The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

With Xiao Qi around, the surveillance was completely a decoration, and Song Li and Miao Nu didn't notice anything unusual.

Yan Tao felt the feng shui formation in the back mountain, carefully inspecting every plant and tree here.

The person who arranged the formation at the beginning can be said to be well versed in the art of five elements and eight trigrams.

He took advantage of the environment here, took advantage of the situation, and integrated all the plants and rocks on the mountain with the method of five elements and eight trigrams. Eye.

Yan Tao stroked his chin with a pensive look on his eyes. This person can be said to be kind-hearted, but cruel.

He set up blindfolds on the outside to warn people to retreat, and at the same time set up lore means on the inside.

Miao Nu can come up with a way for the medicine man to break the formation, which is really ingenious.

It's a pity that she tried her best, but in the end she could only fetch water from a bamboo basket.

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows, bent down and picked up seven stones of about the same size, then closed his eyes and rushed into the formation quickly. At the same time, he separated his left and right hands into seals, murmured something, and chanted the ghost-binding spell. Slowly, the boy There was a faint golden light on his body.

Holy and mysterious.

After a while, the aura in the formation has reached a compelling level.

Outside the formation, Yin Qi roared and ghost voices were violent.

If you look carefully, you can see that the loess under the boy's feet is vibrating at a very small frequency. Dozens of black things seem to be bound by invisible spells, and they are dragged in front of the boy tyrannically!

The strong wind suddenly picked up, and dozens of black things seemed to be lifted from the veil, revealing the pale ghost face below!

If there is a timid person here, they will definitely be scared to pee. The ghosts are still in the dead state of life, which is extremely terrifying.

With their pale mouths open, they crazily rushed into the restraints on their bodies, and suddenly became cloudy. At this moment, Yan Tao suddenly opened his eyes, made seals with his hands, and sternly shouted, "Bind!"

Accompanied by this loud shout, the howling of the ghosts suddenly stopped, and the ghosts, like tigers whose teeth have been pulled out, strung Yantao into candied haws.

She raised her hand—twist.

"Aww, it hurts!"

"It hurts."

The ghosts are all bullying and fearing the hard, screaming and begging for mercy, "Master Dao, be merciful, be merciful!"

Hey, hey, he didn't kill people or rob houses, and the most he did on weekdays was to scare children.

Although it is a bit shameless, it is also to ask for some offerings and food.

Yan Tao was expressionless: "Let me ask you, what is the magic weapon sealed in this Feng Shui formation?"

The ghosts looked at each other, and the hanged ghost on the far left hung out his long tongue, "Hu-da-ye, blame-lie-don't-bo-ze-da-his-stab-heart-shop."

The boy's pretty brows twitched, his handsome and cold eyes were gloomy, and the ghosts immediately crouched down with their heads in their hands, "Master Daoist, please forgive me!"

Yan Tao couldn't bear it any longer, kicked one of them flying, and angrily reprimanded in a low voice, "Can you be a little bit more moral?!"

The wild ghost that flew out slid back, and was kicked away by Young Master Yan again, his frost-stained peach blossom eyes stared at the hanged ghost, "Straighten your tongue before speaking!"

The hanged ghost's shoulders trembled in fright, and he frantically stuffed his long red tongue into his entire mouth, and he could only make a whining sound when he spoke...

Yantao...

Lift your foot—kick again!

The Hanged Man was second.

The young man in white on the loess pile looked at the trembling ghosts with a smile, and threatened in a lazy voice, "Want to experience the feeling of flying? I will help you!"

The ghosts are about to cry in fright, chirping, this boy is so scared...

I'm just a weak little ghost, why do I have to bear this kind of pain...