On the table paper on the altar, a prayer was written, and it was dyed with nine degrees of blood, and soaked with the blood of Zhengwen, and suddenly a flame burst into flames.

Daoist Mingyue raised his head and looked at the burning table paper.

The firelight was reflected in the pupils of the Bright Moon Dao Chief, and in the flickering firelight, a tall figure appeared.

Niu Hao and several people stood under the altar, watching the table paper on the altar suddenly ignite a flame. Immediately afterward, there was the sound of drumming.

The sound of the sheng, flute, gongs and drums is bright and joyful. In the dark night, the square that resounded through the upper courtyard was particularly noisy.

Where does that music come from?

Niu Hao is ordinary.

Jiang Zangjiao, He Mengxiong, and the pious girl were all looking around, but they couldn't find which direction the music was coming from.

The loud music seems to be everywhere.

A palm-sized piece of table paper was burned out in a blink of an eye. The rest of the flames flickered with a dark red color, jumping up and down, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

And Niu Hao, from the gradually extinguishing fire, felt a compelling pressure rushing out.

Niu Hao shouted:

"Retreat!"

Everyone heard the sound and stepped back, out of the square in front of the altar.

A dark figure emerged from the altar, extinguishing the last flickering fire.

The noisy music immediately became loud as the figures appeared.

The fire on the altar was extinguished, and the lights around the altar were lit, reflecting the figure that had jumped out, dark and dreary, and looked extraordinarily tall.

Daoist Mingyue raised his head and looked at the figure that jumped out, and couldn't help but laugh excitedly.

The lights that flickered around were all extinguished in the blink of an eye.

Darkness enveloped the square, with a sticky feel.

In the darkness where you can't see your fingers, only the noisy sound of drums reverberates in the square of the upper court.

A scream rang out suddenly, apparently someone had been hit.

Niu Hao asked loudly:

"Who is it?"

He Mengxiong agreed:

"It's fine!"

Before the words landed, he let out another exclamation, and couldn't help but curse loudly:

"Fuck you. Stand up and fight with Lao Tzu in the open!"

The third heavy blow landed on He Mengxiong's body, causing He Mengxiong's body to fall backwards and fall to the ground with a pop.

Niu Hao shook off the runes in his palm and used the fire.

The firelight reflected a few people around Niu Hao, and Jiang Zangjiao stretched out her hand and pulled He Mengxiong from the ground.

The light of the fire, orange and yellow. Reflect the surroundings, but cannot illuminate the farther places.

Two steps away, it's pitch black.

It was dark, so dense that even the shining light could not penetrate. It looked sticky again, as if it had swallowed up the light of the fire that had shone through it all at once.

What kind of skill is this?

The point is, the dark surroundings are invisible, how can there be a war?

Loud music fills the ears, making it impossible to distinguish more sounds.

In the depths of the darkness, a heavy blow came out without warning and hit Jiang Zangjiao's body. Jiang Zangjiao let out an exclamation, and her body flew backwards.

The pious woman was quick and pounced.

Jiang Zangjiao's body bumped into the pious girl, and the pious girl also fell backwards.

The big man strode forward, outstretched his arms and embraced the two men.

Before the big man could put down the two people in his arms, another heavy blow was struck from behind the big man, causing the big man to let out a muffled snort, and his body shook forward, hitting the body of the pious girl and Jiang Zangjiao.

The godly woman could not stand and fell to the ground.

Niu Hao took a body away from the fire, but he couldn't do it.

And when the fire is extinguished, the surroundings are plunged into darkness, and no one can be seen who is attacked or who falls. It's bound to be chaos.

At this time, it is undoubtedly the best way to form an enchantment and protect everyone in the middle.

But Niu Hao can't make enchantments.

Jiang Zangjiao will not.

Niu Hao can use the exercises to protect the body.

But the surroundings are pitch black, and you can't see the opponent, let alone who is the next target.

Niu Hao has a body protection technique, but he can't use it.

Niu Hao shouted:

"Lean to the middle, move closer to the middle!"

Everyone huddled in a circle, with their backs facing outward, and through the limited range of light from the fire, they could at least see some eyebrows.

Niu Hao was wrong.

The darkness that covers everything is the opponent that Niu Hao and they need to face.

So it doesn't need to prepare, let alone change direction, and it can be aimed at anyone at any time and hit hard.

The heavy blow hit head-on, and Niu Hao's footsteps fell backwards.

Niu Hao threw out the palm of his hand and left the fire.

The flames that flew out of their hands flew into the darkness, like a candle flame falling into a dark deep pool, and before they could even reflect anything, they were annihilated.

Leaving the fire and leaving his hand, the shining fire around Niu Hao's body disappeared. There was darkness all around.

Niu Hao waved the runes in his palm, and the sound of gongs and drums that resounded in his ears suddenly became extremely noisy. Followed by the sudden sound of gongs and drums, the successive blows fell on Niu Hao, causing Niu Hao to retreat step by step, unable to leave the fire.

Xiao Qi's voice came from his ears:

"I'll help you!"

Then, Niu Hao felt Xiao Qi's palm push to his back, and a stream of heat immediately rushed into Niu Hao's body.

The heat that rushed into Niu Hao's body trickled down, filling Niu Hao, shaking off the runes in his palm, and igniting orange flames.

In the flickering firelight, Niu Hao glanced at the figure in front of him, and the dark and gloomy face was clearly the appearance of Mingyue Daochang.

Seeing the figure in front of him, Niu Hao rushed out with both fists and hit Mingyue with a shining fire.

The fist was empty.

Niu Hao punched the air with both fists, revealing the space behind him.

Jiang Zangjiao shouted:

"Little Seven!"

Niu Hao turned around.

Xiao Qi behind him has been swept into the darkness.

He Mengxiong couldn't hold it back and scolded:

"I'm your mother!"

chased Xiao Qi's figure into the darkness, and then with two thumping blows, his body flew back upside down.

Then, Niu Hao heard Xiao Qi's exclamation from the depths of the darkness.

Niu Hao shook off the rune in his other hand, lit the fire for the second time, and let his body burst out with dazzling firelight, chasing towards the place where Xiao Qi made a sound.

In the sound of drums resounding in my ears, a hoarse voice suddenly sounded:

"Unexpectedly, you really have the inheritance of the Emperor of Zhiyang. ”

The Empress of Zhiyang is the empress of Zhiyang Mountain.

With the empress's inheritance, there should only be Xiao Qi.

Niu Hao rushed in to the place where the sound came from, and the light bursting from the fire all over his body reflected the figure in the dark, the bright moon Dao Chang who was covered in black.

Niu Hao saw the figure of Mingyue Daoist, and his right fist swung forward, and then saw Mingyue Daoist push out Xiao Qi in his arms and meet Niu Hao's fist.

Niu Hao was shocked, and he withdrew his fist with the flame light.

Behind Xiao Qi, who was pushed out, a heavy blow swept in and hit Niu Hao with a bang.