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Volume 4: Demonic Valley and Spiritual Valley Chapter 31: Summoning Evil Ghosts

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    "Senior brother, look, the Supreme Elder is here." Hongshang walked to the corner of the illusion scene and pointed to a row of villas.

    Jiang Le took a closer look and immediately understood where it was.

    This is a lakeside villa area in the northwest corner of Qingyang City. Every inch of land is very expensive. The people who live here are either rich or noble, and they are all well-connected local people.

    But this is only relative to ordinary people.  In the eyes of the real powerful, the people living here are just ordinary people.

    Jiang Le immediately said: "Okay, as long as we find the place, we will go there now. Huan Shen, I leave Chunyang Temple to you."

    Huan Shen said proudly: "Don't worry, as long as I am here, as long as the aura of the Little Spirit Realm is fully supplied to me, unless you are in the Yuanshen Realm, you can't even think of breaking in."

    Watching Jiang Le and Hongshang go away, Huan Shen waved his hand, and the phantom scene disappeared, and she herself turned into a little aura and disappeared.

    And in a hidden corner of the hall, a small figure squirmed and left quietly, but it was the Nether Demon Insect Chiji who had been hiding here to peek.

    After leaving the main hall, the eyes of the Nether Demonic Insect showed an excited expression, and the figure flicked through the air like lightning.

    "Uh-huh!"

    This is a villa compound with luxurious construction, beautiful decoration and a large area.

    This is supposed to be a place for the rich to enjoy themselves, but now it is a bloody hell.

    Seven armed men started killing people as soon as they entered the house. They were ruthless and fatal with one blow. A group of people who were waiting on the first floor of the villa were accidentally killed by the seven armed men.  The rest reacted and started to fight back.

    But the counterattack is so weak.

    The bullet hit him.  The blood was flowing, but the person did not fall.  Instead, they became more and more crazy. As long as they were caught, they could tear off the person's arm with their hands and bite them with their hands. The madness of these seven armed men made the people waiting in the villa shudder.

    "The Supreme Lord is like a law, and the magic talisman drives away evil spirits. Shock."

    Suddenly, a majestic voice came from the second floor of the villa, and then several rays of light came through the air and hit the armed men.

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    The armed men who were indifferent to the bullets flew backwards in pain one by one, with wisps of smoke coming out of their bodies.

    "The spirit flag is fluttering, the souls are connected and united."

    One of the seven armed men.  His eyes flashed suddenly, he opened his mouth and uttered a spell, and then seven armed men raised their hands. The small flag in each person's hand became one meter in size, waving, and the seven people surrounded him in a circle.  Relying on each other, a strange wave of power emerged on the seven people, pulling each other, and the green smoke on the several armed men who were injured by the magic talismans suddenly disappeared.

    "Eh? Possession from the body! May I ask who this fellow Taoist is, and what has offended us. I actually asked you to use the soul-controlling magic to deal with it? Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?" On the second floor of the villa, there was a man who was over 70 years old.  An old Taoist priest with a thin face but bright eyes and full of energy appeared.  He looked at one of the armed men solemnly.

    The person attached to this person is none other than Mao Xiaofang.

    He raised his head and glanced at the old Taoist priest, and hummed: "It turns out that you are just a young Taoist priest in the Tongmai realm, with a mere cultivation of the third meridian. How can you have the courage to come to my Chunyang Temple to cause trouble?"

    "Pure Yang Temple?" The old Taoist priest's expression changed slightly, and his eyes immediately became sharp.

    "So you are a cultivator of Chunyang Temple. Huh, I thought Chunyang Temple was a sect of elixirs, but I didn't expect it to be an evil sect. It just so happens that today is the day to slay demons and destroy you harmful people."

    Mao Xiaofang got angry and sneered: "You are really sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued, but these are things that this Taoist priest disdains. If you dare to come here today to cause trouble, if I don't show you some color, you don't know that I, Chunyang Temple, will not be bullied."  "

    As soon as he finished speaking, Mao Xiaofang controlled the possessed person to pinch the spell, and quickly recited the incantation: "Xuanming ghost, listen to my command, the spirit flag will fit and turn into an evil god."

