Uncle Jiu shouted: "No, she actually practiced the Netherworld Ghost Realm. Be careful. You must not let her be born, otherwise the entire Guangzhou City would turn into a ghost creature."

The Netherworld Ghost Realm is like a small world to isolate the backyard of Liuyuan from the outside world. Without the help of the heaven and earth energy, Uncle Jiu and his friends will become weaker and weaker. If they cannot break the ghost world and cannot kill Pan Xiaocui, the final consequences can be imagined.

The four-eyed Taoist looked ugly and said, "I didn't expect that everyone has always underestimated this female ghost. She has quietly refined her to become the Netherworld Ghost Realm. You know, even some evil ghosts accumulated over a year will find it difficult to practice the Netherworld Ghost Realm."

As he said that, the Taoist Simu said to Fang Xiaoyu: "Be careful not to let the ghost energy invade the body, otherwise he may become a puppet in the Nether Ghost Realm."

The rich ghost energy around it seemed to have a certain consciousness, actually eroded towards Fang Xiaonei. These ghost energy were obviously different from the ghost energy that spread on the previous ghost energy.

If you really want to say something different, it should be that one is a kind of yin energy between heaven and earth, and the other is that the breath of consciousness is attached. The two are obviously different.

Without the need for the Four-Mind Taoist to remind him, Fang Xiaoyu immediately used his inner breath to turn it into the inner breath of the Vajra Indestructible Magical Power. The vast Buddhist aura washed over and collided with the ghost energy.

Although Fang Xiaoyu is not a Buddhist disciple, he has been studying art in Shaolin for so many years and has been infected with the breath of Buddhist aura.

Even if the Vajra Indestructible Divine Art does not focus on Buddhism, it cannot get rid of the fact that it is a Buddhist Divine Art.

The Buddhist path and the ghost path themselves are incompatible. The inner breath containing the Buddhist aura swept over, and the gloomy ghost energy that invaded Fang Xiao disappeared.

Even between the Netherworld Ghost Realm, there was a faint light coming out of Fang Xiaoyu's body. At first glance, Fang Xiaoyu looked like a glaring Vajra, and the ghost energy around him could not erode Fang Xiaoyu's slightest.

Uncle Jiu, who was fighting with Pan Xiaocui, was still a little worried about Fang Xiaoyu, but now he was slightly stunned when he saw the abnormality on Fang Xiaoyu. Rest as he felt relieved and focused on fighting with Pan Xiaocui.

As for the Taoist Simu, he took out a small and exquisite flag from his arms, and a hideous ghost face was vividly vivid.

Fang Xiaoyu glanced at him and said curiously: Uncle Simu, what kind of treasure is this?

The Taoist Simu smiled proudly and said, "My Maoshan Sect is not only the first-class in catching ghosts, but also the first-class in raising ghosts. This is a fierce ghost I raise."

Fang Xiaoyu looked at the flag expectantly. It was not the first time Fang Xiaoyu had encountered the ghost raising. Didn’t the Taoist priests in the four sides use the evil ghosts they raised to defraud money?

However, the Simu Taoist would definitely not raise ghosts to cheat people of money, and he was also curious about what kind of ghosts the Simu Taoist would raise.

He heard the Simin Taoist chanting, and at the same time he bit his fingertips, a drop of blood flew over the banner. Then the Simin Taoist stomped his feet and shouted: "The ghosts and gods of heaven are aware of it, Dong Guerrilla, please show up and help me with my strength to subdue demons and demons."

As the Simu Taoist finished speaking, the ghost face on the banner opened wide, swallowing the Simu Taoist's blood in one mouthful. Then the yin energy surged into the sky, and a ghost with a sharp-stricken general appeared in front of him.

This should be Dong Guerrilla in the mouth of the Simudao people. Fang Xiaoyu guessed whether the other party was a guerrilla general during his lifetime.

The difference between the ghosts Fang Xiaoyu saw is that Dong Guerrilla's eyes were clear and not as cruel and fierce as other ghosts.

"The last general Dong Ming pays homage to the ghost master"

Generally, people who raise ghosts are the masters of the ghosts they raise. It is normal for the ghost general in front of him to call the Simu Taoist Man the Ghost Lord.

The four-eyed Taoist blinked at Fang Xiaoyu, waved his hand to Pan Xiaocui not far away and said, "Dong Guerrilla, please help me subdue this female ghost."

Fang Xiaoyu could see that the ghost raised by the Taoist Simu was at the level of fierce ghosts, but it was much worse than Pan Xiaocui at the level of fierce ghosts.

However, the ghost general took the order from the four-eyed Taoist, grabbed the void with his big hand, and a spear formed by the ghost energy appeared, and rushed towards Pan Xiaocui quickly and killed him.

Fang Xiaoyu came back to his senses, and the four-eyed Taoist rushed up immediately, cooperating with the ghost general to give Pan Xiaocui a moment from time to time.

With a long roar, Fang Xiaoyu mobilized the blood and blood in his body. The surging blood and qi turned into a pillar of smoke to stir up the surrounding ghost energy, just like a big stove. Wherever he passed, the gloomy ghost energy dissipated.

The magic sword made of lightning strike wood actually flashed with slight lightning under the infusion of magic power, and the thunderous aura of the most yang filled it.

With a swish, Fang Xiaoyu waved his sword and saw countless hair flying all over the sky instantly chopping down. Under the shock of thunder, all of them turned into black gas and dissipated.

With blood surging above his head and holding a magic sword made of Thunder Wood, Fang Xiaoyu brought even stronger pressure to Pan Xiaocui than the four-mesh Taoist.

The Demon-Subduing Sword Technique was used, and it opened and closed, which forced Pan Xiaocui to distract himself from dealing with Fang Xiaoyu, greatly reducing the pressure on Uncle Jiu.

