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Chapter 68: Four Spirit Yang Array


It was not so much the sound of footsteps, but the sound of a cheetah running at full speed with its four paws, Lin Yi was not ready, and saw a strange figure covered in white that flashed into the tomb in an instant, and actually stayed on the layer where Lin Yi was, that is, the layer of dead things, and it was only when the white shadow stopped moving that Lin Yi saw the other party's face clearly.I saw that the other party was actually a naked person, to be exact, it should be an old man, the old man's limbs were lying on the ground like a beast, his skin was pale and smooth, but the strange thing was that there was a large white beard hanging from his mouth, and the whole looked like an indescribable sense of incongruity, and what was even more strange was that the old man actually had a smile similar to happiness on his face, but his eyes were like beasts, staring at the hand that Lin Yi stretched out into the coffin to see the appearance of the white shadow, Lin Yi and Xin Chen were both shocked, because they both recognized the old man's arm, which was exactly the same as the one he had seen in the secret passage before, obviously this old man was the mysterious ghost, looking at the evil eyes of the ghost, Lin Yi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and the hand that stretched out to the ten directions to destroy the fragments also retracted unconsciously.He had a hunch that if he really pulled the pieces out of the coffin, the ghost would definitely rush towards him as soon as possible, but although Lin Yi had already taken his hand back, the ghost's eyes were still staring at Lin Yi.This feeling of being interrogated made Lin Yi feel irritated in his heart, and his other hand quietly reached into his arms, ready to take out a charm to fight with this ghost.Before Lin Yi could make a move, a flash of fire suddenly rushed up from below, and it hit the ghost on the body accurately, and the ghost couldn't dodge and eat a blow, and the part of his body hit by the firelight instantly became charred black, but this scorched black only lasted for a few seconds, and then changed back to its original color, it seemed that the firelight just now was no different from tickling for the ghost.Although the firelight did not hurt the ghost seriously, it still attracted the attention of the ghost, only to see Xinchen take out a string of charms strung with blood-red rope out of nowhere, raised his head and pointed at the ghost: "The demon has the ability to come down and hide on it with me, what kind of ability is it" Seeing Xinchen's move to attract the ghost, Lin Yi hurriedly said: "Xinchen, you go out first, I will take away the fragments of the destruction of the ten directions, and then go out and join you" Xinchen surprisingly didn't listen to Lin Yi this time, and surrounded the string of charms in his hand into a trap on his body and said:" Brother Lin, hurry up, I'll help you with it first" Lin Yi knew that Xinchen was actually about the same strength as himself, looking at the ghost's posture, he couldn't stand it for long, and was about to let Xinchen go out again, but was stopped by Xinchen and said: "Brother Lin, my life is in your hands, we must get the fragments that will be destroyed in all directions, if you don't do it again, I will die to show you" The first time he saw Xinchen so firm, Lin Yi didn't know what to do, but looking back, Xinchen was also right, so he didn't hesitate, Reaching out and grabbing the ten extinction fragments in the coffin, he began to pull them out with all his might.But the strange thing is that the fragment seems to have merged with the coffin, no matter how hard Lin Yi tries, the fragment just doesn't move.In the end, Lin Yi really had no choice, so he had to use his aura to increase his strength and try to pull out the fragment again.Besides, the ghost was completely enraged by Xinchen's real fire, and he couldn't care about Lin Yi, who was pulling out all the strength of the ten directions, his body jumped slightly, and he actually fell on the layer of the living thing where Xinchen was and fell on the opposite side of Xinchen to observe the ghost at such a close distance, Xinchen had already had the intention of leaving quickly, but when he looked up and saw that Lin Yi was still there desperately pulling out the ten directions, his emotions calmed down instantly, and he raised his hand to quickly form a few complicated handprints, and the rope linked to the circle of charms around him suddenly broke off, The spell still maintains a circle formation, expanding several times in the air, surrounding the ghost in the middle, and the ghost doesn't seem to know what's going on, standing in the middle of the spell with an indifferent attitude, and the smile on his face seems to have turned into ridicule at this moment.Xinchen seemed to be angered by the ridicule on the face of the ghost, bit his index finger, wiped a drop of blood on his forehead, and then slapped that hand on the ground and said: "Qiankun borrows the law, the Four Spirits Yang Array" At this moment, Lin Yi, who was standing above, clearly felt that the aura around Xinchen's body suddenly multiplied, and even a gust of wind blew in the entire tomb, and the spells that surrounded him saw that a pure white pillar of light was formed, and the ghost was firmly imprisoned inside, and the moment the pillar of light was formed, Xin Chen's face turned white, and the corners of his mouth even oozed a trace of blood, but the hand he pressed on the ground did not leave the ground, and he was still desperately inputting spiritual energy into the Four Spirit Yang Array.Seeing this situation, Lin Yi was also very anxious in his heart, grabbed the fragments that were destroyed in all directions with both hands, stepped on the top of the tomb with both feet, and regardless of his own safety, he mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to the maximum, and pulled out the fragments with full horsepower.However, Lin Yi's feet were deeply sunk into the top of the tomb, but the fragments that were destroyed in all directions were still unmoving, Lin Yi was already sweating profusely, and the skin and flesh of his palms were also rubbed out of blood by the edge of the extinction in all directions, but no matter how desperate Lin Yi tried, he could never shake the ten sides that were wiped out.The ghost trapped in the pillar of light is not nothing, I saw that the pure white light in the center of the pillar of light is like a cluster of scorching flames, constantly burning the skin of the ghost, originally presenting a strange miserable white ghost, at this time it is already scorched black, it seems that it should have suffered a lot of losses, but despite this, the ghost did not make any sound, as if the burns on his body were just a breeze for him.Seeing this, Xin Chen bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and spurted out a mouthful of blood at the hand that was pressed on the ground.The pillar of light seemed to be activated, and the range of the aperture actually expanded a few points again, and the ghost inside finally couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a piercing scream, just when Xin Chen thought that he had successfully subdued the ghost, the ghost suddenly raised a thin claw, and drew a few times in front of him, and in an instant, a pure purple spell with a pattern that Xin Chen had never seen before appeared in front of him, and the moment this spell appeared, the four spirit yang array spells around him seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, Unexpectedly, they all took back the light they emitted at once, slowly floated to the ground and burned into ashes, and got the pillar of light that trapped the ghost, and thus became fragmented, the "poof" formation was broken, Xinchen was also injured with a breath, and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, but not long after Xinchen fell to the ground, he struggled to raise his head, and pointed at the ghost with a look of fear: "You are Guiguzi in this scripture Yin Fu Seven Techniques":