There were many people coming to the ghost market, except for the left-behind Mr. Gou, the Widow Sisters, and the Old Liu Head who went up the mountain to find the Queer's eyes, Cui Deyuan, who was unable to move, and the remaining Eighth Master, Cheng San, Lu Fatty, Fox Po and Wu Magan all came.

The eyes of Master Honglian's Tianshi flashed across everyone's faces one by one. According to the time when his eyes paused, he could recognize at least three people here. It was no wonder that he shook his back and followed him seriously, and his entire deputy seemed to be facing a great enemy.

The ghost market itself is a secluded city. Originally, the people here were unwilling to join the world to cause trouble, so everyone stood around without saying a word, just waiting for this guy's actions - otherwise, after a moment, he finally spoke slowly:

"Hmph! Humph! No wonder a baby dares to care about my little business in the White Lotus Sect. It turns out that there are you old guys behind me. Tsk tsk, let me see... Oh, a ghost master Wang Bayue of the Five-wheel Sect, an elder of a hundred ghosts, a thief who kills a thousand people, and two internal families with some foundation... It's not bad, it's a bit interesting!"

Elders of Hundred Ghosts and Thousands of People Slaughter the Thieves?

Supreme Treasure followed his point and found that it was the thin and lonely Wu Magan and the honest Cheng San who almost laughed out loud at that time... Isn't it? Both of them had dark faces. Isn't this nonsense?

He laughed at himself, and the other side was still continuing...

"Don't talk about it!" The old man August interrupted without hesitation: "Since we dare to come, you will recognize the expected ones, and there is nothing to say. It is a taboo for you to summon ghost officials here and ask for a ghost god. If someone else insists on letting you leave, but since we are in seclusion, we are not willing to cause trouble, and we don't want to pay attention to your purpose here - as long as you let go of the locked ghost and leave here, I will not pursue it, okay?"

Hearing this, the Red Lotus Master kept ringing like a drum beat!

It turned out that this person was a thief in the Tao. Before the rise of the White Lotus Sect, he learned some tricks of chicken crowing and dog stealing with an old Taoist priest. At that time, women often wore makeup and walked around the world. Whenever they met a pregnant woman who was less than five months pregnant, they would use the "Five-up Smoke" to cover up and steal the fetus in their belly and go back to refine the elixir. For a while, the local area was in panic.

The way of heaven has constant cause and effect, and the evil deeds of Honglian will naturally not last long. That day, when he was committing a crime, he met August when he was young. Can the hot temper of August tolerate such evil deeds? He immediately captured him and prepared to send him to the sect...

It was also this guy who should not be successful. On the way, August 2016 met another enemy again. He took advantage of the opportunity of the two fighting and then jumped into the river to save his life.

After returning to the Taoist temple, the old Taoist priest beat him and scolded him because he did not bring back the fetus. In anger, Honglian was jealous and reborn as he was gallbladder. He got drunk in the middle of the night and took his life with a knife. From then on, he found the old Taoist scriptures and scriptures and then learned a lot of skills.

In fact, if Honglian had changed her usual routine, she might have surrendered, but this time it was a major issue. In addition, the other party was an old enemy, Honglian couldn't help but feel quite angry, wanting to abandon the new and old hatreds. Thinking of the joints, Honglian couldn't help but show her fierce look and said evilly:

"I have an extremely important relationship today. It's not just myself, but my entire White Lotus Sect. You tell me to retreat with just one word. Not only will the Holy Mother in the religion pursue it, but even my subordinates cannot convince me. How can you tell me to follow you?"

"Are you looking for death?" Cheng San roared first, and he didn't know why he had such a big temper and actually snatched the Eighth Master's head. He only heard him say hatefully: "Do you really think we are afraid of you? You just are too lazy to kill you. At this time, he even told the master that he had negotiated terms with the Eighth Master, you don't have to do it, I will just take this guy off myself!"

As they spoke, the fists of the hands overlapped and began to move. The joints rattled and the muscles rose high.

"Cheng San!" The old man from August smiled and waved his hand, "Don't fall into the trap. This guy just saw the blood-clotting curse of your Thousand People Slaughter, the taboo of our seclusion here, so he just tried and tested - but if you dare to kill someone, he would be ready to escape immediately..."

"Not bad!" The fox lady also smirked, "Look at his hands holding the soul-locking fragrance of the two ghosts, and his feet pedaling to the starting point. As the Eighth Master said, you can only kill his subordinates, and it is probably not easy to kill him."

"That's good!" Cheng San shook his head and said, "I'll kill one, but I can't do it..." He looked at Honglian opposite him, and his eyes became sharp and fierce. An indescribable sense of wildness suddenly spread from his body, and everyone in the field felt a sudden sensation of heart...

That feeling was like facing the hungry tiger and beast that was about to pounce on the food!

"Forget it, the two little men you killed were not very meaningful, but they caused countless troubles to yourself," Wu Magan next to him coldly advised: "From what he said, it's just about thinking about the tactics, so let's let him go - why bother to kill a wild dog and put on an arm?"

