I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Now the Japanese have determined that we are hiding here, and they are planning to attack the magic circle and kill all of us.

There are thousands of villas in this large villa area. Among these villas, seventy-two villas are hidden as the core of the formation.

In the basements of these 72 villas, there must be a very thick concrete pillar that is driven directly into the ground. This is the so-called dragon-trapping nail.

There must be people maintaining the seventy-two formation centers. Even if there are five Yin-Yang masters guarding each formation center, that would require more than three hundred people.

What makes me shudder is that every concrete pillar was driven into place by living people, and there were more than one.

What era is this? The Japanese still dare to act so unscrupulously in China. It is truly hateful.

At this moment, those Yin-Yang Masters who were guarding the center of the formation have probably all gathered outside the villa where we are. If so many people work together to break the formation, let alone the formation set up by Zen Master Jueming, even the formation set up by my master will probably be destroyed sooner or later.

What we need to do now is to reinforce the magic circle, delay time as much as possible, and wait for the special task force to come to the rescue.

In fact, I still had a chance to escape before, and a group of people left here.

But if I left, those Japanese devils would definitely be alerted and might even leave.

I could only join in as bait, waiting for the special task force to come with a large number of experts to support and wipe out these devils in one fell swoop.

In this way, we have eliminated a major threat.

I took the Five Elements Command Flags and placed them on the various formation points in the villa yard.

After I strengthened the magic circle, I returned to Master Jueming. Master Jueming looked at me with a smile and said, "Boy, you have indeed learned a lot from following Li Xuantong. Those five-element flags are also good things."

"Master Jueming, I just simply reinforced the magic circle you set up, but I don't know how long it can last." As I said this, I glanced towards the magic circle with some worry.

One can clearly feel the strong fluctuations in the Qi field, and the originally shaky magic circle seems to be more stable.

Even so, I found it difficult to persist for half an hour.

I just hope that the local special task force can come here soon. There are still many large sects in Shaanxi Province, the most famous of which is Zhongnan Mountain.

According to legend, Wudaozi, one of the three greatest talismans masters, is in Zhongnan Mountain.

If this person were still alive, he would probably be over 200 years old.

I heard from the sloppy Taoist that Wu Daozi is the one with the highest cultivation among the three masters of talismans. Even in the entire Chinese cultivation world, no one dares to challenge his strength.

It's just that Wudaozi has been in seclusion for many years, and each time he has been in seclusion for decades. He is definitely a martial arts fanatic, so it is basically impossible to make him appear.

At this moment, several of us were standing in the yard, all feeling a little nervous, looking towards the magic circle in front of us.

About ten minutes later, the magic circle produced huge fluctuations again, and the feeling that it was about to break at any time appeared again.

It’s really hard to imagine how many Onmyojis are gathered outside.

Seeing this scene, Zen Master Jueming said in a deep voice: "Be prepared. Once the magic circle is broken, there will be a fierce battle. Whether we can survive depends on our luck."

"What's there to be afraid of? No matter how many come, we will kill them all. This is not the first or second time we have fought the Japanese." Xiaopang is a careless guy. He has no idea what a terrible opponent we are facing this time.

My intuition tells me that the mastermind behind this, Matsuyuki Jincho, must be here.

Several of us stood in the yard, feeling that every minute and every second was extremely painful.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, the magic circle produced huge Qi field fluctuations again. The magic circle that I reinforced finally couldn't hold on anymore and turned directly into a ball of bubbles and disintegrated.

As soon as the magic circle was broken, a group of people quickly rushed into the yard of the villa.

Many people also climbed over the courtyard wall.

Most of these people are Onmyoji wearing white clothes, and there are also a small number wearing black clothes.

Those in black are more powerful than those in white.

As soon as these people appeared, they didn't say a word and just rushed towards us with their swords in hand.

Xiaopang roared, grabbed the big bell with one hand, raised it above his head, and then hit the big bell hard with the eight-sided purple gold hammer in his hand.

Accompanied by a deafening roar.

Those Onmyoji who were about to approach us were all stunned on the spot, with dazed looks in their eyes.

Several people were shocked and vomited blood on the spot.

Mr. Ba was right. It would be more effective to strike the bell with an eight-sided purple gold hammer.

While those people were frightened by the big bell, Xiaopang threw the big bell directly towards the group of people in front.

The big bell spun and crashed into the crowd, knocking more than a dozen Onmyojis away.

At the same time, I waved the magic sword in my hand, and quickly condensed thousands of ice blades, which scattered in all directions.

Some Onmyojis who didn't react in time were immediately pierced by the ice knives like colanders and fell in a pool of blood.

At this moment, I suddenly discovered that there were more than a dozen Onmyojis wearing red robes.

They didn't seem to be affected by the big bell of Xiaopang. They quickly appeared on the field with Japanese knives in hand and quickly intercepted the ice knife I threw out.

Afterwards, more than a dozen red-robed Yin-Yang Masters came from all directions and surrounded us.

Facing these red-robed Yin-Yang masters, Zen Master Jueming quickly stood up. He swung the Buddhist beads in his hand, and those beads immediately flew out quickly, becoming countless times larger, and crashed into those red-robed Yin-Yang masters.

Before they could get close, those red-robed Onmyojis were knocked away one by one.

“Amitabha…” Zen Master Jueming chanted the Buddha’s name, and his whole body was shining with golden light, as if a living Buddha was in the world.

When the red-robed Yin-Yang masters saw how powerful Zen Master Jueming was, they became a little afraid and dared not come near him.

We are not afraid of these people. Although they are numerous, they do not pose much threat to us.

Just after Zen Master Jueming made his move, not long after, the Yin-Yang masters at the gate of the courtyard took the initiative to make way for us, and a white-haired old man walked straight towards us.

The old man had white hair and was short, looking like he was less than 1.6 meters tall, but the powerful aura he exuded made me feel a little scared.

This old man must be Matsuyuki Hitoshi.