?......

Thinking of the female ghost he saw before, if he could successfully end this trip, the harvest might be far beyond imagination.

"Push it into a corner!" Ye Zhou no longer hesitated and shouted.

That Li Wen and Lu Huanzhen had already felt extremely difficult, and when they heard his shout, their spirits were shocked, and where Zhenyuan went, the peach wood sword and the demon subduing pestle all emitted a faint light, and the evil ghosts retreated again and again.

Zhao Xuan's face was full of unwillingness, but he knew that he had reached the limit, so he threw out a spell and turned into purple fire to force the evil ghost into a corner.

"Good chance!"

The opportunity must not be lost, Ye Zhou will not move, and he will go all out as soon as he moves.

His face was dignified and solemn, his hands were tied inward, his two index fingers were vertically closed, and he pressed the nail of his ring finger with his two thumbs, and his two index fingers were raised high, like a long sword that stood up to the sky.

"Pro!"

Ye Zhou's eyes opened angrily, and he shouted, a vast masculine thought came out of the air, and his finger was like a sword and poked it fiercely.

The true element in the body was triggered to the extreme, and the air was twisted and thought, leaving a trace visible to the naked eye.

It was as if an invisible divine sword stabbed at the demon's head, stirring constantly.

As if the demon had been severely wounded, its body shattered, and it let out a terrible scream, and suddenly exploded into a black wind, and fled into the distance.

"Chase!" finally seriously injured it, how could Ye Zhou and the others let it go, and chased after it.

I went all the way upstream along the artificial river, but when I reached the end, I found that the evil ghost had disappeared out of thin air, and I couldn't find it.

The air was filled with a cold breath, a cold that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"That evil ghost didn't go far! The yin qi here is too heavy, it must be where its lair is!" Zhao Xuan said viciously, hating that evil ghost to the core.

"Huh, why doesn't there be a bridge in this artificial river?" Ye Zhou's eyes swept around, secretly strange.

If you don't build a bridge, how can people cross it?

Suddenly, he saw two stone statues, one with a bull's head and a horse's head, with faces facing each other, standing on both sides of the river, which seemed very abrupt.

Ye Zhou's eyes opened slightly, the ghostly light floated, and he observed with his spiritual eyes, and found that the air engine in the air was cold and cold, and it was cut in half by this artificial river.

Based on his feng shui attainments, this is not an accident, but like a man-made feng shui layout, and it is not an ordinary layout, like suppressing something.

So what is being suppressed?

What repression was used?

......

Ye Zhou came to the bull's head stone statue and groped around, and found that its face was carved lifelike, and the corners of its mouth were cracked to reveal a humanized smile, which looked weird and cold, and made people feel creepy.

There is a conspicuous crack on the top of the bull's head, and yin qi is constantly leaking out.

"This bull head is weird!" Ye Zhou's heart sank, and he looked at it repeatedly.

I saw that the stone statue only had a bull's head exposed on the ground, and it seemed that there was still a complete body buried in the ground.

Ye Zhou stood in front of the stone statue and did not move for a long time, which immediately attracted the attention of others

"Master Ye Zhou, what have you found again?" Boss Zhuang asked with a frightened voice.

"What do you see?" asked Li and Lu Zhenzhen.

"Dig up this stone statue!" Ye Zhou said in a deep voice, without saying more.

Although the boss of the village didn't understand, he still started to let the bodyguards start digging.

After all, Ye Zhou has already proved the accuracy of his eyesight with practical actions.

Four bodyguards held shovels and dug hard.

Soon the statue was lifted out of the pit, and everyone came over to look at it and gasped.

The statue was not a cow at all, but a life-size man, with six arms as thick as a pillar, holding a steel fork and a hammer...... and many other weapons, like monsters that came out of mythological stories.