The moon is in the middle of the sky, and half of it has been swallowed up by darkness.

Xue Tian and Bai Mao walked unhurriedly towards the top of the mountain, but under the statue of the white jade Guanyin on the top of the mountain, there was a sudden change, and the scene changed between the stars and the stars.

Han Ruoxue was originally on a mountain rock on the half of the Guanyin statue, but it suddenly became dark in front of her.

As soon as she looked up, the night in the mountains disappeared, replaced by a deep mansion compound, with red lanterns hanging high under the eaves, white satin wrapped between the branches and rockeries, and white paper cut-out happy characters posted on the window lattices.

It looks like it's planning a happy event and a funeral, which is nondescript and weird.

"Hey ......"

The communication in the headset was all cut off, and Han Ruoxue looked at this familiar scene, and memories began to emerge.

In front of me, there seemed to be a thin red hijab fluttering, looming.

"How did that ghost king in the haunted house come here?"

Feeling the spiritual power that was silent in her body, Han Ruoxue didn't have time to think about it, her hand reached into her pocket and took out a string of glass Buddha beads.

It was the Archmage of the Six Peaks who asked her to give it to the Witch Ann, but the Witch Ann confiscated it, and she did not find a chance to return the string of Buddhist beads to the Archmage.

Now it's where it comes in handy.

As soon as the Buddha beads appeared, they were generous and bright.

The light pierced the darkness in the courtyard around her, and a large number of ghosts lurked around her at some point.

Teeth and claws, strange shapes.

The rune of the demon stick in Han Ruoxue's hand lit up and swept down in a circle, but before the stick body touched these monsters in the ghost domain, he heard an angry roar from the center of the mansion.

"Demon dare, mighty dragon!"

The roar of the Buddhist lion sent out a golden ripple-like sound wave that swept across the entire ghost domain, and the countless ghosts in front of her were swept by the diffuse sound wave, and the howl turned into foam and dissipated.

In the center of the mansion, nine heavenly dragons leaned out, mouthed the ghost domain in all directions, and forcibly carried the ghost domain and flew towards the sky.

Han Ruoxue was excited, and a voice came from the headset.

"Communication connected!"

After the mechanical sound, Ran You's hurried voice came from the headset, and the wheezing sound showed the turbulence in his heart.

"Team Han, look at the sky!"

As soon as she raised her head, under the lunar eclipse, in the deep night sky, nine hundred-zhang golden dragons opened their huge mouths in unison, like pythons swallowing eggs, holding a pitch-black ghost domain.

Where the dragon's golden mouth touched the ghost domain, the golden Buddha light spread towards the surrounding ghost domain like the venom injected into the dragon's fangs.

The Judicial Domain is eroding the Ghost Domain.

was violated, and in the ghost domain mansion, a suona suddenly sounded, and joy and sorrow sounded together.

Suddenly, on the quiet West Mountain, joy, lamentation, and Sanskrit sound were intertwined, and on the mountain a few miles away, Lin Mo propped his elbows on the armrest of the chair, supported his cheek with his right hand, and buttoned his ears with the little finger of his left hand.

"It's noisy!"

Lin Mo sighed, hearing too sensitive is sometimes not a good thing, so many sounds poured into his ears at once, it was really irritating.

But at this critical time, he had to listen.

"Why is Su Wenxiu's old ghost here, it seems that the evil eye will not be as simple as we imagined!"

Sighing, Lin Mo looked at Si Ye and asked, "Little Si Ye, you said that the old ghost and the bald donkey will win!"

Si Ye looked at the two sides of the battle in the sky in the distance, and said lightly: "Your Highness, it's just ants against rice worms......"

Forehead......

Lin Mo was shocked by the tone of his own divine servant, and looked this guy up and down.

You're just a new extraordinary, what a mouthful!

As if seeing the doubts of his Royal Highness, Si Ye explained: "Even if you don't use Lord Impermanence, I can take their lives within a hundred moves......"

Well?

Although Xiao Siye likes to make trouble, he is by no means a person who speaks wildly, Lin Mo frowned, his eyes began, and he looked at a person and a ghost in the distance.

