Ye Bai looked at the night owl in his heart, and gave birth to a killing intent out of thin air.

It seems to be here.. Killing intent comes out of nowhere.

Ye Bai suppressed the murderous intent in his heart, ignoring the night owl, but looked at the woman kneeling in front of everyone in front of her, the woman was holding the "temple incense rosary", and the faint smoke was constantly released from the bead, which had a great attraction power for everyone.

The night owls scattered into black gas and slaughtered.

Countless night owls turned into black gas, and the air masses came together and gathered into clouds.

Ye Bai raised his head, as if he saw countless black clouds surging towards him, and countless night owls wanted to divide and eat them.

"I've been a demon all my life. ”

"The only thing that satisfies me is this spell. ”

"I've condensed the illusion of the night owl, and you will enjoy it when you think that the night owl moves, and ten thousand owls eat away at the bones. ”

Ye Bai couldn't draw his sword at this time.

For as soon as the sword does not shatter the illusion, he will fall into the illusion.

Ye Bai recalled the talisman.

His qualifications are not good, but his comprehension is extremely high, and a magic rune is a spiritual method.

Ye Bai watched the night owl turn around, the corners of his mouth moved, and five slender, clean hands without a trace of dirt pointed to the front and waved.

The night owl stopped.

The black cloud was actually blocked, he seemed to see a mountain, a mountain that was not big or small, although the mountain was small, but it was connected to the earth's qi, and it could naturally stabilize and suppress the clouds.

Although there are many black clouds formed by night owls, they are nothing more than rootless duckweed.

Ye Bai's fingers flicked, and the spirit law seemed to communicate some kind of existence.

Moss seemed to grow on the five fingers, and the air around the world was extremely condensed, and Ye Bai swayed.

The black clouds dispersed.

Countless night owls transformed into black qi again, and their bodies were revealed in the black qi, and they flapped their wings and left!

Ye Bai looked at the night owl.

He didn't move his sword, but picked it up and flicked it slightly.

The sound of the sword roar was faint, like a clear spring, but as soon as it flicked at this moment, it made an extremely harsh "Zheng" sound.

The black qi on the night owl's body turned into nothingness in an instant.

Fall down.

Ye Bai drew his sword again, a white light flowed, and the blood of the night owl was hair, which exploded, and in an instant, he went towards Shang Junmeng's side, and the sword light followed closely.

"Waste. ”

Shang Junmeng scolded in a low voice, his voice was not so dry and hoarse, it became a kind of woman's scolding.

Ye Bai was a little surprised.

The fat man actually fought evenly with this person, and at this moment, the breath on the fat man's body had become the peak of qi training, and as soon as his fingers moved, there was a mighty righteous qi flying out, turning into various fonts floating and shaking.

Shang Jun's dream cultivation is extremely profound.

The demon cultivator and the demon cultivator are even more domineering and weird.

But he didn't dare to touch the Haoran righteousness, some were timid, and the fluctuations of the aura around him were also extremely violent, and some scattered cultivators couldn't get close, so they could only watch from afar with greed.

Shang Junmeng turned back at this moment.

looked at the white eye, and with a movement of his fingers, a blood-colored long needle turned into a blood-colored streamer, and flew in, and all kinds of evil ghost illusions were derived from the flying needle.

The white light stopped, avoiding the flying needle.

The night owl also avoided Ye Bai's pursuit, and turned into a night owl with blood-colored hair on his head, standing on the shoulders of this Shang Junmeng, looking at Ye Bai with his eyes, a little jealous.

The four confronted each other.

It's just that now Ye Bai's strength has won a little.

Ye Bai was just about to speak.

Four monks, but they came from behind him.

Ye Bai backhanded.

Duoduo Black Lotus transformed on the sword, and then dispersed, and all four of them died. When the face died, it was extremely hideous, but the blood left behind did not flow to the ground, as if it had been absorbed by something.

In the distance, the woman with a pale face and dark eyes seemed to be a little more agile.

Under the shroud of the smell of blood, the people around him became even more irritable, and the killing intent surrounded the whole room...

The night owl opened the corners of his mouth, and in an instant ate the brain of a man who had sneaked past and wanted to take it.

"Kill them all first, and then talk about the rest. ”

"Yes. ”

Ye Bai nodded.

The fat man hesitated for a moment, but looked at Ye Bai and nodded, didn't speak, and silently got out of the way, he was still a little Confucian pedantic.

The night owl screamed.

Leaping towards the surroundings, the black qi flowed from above the body, turning into countless small night owls.

Ye Bai didn't move, letting them kill.

It is only when the killing reaches him that he draws his sword and slashes it, and although his soul is guarded by the pages of Confucianism and Taoism, he is still extremely sensitive and cannot kill again, because he is afraid that once he is caught in his killing, he will not be able to come out again.

The fat man looked at Ye Bai's slightly reddened eyes.

