Liang Daosheng nodded, raised his staff, and waved it gently, and the nine consecutive rings let out a murderous soft groan, and his voice was cold: "Since you and I have different Dao hearts, I have to kill you to preach." ” Ye Shaoyang clenched his fists with both hands, slammed him to the ground, and said nothing.
He believes that Liang Daosheng understands that his bow is to respect his perseverance, although he is taking an extreme road.
Liang Daosheng danced the Zen stick with both hands, and for a while, there was a loud sound, and the wind was blowing.
Ye Shaoyang took a step forward, habitually made a sword lifting action, and found that his hand was empty, only then did he realize that he had pretended to be a little too much, and turned around and shouted: "I said, where is the knife?"
” No one in the Guandi Temple answered, Ye Shaoyang scolded secretly, and said to Liang Daosheng: "Wait for me for a while, I'll go in." ” Regardless of whether he agreed or not, he turned around and ran into the Guandi Temple, and when he raised his eyes, Lin Xiaoxian was unconscious under the statue.
The red light of the statue of Emperor Guan loomed, releasing a majestic and righteous aura, and even Ye Shaoyang felt a powerful oppression.
No, Guan Gong has appeared?
Without thinking too much, Ye Shaoyang rushed up, hugged his fist at the idol, and said, "Second master, borrow your treasure knife and use it, and I will return it to you when I come back." ” After finishing speaking, he grabbed the handle of the knife with both hands, and immediately felt a sinking in his hand, and a powerful breath poured into his body, and he hurriedly calmed down, jerked hard, and held it in his hand, and suddenly felt a sinking in his hand, and almost got out of his hand.
When I looked closely, it turned out that this knife was not made of clay, it was glowing blue under the cold light of the glow stick, but it was cast in bronze!
"Which one is so real, I got such a windy knife for the second master."
Ye Shaoyang muttered, fortunately, he has practiced physical arts since he was a child, and his strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, and he was angry at the moment, and rushed out of the temple gate with a knife, shouting: "Okay, you can fight!"
” Before the words fell, Ye Shaoyang was stunned by the scene in front of him: I saw that the sky was dark, and countless ghosts floated from the opposite side, all of them showed their true bodies, in different forms, some of their faces were fleshless, crawling with maggots, and some of their abdomen was broken and their intestines were entangled, each looking worse than the other, but all the ghosts were surrounded by green light, at least they were resentful spiritual cultivation.
Behind the group of ghosts, the bells rang loudly, and these ghosts also followed the rhythm of the bells, slowly fluttering.
Obviously, Liang Daosheng was shaking the evil spirit staff, controlling the actions of these ghosts through some kind of magical witchcraft.
"Ye Tianshi!"
Liang Daosheng's slightly tired voice floated in the yin wind, "I have released all the evil spirits sealed in the staff and arranged them into a 'Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul Array', and you and I are only in this array." ” When Ye Shaoyang heard this, it was in line with his own heart: the Qinglong Yanyue Knife was too heavy, and he couldn't hold it for too long by carrying it, and it was best to decide life and death for a while, and the strength of the two was close, and it was pointless to fight back and forth for a few rounds.
It's just that......
Although he had never heard the name of this formation, since Liang Daosheng dared to use this formation to gamble on life and death, he was obviously confident, and he didn't dare to take it lightly at the moment, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the blade.
I think that Guan Gong used this knife to kill six generals in five passes, and killed countless enemies under the knife, although it was only an imitation in the temple, but it received incense and brought the aura of the emperor.
Stimulated by the blood of the Heavenly Master, the blade of the sword was clear and bright, releasing a proud murderous aura.
A sense of arrogance in Ye Shaoyang's heart was also stimulated, and at the moment he held the knife in both hands and rushed towards the group of ghosts. , Guan Erye's things are really good!
Ye Shaoyang's confidence was shocked, he raised a big knife in his hand, killed a few ghosts that stood in the way, and rushed into the formation.
"The autumn wind can't afford to kill, the unjust ghosts run rampant, and when they are frightened by the wind and thunder, a hundred ghosts devour their souls!"
Liang Daosheng practiced Nanyang witchcraft, but in the final analysis, it still started in Miaojiang, although he was a Thai, but in his early years, he often haunted Miaojiang, learned authentic black witchcraft, and then lived in Taiwan for many years, his words and deeds have long been completely sinicized, and even the formation spells are not white Chinese.
If it weren't for the tense situation, Ye Shaoyang really wanted to ask him if he had created this formation spell by himself or where he had learned it.
But the sound of the bell became more and more urgent, and the ghosts, which had seemed to be chaotic, suddenly became orderly, swaying back and forth according to some magical law.
Whenever Ye Shaoyang raised his knife and rushed over, the ghosts in the rest of the directions came to the rescue immediately, extremely fast, and when he turned around to fight back, these ghosts swayed back and forth, three layers inside and three layers outside, in opposite directions, coming and going non-stop, dazzling to see, After a few times, he didn't kill a few ghosts, but Ye Shaoyang was tired enough, and just wanted to take a breath, those ghosts that originally seemed to be floating away suddenly rushed forward, spun up, and powerful ghost power swept from all directions.
Ye Shaoyang had no choice but to spin in place, the blade was outward, and he slashed for a week, using the spiritual power of the big knife and his own qi to fight hard with the ghost qi, and the qi and blood in his body tumbled, and he almost couldn't stand.
Damn, what kind of formation is this, so mysterious?
As everyone knows, in his surprised work, Liang Daosheng, who was hiding in the group of ghosts, was also extremely stunned: Ye Shaoyang used his own strength to fight hard against hundreds of ghosts, but he was not injured, although he had a magic weapon in his hand, but his strong strength was still undoubted.
"It's worthy of a heavenly master......
Liang Daosheng muttered to himself, pressing his hands to the ground, constantly drawing strange figures, vomiting blood in his mouth, flowing into the soil, inspiring some kind of evil magic in black magic.
Almost in the next second, Ye Shaoyang felt his legs tighten, and when he looked down, a pool of blood appeared on the ground under his feet at some point, and a pair of bloody hands poked out of it and hugged his feet.
Ye Shaoyang hurriedly waved the long knife and cut off a pair of ghost hands at the wrist, and before he could rest for a moment, the puddle of blood under his feet slowly spread, countless bloody hands poked out from below, grabbed in the air, and some bloody heads stuck out.
There was no hair on his face, no skin, all of his muscles and flesh were crooked, his eyes were wide open, and his face was red and white with pus and blood, and he looked extremely disgusting, like a hellish demon who had only been stripped of his skin.
They roared and cried one by one, but they couldn't climb out, they just kept waving their arms, pus and blood flying, and they showed a miserable situation to Ye Shaoyang.
This pair of flesh and blood and peeling ghosts made Ye Shaoyang think of the pus and blood hell in the living hell in charge of King Chu Jiang, which was somewhat similar to the scene in front of him.
Is this an illusion, or are these ghosts really from hell?
Ye Shaoyang felt shocked, but he didn't have time to think about it, otherwise he was afraid that he would go to hell.
At that moment, he waved the long knife, first cut off some of the arms that came out of his vicinity, and when he looked up, he found that those resentful spirits floated over again, but they took off their heads one by one, and held them in their hands, and their heads still made all kinds of hideous expressions, rushing towards them, and for a while the ghost aura was permeated, like a sea of blood rolling.
Ye Shaoyang's heart was shocked, there is a saying in the magic world: ghosts take their heads, and they can't stay.