Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang looked at the melon, and said coldly: "My brother is fine, if something happens, I must kill you to bury it!"

Guagua sadly grinned, but thought that he was talking, and soon relieved.

The car drove to the street where Lao Guo’s funeral sect was located. The hutong was too narrow, and the car could not drive in. Ye Shaoyang and the four treasures got off the bus and ran quickly.

The shutter gate of the funeral line was tightly closed. Ye Shaoyang jumped on the wall and fell into the yard. He immediately felt a strong ghost and came from the direction of the store.

Ye Shaoyang stepped forward and picked up the curtain and got into the store.

The lights in the store were closed, and two candles were lit. By candlelight, Ye Shaoyang saw the cruel scene he did not want to see:

Lao Guo’s body fell to the ground, but his soul was on the other side of the wall. He was hung by a hook and hung his arms and hung on the wall. He was caught in the soul and fainted. , flickering, this light symbolizes his soul, although weak, but did not disappear.

Ye Shaoyang put a heart down. Fortunately, it was not too late for him to come. An extreme hatred erupted in his heart and looked at the two guys who stood tall and fat.

A general dressed up, his face black as ink, a ghostly dress, and fat.

When Ye Shaoyang looked at them, they were also looking at Ye Shaoyang. The fat ghosts were overcast and smiled. "Hey, I finally waited for you. I can feel that the little devil is on you, we are coming for it, so, pay give it to me?"

Sure enough, for the sake of melons and leaves, Ye Shaoyang thought about it. Now the soul of Lao Guo is still in their hands. It is not good to tear the skin, so he said: "You put him first."

The fat ghost is not embarrassed, reaching out and withdrawing enough souls, Lao Guo’s soul immediately floats in the air.

Ye Shaoyang grasped the charm, gently swayed, called the soul to the soul, sucked on the character, a heart really let go, looked up at the fat ghost, "now, you can account."

The fat ghost seems to have heard something funny, haha ​​laughed, and the black-faced general next to the corner of the mouth also showed a sly smile.

"You want to settle with us? Haha, I didn't get it wrong, know why I gave it back to you? It's not a bad guy, my heart is good," the fat ghost converges with a smile, slowly said, "I am not afraid of you." How about it, anyway, you can't escape."

The fat ghost took a step forward and looked at Ye Shaoyang and said, "I can feel that the little devil is on you."

Ye Shaoyang said: "I am here, come and get it."

"Stupid humans," the fat sighed, screaming at the soul, and smashed toward Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang took a step back and took out the soul of the soul.

The fat ghost saw the soul of the soul, and stunned, and the words in the mouth quickly picked up something, and when the soul was stunned, a black light appeared.

"A terrible ghost!" said the four treasures, murmured.

Ye Shaoyang also recited the spell, and raised the suffocation to the soul, and swept the past.

Two hooks collided. With a wave of sound, Ye Shaoyang felt a huge ghost erosion, and the tiger's mouth was numb. He almost didn't hold the hook and soul. He took a half step back and looked up. The smell of the ghost was also a bit confusing. He, said: "Daomen Tianshi?"

Seeing that Ye Shaoyang didn't make a sound, he immediately said: "Since it is a heavenly master, I don't want to make a big move. I will hand over the little devil, so I will clear it!"

Ye Shaoyang said: "Do you not pay?"

The fat ghost smiled coldly and said: "How about the heavenly master, who do we know?"

"I don't know," Ye Shaoyang pointed his finger at Lao Guo lying on the floor. "Do you know who he is?"

The fat ghost frowned slightly and said, "Who is it?"

"He is my brother," Ye Shaoyang said slowly. "You hit my brother, and I have nothing to talk about. I don't care who you are, even if you are a Tibetan Bodhisattva, I will not cut it!"

At the last word exit, Ye Shaoyang stepped forward and stalked the fat ghost in the past.

"Don't be self-sufficient!" The ghosts also picked up the soul to fight back. At the moment when the two hooks touched each other, Ye Shaoyang suddenly loosened his soul, and his hands were sealed, and the mouth was filled with the lock of the soul curse. When the soul was stunned, it became soft. A spirit snake, along with the fat ghost of the soul, soared up, suddenly contracted, and locked his body.

With a bang, Ye Shaoyang pulled out the Qixing Longquan sword, and the room immediately burst into purple.

"Langlang sun and moon, the glory protects my golden body, the four evil spirits, and instantly turns into a light dust! Seven stars return, Longquan kills the enemy! 诛邪!" Ye Shaoyang read the spell and pushed the seven-star Longquan sword.

Through the previous attempted attack, he knew that the fat ghost was poorly repaired, and it was difficult to deal with it. He pulled out the seven-star Longquan sword without warning and wanted to attack the enemy.

Before the fat ghost was smashed by the sword of Qixing Longquan sword, it was only then that he came back to God. The dark passage was not good. He released the soul-stricken place, raised his hands and killed the hands, and issued a black gas. Blocked the landing of the Seven Star Longquan sword.

"The sword is just that!" The fat corner of the fat man showed a smile.

"Stupid than, there is me!" Master Sibao held the rosary in his hand and quickly read: "The spirit is long, the water is burning, the water is Kunlun, and the four pits are filled!"

With both hands open, a string of rosary circling constantly, falling on the top of the fat ghost, suddenly golden light, if an admiralty, cover it in the middle.

The ghost power of the fat ghost was instantly sealed.

"Well?" The fat ghost screamed and turned his hands up, trying to open the seal.

Ye Shaoyang certainly won't miss this opportunity, biting his tongue and squirting a blood on the sword front. He said in his mouth: "诛邪!"

Qixing Longquan sword purple light release, will kill the life to become a pile of powder, continue down, blink of an eye, cut off the fat ghost and both hands, fell to the top of its head.

When the fat ghost is poor, I realize that the disaster is coming, open my mouth, spit out a black gas, and turn it into a dark little man, like a ghost that often appears in comics. Two eyes and mouth are three holes in the black hole. With a bit of surprise and horror, raise his hands and hold the sharp blade.

"Soul bone?" Ye Shaoyang was shocked.

The soul bone is unique to the ghost of the ghost, and among the soul bones, there are a total of ten original souls, corresponding to the three souls and seven souls of the ghosts of the world. Ye Shaoyang knows that this dark thing in front of him is the original soul of the fat ghost. It will release the original soul and explain it. Naturally, it wants to block the attack of the Seven Star Dragon Spring Sword.

Ye Shaoyang smiled coldly and continued to press the squatting pressure on the Longquan sword. He pressed down hard, and the soul crystal lit up a red light. Suddenly, the sound of broken glass shattered into numerous pieces and landed on the ground, and the gasification disappeared.