Huangliang Inn

Towards the end of the hour, a pale stream of fire flashed across the night sky.

In the light of the fire, the fat white weapon spirit waved its small hands, offering a large amount of spiritual power, its skin turned into bronze, its sharp teeth exposed the corners of its lips, blue aura flashed from its fingertips, and turned into a wine glass-shaped cover, straight to the large group in front of it The black mist shrouded it.

Distorted ghosts loomed in the fog, as if they were avoiding the power contained in the aura. Instead of confronting them head-on, they continued to speed up, just wanting to get rid of the spirit behind them as soon as possible.

Qi Ling persevered and launched attacks again and again, consuming more and more spiritual power.

The ghost has never fought, nor was it injured in the slightest. While avoiding the aura, the speed is getting faster and faster, and it seems that it will distance itself from Qi Ling.

Qi Ling was so angry that he yelled, his voice carried terrifying power, and the surrounding air vibrated accordingly, showing layers of transparent ripples, which suddenly merged into huge waves, and wave after wave hit the black mist ahead.

Squeezed and surrounded by huge waves, the ghost shadow could no longer escape calmly, caught in the aura, the black mist began to distort and deform, the edges were constantly being eaten away, and large strands of black smoke drifted away, disappearing into the night sky continuously.

Once Qi Ling succeeded, he couldn't help being overjoyed, and immediately continued his efforts, not hesitating to consume the will-o'-the-wisp that he had swallowed before, to catch the ghost in the black mist.

"Look where you're going!"

"court death!"

Seeing that Qi Ling was chasing more and more closely, and there was no sign of giving up, the ghost finally stopped dodging, turned around, gathered a large cloud of ghost energy in the fog, and turned into a pitch-black spear with an extremely sharp tip, lingering in the ghostly place. Green will-o'-the-wisps.Skull faces appeared in the fire, making sharp roars and ghost cries.

Accompanied by the cries of the ghost, the ghost shadow held a spear in his hand, circulated Yin Qi, and stabbed directly at Qi Ling.

At the very moment, a dazzling white light appeared all over Qi Ling's body, and the bluestone eight trigrams hanging around his neck rotated rapidly, and blue spiritual power poured out of his body, following the trajectory of the eight trigrams, a yin-yang array was erected in front of him.

The array exploded with astonishing power, barely blocking the stabbing spear.In the picture, a long cyan chain flew out, wrapped around the body of the black spear, and devoured the will-o'-the-wisp wrapped around the tip of the spear with spiritual light.

The ghost did not back down, but chose to confront the enemy head-on, advancing the spear continuously, shattering the array with terrifying power, the spear tip gathered the will-o'-the-wisps again, and the flames turned into evil spirits, hitting the vital points of the weapon spirit.

"You monsters don't want to conform to the way of heaven, don't want to follow the righteous way, but instead help the rebels, and do things that violate the laws of heaven and earth, you should be punished!"

The voice of the ghost shadow was sharp, like a sword strike.

The will-o'-the-wisps were blazing, but the tip of the spear was extremely cold.

The array was broken and difficult to reunite, Qi Ling realized that something was wrong, and was about to grit his teeth and transform his body, when the domineering dragon spirit suddenly attacked.

"grown ups!"

Accompanied by Qi Ling's cheers, a slender figure came through the air, his shirt was blown up by the wind, making a sound of hunting.Her black hair fluttered in the wind, like the finest black silk.

The silver bells rang, and the quaint rhythm echoed in the night.

Yan Jue squeezed the magic seal with his hands, and wove a large group of spiritual nets with his spiritual power, while protecting the spirit of the weapon, he shook the spear in Ghost Shadow's hand.

The will-o'-the-wisp went out instantly, and the spear shattered into several pieces, which quickly turned into black smoke.

Qi Ling finally waited for the backer, immediately flattened his mouth in grievance, his big eyes were wet, and plunged into Yan Xun's arms, rubbed his chubby face vigorously, pointed at the ghost opposite with his little finger, and complained: "My lord, he bullied me! He said If you speak badly, he still wants to stab me with a spear! If you don’t come again, I will be impaled into a clepsydra, and I will never be able to make wine for adults again!”

The ghost image distorted for a while, and without caring about distinguishing it, it quickly withdrew its ghost aura and was about to turn around and run away.

"Want to go?"

Yan Jue picked up Qi Ling with one hand, put the little guy on his shoulder, stopped shaking the silver bell, but spread his five fingers, formed a giant hand with spiritual power, and grabbed the ghost.

Guiying sensed the danger, and didn't dare to turn back, but continued to use ghost energy to increase the speed to the extreme.

It's a pity that Yan Jue was faster.

The giant hand struck behind the ghost in an instant, and the five fingers gathered forward, easily grasping the ghost in the palm, tightening it tighter and tighter.

The ghost howled sharply, streaks of black energy sprang up all over his body, and he rampaged in the cage formed by the giant hands, trying his best to break through the barrier.

