Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"Grooming the gods." The white man turned his head and turned around and said, "You can arrange this set of methods, and sure enough, I won't wait for you to come."

Ye Shaoyang’s heart moved. “Can you recognize Maoshan?”

The white man smiled a little. "I have been dealing with the wind for several years. He told me a lot about your Maoshan technique."

"Tell you a lot?" Ye Shaoyang stunned. "Why did he seal you up?"

"This is my business, it doesn't matter to you."

Ye Shaoyang shrugged. "It must be a fight anyway. Can you tell me what you are, I don't believe you are a chaotic emperor."

"I am not." White people said, "There is no chaotic emperor in this world, only the son of chaos."

"The son of chaos?" Ye Shaoyang frowned.

"The chaotic gas, the birth of the elf, is naturally the son of chaos."

Ye Shaoyang repeatedly chewed this sentence, and finally got a little eyebrow, nodded and said: "So, you are the evil spirit of chaos and gasification."

The white man smiled a little, "the chaotic gas, and the ghost demon corpse can be generalized."

"It's a meaning anyway," Ye Shaoyang sneaked at him. "Can this be played?"

Chaos: "Oh?"

Ye Shaoyang said: "I know very well in my heart. From the time we come in, let me not say, my friends, you have a chance to kill them, but you have not done so, let me kill Hu Wei, indicating that you are not Like to kill, so let's talk about it?"

Chaos smiled on his back. This time Ma Cheng and Zhang Xiaorui went down together and tried to see the chaotic face with their heads. As a result, the face was blocked by a group of white steam, and nothing could be seen. It was greatly disappointing.

"Ye Shaoyang, you are wrong." Chaos said with a smile, "I don't kill them, it is out of disdain, I like it most... Kill Master, you Maoshan ancestor, I have also killed a lot, I will kill you first, then I went to slaughter you two of the three major factions..." The voice did not fall, his arms shook, and a white steam rose from his body, condensing into a sly face, constantly changing the expression of horror.

He slowly walked and walked over to Ye Shaoyang.

"Come on." Ye Shaoyang took a deep breath, waved his hand, and a magical flies, blasting Mars and activating the array with spiritual power.

The man flew back to the wall, gently pulled the gut, and led the bronze mirror to turn. The bronze mirror turned on one side, and the candlelight in front was projected on the opposite bronze mirror. The two sides were contrasted, four-direction refraction, and eight stars were bright. .

The brightness of the candlelight, after many times of refraction of the mirror, the brightness grows in product, forming a beam that is more violent than the sun, hitting the chaos.

Because the first and last tandem of the gut line, it turns the yin of the whole space into a spiritual force and converges on the center point of the beam.

Chaos snorted and the body shook slightly, releasing a white steam that surrounded the body and blocked the beam.

Ye Shaoyang was shocked in his heart. The "Wan Jing Shenguang" of this array of law, if it was played on the head of the ghost or the body of the corpse, it will be destroyed on the spot. This guy is actually fine. It can be seen that it is stronger than the general ghost. Demon.

However, he also found that after the release of the white steam protector, the chaos of the chaos is isolated from the inside and outside, and it is no longer possible to make the change. At least it can not be like the generals who deal with the haze before, attracting the power of chaos and encircling the opponent. And then easily strangled, indicating that this beam is still limited to him.

"There is no magic trick, all kinds of evil spirits are broken..." Hu Wei is dead, the four treasures are not scrupulous, always figured out the hand, throwing seven Bodhi on the ground, posing a seal, and constantly reading the Buddhist scriptures in his mouth. "God is wrathful, all beings are descending, and crossing the river!"

With both hands on the ground, the seven Bodhi sects become phaseless, like a flying arrow, shooting at chaos.

Chaos raised a hand, pointed at the Bodhi, made a pinch gesture, and the ghost face that was attached to the chaotic air behind him immediately flew up, opened the blood basin, and opened a row of seven Bodhi. Including the import, a small amount of open mouth, spit out a suffocating gas.

The four treasures were shocked, and they took a huge mana sacrifice. They were so quietly solved, and the key was not hit. The heart was very wrong, one bite, and one side of the pocket was yellow. Printed, thrown in the air, people sit down on the knees, hands clasped together, chanting spells, the big prints spinning in the air, releasing countless Xiangguang, forming a huge slogan.

The four treasures jumped up, and the single palm held the big seal, with the word "卐" on it, and buckled toward Chaos.

"Well..." Chaos inhales deeply, raises his right hand, separates the five fingers, inhales the face into his hand, and shoots at the four treasures.

At this time, Ye Shaoyang took out the yin and yang mirror, used the cinnabar pen to write the seal on the mirror surface, looked up, and chaotically softened a small hand, hitting the word "卐" on the Buddha's seal, screaming and screaming, spitting out a ghost. Gas, the Buddha's seal will be shattered in an instant, then the shape of the hand changes, pinching out the shape of an orchid finger, and gently flicking the palm of the four treasures.

The four treasures snorted and turned backwards, but the hand suddenly swelled, like a snake neck, with a grim face as a mouth, chasing it up.

The four treasures are old, and they can't raise their breath at one time. They were scared on the spot and shouted: "Ye Shaoyang saved me and saved me!"

At the crucial moment, Ye Shaoyang wrote the seal, pulled the gut line, shifted the bronze mirror, and hit the glare on the yin and yang mirror. When the mirror surface came, there was a high temperature. Ye Shaoyang held the handle in both hands and still felt the burning pain. This only understands how much spiritual strength the chaos has been subjected to, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

Ye Shaoyang turned the handle and pointed the mirror at the chasing chase of the four treasures. The beam immediately hit.

This beam originally condensed all the power of the array, and it was full of spiritual power. Under the reflection of the yin and yang mirror, the cathode was anti-yang, forming a horrible suffocating scent. It was not detected by the chaos.

"Well?" Chaos screamed, and when he saw the beam, he hurriedly gave up the four treasures, pulled back his long hands, and hit the palm of his hand.

Grimace flew out of the palm of his hand, screaming with horrible ghost force, colliding with the beam, the beam swayed violently, and a ghost climbed onto the yin and yang mirror. Ye Shaoyang’s tiger mouth was loose, almost broke out, hurriedly bite the tip of his tongue and sprayed it. A blood on the mirror, smashing the ghost force, looked up, the grim face under the impact of the beam, like the smoke blown away by the strong wind, instantly dissipated.

Then, the light can't stop playing on the chaos.

"Ah..." The chaos of the chaos seemed to be very painful, but it quickly stabilized, and a chaotic force broke out again, forming an enchantment that blocked the beam.

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