Section 12, Millennium Mahogany Sword

At this moment, after the collapse of the Fatai, he gave up bald head in black who waved those bones to control the evil spirits of Shura. He sneered, as if he had some sensed, and once again stimulated the bones in his hand. In a flash, his feet were angry, like a spiral of three black gases, circling up from his feet. This is resentment, a strong resentment condensed into something visible to the naked eye, which is a kind of resentment that bears for many years. It was born by reversing the surrounding aura with its own high mana. This kind of thing has no effect on people at all. Even if you smell it accidentally, it will be a smelly smell at most.

But for those ghosts, this thing is a great complement. It's the sign of a ghost raiser!

Who would have thought that this monk in black would be a ghost raiser.

The skull dragged in the left hand floated at this time. Yes, it really can't be explained by science, and it completely goes against the rise of the law of gravity. He sneered and looked coldly at the skull dragging three black resentment floating over the dead body on the ground in front of him.

The black resentment seemed to be spiritual, and immediately dispersed and penetrated into the surrounding corpses. Of course, this does not include the female body that has just been removed from her leg bones.

Suddenly, all those broken bodies stood up!

They silently open their mouths one by one, as frightening as zombies in American zombie movies. They can no longer be called human beings or corpses. Their production is like a demon forcibly catalyzed. The speed visible to the naked eye, the nails are constantly growing, which is exactly the corpse Ye Yi and others encountered before. The difference is that a total of 12 corpses have evolved into corpses. What's more terrible is that they are no longer like the previous female corpses. Each of them is black, and the position of the eyes emits bursts of green light, the horrible form and the black stench around it, which makes people want to smell and vomit.

It is difficult to describe their horror with blue-faced fangs.

"Go ahead and have some fun." The man in black spoke so easily for the second time, as if he had released a group of children locked in the room, waving the bone stick in his hand as if to drive away.

These corpses shook their heads left and right, as if they were looking at something. The first time the monk in black ordered it was not to rush out, but to turn around collectively and rush straight to the previous one, which was also the only female corpse that did not stand up.

For a moment, the sound of chewing and tearing was endless. The monk in black seemed to have expected such a reaction. Instead, he had a cold smile on his face. In such a night, he seemed to be a demon standing in the depths of the night.

Those corpses gnawed away the female corpses in a very fast time, leaving only blood stains and white bones everywhere, proving that this person who had been alive.

The corpses ate all the corpses on the ground, raised their heads, raised their faces and shrugged their noses, making a hissing inhaling sound. The next moment, all the corpses muttered in a low voice, as if the morout of a cow lowered a few tones, low and long.

The skull on their heads suddenly dispersed, and each piece was accompanied by a more intense, resentful thing like beads, which fell on the head of each corpse. A strange wind blew, and all the corpses' hair was blown very messy. At that messy moment, the head of the female corpse refracted by the moonlight more or less lacked a bone. And the bones that flew over were exactly the one they had lost before.

Puff

Puff

Puff

The skull fell back and was tightly stitched. These corpses raised their foreheads and waved their arms, as if they were a carnival, making a gratified moan. The next time is like ice and snow melting quickly, melting into the ground.

The monk in black looked left and right and said the last sentence: "It's just evaluating you. Don't be so nervous. You've had enough fun today. We will continue to play in the future.

After saying this, he actually threw away the leg bones in his hand and took off the tooth necklace hanging on his chest. Then, he turned out a piece of yellow paper that seemed to have been written for a long time, squatted on the ground, stained with dirty blood stains on the ground, and drew a very strange symbol on the yellow paper, which looked like the word 'wan' of the Buddha, but between the cross-shaped figure, he also drew a circle. Then he turned around and disappeared into the night. It seemed that all this had nothing to do with him, and what Ye Yi and others had done before were irrelevant. All this, for this mysterious, just guessed monk in black, seems to be just a fun game, a short but no dangerous temptation.

Although his people have left, the array still exists. On the messy ground, the candle is still burning green light. This candle is the core power of this array. Only by destroying them can the formation really be destroyed. I don't know if the monk in black deliberately left it or forgot it?

......