He said in a low voice: "Haoran Xinwen, the third paragraph, you can calm down, I'm afraid the temple blessing in front is a little weird." ”

Ye Bai nodded, silently thinking.

Ten breaths later.

In the whole venue, there are no more figures, just the four of them left, but the weird thing is... Dozens of people died, and the smell of blood in this narrow corridor was not as strong as it used to be.

Shang Junmeng looked at the puppet-like woman, and was also a little jealous, looking at the fat man and whispering.

"You know my cultivation, and you know my name, so... I hope you can give me that thing, otherwise I don't know how to open the seal, although it will be invaded by divine power and turned into a god-like existence, but... It's much better than that. ”

Shang Junmeng said, suddenly tearing off the veil on his face, revealing half of his dog face.

This dog's face is covered with hideous scars, a pair of dog eyes, and a blood-red, looking at Ye Bai at this moment, although there is no angry look, it is still extremely hideous, as if it wants to choose someone to eat.

The fat man smiled wryly.

"You want a divine body to use to exorcise your "demon poison". If I were that bead, I would soothe the wounds of my master's soul. The fat man whispered, looking up at Shang Junmeng.

Shang Junmeng turned back.

The hair on half of his face moved wantonly, and then he made a dog barking sound uncontrollably, the corners of his mouth twisted strangely a few times, nodded, and then looked at Ye Bai and said, "Little swordsman, what do you want?"

Shang Junmeng turned around at this moment and spoke with the half of his face.

This half of the face is a beautiful face, with a bit of a taste of the country and the city.

Ye Bai thought for a moment.

"Divine body, I need divine body to save people, and this person also happens to be my master. ”。

Shang Junmeng's eyes turned strangely.

Half of his face was also distorted, and it seemed that the soul poison was getting deeper and deeper.

"It's my sincerity to give this thing to you, and you help me get it, and then talk about other things after I get it. ”

Ye Bai pondered for a moment and looked at the fat man.

"Yes. ”

Shang Junmeng glanced at Miao Zhu, and his eyes flashed with a hint of jealousy: "Then it will be faster." ”

"How do we get there. ”

The Night Stalker asked suddenly.

"The ghost mother is the god mother, the city god is the god son, and the god son must have a way to see the god mother, just like the minister has to go to the court regularly. ”

The night owl suddenly screamed at this moment, making a piercing sound, like a crow.

The figure of the fat man beside Ye Bai had disappeared.

Shang Junmeng looked at the fat man with cold eyes at the corners of his mouth, the killing intent floating all over his body, and the demonic qi under his body turned into ghost shadows, surrounding the fat man along the darkness around him.

"Give me the thing in the palm of your hand. ”

Ye Bai held the sword.

Squinting his eyes, his expression was very indifferent, but his fingers were tapping the sword from time to time, he was waiting for the fat man, if the fat man wanted to fight, then he would do it.

The fat man carefully took down the beads that Miao Zhu was holding, and the blue light on his body appeared from time to time, but Miao Zhu did not make any unnecessary movements, as if he was really a puppet.

A rather ancient key was underneath the beads.

The key was taken between the fingers of the fat man.

The fat man glanced at the black shadow and handed it back.

Shang Junmeng picked up the key and said in a low voice: "If you have the key, you can borrow the Yin Road."

"Huh?"

The fat man's body suddenly jumped, and he looked ahead in surprise.

Ye Bai looked towards the fat man.

After these two things were taken, the woman instantly collapsed as if she had no muscles and bones, turning into a mass of flesh and blood, as if she was really a puppet.

Shang Junmeng looked towards the night owl.

The night owl turned into a man dressed in black again, and shook his head at this moment and said, "Although our night family is good at making puppets, we have never been such flesh and blood puppets, what about the temple here?"

"I hope you're telling the truth. ”

The night owl's eyes wandered, looking at Shang Junmeng.

Shang Junmeng picked up the key and ignored him, turned around and walked in, smiling disdainfully at the corner of his mouth, half a dog's face, constantly twisted, as if enduring great pain.

The four of them went into the darkness.

In a blur.

There seems to be a door in front of it, the door is not big but bloodstained, very heavy, I don't know how many years of dust it has experienced.

The fat man put the beads away.

Looking back at the outside, there was a sense of leaving, but in the darkness, those statues suddenly became gray, and they couldn't really be seen.

The fat man wants to get out of this darkness.

After walking a few steps, I was stunned to find that a door appeared in front of me unknowingly, and it was exactly the same door as this one.

"The City God's Yin Temple. It's not that whoever wants to go in can get in, and whoever wants to get out can get out. ”

Shang Junmeng picked up the key and inserted it into the rusty lock, making a gurgling sound.

Shang Junmeng shook the key, shook it a few times, and it seemed to be a little rusty, but after opening it, the lock core actually flowed out of a faint jet-black sticky thing.

Shang Junmeng ignored it.

The lock is still open.

"Let's go. ”

The door was opened.

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