At midnight, it is the time when the yin energy is at its peak

Therefore, Sikong Zhan chose to catch ghosts at this moment, accompanied by Shi Xin, although he has divine power to protect himself and is not afraid of demons and evils, but when it comes to the way to catch ghosts, he has six of the seven tricks, and he doesn't know anything.

Outside the room, there was Master Chen and a group of subordinates, all of whom looked nervous, pricked up their ears, and stared at the room without blinking, although the door was closed, they were nothing.

At this time, Sikong Zhan suddenly felt a coldness in the room, and his heart shook, and his heart said, "It's here!"

At the same time, Shi Xin was also aware of it, staring intently at the empty bed of the hospital bed.

Sikong Zhan urged the innate true qi, and the Nether Banner suddenly flew out of the cuffs, standing in the air out of thin air, the surface of the banner trembled, and a strong suction force was born, which quickly spread to the surroundings.

With a strange sound, the room instantly became quiet again, and Sikong Zhan withdrew the Nether Flag, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"What, what's wrong?" Shi Xin noticed Sikong Zhan's strange expression and couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, I didn't expect this ghost to be an acquaintance. Sikong Zhan chuckled.

Master Chen heard a noise in the room before, and then quieted down again, anxious, but he didn't dare to disturb Sikong Zhan, so he had to walk back and forth in the courtyard.

Sikong Zhan and the two opened the door, and Master Chen hurriedly greeted him, and asked with concern, "How?"

"The ghost has been taken in by the poor road, so the son only needs to cultivate for a while. Sikong Zhan comforted.

Master Chen breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and while wiping the sweat on his forehead, he rejoiced: "Thank God, it's finally fine." ”

Back in the room, Sikong Zhan took out the Netherworld Banner and said to it: "You scholar is so ignorant, you don't have talent, but you engage in some crooked ways, learn to copy poems, make yourself lose your virtue, and after being recognized by others, you can't bear the blow and hang yourself, you say that if you die, you will die, and after you die, you will pester others, you say that you are unreasonable." ”

"Heaven is evil, especially can survive, self-inflicted, not lived. If you want to learn from others, then do you know how to compose poems? You don't even know what poetry is, what kind of poetry do you copy!"

"Forget it, don't talk about it, you are almost blinded by resentment, and you can't understand it, so you can stay in the new home of the Netherworld Banner with peace of mind, and when the time is ripe, the poor way will dispel the resentment for you, so that you can return to heaven and earth as soon as possible. ”

Put away the Nether Banner again, Sikong Zhan sighed lightly, he had never found that the world was so small, and the unjust ghost who pestered Chen Mingdao was actually the scholar surnamed Li who lost and lost.

"What's so good about copying other people's things, everyone is happy to do it, but I don't know that there is always a time when the horse's feet are exposed, that is, others have no evidence, so many unreasonable existences, others are not blind, how can they come, and sometimes, when there is justice, the evidence is often the least valuable. ”

Muttering in a small voice, Sikong Zhan yawned and slept in his clothes.

Sikong Zhan is here to deal with the trivial matter of catching ghosts, but the old urchin has been in a state of excitement, after all, he is one of the masterminds behind the promotion of the Divine Soldier incident.

In just a few days, the big villain finally failed to escape the punishment of the Heavenly Dao empty-handed, and was besieged by the combined efforts of the warriors who rushed in, and died from more than a dozen injuries.

It's not that he doesn't want to escape, but there is a little Zhou Tian master among the people who besiege him, so that he can't escape at all, and when he is dying, he only has time to shout "Spell ah-" and dies in Huangquan.

Hiding in the shadows, Zhou Botong in everything laughed to himself, it is useless for you to shout loudly, where did the magic come from, wait for the junior brother to come up with a spell to open your eyes.

As a result, the divine soldier was finally obtained by the nameless master, the master's usual weapon is the sword, and he is really not used to the "strange soldier" of the divine soldier, although he can release his strength in the air, but the help given to him is pitiful.