    Each of the seven armed men bared their teeth, and their eyes burst into intense red light. Then they waved their spiritual flags one by one and combined them to form a huge ball. Then the ball began to twist and slowly turned into a three-meter-tall figure.  , an evil ghost with two horns on its head, blood-red body, teeth and claws, and a ferocious face.

    This evil spirit is filled with evil spirits, spitting out white air, which frightens people's hearts and minds.

    The thin old Taoist priest gasped when he saw it, and exclaimed: "You can actually summon the evil ghosts of the underworld by sacrificing flesh and blood."

    Mao Xiaofang controlled one of the evil spirits and said in a hoarse voice: "Stop talking nonsense and let me see which disciple you are." After saying this, the figure jumped up and rushed straight towards the thin old Taoist priest.

    "A mere evil spirit dares to be so presumptuous!" said the thin old man.Furious, he flipped his hand, and a magic sword covered with runes appeared in his hand. When he activated the magic sword, a strong magic light suddenly erupted from the magic sword.

    When Mao Xiaofang rushed in, the thin old Taoist priest suddenly stepped forward with mysterious footwork, not retreating but advancing, and stabbed the evil ghost controlled by Mao Xiaofang with a sword.

    "The Xuanling Magic Sword, the clear light that destroys evil, go back to the underworld."

    Whoops!

    The magic sword was extremely fast, and it pierced the body of the evil ghost controlled by Mao Xiaofang with one strike.

    But immediately the thin old Taoist priest's magic sword trembled, and the sword body melted quickly.

    The old Taoist priest was dumbfounded. Then he suddenly thought of something and his face changed drastically. He said in a trembling voice: "This is an evil ghost who has already taken the position of ghost. You, you are a ghost in the Taoist realm!"

    "You know now? It's too late." Mao Xiaofang snorted coldly, controlled the evil spirit, and swung his big claws to grab it hard.

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    The claws fell on the old Taoist priest's robe. Unexpectedly, his robe turned out to be a robe. When in danger, he automatically protected the master and erupted with mysterious runes, forming a powerful defensive light shield.

    Being hit hard by this heavy blow, the thin old Taoist priest immediately flew backwards and hit the wall of the villa, making a human-shaped hole in the wall.

    Fortunately, there was a light shield to protect the body, but the old Taoist priest was unscathed.

    However, after looking at it, the light shield instantly weakened by a third, which made the old Taoist priest twitch his mouth and feel fear in his heart.

    Even with the robe, he can't block a few attacks. When the magic light of the robe is exhausted, he will die.

    This frightened the thin old Taoist priest.

    Although he has reached a dead end on the road, his magic power is not weak, he is well-maintained, and there is a supply of miraculous medicine, so he can live for several decades.

    No one wants to die, especially those who live a comfortable life.

    Quickly getting up from the ground, the thin old Taoist priest begged: "Senior, senior, please forgive me. I am a disciple of the Laoshan Xuanling Sect. It was just a misunderstanding before. It was all a misunderstanding."

    Mao Xiaofang sneered: "Looking at the Xuanfu Sword you are using, I knew you were a disciple of the Xuanling Sect. I didn't expect that Taoist brother Zheyouzi, a talented person in the Taoist world, would have such an unscrupulous descendant like you."

    "Zhe, Master Zhe Youzi? Do you know my master?" The thin old Taoist priest was stunned. What kind of old monster did he provoke? He actually knew his master who had already passed away.

    The thin old Taoist priest was filled with hatred. If he wanted to save his life this time, he must go back and ask carefully, who said this was just an ordinary elixir sect. In this world, which elixir sect actually has the Taoist realm?  Are the masters of ghosts and gods in charge?  This is a trick to get yourself to death.
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