He came out of the five families and called himself immortals, but in fact he still could not escape the path of demon spirit.

Their original bodies, especially foxes, weasels, snakes, and rats, are inseparable from the wet and damp places. They have been dealing with the tombs all year round, which also makes their practice contain some ways of ghosts and immortals.

The three are mixed together, which is why the five families have become famous.

Palm demon spirit, use ghost skills, and enjoy incense.

Therefore, the rebellion of the northern ghost kingdom was at that time, and the five families came to defend against it for a long time. If it weren't for the continuous continuous ghosts in the underworld, they would not have retreated again and again.

And the "Palace of Bliss" is their top creator of ghost art.

The technique of paper-making is to communicate with ghosts and gods, enter the underworld, and protect ancestors.

Therefore, the way of the underworld is hidden in paper-breaking, especially in many places where ghost stories such as paper-breaking people communicate with psychics are circulated. This is the situation where craftsmen have top-notch methods, which has caused paper-breaking people to be infected with the power of the underworld and then communicate with psychics.

This kind of paper-made man is the best tribute, and you can even go to and from the underworld to communicate with your ancestors and serve as messengers.

The Palace of Pure Land was derived from this method. Everyone knows that foxes like to use ancient tombs as caves because these places are often good in Feng Shui and have a cold and dark aura, which is of great benefit to their practice.

The Night Fox is connected to the Netherworld, which has been happening since ancient times. It is a technique of controlling Yin-Yang and Ghost, combining the inner breathing formation of demon spirits, and adding paper-breaking techniques.

First, we made a small white house with pavilions and towers in the inner room, and also had wine, ponds, meat forests, singing, swallows and dancing, and the way to enjoy the world is complete.

Another black paper room was created, which was accompanied by a catalog of hell scenes such as "Talk-pulling hell", "Fire-burning hell", etc. White paper fell from black paper, and they transformed into two parts, and became the original "Palace of Paradise".

Later, he attached the secret technique of demon spirit, and placed it in the underworld. It will not be corrupt for thirty years, communicate with thirty years, and traveled to the underworld for thirty years.

In the end, it became such a rare magic weapon.

So when Miss Hu Si said that she had brought the Palace of Paradise, Mao Xiaofang's color became slightly unnatural.

He knew that if the Palace of Paradise was in hand, even if he had a good geographical location, he, the Yin God who was out of his body, might not be able to escape.

Fortunately, these people from the Ma family were very regular and did not mean to kill him.

Otherwise, a Yin God who is close to the realm of Yang Shen Da Zhenren is a good material for sacrificing magic weapons.

Seeing that the Palace of Pilgrimage had already used its power, Mao Xiaofang could only look at the light curtain in front of him and said no more.

...

"Is this kind of thing? If used, we can make us healthy?"

Mr. Su looked at the foreigner in front of him and showed a look of suspicion.

A small piece of jade plaster fell on the table, but strangely, the person opposite Mr. Su couldn't see his face clearly.

It seems like something is interfering.

"You two can give it a try, these are my sincerity..."

The man couldn't see his face clearly, but his accent was pure northern flavor. Especially some special pronunciation methods, he vaguely felt more ancient and elegant. The sound alone could also make people outline an image with outstanding temperament and nobleness.

Shaking his head and watching Mr. Su pick up the jade paste in the light curtain, Mao Xiaofang immediately discovered the problem. Perhaps he was the body of the Yin God, and he was more sensitive than the others.

"This is the method of confusing God when speaking!"

I don’t need to look at what happened next. The foreigner came three times, bringing some jade paste every time. When he stopped coming, Mr. Su and Mrs. Su seemed to have something missing in his heart.

So in order to satisfy their shortcomings, they began to become more and more arrogant in their hobbies, tasting wild game, eating whatever is rare and what cannot be eaten.

After arriving, Mao Xiaofang even suspected that if these two people continued to develop, they would no longer be limited to animals and would start to target humans...

"No wonder we looked for it for a long time before, but the root cause was not found. It turned out that medicines magnified the mental shortcomings, and it was a very early drug. Now that the body has excreted for several rounds, there has been nothing left..."

The cold sound rang again, the fog was surging, and the three sedans began to retreat.

It seems that they have achieved their goal and want to leave.

Gu Xuanwu looked at the children who were about to leave with the sedan chair, with a look of great regret in his eyes, but he didn't say anything.

Did he say, can I want you a child to be with me?

If you think about it, you will know that when you say this, you will beat him up when you hear it, let alone three powerful demon spirit masters.

At that time, his identity as a commander will not help him.

"Who?"

He only said one sentence, and then he stopped talking and suddenly heard a deep voice.

Strong breaths spread and fell into the thick fog.

A figure holding something in his hand actually walked out of the fog, as if ignoring the threat of the three horse fairies.

‘Bobo’

With three crisp sounds, the sedan chair the horse fairies were riding in was broken.

"What an accident..."

Looking at the small thing in his hand, Zhao Wuyou's eyes were full of splendor. The Palace of Jile was made of paper, but the core was still the yin and yang ghost arts. The ghost arts had to have something to hate to defeat, suppress the center, and prevent the internal disasters from turmoil.

But Zhao Wuyou never expected that the object of this paradise in Pure Land was actually a psychic seal!

The sixth son of the dragon, who carried the monument and made waves. The ancient sage king surrendered him and made many contributions later, and was a divine beast that suppressed the wind and waves of mountains.

"Brother Zhao..."

Mao Xiao's face changed. Seeing Zhao Wuyou attacked and injured three immortals, he was quite anxious and worried.

"It's okay."

After waved his hand and thanked Mao Xiaofang for his concern, Zhao Wuyou led the spiritual consciousness in the seal of the Domineering Seal and landed in Gu Xuanwu's eyebrows.

Then he threw the seal into the fog, and a squirming squirming, and the fog quickly pulled the seal back.

"Who is you? You dare to hurt me!"

The cold voice was extremely dissatisfied and had a bit of murderous intent.

"Little Changcheng, you are a person who is not even a dragon, and you dare to shout in front of me, aren't you afraid that I will make a serving of water snake porridge?"

Without further ado, a true sun fire fell, and the fog and cold air suddenly disappeared.

He was also surprised when he was knowledgeable and knowledgeable. After all, in that kind of power, he felt the possibility of truly damaging himself.

That kind of severe damage is not just a few days to repair, but... in years!

Zhao Wuyou ignored Wuxin behind him, and even though he knew that he had the secret that could lead to the third level, he was not in a hurry.

Daoji has become a foundation, what he needs to do is to verify his own Tao and observe the achievements of others is just one aspect.

The green and purple poisonous fog was revealed, and being called the little worm obviously made the anger of the snake fairy, who was born in the Liu family.

However, Zhao Wuyou's true fire had not been shot out, but just a breath was sent out, which actually wiped out the poisonous fog. The implicit golden breath even had a bit of the evil spirit of a real sword.

"Exhale into a sword!"

Miss Hu Si screamed, and then said nothing more, retreating directly with the fog. She was not the worm that had broken her head. She knew very well how the sword-like person was.

"I'll give you a sentence to check the two overseas countries. There should be fewer methods and elegant tone in the world today..."
Chapter completed!