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It became darker and darker above the head, a white shadow flickered in front of Wei Qing, and Mo Xuanfang was already in front of him.

"Si Ying, you take the path behind you, I'll go this way."

Wei Qing frowned, but did not move: "Why can't we go the same way?"

Ghost cries faintly sounded around, black smoke billowed out of the passageway, Mo Xuanfang's tone was a little bit cold: "The Shengmen over there, you just go all the way to the end, you don't need to say anything if you encounter something on the road, kill it!" That's right."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Wei Qing jumped high and flew into the passage in front of him.

Immediately, ghosts and wolves howled, and the cries shook the sky. The old tree at the intersection moved and was about to close the passage, and Mo Xuanfang flew in at the moment it was about to close.

"Si Ying! How can you act without authorization?"

"I enter the gate of life, and you refuse to go with me, then this must be the gate of death. Life and death are different paths. Two people cannot enter the gate of life at the same time, and the gate of death will be different." The airflow in the darkness was abnormally cold, and Wei Qingting heard that ghost's scalp was numb from crying, but his mouth was not afraid.

"Although the Dao of Heaven works, the Gate of Death may not be able to trap me, so why do you suffer an extra crime?"

Mo Xuanfang sighed, grabbed Wei Qing's hand and held it tightly, while lighting the fire stick.

As soon as the fire was lit, Wei Qing immediately let out an "ah".

I saw that the surrounding woods were densely populated with miserable ghosts, men and women, crawling or walking, all of them looked horrifying, and one glance could arouse the coldest fear in the bottom of my heart, presumably they all came from real ghosts. hell.

Although Wei Qing had seen many rotting corpses in the Yourot Cave, none of them could compare with these vicious and terrifying ghosts.What's more, the sad and desolate sound of the ghost crying is even more desperate.

Wei Qing only glanced at it, and his whole body remained motionless, even his eyeballs froze.

Mo Xuanfang immediately sacrificed his whisk and shouted violently: "I am the Daluo Jinxian in this world, and all the ghosts quickly retreat."

He stamped with both hands, and a thousand layers of purple-gold spots exploded in the air, and all the evil spirits irradiated by the light spots fell to the ground and howled, only to see an extremely ugly evil spirit with an angry beard, red and blistered body, holding a faint phantom in his hand , At this time, he couldn't help but let go of his hand.

Mo Xuanfang waved his long sleeves, the fly whisk wrapped around the phantom and pulled it back abruptly, and got into Wei Qing's body, it turned out that the phantom was actually Wei Qing's living soul.

Wei Qing's soul returned to his place, his whole body trembled violently, and then he came to his senses.

"Xuanfang, what happened to me just now?" Wei Qing rubbed his eyes.

"You were stunned by the yin qi just now, it's not a serious problem."

Mo Xuanfang's palms were sweating, but his tone was calm.

In the Taoism of Xianjia, one nine heavens is one heaven, and the 36-day yin formation refers to the evil spirits in the upper and lower four heavens, and the evil spirits in the formation eat the souls of living people, and the souls swallowed by them , the body was also taken away at the same time.

The evil spirits in the gate of death are even more powerful. No matter practitioners or ordinary people, their souls are often sucked away from the body without knowing it.But I didn't know it until the living soul was swallowed alive, and the soul flew away.

Mo Xuanfang didn't dare to tell Wei Qing about this, lest he become confused and lose consciousness.

The evil spirits in the formation were dispersed for a short time, Mo Xuanfang ordered Wei Qing to look down at the road, and follow closely beside him, while he moved forward with the purple-golden light to drive away the evil spirits.

If you are approached by evil spirits, you may be able to hold on for a while with Mo Xuanfang's concentration.But in this life, he used killing to defend the way, and his murderous aura was too heavy. When he came to this ghost hell, he was haunted by evil spirits, and he was even more likely to lose his mind.

But the evil spirits in the mountains are endless, the front and back are covered with mist, the road is dark and long, his profound energy will eventually be exhausted, even with the blessing of the Daluo golden body, he does not know how long he can last.

