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321.Chapter 321: The White Evil Spirit


As the blood became more and more, the outermost circle of glutinous rice had been burned black and infiltrated inside.

The pony looked up at Ye Shaoyang, who was standing not far in front of him, and shouted: "Think of a way, what are you doing standing there stupidly!"

” As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden "bang", and a pair of hands suddenly reached out from the nearby pool of blood, grabbed the pony's hair, and dragged it towards the pool of blood.

"Bang!"

The Soul Hook flew in, and the tip struck both hands with a blow, shattering them.

The pony rubbed his head, returned to the middle of the "protective circle" in shock, and looked up at Ye Shaoyang.

"I'm stupid and that's what I'm doing," Ye Shaoyang glanced at him, and at this time, another pair of hands stretched out from the pool of blood, trying to catch the pony, but was broken by Ye Shaoyang with a whip, and asked the pony: "Did you bring a cinnabar gun?"

” Pony was stunned and nodded.

Ye Shaoyang threw another jujube wood sword to him, "Hurry up and take it out, use the gun at afar, and use this with the close." ” The pony took it and exclaimed, "If you don't have you, what are you doing for me?"

” "Capture the thief and capture the king, I'll go get a bloody corpse, I just demonstrated it to you, and if a bloody hand comes out, you just stab it."

After saying that, regardless of whether the pony agreed or not, he turned around and stepped out of the glutinous rice ring, throwing a drawn water charm into a pool of blood.

The rune paper does not sink when it encounters water, and the runes painted by cinnabar light up with a spiritual light, Ye Shaoyang stepped on it, recited the incantation, stepped on the spirit rune, and walked against the water.

Seeing him approaching, the fish-scaled corpse immediately stopped writhing, making a strange sound in its throat, and its hands kept slapping the pool of blood in front of it.

It was obviously a layer of blood and water spreading on the ground, but at this time, it was like a river and sea, with turbulent waves, rolling towards Ye Shaoyang, Ye Shaoyang pulled out the Seven Star Longquan Sword, pressed his thumb on the dragon crystal embedded in the hilt, and a purple light slashed, slashing the huge waves, and slid through the middle.

Countless pairs of bloody hands stretched out from the pool of blood, trying to grab Ye Shaoyang's feet.

Ye Shaoyang held a sword in one hand, and took out a handful of copper coins with the other, hitting them one by one, constantly smashing those bloody hands, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the fish-scale bloody corpse, raised the seven-star Longquan sword, and slashed it.

The fish scales and bloody corpse did not retreat, and with a shock of his arms, a huge bloody man jumped up from the pool of blood between the two of them, and pounced on Ye Shaoyang with a terrifying evil spirit.

Ye Shaoyang smiled faintly, cut his middle finger, and clicked on the hilt of the sword, and for a while, the purple light shone brightly, and the blade of the sword passed directly through the middle of the bloody man, and slashed down on the top of the head of the fish-scale bloody corpse.

At this moment, on the street outside, the white-clothed man standing beside Hu Wei snorted, trembled, and a white light flew out of him and entered the crack in the door of the Chinese medicine store.

In the next second, a white phantom suddenly appeared in front of the fish-scale bloody corpse, raised his hands high, and held the blade of the Seven-Star Longquan Sword alive.

Ye Shaoyang was startled, and looked fixedly, there was a translucent white figure in front of him, saying that it was a person, it was better to say that it was a robe with a one-piece hat, and inside was a ball of white steam, two thin and long eyes, and two beams of green light shot out of the white vapor.

Further down, the body became more and more transparent, and only a white robe could be seen wrapped around the body, and the legs could not be seen.

From its body, a strong aura of evil spirits emanated.

"Idiot, don't run yet!"

The white shadow emitted an ethereal boy, and the bloody corpse immediately turned around and ran, climbed up the ceiling, and fled in the direction of the stairs.

The white evil spirit held the Seven Star Longquan Sword with both hands, and said in a contemptuous tone: "Master Ye, but that's it, I'll see you next time." ” "That's it, don't leave if you come."

Ye Shaoyang suddenly let go of the hilt of the sword, pulled out the soul killing nail, held it with both hands, and stabbed into the white shadow's robe, while reciting the evil order, he swiped up and down, and with each stroke, there was an additional crack in the body of the white evil spirit.

Ye Shaoyang shouted without looking back while casting a spell: "Stop that bloody corpse!"

” The pony was stunned for a moment, knowing that this was meant for himself, and turned his head to see that the fish scale blood corpse had run to the position of the staircase, and was about to climb up, in a hurry, he suddenly remembered that before leaving, he brought the cinnabar gun with him, and immediately untied it from his waist, and shot at the fish scale blood corpse, hitting it in the back, and his body shook for a while, and his speed slowed down.

The hit of this shot gives pony encouragement, and he immediately fires another shot.

Over there, Ye Shaoyang had already used the soul extinguishing nail to decompose the body of the white evil spirit, leaving only one head, the white evil spirit shouted angrily, grabbed the brim of the white hat with one hand, pulled it back, and a beautiful woman's face appeared, giggling, pulling his mouth with both hands, and tearing it to both sides hard.

In the gushing of blood, the mouth was torn open to the size of a basketball, and in the middle was a dark depth, a powerful evil qi spread out, paused, and contracted towards the center of the black hole, and the circle of evil qi converged into a whirlpool, as its body continued to twist, the suction of the whirlpool became stronger and stronger, Ye Shaoyang was caught off guard, and his head was sucked in.

Immediately, there were bursts of ghost crying in his ears, and he went straight to his consciousness.

Ye Shaoyang was shocked, hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue, recited the blood breaking spell, opened his mouth and spit out, and at the same time, the hands that remained outside the black hole kept sealing, slapping the head of the evil spirit from both sides.

With a muffled snort, the evil spirit's body shook, and the power of the whirlpool also paused, Ye Shaoyang hurriedly pulled out his head, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the evil spirit's face, took out a cinnabar pen, and wrote the word "yao" on the evil spirit's face, recited the incantation, and shouted "Break!"

” The strokes of the character "爻" flashed with golden light, turning into eight sharp blades, which cut through the evil spirit's head and cut into countless pieces.

Three gunshots rang out behind him, and Pony hurriedly said, "Little Leaf, come on, I'm running out of bullets." ” Ye Shaoyang turned around to look, the back of the fish-scale bloody corpse was mottled with blood from cinnabar bullets, and he landed on all fours and crawled towards the top of the stairs.

Ye Shaoyang took out a handful of Five Emperor Money, hit the fish scale blood corpse in the air, knocked it down the stairs, stepped forward with an arrow, did not wait for the fish scale blood corpse to get up, rolled on the spot, rode on the back of the fish scale blood corpse, wrapped the soul hook rope around its neck, pulled it back hard, and felt out the soul killing nail with the other hand, and roared: "Heaven and earth are infinite, Qiankun borrows the law!"

” The Soul Destroying Nail stabbed into the Heavenly Spirit Cover of the fish-scale bloody corpse and thrust it into the end.

Black blood spurted out wildly, and the fish-scale bloody corpse struggled for a while, gurgling in his throat, spitting out a mouthful of black corpse gas, and his body slowly softened.

Outside, on the street, the man in white exhaled with an ugly face, and said coldly: "A good slave died!"