The six peaks hid in the golden dragon, Su Wenxiu integrated into the ghost domain, and the battle between the two transcendents was a deadly move.

"The little bald donkey's Buddha heart is flawed......"

Lin Mo was a few miles away, and he was not afraid that the people on the West Mountain would sense him, and peeked unscrupulously, the lower half of the six peaks were integrated into the eyebrows of a golden dragon, and the upper body of the exposed body was draped in a golden robe, his hands were folded, his eyes were closed and he chanted, and the mantra in his mouth increased the power of the Buddha, and he invaded the ghost domain with all his might.

It was precisely because he was doing his best to deal with Old Ghost Su that the Buddha power condensed in his body was constantly transmitted to the ghost domain.

At this moment, Lin Mo was able to watch his flawless Buddha heart to the fullest, without being noticed by the Buddha power in his body.

But to Lin Mo's surprise, above the Buddha heart hidden in the Six Peaks, there was clearly a trace of deep-rooted powder miasma deeply rooted in it, lingering and unforgettable.

"Hahaha, Hongluan Xing moved, and most of his Buddha power was scattered, no wonder Xiao Si Ye said that you could kill him in a hundred moves, and I didn't know that little fairy had hooked this pure-hearted Buddha with few desires to move his heart, and he had love threads, and he had desires, and thousands of wise swords were constantly chopped, and thousands of proverbs could not be extinguished......"

Lin Mo was so happy in the chair that he couldn't straighten up.

These six peaks of Tibet, born Buddha, unsullied and pure, since childhood by the influence of Buddhism, should be dedicated to the Buddha, but did not expect to fall into love, presumably the White Horse Temple those old monks who have high hopes for him, all want to cry without tears.

"However, this monk is working so hard, I'm afraid he also has the intention of turning the ghost domain into a legal domain and reshaping the foundation......

Lin Mo laughed enough, and then looked at Su Wenxiu, who was in a stalemate with Liu Feng.

It is really strange that a centuries-old ghost has not yet taken down a monk who has broken the heart of the Buddha.

"Either Su Wenxiu's old ghost is injured, or he deliberately released the water......"

Lin Mo's pupils widened and illuminated the entire ghost domain.

Finally, in a well, I found the figure of Su Wenxiu's old ghost.

is still dressed as a groom's official with a small white face, but his face is a little pale, but compared to Liu Feng Jizo, who is fully output, he is now a little at ease, and he didn't use all his strength at first glance.

"This old thing can be leisurely in the sun, and he has lived safely until now, and he is really cunning, knowing that the White Horse Temple can't be provoked, he doesn't dare to be ruthless!"

Su Wenxiu is not the only one in the well.

A bright white skeleton was lying at the bottom of the well, with a small skeleton and a wide pelvis, and at first glance it was the bones of a petite woman, Lin Mo immediately thought of the evil ghost who was protected by Su Wenxiu and could kill people through shadows, Tu Li.

The demon slept in her bones, and next to her bones, a delicate flower was blooming.

It resembles a chrysanthemum, the petals are slender, the front section is hooked, it looks like the index finger of a beauty, the whole body is blood-red, like a burning flame, there are flowers and no leaves, and it is called Manshu Sawa.

According to legend, it grew on the bank of the Lechuan River in the underworld, on the side of the Yellow Spring Road.

The river water that is not the Santu River cannot be watered, and the non-underworld cannot survive, and it is a treasure that nourishes the soul body.

Before, when Xiao Siye was still a ghost baby, he was accidentally injured by Xue Tian and almost lost his soul, Wang Ruhai found Jun'an Temple, and the old abbot said that it was not a thousand-year-old corpse jade and Manshu Shahua could not be saved.

Lin Mo narrowed his eyes and looked closely, the soil under this Manshu Sawa was really unusual, it was black, like gravel, with a faint black smoke floating.

And the strange thing is that no matter how Lin Mo looks at it, this evil ghost named Tu Li has no signs of injury at all, and there is no need to use a treasure like Manshu Sawa at all.

Moreover, Su Wenxiu was sitting against the wall of the well, stroking the pale skull with her pale and slender hands, her eyes were affectionate and gentle, as if she was shining with starlight.

