Lang Xing was hiding behind the tree. After a moment, he didn't appear, but a long snake with a thick arm, which brought out a faint water vapor while swimming, and turned around the vanishing position of the wild boar demon corpse and turned into a slender woman with a graceful walking posture. However, the too sharp chin destroyed the beauty of the face and was slightly mean.
A celebrity face that looks like a previous life.
The snake demon was obviously a little confused, and his nose wings gently twitched, "Damn it! It's obviously disappeared here!" He stomped his feet gently, and because his waist was thin, the extremely huge weapon trembled slightly. Lang Xing suddenly felt that the old man in the ghost cultivator beside him suddenly felt cold and trembled.
In special circumstances, I forced myself to hold back the chills and glared at Lao Ma fiercely. Lao Ma laughed silently. The ghost fog in front of me outlined the appearance of a village girl in a mountain village, saying that I have been in the village for more than a hundred years and I see the old woman every day...
No longer paying attention to Lao Ma, when the snake demon turned around, two dark blue flames flashed quietly behind her, and the forest was filled with gloomy wind, "You said you saw me..."
The snake demon suddenly turned around, and a ball of white mist sprayed out from his mouth, covering his head towards the ghost shadow. The temperature in the forest dropped sharply, and the grass and trees touched by the white mist were covered with a thin layer of frost.
"Damn it is still a damn dare to scare me!"
The snake demon changed his delicate aura and retreated three or four feet away. A black shadow in his hand exploded, "Bang!"
With a crisp sound, the rich demonic aura teared the ghost's chest. The snake demon actually used a trick. He had already sensed the ghost behind him. He pretended not to know that the snake venomous whip had already taken the lead.
The ghost looked down at the chest where the ghost energy was dispersed, then suddenly raised his head, with one hand move, a golden chain was like a giant python, which grew in the wind, tightly binding the hands of the snake demon!
The ghost shadow flashed with a golden light, and the ghost energy disappeared, like a golden man floating in the air, with a majestic face, shouting loudly, "The monster, I don't cooperate with the picketing department to implement the heavenly rules! I insulted and despised the City God Yinshu!"
The Yin Soldier was originally an invisible body. After the golden light flashed, it seemed to have a physical body. The ground trembled slightly during its movements, leaving several deep pits wherever it passed. Once the chains were closed, the snake demon could not maintain his human form. He was pinched by the Yin Soldier and could not move.
Jiang is still old, but this ghost is actually a city god Yinshang. He deliberately attracted the snake demon to take action and put a few big hats on it, making it difficult for you to tell the difference!
Lang Xingli was a little farther away, and he felt that the ghost energy dissipated after the golden light of the Yin soldiers flashed. It was somewhat similar to the appearance of the demon energy converging after he fully operated the Arhat Golden Body Art. However, unless the ghost cultivator advanced to the ghost immortal, it was impossible for him to reshape his body.
The snake core kept swallowing and spitting, and the snake demon roared, "Since I became a demon, I have never devoured two-legged sheep, and have been cultivating spirits in Hanyan Mountain. I am not convinced when I went to the City God Merit and Demerit Department, so I can catch me!"
"Of course, you took the initiative to attack the Yin soldiers just now. Who told you that Han Yanshan and Yingchou Storm to get involved the most!" The golden light on the Yin soldiers flashed again, regaining their ghostly spirit. They could only pinch the Snake Demon's seven-inch arm and remained in the golden body.
After the Yin soldier finished speaking, he pulled an animal leather bag from his waist, stepped on the steps of the Gang Step, and recited a magic spell, and he wanted to put the snake demon into the bag. The snake demon's body kept trembling, as if he was suffering from huge pain. The snake's mouth widened, "God of Immortal, please spare my life. A weak woman like me, who will be in the ghost prison, will never survive for three days. I am willing to give my entire fortune. What the Immortal wants to know, I say! I just want to spare my life because it is difficult for me to practice hard and not hurt the creatures!"
The wolf demon hiding nearby sighed in his heart, thinking that the snake demon would say, "The Supreme Immortal can do whatever he wants to take the little demon...
The old man of the ghost cultivator spitted in vain, opening and closing his mouth, and clearly said, "Brother, before you see the real sign, you call me a mother. When it's dead, you will change your words!"
The ghost soldier chanted the spell slowed down, "What kind of flesh and blood medicines do you have no use to my Yin spirit body, and what wealth do you have?"
"I am willing to worship portraits of the immortals in the mountains and add some incense to the immortals!"
The ghost soldier stopped chanting the spell, hung the leather bag back to his waist, and said lightly, "You snake demon know a lot, but is there any relatives in the family working under the City God's Sect?"
"After my cousin became a demon general, he knew that there was no hope of forming a pill, so he took the initiative to give up the demon body. The original method was in the same way as the City God's Sect, and listened to it under the general Shackles." The snake demon breathed a sigh of relief, and began to make a relationship, which showed that there was still room for negotiation.
"The water snake under General Shackles? Who is the one who reported the number Ruyi?" The Yin soldier thought for a moment and asked uncertainly.
"Yes!" The snake demon nodded repeatedly as if he had caught a life-saving straw.
The Yin Bing showed a strange smile on his face and said, "Your cousin has never told you that if you are a villain who is as good as us who is not as good as the one who is as good as the one who does not have a magic card, isn't qualified to start a party and receive incense?"
The snake demon smiled softly, looking like I understood the rules, "No God card, keep the portrait, the immortal leaves some thoughts in the painting, and incense can help refine the golden body. Even the city gods don't care."
The Yin soldier's face was stern, "The City God can control this Tatar country, the human world, the city god!" The snake demon quickly admitted his mistake, and the Yin soldier's tone was gentle, "Since you have this kind of heart, I will leave you a portrait later."
The snake demon thanked him in surprise, and knew that he happened to be his favorite and his life was protected. The ghost soldier let go of the snake demon's seven-inch arm, and the last little golden light faded away. Except for holding a chain, it was no longer much different from ordinary ghost cultivators.
"I need some explanation to let you go back to the mountain. Let me ask you, is the demon saint who has advanced to the Yingchoujian? What kind of Taoist practice is he doing now?" asked the Yin Bing. Before the snake demon could answer, he felt it left and right, but he was still worried. He made Taoist seals with his hands and recited mantras on his mouth, and even set up sound insulation covers around him.
Lang Xing could not continue to feel the conversation between the two, and felt a hatred in his heart. It was estimated that this Yin Soldier was also a serious Taoist priest during his lifetime, and he acted more cautiously than monsters.
The Yin Soldier asked, and the snake demon replied that it should be that the snake demon was more cooperative. The Yin Soldier kept nodding with satisfaction, and finally even loosened the chain, making the snake demon turn into a human form again. The snake demon swears like a swearing, and guarantees something.
Lang Xing observed for a while and could not get more useful information. He was planning to retreat quietly. Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed in the flash. The Yin soldiers' chains tightened, the leather bag was opened, and the spell was chanted quickly, and the snake demon was completely taken away.
The snake demon had just got a chance to breathe, and seemed to be desperate, but he flew directly to the Yin soldiers, then bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of essence and blood in his heart. With a stream of cold smoke, it turned into a black ice cone and rushed straight to the Yin soldiers' dantian!
The cold yin pokes the divine thorn!
The Yin soldier roared. In the dantian of the spiritual body, the shadow of an egg-sized person turned into a solid body under the attack of the ice cone, as if it was frozen. The golden light flashed a few times, like a short circuit in the continuous power, and it never could cover the whole body.
The snake demon's mouth was left, and its aura was sluggish, and the demonic aura instantly descended to the realm of the demon soldier, which clearly consumed the origin and launched a life-threatening attack.
He didn't dare to look back, the snake demon turned into a small water snake and quickly fled towards Hanyan Mountain. Only an angry voice came, "Cousin, who is not good for you to offend me, it will hurt me!"
Lang Xing sighed inwardly, "Now you don't have any relationships before you know the details!" It is obvious that the snake demon cousin has an old grudge with the Yin soldiers. The Yin soldiers hide but do not release them. After placing the snake demon confession, they will kill him. Unexpectedly, the snake demon took the opportunity to use the means of fighting for his life and escaped.
A sudden excitement of Lao Ma's voice came from his ears, "Ghost core, frozen!"
Chapter completed!