But the giant hand was as solid as a rock, the ghost struggled for a long time, most of the ghost energy was consumed, the ghost body became transparent, there was still no way to escape, not even a chance to escape.

"Ok?"

Yan Jue brought the ghost image in front of him, and found that there was something wrong with the ghost image, so he immediately squeezed the seal with his hand and penetrated into the ghost body.In less than two breaths, the ghost howled again, quickly spreading into a large cloud of black mist.

The black mist dissipated, and a cracked jade tablet fell to the ground.

The surface of the jade plaque was covered with cobweb-like lines, and it was already broken.The word "Fengdu" faintly appears in the lines.

Qi Ling flew closer, saw the broken jade tablet, recognized the handwriting on it, and was so angry that his braids would explode.He tried his best to chase all the way, and was almost tied into a clepsydra, but the one he chased turned out to be a counterfeit? !

Yan Jue bent down to pick up the jade card, flipped over the back of the jade card, saw the familiar ghost pattern, and immediately sneered: "So that's the case, no wonder even you were deceived."

"My lord?" Qi Ling lay on Yan Jue's shoulder, tilted her head, her big eyes were full of puzzlement.

Yan Jue patted his head, brushed the ghost pattern with his fingers, and injected a spiritual force.

The ghost pattern was faintly shining, and a turbid fluorescence emerged, and the blood-red pattern gradually faded, revealing a little bit of gold hidden underneath.

"This is not a ghost pattern, but a divine pattern." The moment the golden light appeared, Yan Jue quickly locked the jade tablet to ensure that no half of his spiritual energy would overflow, "The so-called land of ghosts is just a blindfold."

"My lord, I don't understand." Qi Ling tilted his head.

"I don't understand?" Yan Jue tapped Qi Ling's forehead and said with a smile, "The land here does not exist anymore, and it is true that you violate the laws of heaven and be punished, and become a ghost. But how long it will survive is still to be seen. Discuss."

"So that's the case." Qi Ling suddenly realized, "Is someone planning to fake it behind the scenes?"

"Yes." Yan Jue clasped Qi Ling's little head and said with a smile, "It's considered smart."

As the words fell, the word "Fengdu" on the jade card gradually disappeared, and the cracks on the card continued to deepen and become denser, and finally shattered in the spiritual light, turning into powder on the spot.

Yan Jue squeezed the magic seal with his hands, and extracted the last trace of immortal power left by the jade tablet. Although it was small, it was enough for him to discern the aura contained in it.

Unlike the emperor Taiyi who plotted against him ten thousand years ago, he is quite similar to the ancestor witch.

Yan Jue pondered for a moment, then traced in the air with his fingers, simulating the divine pattern that he had just seen.Compared with what I remember, the divine pattern on the jade card is indeed similar to that of the Wu family. With its inherent power, it is definitely not from the deity, but more like imitating it with divine power.

While thinking about it, Yan Jue suddenly realized something, and returned to the inn with Qi Ling, quickly opened the wooden drawer behind the counter, took out wooden slips covered with red lines, and used spiritual power to check the souls collected in the wooden slips.

At first glance, there was nothing abnormal. After several careful inspections, and finally guided by dragon energy, I realized something was wrong.Just one-third of the souls collected in a hundred years have been imprinted.

These imprints are extremely hidden, covered by the power of the divine pattern, and they cannot be found without deliberate search.

"It's really a good method."

Yan Jue let out a sneer, pushed open the door of the inn, and jumped into the air, the domineering aura enveloped the whole body, and transformed into a mirage dragon spirit, raised his head and chanted, and his voice shook the sky.

The strong wind swept across the night sky, and the spiritual power spread into rain.

A large cloud of spiritual mist filled the air. In the mist, the black dragon's body was looming, its long tail sliced ​​through the night sky, its sharp claws tore through the clouds, its golden eyes were sharp, and its mouth could swallow stars.

Above the heavenly court, Geng Chen was blocking Laojun's alchemy room. The latter was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him, but he couldn't do anything about him.He didn't want to be blocked by Yinglong again, so he ordered Xiantong to fetch the jade bottle containing the new elixir, and threw it all to him without caring about his heartache.

"The panacea is here, you..."

Before Laojun finished speaking, the sound of the dragon's chant shook the heavens.

Geng Chen's expression changed suddenly, his pupils turned into red gold, and he flew towards the place where the sound came from, not forgetting to take away all the elixir before leaving.

Laojun didn't have time to feel sorry for his elixir, so he quickly counted with his fingers, waved his sleeve to take a picture of the universe mirror, saw the picture in it, couldn't help sighing: "The ancestor dragon is sleeping, the mirage dragon has been suppressed for thousands of years, now I'm afraid I can't hold it down anymore, do I really want to go against the sky?"

"Shangshen?" Xiantong seemed to understand, his face was full of doubts.

"Close the gate of the palace from now on." Laojun took back the Qiankun Mirror and ordered, "No matter who comes, I will never see you."

"Yes!"