The cyclone around it was still expanding, and it kept stretching in all directions.
The clouds in the sky changed color, and the sun was shining brightly, but now the clouds were overhead.
The ground trembled beneath his feet, as if the end of the world was coming.
Although the old ghost Song Youfu was two or three miles away, he also felt the domineering airflow, and he was so frightened that he continued to flee away, panicking like flying.
The ghost Taoist didn't dare to slack off, and with the lid of the altar, he chased after the old ghost Song Youfu and ran wildly. ran out of more than three miles in one breath, and the ghost chief dared to look back.
I saw that the cyclone in the sky was still spinning wildly, stirring up the entire canopy, and it seemed to be turning.
At the center of the cyclone, falling from high altitude, there were thunder and lightning flashes from time to time, echoing the movement in the jar, and the sound was extremely terrifying.
"It's not going to be like that, open the gate of heaven," the Onido chief thought as he stared at the sky.
If the Heavenly Gate is opened now, the Ghost Dao Chief is really not ready.
The old ghost Song Youfu stepped forward, hid behind the ghost Dao Chief, and said tremblingly: "Dao Chief, this day's battle is so powerful" The Ghost Dao Leader retracted his thoughts and shook his head slightly: "The Heavenly Absolute Array is the first formation, but it is actually not powerful, and there are even more powerful ones in the future." ” "Dao Chief, it's a pity that I can't see it, you want to seal me here" Song Youfu was pitiful and said: "Dao Chief, when the ten jars are found, you can seal me again" "No, I've made up my mind."
The Ghost Daoist said.
Song Youfu didn't dare to say any more, and was secretly sad on the side.
He knew that after a while, the murderous energy in the jar was consumed a little, and the ghost dao chief would take the jar away and keep himself.
The ghost Taoist chief was also a little sad in his heart.
In his life, the ghost chief didn't have many friends.
When I came back this time, I was inseparable from Song Youfu for many months.
But this place is suitable for sealing Song Youfu, and the ghost Taoist is really unwilling to look elsewhere.
After all, it's about the afterlife, and the ghost chief knows that it's best to plan early.
Heaven is changing, there are variables in the fixed number, in case of an accident, his last words can not be explained.
Therefore, the head of the ghost path still plans to put Song Youfu here first and leave his last words, so as to ensure that decades later, the apprentices of the three poor junior disciples can find Song Youfu and see his last words.
In a moment of melancholy, the power of the cyclone in the distance weakened, and it seemed that the murderous aura in the jar had been consumed against the beast soul.
The head of the ghost path sat down cross-legged and meditated to make himself feel at ease.
During this period of time, he was running around, and his heart was always focused on the matter of the altar, and the ghost Taoist also felt that he was too eager and needed to be adjusted.
Thinking of this, the Ghost Dao Chief closed his eyes, no longer thinking about the altar, and let the cyclone roar in the distance.
Song Youfu watched from the side, looking at the huge whirlwind for a while, and then looking at the ghost path chief.
More than an hour passed, and the Ghost Dao Chief sat on the ground, motionless, without even blinking his eyelids.
It seems that the world has nothing to do with him, and the jar in the distance has nothing to do with him.
The wind gradually settled, and the sun shone dimly.
Song Youfu stared ahead, and suddenly exclaimed: "Dao Chief, something from the east is coming, it seems to be a person, running towards the altar" The "human" ghost Taoist was taken aback, and hurriedly opened his eyes to look.
It's a deserted place, and no one should come.
But the ghost path chief saw that a tall figure was flying towards the altar, and the speed was as fast as a cheetah.
"Bold, dare to rob my treasure" The ghost Taoist couldn't sit still anymore, swished up, and fled away.
The ghost path is the first to come, appearing in front of the altar out of thin air.
The big man who was rushing couldn't hold his foot, and when he saw the ghost road chief, he was taken aback, and hurriedly turned around, but fell to the ground with a thud.
The ghost path chief breathed a sigh of relief, this guy was so embarrassed, it turned out that he was not a master.
Looking at the person's dress again, the ghost Taoist smiled even more.
This guy is two feet tall, but he is covered in white hair, has no clothes and no shoes, has a prominent forehead, deep-set eyes, a wide mouth and a long chin, and is clearly a wild man.
The wild man also knew that this was a treasure, and he also wanted to come and get a piece of the pie The ghost Taoist smiled bitterly, waved his hand and shouted: "Duh, this is my thing, I don't want to die, get away" The wild man got up from the ground, bared his teeth and snorted, and suddenly reached out and grabbed the neck of the ghost leader.
Because the ghost path chief is too short in front of the wild people, he is just pitiful like a monkey.
The savage probably thinks that killing the ghost leader is as simple as pinching an ant to death.
But the ghost leader sneered, and his figure was like a ghost, standing behind the wild man.
The wild man missed, but there was no target in front of him, so he couldn't help but wonder and turned around to look for it.
But as soon as the wild man turned around, the ghost path chief had already kicked out, right in the wild man's lower abdomen.
With a thud, the wild man crouched down.
The Ghost Dao Chief picked up the Heavenly Machine Disk and smashed it on the wild man's head, knocking the wild man unconscious, and then turned around to look at the altar.
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The jar was already calm, and there was no sound.
The Onido Chief nodded, closed the lid, picked up the jar and left the water's edge.
"Dao Chief, where are you going to take such a big altar?"
asked Song Youfu.
"It's a secret, you can't say it."
The Ghost Dao Master put down the altar and said, "Blessed, the hour has come, and I will seal you." ” "Dao Chief" Song Youfu knelt down, sad in his heart.
He also knew that after that, he would never see the ghost Dao chief again.
This farewell is an eternal farewell.
"There is no feast in the world, and you need not be sad."
The ghost Taoist chief was in a calm mood, opened the package he carried with him, and began to write a letter, and after a few hurried strokes, he immediately folded it and said, "These words will be handed over to my senior nephew in the future, a Maoshan disciple surnamed Ding."
When the time comes, he will come to your rescue. ” Song Youfu nodded tearfully.
The Ghost Dao Chief took out another ghost suppression talisman, waved his hand, and accepted the old ghost Song Youfu into it.
Afterwards, the ghost leader folded the ghost talisman, put it together with the previous letter, clamped it with two copper coins, wrapped it in plastic sheeting, and threw it into the lake in the distance.
The lake rippled, and the ripples gradually disappeared.
"Blessed, it's just that I've suffered you, and I want you to stay here for decades" The ghost Taoist looked at the lake, and after a while, he picked up the altar and didn't look back.
The jar is very large, like a small water tank, and it is naturally inconvenient to carry it around.
Therefore, the ghost road chief rests during the day and travels at night.
After more than ten days, the ghost Taoist took this jar and came to the area of Dingjun Mountain.
Halfway up the Dingjun Mountain, the ghost chief hid this jar, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, came to a populated place, and booked a room in the hotel for rest.
After resting for two days, the ghost Taoist visited the Wuhou Temple, and like Ding Ermiao later, he also went straight to the desert a hundred miles away, which was the desert where Ding Ermiao got the corpse whip later.
There are too many secrets buried in that desert, and the ghost path chief can't guess it, so I want to visit it. 160420oshow7: