Fang Dou sighed lightly, so far, the crisis has not subsided.

There are only two left in Qianqiu Society, the first-class warlock level Venerable Yan, and the other person has not yet appeared. He can send and receive flying swords and has amazing destructive power.

These two people, either of them, have the strength to kill Fang Dou.

The clearing was completed before, and finally the final moment for the king to go against the king.

The new arm generated by Master Yan moved his arms and used the method of moving his limbs. Although he was a little uncomfortable, he could still deal with it.

"Little monk, your name is Fang Dou?"

Fang Dou nodded with a smile, "No, it's me!"

"Fang Dou, is it your Buddhist name or a layman's name?"

After the fight just now, Master Yan has guessed that Fang Dou, Shi, Dao, and Name are not related, and the methods used are numerous and complicated.

"It turns out that it's also a side-door!"

Master Yan relaxed, and Fang Dou was no longer as strong as he could pose a threat to Qianqiu Society.

"I'm called Fang Dou, square of square, rice-dou!"

Fang Dou's voice was very textured, and his eyes were scanning around, "Why don't you show up in the countryside?"

Master Yan noticed his gaze and shook his head and said, "Are you talking about the Feijian Slave? He doesn't come forward for a while, and once he takes action, it will be your death."

"Be patient, you will see him soon!"

Master Yan's eyes fell at Fang Dou's feet, "You have the altar to protect your body, and you can't move normally. I can only use the means of using the bottom of the box!"

After saying that, he took out an iron tile, which was carved with dense words, all of which were fly heads.

The dense words are like stars surround the moon, with an evil ghost in the center, but there is no other half, only the upper body with an ugly ghost's head.

"All I have learned is in this half of the ghost book."

"This book is about looking for yin and can gather yin and become ghosts, and will use ghosts to fight against ghosts!"

"More importantly, this is also a magic weapon for ghost cultivation."

Master Yan sighed, stretched out his nails and cut his wrists, and red blood gushed out and fell on the concave surface of the iron tiles.

This half of the ghost book is like a sponge absorbing water, sucking blood without leaving a drop.

The iron tiles began to float in the air, and the words began to flash. The evil ghost in the center came back to life in the blink of an eye and leaned out from the surface.

A thrilling scene happened, and the evil ghost on the iron tiles turned into a solid state, roaring with his teeth and claws.

He also slung in the air, and rushed to the altar where Fang Dou stood.

The evil ghost emitted a gloomy aura far exceeds the total number of the four ghost generals and the army of hundreds of ghosts, and reduced the surrounding temperature by about ten degrees.

The mountains are already cold, so the scorching summer instantly enters late autumn.

The altar under Fang Dou's feet made a buzzing sound. The oppression brought by the previous Ghost Book had already posed a threat to the original body of the Tiangang altar.

"Iron Windmill, go!"

He hurriedly used his magic power, and the grass separated, and the iron windmill rushed towards him, and the wind and fire became more and more vigorous.

The evil ghost had only half of his body, so his upper body poked out of the air, as if passing through the window, and the remaining body was still at the other end.

Just the upper body, the aura and power of the evil ghost are already desperately strong.

The iron windmill was wrapped in a raging fire, and the grass around ten miles was spontaneously ignited without wind, and there were flying sparks and ashes everywhere.

Was it a rushing out of hundreds of meters in succession, and had accumulated potential energy to its peak, jumped up and hit the evil ghost.

The evil ghost's mouth cracked open, and his already vicious face became even more ferocious and ugly, and contempt appeared between his eyebrows and eyes.

A surprising scene happened.

The fire carried by the iron windmill was enough to turn a village into ashes, but when it came to the evil ghost, it received invisible suppression and the flames weakened inch by inch.

The yin energy around the evil ghost is as deep as the sea. Before the iron windmill can touch it, it swept away the fire.

"when!"

The evil ghost waved his claws again, and the huge ghost claws showed off, which had a bit of the charm of "exploring ghost claws", but it was more brilliant and profound than the work of Venerable Yan.

The ghost claws destroy the rotten version, easily pinch the iron windmill made of fine steel into a ball of scrap iron.

Fang Dou's pupils contracted, "Not good!"

The evil ghost smiled sarcastically, jumped forward, and in the blink of an eye, crossed a few hundred meters away, and came to Fang Dou, only one step away from the altar.

Fang Dou stared at the tall evil ghost, as if he could feel the gloomy aura emitted from his mouth and nose.

Judging from the appearance of this evil ghost, it is not an ordinary breed. It has gathered four major ghost generals and hundreds of ghosts. Each breed has the most fierce and ugliest characteristics. If there are those who are weak in courage, they will be scared to death when they meet at night.

"call!"

The evil ghost didn't talk nonsense, opened his bloody mouth and inhaped violently at Fang Dou.

The next moment, Fang Dou was spinning and felt his entire soul be sucked away.

Suddenly, the Taoist robe flashed with light, and a cool feeling spread throughout his body, making him react.

"Big Golden Robe!"

Fang Dou stood out of the golden rooster stake and put on a glass state of mind. The golden light flowed all over his body, as if he was wearing a layer of robe.

At the same time, a layer of pattern appeared in the Taoist robe, which was also resisting the evil ghosts' swallowing.

Can't sit still and wait for death!

Fang Dou was in crisis and still looked at the four directions. When he saw the wound on the wrist of Venerable Yan, he was still bleeding slowly.

This means that he operates the evil ghosts in the ghost book and needs to be fed with his own essence and blood.

"Forget it, the last trump card!"

"Dou soldiers obey orders and set up the Double Ninth Festival formation!"

Not far from the altar, the bean soldiers who had stood still raised their heads when they heard this.

The leading alien bean soldier held a steel rod in a crane head and pointed at the evil ghost.

The remaining ninety bean soldiers turned around neatly. Although they were silent, they gave people the feeling of silent shouting.

The bean soldiers were in groups of three, and more than 30 three-petal flowers bloomed instantly. Then, three-three combined to stand out from nine to ten nine-palace formations.

"not good!"

Seeing this, Master Yan immediately realized that the bean soldiers were forming a formation.

"This is a military battle formation. How many miscellaneous studies has the little monk mastered?"

His wrists were flowing faster and his face became paler, urging the evil ghost to solve Fang Dou as soon as possible.

After a few breaths, eighty-one bean soldiers finally formed a formation and formed a Double Ninth Festival formation.

In the formation, something is created out of nothing, and a trace of pure yang energy is born.

The evil ghost suddenly stopped and turned around in confusion. He was seeing the bean soldiers forming the central formation approaching forward in an orderly manner.

"Aowoo!"

The body of the evil ghost turned into black mist and fell towards the bean soldiers' formation, and it was about to disperse it.

The bean soldiers had no expression on their faces. Facing the black fog that was surging like a craze, they strictly guarded the battle formation position, and the pure yang energy above their heads condensed but did not dissipate.

The pure yang energy was as fast as a sword, piercing into the black fog, and screams of ghosts and wolves howling.

Master Yan's hands and feet were cold, and the speed at which the evil ghost absorbed essence and blood suddenly became violent.

The black fog kept wriggling, sometimes turning into a hideous ghost head, sometimes turning into hundreds of ghost claws, trying to disperse the Double Ninth Array.

However, the bean soldiers were fearless and kept their formation intact despite the impact.

At the same time, the pure yang energy is like a millstone, constantly eliminating the weird fog.

In the end, Venerable Yan saw that the black fog became thinner quickly and eventually disappeared.

The evil ghost was destroyed and died under the Chongyang formation formed by bean soldiers.
Chapter completed!