The dark wind blew, and a series of pleasant bells suddenly sounded in the mountain forest. The ringtones were clear and fluttering, but the reverberation in the mountain forest gave people a very creepy feeling.
The ringing has not dissipated for a long time.
In the entire mountain forest, there is only the ringing of the soul-calling bell that drifts away.
Zhao Lijun put down the branches in his hands and got up suddenly in fear: "Under the summoning bell, the summoning platform All ghosts and ghosts come and go Xiang Que, you are very good, and there is another summoning platform hidden in the magic circle , I don't believe how many dead souls and ghosts you can summon in this deep mountain and old forest. My Maoshan and Longhu Mountain are the best at exorcising ghosts and evil spirits. I don't believe that the ghosts and ghosts you summoned can keep all of us here. From the day we entered the battle, our two major Taoist sects must settle this account with you."
On Longhu Mountain, the disciples of Maoshan were waiting in full force, staring cautiously around.
"Spiritual bell ringing?" The crisp and flying bell seemed to penetrate the entire mountain forest, and Su Ho and Wang Kunlun, who had left here for a few hours, also heard it.
"You set up a trap for me a long time ago. From the very beginning, you knew that you had won for sure." Su Ho looked at Xiang Que with some frustration, with resentment on his face.
"It seems a little naughty," Xiang Que replied shamelessly, with his hands behind his back.
In an open space, a few people who had already planned to stop to rest and start their journey tomorrow looked at the direction where the bell rang, their eyes staring at Xiang Que, and they felt a chill.
"You are too bad, do you want to trap all those people in the formation?" Wang Xuanzhen took out a cigarette and lit one, then threw it to Wang Kunlun and Xiang Que, old man Wang.
After Wang Kunlun took the cigarette, he didn't light it, but looked at Xiang Que who was lying on the ground with his arms on his head, frowning and said, "Do you really want to leave them all in the forest? You don't have to leave them for me. People offend you so ruthlessly, and the two Dao factions jointly deal with you, you can't stand it."
"Is it ruthless? It doesn't matter whether you are ruthless or not. Anyway, everyone will not look good when they meet in the future. If you don't take the opportunity to make trouble at this time, you will just cause trouble for yourself. Not all the people there will be tortured to death." , at least Zhao Lijun is definitely fine, if he is not dead, can Maoshan use all his forces to hunt down me? As for Longhushan, with you here, you can help me share some pressure."
Wang Kunlun looked at him with a complicated expression and said: "Xiang Que, with our relationship, it seems that you don't need to bear this debt for me. It's inexplicable that I owe you this kind of favor. You must not have forgotten that I cheated you back then." That time, you made me feel a little bit hopeless."
"Hehe, that page has already been turned. As for why I offended Maoshan and Longhushan because of you? Come with me." The two carried the three on their backs and walked to a deserted place.
Xiang Que slapped Wang Kunlun's Yintang with a slap, and the other party was startled and took a step back. He just wanted to fight back, but he hesitated for a moment, and let Xiang Que's palm hit his own Yintang.
With one palm down, Xiang Que put his palm on Wang Kunlun's Yintang, and then slowly drew out a trace of evil spirit from Wang Kunlun's body with his own Dao Qi as a guide.
After being drawn out of Wang Kunlun's body, the evil spirit slowly condensed into a human form in front of him, just like Wang Kunlun, who was 90% similar to him except for the overall illusion.
The evil spirit was very pure without any impurities, and it was almost the same as the evil spirit Xiang Que and Cao Qingdao encountered at the bottom of the 18th floor when they entered the underworld.
"The evil spirit is formed, I really didn't miss it." Xiang Que waved his hand to dispel the evil spirit and sent it back to his body: "Wang Kunlun, I'm afraid you can't count how many people you have killed in these years, and you are not numb yet."
"I can still remember clearly in the first two or three years, but now I basically don't have any concept." Wang Kunlun said lightly: "When you kill more people, you feel that you have killed no more people."
"Then if it's another three years, will you still have to kill people?"
"Well, as long as I live, many people will come to kill me, and I have to kill"
"I saved you this time, you have to save this favor for me three years later, and then you will help me with something, and the trouble of that thing may cost us both our lives , and even the three souls and seven souls may dissipate invisibly."
"You are better than me, so you still need my help?" Wang Kunlun was taken aback, quite confused.
Xiang Que said: "It has nothing to do with Dao Xing. No matter how high my Dao Xing is, I can't condense such a heavy evil spirit on your body. If your evil spirit can be condensed into a solid body after three years, my chances of winning will increase by 10%."
The old tomb of Xishan is full of yin, and only the evil spirit can suppress it a bit. If Bai Qi, the god of killing, is alive, I am afraid that a single swing of the sword can cut off the yin of the old tomb and let it dissipate between heaven and earth.??.
However, after Bai Qi, there is no killing god.
Although Wang Kunlun was born, although he could not achieve the name of Bai Qi, he has already embarked on the road to killing the god.
"You mean to ask me to kill as many people as possible," Wang Kunlun asked.
"In this matter, Longhushan, Maoshan and the side where you grab the cemetery will be your stepping stones."
"If you want to say that, then I really don't have any burden on my heart." Wang Kunlun smiled. He felt that it would be better for Xiang Que to conspire against him, otherwise the favor is a bit inexplicable and too disturbing.
"Maybe it's just three years more," Xiang Que said melancholy.
Wang Kunlun said indifferently: "One day makes money, let alone three years."
In the deep mountains and jungles of southern Guizhou, ghosts and ghosts rose from countless solitary graves in the forest and flew towards the place where the ringing bell of the soul-calling bell rang.
Su Ho looked at the ghosts floating over the forest and remained silent.
Wang Kunlun showed a sneer.
Wang Xuanzhen said: "Many people have died unjustly in Wang Laodan's village over the years, and there are graves everywhere in this jungle. If you order other dead souls to deal with them, you will definitely be able to deal with them, but if you take the village After the death of the people who turned into ghosts and ghosts, they were attracted, and the people from Maoshan and Longhushan might have to scold their mothers."
Although most of those who were raised by the black Miao village voluntarily before their lives, they must have more or less a trace of remorse and resentment at the moment of death, and because they themselves died abnormally because they were sucked by the Gu insects. Most of the villagers who died from the exhaustion of energy will definitely not be able to enter the underworld to be reincarnated, and then they can only wander in the mountains and forests.
After entering the village, Xiang Que already noticed that there were a lot of dead ghosts in this forest, but because of the magical weapons on him and Wang Xuanzhen, none of them dared to jump out.
"The means are too light, can they still take me seriously in the future?" Xiang Que smiled lightly.
Wang Xuan really said with emotion: "Xiang Que, you are going to be popular this year."
"Must, the red one has to be like the sun," Xiang Que said proudly, raising his head.
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