Fang Nan’s tombs? And there are eighteen!

Under the eighteen stone tablets, there are crystal-like bulges, which look very gorgeous from a distance. Obviously, there is a tomb where I am dressed in eighty clothes. Unfortunately, behind the group of people, there are strange clothes piled up. It seems that these clothes and tombs have long been cleared by these families, Li Dai Taozao.

I was secretly surprised. Aren’t my 18th generation corpses all on the top of Xiaoyun Mountain? Why is the tomb of clothes here again?

"Damn!" The fat man wiped his cold sweat and whispered beside me: "Who helped you get it? It's so awesome to build the tomb of clothes and clothes in the dragon vein!"

I smiled bitterly and silently calculated the location below and found that this caucus room was really in the center of the dragon vein. Fortunately, the dragon vein was incomplete before, and it had little impact on the tomb of clothes and clothes. Otherwise, it would be a very thrilling rhythm.

There were fourteen people inside, seven of whom stood in the outer guardians, all wearing black clothes and stepping on the seven-star direction, forming their own formation. You can vaguely see that the one standing in the center is an old man with vicissitudes of face and white hair, but this person's eyes flashed and his eyes appeared light green, which was abnormal.

We know that this person is definitely the descendant of Qianjimen.

"They are working together to reverse the dragon vein trend!"

Grandpa's face was extremely gloomy and he told us quietly.

This dragon vein can be transformed from the Mid-Autumn Festival night every year by using the ancient formations to change its shape, making the dragon vein complete, and transform from a bad place to a lucky place!

Grandpa speculated that I died in the eighteenth generation before and was planted with flowers by others, perhaps it was related to this tomb of clothing trapped by the great evil.

But he couldn't figure out who made such a big deal that he forced my eighteen reincarnations to make this miserable.

While speaking, the practice seemed to be at the critical point. We looked at each other, waited for an opportunity to move, and prepared to bring this group of people.

"This person is the contemporary leader of Qianji Sect, Qiankun."

Ling Tongzhu told us that Qiankun was already 124 years old. When he was four years old, he was taken over by the leader of Qianji Sect and recuperated. For 120 years, this person has been possessed of evil magic and has been incredible. Moreover, his wife Hawkinghua is the descendant of the Miaojiang Witchcraft. The two colluded and captured it, killing many innocent people.

Thirty years ago, Hawking Hua's brother became the leader of the lieutenant sect. Qiankun was pulled into the lieutenant sect by his brother-in-law and became a guest elder. His power and status were almost on par with Huo Long's life. The three of them became the iron triangle of the Qianjimen.

Grandpa said that when he was young, he didn't have a deep Taoist technique, so the two of them fought. At that time, Grandpa was no match for him and was seriously injured. Last time, he finally got angry.

"The Emperor and Queen, return the world to me! Thousands of machines are gone, and the dragon energy is full of energy." Qiankun's expression becomes more and more serious, his face becomes a little ashen and sweaty. Behind him, an old man in a seedling outfit, held back to him, held three incense sticks on his head, and knelt on the ground to worship.

The words in my mouth are really ambitious:

"All the king's land is under the world, and the king's minister is Huo Longsheng, and he will receive the instructions of the gods."

Those three incense sticks spontaneously ignited without fire, but without any smoke and dust, and looked very strange.

Almost at the same time, a faint black light enveloped Huo Longsheng.

Our faces changed so much that our eyes changed. This evil formation was indeed a little trick. Moreover, Huo Longsheng and Qiankun were too ambitious and wanted to own the dragon vein and become the best man, which was outrageous.

"The evil god receives incense, and the Taoist Technique is about to be achieved. We only have ten minutes to do it!" Grandpa said softly.

The three men in Lingtong, grandpa, Yu Wei's heart rushed out. According to the plan, I, Fatty, and Yu Wei were responsible for destroying the existence of the good clothes and tomb of the temple.

"These people are all wanted criminals listed. Don't do it under self-defense!"

"Be careful!" A middle-aged man on Qiankun's right side was the first to find his grandfather and the others, and immediately issued a warning.

Taoist Master Lu Song reacted very quickly, jumped up and directly attacked the man's back heart. This man wanted to maintain the evil formation and resist the attack.

After seeing this person's appearance, Lu Song smiled coldly, took out his pistol, and sternly said: "Ma Wei, I didn't expect you to fall into my hands after all! Last time, you must repay the three lives today!"

Damn, no wonder Principal Lu Song, as a policeman, pulled out his gun so decisively. It turned out that this person should have died.

The Ma Wei's face changed drastically. He knew that the evil formation could not be missing, but he was unwilling to wait for death. This person was extremely entangled.

"Ma Wei, if you dare to give me a step, I will let you die immediately!" Qian Kun's face was cold, and Ma Wei seemed to think of something. He was so scared that he trembled and closed his eyes.

Taoist Master Lu Song's face changed slightly. He was professional, so he did not shoot directly after all.

At this time, several people from Ling Passage faced the seven guardians directly. In the caucus, there were colorful lights in the caucus room, and more than a dozen people fought, which was extremely shocking.

Grandpa shaking the soul-catching bell and took out his commonly used sickle, which prevented Qiankun from continuing to cast spells.

Fatty Yuwei and I took advantage of the chaos and ran to the tomb. We found that eighteen black bodies in the crystal tomb had begun to become evil in the crystal tomb.

And, the front-end one is the one that was dealt with by Lao Zhang at the time, Hawkinghua!

But at this moment, Hawkinghua's eyes opened, and the eyes inside were replaced with two milky white stones, as if he was staring at us.

"You can't leave these corpses, otherwise there will be endless disasters!"

I greeted the fat man Yuwei and started to take action.

Qiankun was so angry that he jumped up when he saw us destroying the Eighteen Corpse Evils, but the formation stopped. If he interrupted rashly, he would definitely suffer. Besides, my grandfather faced him and Huo Longsheng and refused to let him go, which made the two of them in a hurry.

"Wife, help me!"

Qiankun suddenly bit his tongue and sprayed it out. At the same time, he drew a simple talisman with his left hand. Grandpa's face was heavy and he quickly threw out a pile of talisman paper, but in the end he could not intercept Qiankun's natal essence and blood.

A small half of them fell silently on the flowery door of Hawking and was instantly absorbed.

"No, the spirit corpse has been formed!" Grandpa said with a look of his face, and hello we should retreat soon.

We saw that we had destroyed ten corpses, but we had to retreat suddenly.

The spiritual corpse turned into by Hawkinghua jumped out with a thud. Two milky white fake eyeballs were searching around. In less than a second, the old woman had already determined the direction. No matter how we hid, she could adjust her direction in an instant.

"Go away!" I looked at my grandfather, Ling Tong and the others, and couldn't care about this. Yuwei was hardly violent when it had nothing to do with my life and death or feelings.

It seems that it's up to me!
Chapter completed!