A few people said and said something, and in just a few words, Honglian's thoughts were pointed out. He couldn't help but look extremely ugly, and he didn't say anything, just sneered... But the laughter seemed a little pale and powerless in Supreme Treasure's ears, and he felt a little panicked.

August understands what Wu Magan means: In fact, it is very simple to kill these people. Even if you kill Honglian together, it may not be difficult. Everyone in the ghost market understands this situation. The Honglian is alone and he doesn't know... But it is difficult to release the locked ghost in front of him. I don't know what kind of magic the White Lotus Sect was just now, so it is difficult to rescue it.

The best thing is to convince Honglian and let him solve the spell himself.

Eighth Master immediately smiled and followed the words and continued: "Okay! Master Honglian, why don't you choose? How can you not create a situation where there is no mutual benefit? Let's take a look and I'll continue."

As soon as this statement came out, he felt that there was no chance of winning in the melee, and the monoclonal antibody side had a chance to win. He kept running and preparing to compete with August, and quickly said:

"All of them are academic practitioners, what other options can you choose? To be simple, you and me will compete for cultivation. If I lose, I will let go of the ghost and Islam without saying a word. If you lose, you can't interfere in my affairs here!"

"One word is certain!"

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Master Honglian held a small black cloth banner in his left hand, with three big words "Yin and Yang Banner" written in red blood; he hid his right hand behind him and didn't know what he held, staring at Master Eight. Master Eight was staring at Master Eight indifferently, walked to the opposite side, took out a cigarette pipe and lit it, and squinted his eyes and sucked a few mouthfuls:

"bring it on!"

"Hmph!" You're welcome, Honglian reached out and threw the black and red banner among the two.

Then, he pinched a lotus with his left hand and pointed it in front of his chest, muttered a few words in his mouth, and then turned his fingers into his palm and gently flicked it outwards.

A blood bead emerged from there and hit the top of the black banner like a flying one!

Hulala... Hulalala...

The black banner turned around on his own!

A faint pressure spread out from the black banner, and the whole scene was circling like a stream of water, and it became more and more rapid, as if it was about to wrap the eighth master up!

At this time, the Eighth Master's eyes suddenly opened. He showed a look of disdain and said lightly: "You dare to show off even the tricks of the devil?" As he spoke, he stretched out a hand.

If you move one hand, I will also use one hand, but I will not take advantage of you.

The Eighth Master stretched out his hand and kept changing. Various wheel seals appeared repeatedly. The flowing water usually formed three or nine magic seals, and finally stayed on the sunshine seal, and shouted angrily:

"Barrier! Eliminate! Yin and Yang! Pure! - Break!"

I put my right hand on the cigarette pot on my left hand, and the cigarette pot flew out with a whirring sound!

"Bang!--Crack...!"

The cigarette pipe pot hit the air and suddenly slapped, and then suddenly a crisp sound like fried beans sounded!

Countless pink, gray and black smoke drifted down from the air.

Honglian's face changed. She didn't expect that her magic was broken so simply. She knew in her heart that the eighth master's ability and cultivation were not simple, and simple tricks were useless at all. Thinking of this section, she simply used her killer weapon.

He shouted suddenly: "He is reborn in a leisurely manner, come and borrow the soul, those who are born without any delusions can save suffering and disasters - the heavenly soldiers ask for help! Guide the mortal world of heaven, the mother of the unborn, and the Maitreya Holy Buddha is coming! Go! The divine weapon is coming! Return! Follow the order!"

The right hand hidden behind him roared outward, and a roar was like a ghost crying and howling: "Soldiers are coming!"

The thing fell all over the ground, and it turned out to be... a handful of beans?

Although this was just a simple bean, the eighth master's face had changed! Because he clearly saw those rolling on the ground, twisting and constantly changing!

"Is this the supreme magical mantra of the White Lotus Sect... the art of spreading beans into war?"

Throughout history, there have been eight great spells of heaven. According to legend, they are the techniques used to assist the kings, namely: cutting grass into horses, sprinkling beans into soldiers, calling wind and rain, moving fighting and changing stars, driving clouds and spraying, changing day into night, swinging swords into rivers, and being unable to enter swords and guns.

As long as you master one of these eight magic techniques, you can lead the army as the commander and conquer the city and the territory, but these techniques have never been complete in ancient and modern times. Even the National Master Jiang Shang has mastered the five things inside. Even so, he has also captured such a large Western Zhou territory. Do you dare to say that his ability is not considered a magical power?

Unexpectedly, the rumor that the White Lotus Sect found the technique of sprinkling beans into soldiers was real?

Before the Eighth Master could think about it, the Dou Bing had already stood up, holding a sword made of unknown materials in his hand, forming a square formation of four, four and one to pick up six people.

Honglian laughed and said, "Wang Bayue, even if you are the Ghost Master of the Five Wheel Sect, you may not be able to resist the sharp blade... When you bullied me in the past, did you ever think of today?" He immediately shook his right hand out and shouted:

"Take his life and come back and give the order!"

I don’t know when a bloody wound appeared in my hand, and the blood in the wound was raised out!
Chapter completed!