With Su Wenxiu's touch, the pure ghost qi in his body was continuously channeled into Tu Li's body, gathering on the surface of her soul soil, forming strange tadpole runes.

"What the hell is this Su Wenxiu doing?"

Lin Mo didn't understand the operation of this old ghost a little, the house outside was about to be stolen, and he still had the heart to provoke other people's little ghosts in the well.

On both sides of the battle, one side is weak and the other side is strong and unwilled.

All of a sudden, the situation became deadlocked.

The golden dragon and the ghost realm, like nine dragons playing with pearls, are like a still picture under the eclipse moon.

However, Xishan is not the only one who is a ghost.

Those two-meter-high monsters had already broken through the defense line on the mountainside, jumped vertically, that is, ten meters, and soon came to the white-clothed Guanyin statue on the top of the mountain.

Han Ruoxue, Ran You, and Xiao Zhishan also stopped in front of these monsters under Huang Youde's order, and after Huang Youde gave the order, he jumped into the palm of the white-clothed Guanyin, sat cross-legged, and put his hands on his knees.

A pair of tiger eyes, quietly observing the surrounding situation.

"Let's go!"

The magic stick stretched to the size of an eyebrow, Han Ruoxue rushed towards the monster first, a stick was pestled on the face of a monster, the rune was activated, the monster turned into green smoke and dissipated, Han Ruoxue also looked at the dissipated monster, the stick brought the sound of the wind, and smashed towards the other monster that pounced.

Each stick hit a monster accurately, Han Ruoxue was like dancing, in the group of monsters, butterflies wore flowers.

Lower waist,Kick,Split,The slender and well-proportioned body is very soft.,Always at the last moment.,Dodge the monster's attack.,The magic stick in his hand is big and small.。

Sometimes it's a stick, sometimes it's a gun, sometimes it's a judge's pen, sometimes it's a short dagger, and eighteen kinds of martial arts are all vividly displayed by this small stick.

Ran You put on a pair of iron claws, turned into a werewolf, and became even more violent under the moonlit night, grabbing a monster, you have a claw, and I have a fang, hurting each other.

And Xiao Zhishan is very strange, holding a mini typewriter in his hand, sitting on the ground regardless of the ground, it is strange to say that a monster walked in front of him in a daze, as if he couldn't see him, passed by him.

With white gloves, take a piece of bloodstained white paper from a sealed gold box and stuff it into the printer's paper inlet.

"Click, click, click......"

Hands pull out phantoms on metal keyboards, and lines of text appear on white paper.

"On the night of the total lunar eclipse, a monster walked past Xiao Zhishan and walked towards the statue of Guanyin in white, its eyes only had the sacred statue, but it didn't see the stones under its feet, and stepped on it......"

Xiao Zhishan muttered while typing.

The monster that ran past him rushed towards the white-clothed Guanyin statue, and a sharp stone slammed into the monster's soles.

Although it felt no pain, the monster's body lost its balance, rolled on the ground a few times, and then rolled back into the monster pile, just as it stretched out its arms and propped itself on the ground to get up.

Han Ruoxue rolled on her side behind her, dodging the two sharp claws on the left and the right, the demon wand in her hand stretched out, and stabbed towards the ground fiercely, she took this opportunity to re-stabilize her body and get out of the encirclement of the monsters......

In front of the fallen monster, a round metal stick head fell from the sky, replacing the eclipse moon in the sky in its sight, getting closer and closer.

"Puff ......"

The figure of the monster suddenly turned into a wisp of green smoke, but Han Ruoxue didn't seem to feel it, and after landing, the demon stick in his hand rotated around his wrist a few times, and the speed became faster and faster.

As soon as she let go, the stick flew out, smashing the bodies of the monsters that pounced one by one, and the stick was like a boomerang, drawing an arc, destroying the monsters along the way, and flying back into Han Ruoxue's hands.

She held on to her stick and gasped for breath, and in the distance on the mountain road, a monster silhouette jumped over the branches.

"These ghost things can't be fought at all, they die and come back to life, Yellow Team, we have to find another way......"