The figure of the rickety body is as thin as firewood, and from a distance, it looks like a bamboo pole stuck in the barren grassland, his head hangs as if his lumbar vertebrae are broken, and this figure looks like a scarecrow in the rural bud rice field from a distance.
A yin wind suddenly blew in the courtyard, and the nearly half-meter-long wild grass moved with the wind, and it was blown loudly, and the scarecrow actually floated slowly with the yin wind.
The moonlight on the horizon was obscured by a dark cloud at some point, and the entire resort yard looked dark and gloomy.
They swallowed their saliva, but they couldn't even say a word of fear when they opened their mouths.
Tang Xia said in a low voice: "It's not a ghost, it's a human ······ He has a shadow."
Xiang Que squinted his eyes and said, "But it's more terrible than a ghost, you go back to the building."
"Huh?
Yes?
Li Mingwen turned around and looked at the dark clubhouse and asked, "What if I run into those red-clothed imps again?"
” "It's better than touching him, just do what I say" Xiang Que handed them a few runes and said: "Take it with you, you can't get close to you when you touch the ghost" Xiang Que said to Tang Xia again: "You protect them, I will deal with this person" Tang Xia hesitated and then nodded, and returned to the building with a few people, she saw that people can use what they can float and not use to walk, it is to use their own cultivation to urge the Dao Qi to drive the body forward, and people in the ordinary realm can't reach it at all, at least in the Tang family, only now they have lived to be more than 100 years old The old lady has this way, and none of the remaining Tang family has reached such a point.
Tang Xia really didn't understand what kind of confidence Xiang Que had to dare to face this person, at least Tang Xia didn't think that Xiang Quan's Taoism could reach the other party's level.
The cultivation of people in the yin and yang realm of feng shui is cultivated overnight, even if she is a genius like her, she is only in the late stage of gathering qi, this is still achieved with the power of the Tang family, and there are people in their twenties who have stepped into the realm of condensation, but as far as Tang Xia knows, there is no direction in this person This surname.
The figure that floated closer to see it was more real, saying that it was a little bleak and praising him, the other party was completely skinned with bones, there was no flesh on his body, the skin wrapped in bones was dark and dry, his eyes were deeply sunken into his sockets, and his hands were long of the turquoise nails.
"You, the little imp who killed me?
That's right, you still have their breath on you, do you know how many years it took me to refine these little ghosts" His voice was hoarse, as if his vocal cords had been broken by how many knives had been cut, like the movement of fingernails scratching on the board, It's quite uncomfortable to listen to.
He has a strange accent, and although he speaks Mandarin, he obviously has an extremely strong regional accent.
"I can make my little ghost fly away in an instant, and there is only a trace of ghost energy left between heaven and earth, it seems that you should have used the fire of the sun to burn" The scarecrow laughed dryly and said: "If you can have such a method, I think you have a little background behind the master······ I will not destroy you for a while , only extract your soul and soul and imprison it here, and let your master send someone to redeem it, the price will naturally be worth my dead imps."
"Want to imprison me?
I'm afraid you won't be able to pay the price" Xiang Que pointed to the scarecrow and said, "You can pretend?"
Relying on the Tao is more confident than talking, I'm grassing you, today I have to let you kneel down and sing conquest for me, don't kneel your head and do a fart for you" Xiang Que's scolding made the scarecrow stunned, and he didn't answer.
In the Feng Shui Yin and Yang Realm, the high and low of the Tao is the watershed, and the difference between the levels is relative, which is an insurmountable gap, and he feels that Xiang Queda will definitely not be able to catch up with half of his strength when he cultivates from his mother's womb, but he is so arrogant that he suddenly confused himself.
The scarecrow said in a daze: "How do I think you are more confident than me, better than me?"
Where did you learn from?"
Xiang Que said speechlessly: "Do you think we are two children fighting?"
If you can't do it, just pull the parents out?
Are you a tiger or not?
Is it a tiger or not······ Grass, I'm not in the same direction as your tiger, you're welcome" Xiang Lack index finger and middle finger between half of the tip of the sword, standing in the wind quite domineering Yao pointed at the other party and said: "Grass, what are you, the road is higher than the ox?"
There are so many people in this world, do you know who is the dragon and who is the phoenix on the road?
I have to let you understand a truth today, martial arts in the world are not Only fast and unbreakable ······" Xiang Que frantically summoned the Dao Qi in his body to urge half an iron sword, and as soon as his fingers were released, the tip of the sword flew towards the scarecrow.
The scarecrow's eyes widened, and the white sword of the killing god was furious, and when he flew towards him, he already felt that the boundless evil aura seemed to be able to cut through his body in an instant.
As if sensing a hint of danger, he tapped his toes lightly, and his body floated to the side, the scarecrow slowly raised his right hand, stretched out a finger at the iron sword out of thin air, and suddenly seeped out from his fingertips A green qi wrapped around the tip of the sword.
The green qi was very thick, like a green dragon actually wrapped half of the iron sword tightly.
"Sure enough, it's the realm of condensation, it's a little fucking tricky" Those who can release the Dao Qi must be the people of the Concentration Realm, gathering Qi can only let the Qi of Heaven and Earth gather in their own bodies, but Condensing can let the Dao Qi release to drive the enemy.
"Front, soldier, fight, one, all, array, column, in, front" Xiang Missing a series of rapid successive changes of nine gestures, after reciting the nine-character mantra mantra in turn, half of the tip of the sword suddenly trembled wildly when it was fighting with the green qi, and the sword body shook wildly.
Xiang Que bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood in his mouth, he took a deep breath and spit out, and the blood containing nearly half of Xiang Que's own qi was sprinkled on the half of the iron sword.
"Visible and secluded, ghosts and gods look far away, the ancestor of the soul is under the golden level, and the gods and ghosts will step on the clouds to ······" Xiang Que suddenly craned his neck, his lips slightly opened and sang in the direction of the ghost city of Xudu: "The soul is at ease, and there is no obstacle······ Killing the god in vain, the soul returns, killing the god in vain, the soul returns, killing the god in vain, the soul Return······" As Xiang Que chanted the Soul Sutra, there was a loud roar in the void that resounded between heaven and earth.
An ethereal figure suddenly condensed from the tip of the sword.
The figure that had condensed out of thin air was nearly a zhang tall, and he was wearing a suit of armor and holding a long sword, the tip of which pointed far into the sky.
Although it was just a vague phantus, a boundless evil aura seemed to run through the sky, extremely domineering!