"Help!"

"Help~~~~~Ahhh

The sound of the call, like a sea of mountains, is so poignant and anxious that it always reminds people of the scene of seven or eight ghosts pressing on the body, ready to feast.

In fact, Ning Feng followed the prestige, and he could see that the person calling for help still moved freely, his limbs were sound, and he was running around.

It was a Dao crown crooked, a Dao robe that didn't fit well, a wooden sword that was broken, and a mango shoe was left, in short, it always looked like a little Taoist priest who was stolen.

The little Taoist priest had red lips and white teeth, his face was panicked, and he shouted loudly, rushing straight in the direction where Ning Feng was.

God knows if he saw the starlight clearing field before and knew that there was a master here, or if he simply saw that there were few ghosts here, and rushed here.

"It's people. ”

"This is the first living person I met in Yin Yang Town, right?"

Ning Feng glanced at the shape, and immediately gave up the idea of stepping forward to help, and felt that "Yin Yang Town" was worthy of its name at this time.

There are people, there are people, yin and yang are connected, and they are the middle boundary between the two, this is the town of yin and yang.

He didn't come forward to help, not because he didn't want to save people, but because it was really unnecessary.

This little Taoist priest screamed miserably, but in fact, there was no, and for a while, there would be no danger.

Behind the little Taoist, there is indeed a fierce ghost, half-pulling the armor and breaking the big sword, just like a rout who has just retreated from the battlefield.

It's a ferocious ghost.

Before the fierce ghost and the little Taoist, there was a behemoth more than two people tall with a pestle, blocking the little Taoist priest tightly. There was a ping-pong sound. It's the devil and the behemoth that fights each other.

"Bull demon?"

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows. I saw the true face of the behemoth clearly.

Its body is majestic and long, like an old ox standing up, two legs are still hooves, and the front two are hands, holding a long knife.

If it weren't for the fact that this bull demon was fighting hard to be knifed, blocking behind the little Taoist priest alive, I am afraid that his ass would have been pierced by the remnants of the murderer's knife.

"Psychic Bull Demon?"

"It's not ......"

Ning Feng searched in his mind, vaguely remembering that this was a spell unique to a certain sect. It can be regarded as well-known in the world of cultivating immortals.

"Oops~~~"

The little Taoist screamed, and those who didn't know thought that he had been injured heavily, but in fact, it was just that the bull demon was stabbed by a murderer in order to protect him.

With a knife, the bull demon knelt on the ground, raised his head and roared silently, and green smoke billowed from the edge of the knife, full of ghostly energy.

This bull demon is also made of ghost energy.

Everyone is a ghost, but they are obviously not the same. The bull demons have been cut like this. He still hugged the murderer to the death, not letting him pursue the little Taoist.

In fact. Even if you chase it, you can't catch up.

After the little Taoist screamed, he didn't even think about it, took out something from his arms and threw it fiercely forward.

With a "whoosh", the thing he threw flew like an arrow, turned around and fell in Ning Feng's interested gaze, and was inserted not far in front of his toes.

It was a delicate little flag.

"Which one?"

The little Taoist priest walked forward with a fart, and at the same time took out a large handful of flags from his arms and kept rummaging through them.

"Whew~"

With a miserable scream, the bull demon slammed into the ground, and the smoke rose and dissipated without a trace.

The little Taoist priest screamed, and finally found the one he wanted from the flag, hurriedly took it out, and hurriedly shook it in front of him.

The ghost chasing behind him, regardless of whether he was shaking the flag or kicking his hooves, opened his mouth wide and gnawed at it.

The lower mouth was extremely damaged, and it went straight to the place where the little Taoist priest had the most flesh on his body.

"Isn't it?"

Ning Feng was stunned, and from his angle, it was as if a little Taoist priest had a fierce ghost on his buttocks.

"My mother~"

The little Taoist priest's voice was miserable, his voice still echoed, and the whole person suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Huh?"

When Ning Feng saw this scene, as if he suddenly remembered something, he looked at the flag planted in front of his toes, and took three steps back.

As soon as the third step was withdrawn, the little Taoist priest suddenly appeared in the original position of the flag.

"Through the darkness, a flash of inspiration. ”

"Aura Banner. ”

Ning Feng's face showed a sudden expression, the familiar feeling caused by the psychic bull demon before, finally let him give a matching number in this signature spell.

The Lingguang flag is divided into two types: the child and the mother flag. The mother flag falls to the ground and sinks, hidden but not visible, except for the flag planter, others are rare.