As soon as Ye drove the car, he crashed into the center of the array like crazy. Every meter of the car walked forward, which meant that several wandering souls were dissipating. When the last wandering soul turned into flying smoke and dissipated in front of the headlights, the lights suddenly dim. The iron-like grass around suddenly disappeared, and a stench came from all directions. The sealed carriage could not stop the stench, which was one or twice as strong as the smell of rotten eggs.

Ye Yi, who ran on the accelerator, frowned. First of all, he didn't think so much about the smell of where he came from. The next moment, cold sweat suddenly rushed out and wet his clothes in a breath: "Fuck, such a heavy resentment."

Only then did Ye Yi realize that the dim lights are not related to the environment. It is simply a strong black resentment that can be seen by the naked eye floating around. This resentment pressure is under the light.

Then came a sound like a cow, piercing the barrier of the car and rushing into Ye Yi's ear.

"It's not good, it's dead." Ye Yi suddenly stepped on the brake. Did the other party work hard?

Angry Ye Yi called out, "Your uncle, are you really a coward of your grandfather?" He turned over and climbed to the back seat and pulled out a roll of red cloth wrapped objects from under the seat. Shaking off the red cloth, an ancient wooden sword appeared in Ye Yi's hand. This ancient wooden sword is the mahogany sword that has been passed down by the Ye Yi family for thousands of years. No one knows how many demons and monsters were killed under the mahogany sword. A breath emanated from the mahogany sword. This breath touched the Taoist. It is the sword of righteousness, and it feels extremely murderous to the evil spirits.

With the mahogany sword, there is also a corner full of strange lines and three thumb-thick, one-foot-long triangular nails.

Ye Yi dipped something with saliva and took two sips in his mouth, as if licking a popsicle. Then he threw these two in the car, opened the door with a mahogany sword and jumped out.

As soon as the leaf turned over and jumped on the front engine cover of his car, when the car was at speed, the headlights could only penetrate a distance of less than ten meters from the thin black fog. The originally smooth and neat appearance of the car has now become different in depths and light. It seems that many people have hammered the surface of the car countless times. The body paint on both sides has almost fallen off, revealing the background color. The potholes of different shades can make Ye Yi feel sad, and he feels a fishy wind on his side.

Yang Guang never knew that Ye Yi was not only an expert in exorcising ghosts, but also a hidden swordsmanship master.

The foot of the leaf is like a mountain root deep into the earth, towering and motionless. The upper body slightly opened a position of the body, the left hand was empty, and the sword in the right hand waved out.

click!

The sword crossed with a black light, and the body fell from the air. The upper half of the body flew out a few meters away and hit the ground. The lower half of the body fell on the roof of the car. With the faint light on the roof of the car, the array condensed on the outside of the car emitted the light of exorcism, as if it had ignited the corpse. The lower half of the body made a sizzling sound, and green flames rushed up from above. This kind of flame was not hot at all. On the contrary, it was cold and made Ye Yi exhale like three or nine days, reflecting the green flame, which was supposed to be white, but turned pale green.

"Bah, is the dog's blood?" Ye Yi cursed angrily, and a fishy wind floated out again behind him. This time, Ye Yi lowered his head and let the attack behind him. He stepped forward with his sword. The mahogany sword pierced into a ball of softness, picked up the wooden sword hard, and flew over his head, as if the cream had met a knife, and suddenly spewed out a lot of stinking black blood. The thing was actually stabbed in the chest by Ye Yi's mahogany sword in mid-air. The powerful inertia made the sword in Ye's hand cut it into a real 'human' word. Without even making a muffled roar, it fell into the light in front of the car. Ye glanced at it. Only the neck and head were intact, and the position below the neck of the body was completely torn apart.

Ye Yi was covered with smelly black blood. Unexpectedly, he grinned and said, "Millennium mahogany, as hard as King Kong, full of evil spirit as ice and fire, soft. It depends on whether you die or not. Pooh, pooh, pooh."

It seemed that he felt the power of the mahogany sword in Ye Yi's hand, and the corpses that had been hidden in the dark gradually appeared in Ye Yi's vision. Standing there vaguely not far away.

Ye Yi was excited, and then scolded, "Fuck, so many people died? Wang Zhengping, you are unlucky.

If Yao Junyan can wake up and is lucky enough to see this scene, she will definitely call out the name of one of the corpses. That is Yao Junyan's good sister, Wang Xiaojie, a girl who has been missing for several days...

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