The pressure weakened, Uncle Jiu bit his fingertips and drew a talisman on the peach wood sword in a very fast speed, shouting in a deep voice: "Breaking the evil spell"

Suddenly, a dazzling light shot out from the Taomu Sword, and the evil spell broke through the evil spell was so strong that it was Yang. Under the urging of Uncle Jiu's essence and blood, the Taomu Sword's power broke through the evil spell exploded almost dozens of times, and was hitting the female ghost.

"Ao..."

A shrill scream came from Pan Xiaocui's mouth, and a terrifying hole appeared on Pan Xiaocui's abdomen. The ghost body around the hole became a little erratic.

Pan Xiaocui roared to the sky and rushed towards Uncle Jiu. The speed was so fast that it was hard to defend against. He grabbed Uncle Jiu in his hand.

Uncle Jiu was actually caught by Pan Xiaocui. The four-eyed Taoist and Fang Xiaoyu were shocked, but Uncle Jiu seemed very calm. At this time, Pan Xiaocui's ghost face opened her mouth and swallowed it towards Uncle Jiu's head.

What a Ninth uncle, he still looked calm when facing such a scene. He suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out blood. The essence and blood in his heart sprayed the female ghost's face like terrifying sulfuric acid.

Suddenly, a sizzling sound came from the female ghost's face, and a stream of fishy black smoke drifted away. Of course, the most harsh thing was the shrill ghost cry made by the female ghost.

Uncle Jiu kicked over and kicked the female ghost away on the spot. However, the female ghost turned her head suddenly, and her hair was like a poisonous snake twitched on Uncle Jiu's chest, and each person and the ghost flew backwards.

Uncle Jiu landed on the ground and took a few steps back. The clothes on his chest had been corroded by the ghost energy, revealing his chest, but his chest was also blue, which was obviously caused by the erosion of the ghost energy.

Fang Xiaoyu waved his sword and cut off the dancing long hair, stepped in front of Uncle Jiu and said, "Master, it doesn't matter."

Uncle Jiu looked at Fang Xiaoyu who was blocking his body, and his eyes showed a hint of relief. As the innate breathing in his body was circulating, the ghost energy that invaded his body was quickly discharged, and his face was a little pale: "It's okay."

However, Fang Xiaoyu could still hear that Uncle Jiu’s aura was a little unpleasant. After all, he was hit hard by a female ghost and it was impossible for him to have no harm at all.

"Come and help, otherwise I can't hold on."

The cries of the Taoist Simu came. Fang Xiaoyu looked back and saw the Taoist Simu dodged Pan Xiaocui's attack in a mess. As for Dong Guerrilla, he was torn in half by Pan Xiaocui.

Fortunately, it was a ghost body, even if it was torn in half, it was just a little weaker. It condensed into a ghost body again and rushed towards the female ghost with great courage.

Fang Xiaoyu was in high spirits of fighting and rushed towards the female ghost. The dark magic sword passed through his palm, and the magic sword was dyed red with blood. He slashed at the female ghost.

The female ghost howled, and the ghost claw Sensen tried to capture Fang Xiaoyu's slashed sword. However, although Fang Xiaoyu could not do it, both the essence and blood that were full of energy and blood or the sword refined by thunder strike wood were the strongest among the three.

With a sting, the female ghost's ghost's claw was cut down by Fang Xiaoyu's sword. The ghost claw fell to the ground and turned into black smoke to dissipate. At the same time, the sword swept across, and cut the female ghost in half.

The embarrassed Taoist seized the opportunity, and the Heavenly Thunder Token was sacrificed, and he hit the female ghost, and then he saw lightning filled the body, as if countless thundersnakes were entangled with the female ghost.

A shrill scream came from the lightning, and the smelly black air soared into the sky.

"Return of Yin Body!"

Suddenly, the female ghost's gloomy roar was heard, and then a corpse wrapped in a big red dress crawled out of the well. The ghostly spirit was extremely strong, and the ground was frozen and frost was suddenly frozen.

Seeing this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but shout, "No, don't let her soul and body be united."

Fang Xiaoyu threw the wooden sword of lightning strike at Uncle Jiu who was rushing towards him and said, "Master, you come to deal with her ghost body, and leave this corpse to me."

Uncle Jiu subconsciously took the magic sword thrown by Fang Xiaoyu, and saw Fang Xiaoyu pounce on Pan Xiaocui's body, with a look of worry in his eyes.

At this moment, the Taoist Simu shouted: "Senior Brother Jiu, let's destroy this ghost body first. Fang Xiaoyu's martial arts cultivation is higher than you and me, and he will practice Taoism with you. Even if he is not the opponent of the corpse, there will be no accidents for a while."

Just as Uncle Jiu and the Four-Mind Taoist joined forces to deal with Pan Xiaocui's ghost body, Fang Xiaoyu had already slapped the body with one palm.

Kanglong regrets the most strong and yang, and the most important thing is that Fang Xiaoyu's hands are covered with blood at this moment.

With a bang, Fang Xiaoyu's palm was stamped on the corpse. In an instant, Fang Xiaoyu felt that his palm seemed to be pressing on the thousand-year-old mysterious ice. The extremely cold ghost energy surged out of the corpse, which was very meaningless to freeze Fang Xiaoyu.

"Break it for me."

With a loud shout, the blood in his body was boiling. In an instant, Fang Xiaoyu seemed to turn into a day, and the blood of the rolling qi suppressed the gloomy ghost energy on the body of the corpse.

The Taoist Simu was still amazed when he saw this scene: "This kid's blood is too strong. What kind of martial arts he practiced? With such powerful blood, I am afraid that the ghosts under the evil spirits will find it difficult to get close to you."
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