Those who hold the sub-flag, within a radius of 100 miles, can consume the sub-flag at any time and return to the place where the parent flag is located in an instant. Each mother flag can correspond to almost twenty flags, among which countless changes can be derived, mysterious and mysterious, and the magic is endless.

This kind of spell, in the world of cultivating immortals, is unique to a Dao sect called Qingmao Mountain.

The same is true of the psychic bull demon.

At the same time as the little Taoist priest suddenly appeared, the flag in his hand turned into smoke and dispersed. He didn't have time to feel sorry for the Lingguang Flag, which he was usually reluctant to use, so he threw his hands back, covered his buttocks, and jumped up directly.

"Haha~"

With the action of him jumping up, Ning Feng's eyes were sharp, and he couldn't help laughing when he saw a piece of cloth flying down, and saw the white raw flesh exposed on the little Taoist's buttocks.

"This little Taoist priest of Qingmao Mountain is still lucky, but he was bitten through his pants, and at that point, a lump of meat entered the ghost's stomach. ”

As soon as Ning Feng thought about it, the little Taoist priest of Qingmao Mountain in front of him made another action that he imagined.

"Brother!"

The little Taoist priest came as soon as he opened his mouth, without any shyness, and his demeanor was as natural as he had been calling for decades.

"Help me~~"

The little Taoist priest's movements were fast and sharp, and he took advantage of Ning Feng's kung fu to flash directly behind him, and his two hands tightly grabbed the corners of Ning Feng's clothes, trembling.

"It's embarrassing. ”

Ning Feng shook his head and slowly raised his hand.

The little Taoist priest is quite measured, but he didn't have a handle to put his hand directly on Ning Feng's waist, otherwise he would be kicked away directly.

"Huh~!"

A divine light burst out from Ning Feng's fingertips, and it happened to be on the chest of the fierce soldier who was persistently chasing after him.

In an instant, the murderer's mouth was wide open, and the remnant knife in his hand fell out of his hand, turning into green smoke before he could hit the ground.

The killer himself roared silently, starting from his chest, and his whole body was rising with green smoke, as if it had melted in the sun.

"Save ~ Save Me ~~"

The little Taoist priest was still shrunk behind Ning Feng, not a single head was exposed, trembling, and his voice was trembling.

"Alright, you can come out. ”

Ning Feng was helpless, stretched out his hand and slipped behind him, and slipped the little Taoist priest out.

"Gone?" The little Taoist priest looked around, finally relieved himself, and bowed to the ground: "The trail is under the gate of Qingmao Mountain, and Bai Xiaoxiao is also." ”

"Thank you Brother Dao for saving me. ”

Ning Feng frowned slightly, just thinking that this little Taoist priest was finally normal, but he didn't think about it, Bai Xiaoxiao got up after finishing the salute, her eyes were full of tears, and she opened her mouth to come:

"Brother~~"

"Stop!"

Ning Feng took a deep breath and asked, "Xiaobai, why are you in this Yin Yang Town?"

"Uh~" Bai Xiaoxiao protested in a low voice: "Brother, my name is Bai Xiaoxiao." ”

Ning Feng waved his hand impatiently: "I know, Xiaobai, you are a disciple of Qingmao Mountain, how did you come to Yin Yang Town?"

Qingmao Mountain, which is different from other sects, is that the sect has an ancient and ancient place of the underworld, and there is a unique exercise "through the secret of the netherworld" to enter the netherworld.

Therefore, the disciples of Qingmao Mountain relied on the secret and netherworld, and were completely self-sufficient, and rarely had time to deal with outsiders. When Ning Feng saw the psychic bull demon, he didn't think of Qingmao Mountain for the first time, and it was also because of this.

Bai Xiaoxiao, as a disciple of Qingmao Mountain, came to Yin Yang Town at this moment, which was strange.

I don't know what to think, Bai Xiaoxiao's face changed, her original aggrieved appearance was gone, replaced by a thick look of worry, and she said in a trembling voice: "I'm here to find my sister." ”

"When I passed by the Two Realms Mountain with my sister a few days ago, it happened that the ghost gate suddenly opened, and a large number of people were swallowed in, including my sister. ”

"She was in front of her, and she was swallowed up in it, and I was two steps behind and couldn't keep up. ”

"It's been a few days, I wonder how she is?"

When Ning Feng heard this, he raised his eyebrows, and immediately understood what was going on.

Bai Xiaoxiao's sister was clearly a passerby who was accidentally injured when the night boy asked the headless ghost king to open Yin Yang Town and trap Chen Xiwei and others.

"Xiaobai. ”

As if thinking of something, Ning Feng suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed Bai Xiaoxiao, and asked nervously, "Can you find your sister?" (to be continued......)

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