What he was most worried about was Wei Qing beside him. Just now seeing Wei Qing's soul leaving his body, he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. At this time, he pinched the seal to drive away ghosts, but half of his spiritual consciousness was still on Wei Qing.

Although Wei Qing didn't know why, but looking at Mo Xuanfang's situation, he knew that the situation was bad, so he just looked down at the road and obeyed obediently.

After walking like this for an unknown amount of time, there was still no light ahead, and there was no exit, only the haunting Devil May Cry, making eerie cries.

Wei Qing murmured: "As long as I can be with Xuanfang, I don't regret it."

Mo Xuanfang knew that he was afraid of emboldening himself, but his heart felt warm.Mo Xuanfang has been cultivating Taoism for 3000 years with justice in his heart. He takes the protection of the common people on his shoulders and vows to eliminate demons and defend Taoism as his only responsibility.But in his heart, he is indifferent to world affairs because he pursues the way of immortality and often judges fate.

Only Wei Qing allowed him to taste the beauty and warmth of the world, which surpassed the 3000 years of practice.

He took Wei Qing's hand and said, "I don't regret it either."

Under the purple and gold light, the two looked at each other, as if thousands of years had passed.

After walking for a while, Mo Xuanfang stopped suddenly, ordering Wei Qing not to raise his head, while he looked around carefully.

"We've been wandering here for at least half an hour. If I'm right, the formation's eye should be around here. That's why the power of the evil spirits is so strong that we can't leave."

"No wonder I feel the wind is blowing, colder than any other place." Wei Qing moved closer to Mo Xuanfang.

Mo Xuanfang ordered him to sit in meditation with his eyes closed and recite the mantra, and then melted some pieces of Daluo's golden body to protect his body. The golden armor was so dazzling that at least the nearby evil spirits would not dare to approach him for an hour or two.

He himself drove the whisk to guide the way, beheading the evil spirits that approached him along the way.

But the evil spirits in the formation are protected by the law of heaven. Before breaking the formation, they are immortal and can be resurrected after death. It is useless to kill more.

They all flew towards the place where the evil spirits gathered, the stronger the power of seizing souls, it was the place where the magic weapon was hiding.

Sure enough, after clearing the three gathering places, the sound of ghost cries suddenly stopped, and all the ghosts fell to the ground, and the Sanskrit sound came from the ears. Hearing the Sanskrit chanting in this hell full of evil spirits is even more gloomy Weird to the extreme.

On the other hand, Mo Xuanfang snorted coldly, shaking his wrist lightly, the whisk in his hand suddenly swelled like a waterfall, pulled out the purple gold long whip, and swung it three times, a huge gap suddenly opened in the ground, and the dark green light inside surged, slowly A towering giant tree rises.

And in the trunk of the tree, there is a long-haired woman sitting upright. She is dressed in green, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. She closes her eyes and folds her hands together, singing in the dim green light. However, the woman's palms are very thick, which is extremely inconsistent with her face. Like two tiger claws, the back of the huge palm is covered with black and yellow spots, and the nails are as long as curved hooks.

When those evil spirits saw the woman, they all stood up in unison, their eyes turned blood red, and they turned towards Mo Xuanfang.

Mo Xuanfang suddenly felt the entanglements and pulls in his consciousness, he couldn't hold it any longer, his breath surged, and he took a step back slightly.

But the Da Luo Jinxian is a Da Luo Jinxian after all, suddenly burst out his profound energy, danced wildly like a purple snake, strangled and killed hundreds of evil spirits around him in an instant, and pointed at the woman in the towering tree——

ghost mother...

The ghost mother guards the hell, and at this time she turns into a tree spirit in the towering sacred tree, an ancient magic weapon, commanding all ghosts and envoys to heaven.

Mo Xuanfang's purple air came out frequently, and he was relentless. Among the thousands of ghosts, the fly whisk rolled past and wrapped the ghost mother's body tightly, and was about to strangle the ghost mother, but the ghost mother disappeared from the fly whisk, and the surrounding area was completely empty. , The dust fly strangled a piece of white light, and the ghost mother had already escaped from the encirclement of the purple air of Xuantian, and came directly to Mo Xuanfang.