The most commendable spell, he didn't even have a shadow, the last sad cry of empty hands, most of him had lost confidence in the divine soldiers, rumors in the rivers and lakes are rumors after all, you can't believe it, it's useless to get it, it's a pity to abandon it, it's a chicken rib thing.

This nameless master has such an attitude towards the divine soldier, and it is easy to imagine what will happen after that, in the face of the warriors who came to compete for the divine soldier later, why should he fight to the death, and want the divine soldier to take it, anyway, he is upset.

He simply abandoned the divine soldier half-lost and half-sent, and turned around and left in a chic manner.

The divine soldiers have changed hands several times, and all the little Zhou Tian masters are as disgusting as eating flies after getting them, avoiding unnecessary trouble, and soon they will happily give up, and the most ferocious ones are some second-rate martial artists, they don't expect any powerful thunder and lightning spells, as long as they can release their strength in the air, the divine soldiers are genuine divine soldiers for them, and they are worth the risk.

For this phenomenon, Zhou Botong and they are obviously happy to see it come to fruition, a Nine Yin True Scripture stirred up the bloody wind of the entire rivers and lakes, and in the end, it was his own senior brother (master) who took action to eliminate a martial arts catastrophe.

The divine soldiers gradually showed their true colors, and the attraction of Xiao Zhoutian's masters was greatly reduced, and I believe that the news would soon spread throughout the entire rivers and lakes, and when the real masters did not come out, some mainstream martial artists would compete for the divine soldiers, and the danger would naturally be greatly reduced.

Moreover, with their soldiers, how much chaos can they make.

Sima Xu, the head of the Qingcheng faction, carried the divine soldier in his hand, his body moved quickly, leaving only the remnants of the Dao behind him, obviously the light luck was made to the extreme, and then, Zhou Botong followed from afar, puzzled in his heart, didn't the Qingcheng faction get the news that the divine soldiers were useless.

If he can't figure it out, he won't think about it, anyway, as long as Chen Tie.

Sikong, who was running quickly, suddenly paused, stared at the front with his eyes, and said with a gloomy face: "The friends in front don't need to hide." ”

Bang Bang Bang!

Three applause, Qing Xuanzi, the head of the Taihe faction, smiled and appeared from behind the tree.

"As the head of the Qingcheng faction, Brother Sima is unharmed. ”

Sima Xuren, shaking the divine weapon, his expression seemed to be mocking, and said: "Brother Dao is not bad, he can actually count it as passing through here on the next road." ”

Qing Xuanzi Mao Si said modestly: "Where is it, it's just a small skill of carving insects." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want a divine soldier, ask me first if I agree. Sima Xu didn't have the time to talk nonsense, and he was straightforward.

"Brother Sima should know the recent rumors of the divine soldiers, whether he can cut his love for the poor road, and the poor road will be rewarded afterwards. "Although Qing Xuanzi knew that there was a problem with the divine soldiers, the Taihe Sect and the Quanzhen Sect belonged to the same Taoist sect, and if they could fight the Quanzhen Sect, he would take action if he didn't want to, so he spoke with good words and admonished.

Sima Xu said sarcastically: "The specific situation of the divine soldiers, I have already seen it in the Zhong family's sword pool, so you don't have to bother to speak." ”

"Alas! That's—the poor road had to be offended. Qing Xuanzi said, taking the lead.

"It's a good time, I'm going to teach Brother Dao's Pure Yang Wuji Gong. Sima Xu unceremoniously used the top ruthless kung fu in the Qingcheng faction - Heart-Destroying Palm.

As soon as the two of them fought, they suddenly heard a coquettish shout: "The divine soldier is mine." ”

Then, the green shadow flashed and disappeared in an instant, and if Sima Xu hadn't found that the divine weapon in his hand was missing, he might have thought that he had hallucinated.

The two couldn't help but look at each other, they were all shocked, out of nowhere another peerless master appeared, I'm afraid that Sikong Zhan of the Quanzhen Sect is not his opponent, the divine soldier was robbed, what kind of strength did the two of them fight, naturally they snorted coldly at each other and left.

On the tree, Zhou Botong grabbed his hair, his face was entangled, the divine soldier was lost, what should I do?