Mo Xuanfang only felt a trace of coolness seep in along the sleeves on both sides, and it swam quickly on the arms, rushed to the back of the neck, and suddenly burrowed under the skin, but it fell right into Mo Xuanfang's plan.

Just hearing "Ah", the ghost mother has revealed her original form, she is still a pretty woman.

But under the green luo shirt was the body of a long snake, with tiger arms and eagle claws, wrapped around her whole body by the purple energy of Mo Xuan, Fang Xuan and Xuan Tian, ​​and the whisk followed closely, sweeping her to the ground.

Mo Xuanfang flicked his wrist, pulled Fuchen like an awl, and said sharply: "Cang Ping, why don't you come out of the ghost mother's body soon, and get entangled with her, are you afraid of damaging your Taoist body?"

Before she finished speaking, Taoist robes appeared faintly inside the ghost mother's body, and a middle-aged man could be vaguely seen, it was Zhao Cangping, the master of the palace of ceremonies.

His face overlapped with that of the ghost mother, and his face was covered with a layer of green light, which was very strange.

He only listened to the chorus of the woman and the man and said: "Mo Xuanfang, if you are good for the Ziyun Sect, you should surrender immediately. I, Zhao Cangping, have entered the Taoist sect in this life. If I die, I will win glory for the righteous way. What is a mere Taoist body?" So-called."

As he said, the two bodies reunited to become the ghost mother. She jumped up, and the green light of the towering sacred tree behind her soared. Sanskrit chanted again, disturbing people's hearts. The branches and leaves stretched out, and countless black spheres fell from the branches. Rolled to the ground and turned into countless evil spirits.

The Ghost Mother disappeared under the whisk again, and suddenly she slashed through the whisk with her sharp claws.Rao Mo Xuanfang dodged quickly, but she also grabbed a piece of white gauze from his chest.

And the evil ghosts seized this opportunity to compete to eat Mo Xuanfang's living soul, even if there was a ten-thousandth chance, the soul might be taken away.

At this time, the Sanskrit chanting suddenly moved from near to far, and the branches and leaves of the sacred tree stretched in another direction.

Mo Xuanfang's heart tightened, and he looked up, and sure enough, he saw Wei Qing's figure moving slowly towards this side, and the ghosts and ghosts behind him must have forced him to come to the front of the formation.

Although Wei Qing had a golden armor to protect his body, he couldn't clear his consciousness because of the evil ghost's infatuation, and he had to protect the golden dragon in his body from being captured. At a critical moment, he was forced to move his body, but he didn't want to be in the eyes of the array.

Fortunately, he kept Mo Xuanfang's words in mind and never raised his head. Although there were many evil spirits, they couldn't attack them for a while.

But when he was chanting the Sanskrit, he was upset, turned his head suddenly, and suddenly saw Mo Xuanfang wrestling with the ghost mother, worried in his heart, a wisp of living soul floated out of the golden armor, and was caught by the nearest evil ghost.

At this moment, the golden dragon in the body suddenly raised its head and screamed, a burst of golden energy surged out, blocking the evil spirit, and pulled Wei Qing's soul back.

At the same time, there was a thunderbolt in the sky, and the entire imaginary mountain trembled, and a bolt of lightning hit the golden dragon in Wei Qing's body with the sound of thunder. How could a magic dragon be born in the magic circle of heaven? , Wearily shrunk into a ball.

Wei Qing's body, which had never crossed the catastrophe, was vulnerable to a single blow, and he fell headlong, with a big hole in his shirt behind him, and his back was scorched black.

"Si Ying!"

Mo Xuanfang gritted his teeth tightly, the veins on the back of his clenched hand were bulging, the red mark on his forehead was shining with blood, and the redness in his white clothes poured out.

He turned around, his beard and hair were all flying, and he looked at the ghost mother coldly: "I want your life."