Fortunately, for the sake of safety, I pulled up the paper figurine.
There's really something fishy going on in the Zhang family's mansion!
He was both shocked and happy at the same time.
"let's go!"
Ji Ming immediately stood up and prepared to leave.
"Then he...?"
Wang Yuanlang looked at the paper figures rolling in front of the altar.
"He was attacked by the spell and won't survive!"
Ji Ming's face was expressionless, and the two figures left in an instant. Ji Ming even set a fire to the paper shop before leaving.
The entire Zhangji paper-making shop was instantly ignited, turning into a sea of flames.
However, inside, after Ji Ming and the others left, the paper man Zhang struggled to get up. There was a blazing fire on his body, like a burning paper man, and he murmured in his mouth.
"Grandson, my grandson!"
He struggled to climb up to the shrine and roared.
"Red Flower Lady, help me!"
As he roared, the red silk in front of the shrine suddenly fluttered, and a wisp of strong black wind swept out. A statue of a dark demon god with three heads and eight arms and a enchanting face appeared inside. A little cinnabar deep in the middle of his eyebrows had a bit of holiness.
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Black wind swept out from the shrine, and countless strong winds raged inside the paper-making shop, covering the paper figurines in the firelight and stagnating the flames ignited around the paper figurines.
The black wind filled the body, and in an instant there was a shrill scream, and the paper man fell to the sky and turned into ashes. However, a shrill black air burst out, rising into the sky with the black wind, and he was gone in an instant.
go.
The huge noise immediately alarmed the neighbors. In shock, everyone quickly fetched water from the well to put out the fire.
Zhang Jian and Zhang Yi came to Zhangji Paper Making Shop almost in no particular order.
"Are we late?"
Zhang Yi and Zhang Jian looked at each other.
Zhang Jian frowned. The scene in front of him looked like he was being silenced?
Burning corpses and destroying traces?
At the same time, Zhang Jian looked around, his spiritual sense was extremely sharp, and he vaguely noticed that there seemed to be two eyes staring at him in the dark.
In an instant, he turned his eyes and looked at the corner of one of the streets.
Two figures flashed away in his eyes.
As Zhang Jian thought, a ghost appeared under his feet.
Zhang Yi, who was standing next to him, looked startled and quickly followed him.
Looking at Zhang Jian ahead who was extremely fast, even one point faster than him, Zhang Yi was a little stunned.
The inspiration revealed all over Zhang Jian was extremely strong.
I don't know when his cousin's strength reached this point, and may even surpass him.
This shocked Zhang Yi.
How long has it been?
But Zhang Yi also had a desire to win in his heart.
Ahead, Zhang Jian felt his own inspiration stirring up, exchanging with the endless power of heaven and earth in the air. His body moved as if it had turned into a wisp of inspiration, and the ordinary technique of lifting one's energy and jumping was faster than imagined.
He was like a big bird, blocking two figures in an instant.
These two figures are none other than Ji Ming and Wang Yuanlang.
Looking at the unbridled spiritual energy, Ji Ming's face was gloomy. He was a little confused. He clearly used the secret seal of the left path to cover his own energy, so how could the other party sense it.
This feeling of facing the unknown made him feel unsure, and he was even more unwilling to continue to struggle.
The cyan jade fan circulated in his hand, and he saw that the scriptures above were covered with faint black light, and five strong Yin Qi bloomed from it.
"Five rampant ghosts and gods, arrest the spirits and send generals!"
"Go, kill this beast quickly!"
But he saw terrifying blue-black figures emerging from the shadows under his feet. In an instant, countless black lights emerged from the sky and rushed towards Zhang Jian.
The wind is raging and the cold is biting!
In the dark wind, five terrifying ghosts and gods with huge bodies, like giant apes, were seen coming out of the air.
Zhang Jian felt countless cold air piercing the meridians of his body from all directions, and his limbs were freezing. But at this moment, the fiery spiritual power inside his body violently rioted, and there was even a faint red thunderous fire jumping out of his eyes.
He didn't feel that the ghost that came to kill was very scary. At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, which was to punch.
Use your fists to kill these monsters.
In an instant, the extremely strong Yang Qi exploded around him, and he subconsciously gathered the Yang spiritual power in his body.
At the moment when he condensed the spiritual power of the Extreme Yang, the red thunder that had been swimming in the meridians in his body, as if it had heard the order, finally cracked open an invisible barrier and turned into a wisp of thunder flames that swept across, striking at him.
The ghosts of the five rampant soldiers who came over were on their bodies.
The red thunder light was like a blazing sun with a punch, shaking the long street. The five rampant soldiers came to attack the ghosts who encountered the thunder light, as if they were hit hard.
The faces of the five terrifying ghosts showed humanized expressions of pain and fear.
Half of the black wind dissipated in an instant, and no one dared to come closer.
"Refa?"
When Ji Ming saw this scene, his face changed wildly.
The thunder method can be said to be the most profound method in magic. It is the most powerful and the most yang, and it can be said to be the nemesis of many ghosts and yin gods.
He sensed that with just one blow, the five rampant Yin soldiers he had finally refined had been severely damaged.
With fear in his heart, the cyan jade fan rolled in his hand, the faint light in the scriptures pulsed, and countless five rampant ghost mists were released.
He grabbed Wang Yuanlang and hid in the darkness, and left quickly.
Not a single harsh word was left behind.
"Um!"
Zhang Jian looked at the thick black fog in the sky, his eyes darkened, his innate spiritual sense extended out, and his whole body was rioting with spiritual energy, looking for the invisible energy, and his figure flew rapidly.
But he still quickly lost the sense of those two qi machines.
Zhang Yi also flew down from the roof at this time, looking at the ghostly mist that filled the sky around him, the two looked at each other helplessly.
The two of them haven't had time to practice the three techniques at the end of "Tongshan Purity Nine Chapters", otherwise they wouldn't be so constrained.
"Pity!"
Zhang Jian also felt a little regretful. This time he had a chance to keep these two accomplices!
But it's more about doubts.
The cultivator in the dark is not as scary as imagined. Although he can control ghosts, his body is no different from that of ordinary martial arts practitioners in the innate stage?
Zhang Jian didn't understand the reason.
On the contrary, the paper figures are more terrifying.
Zhang Jian got rid of many thoughts in his mind. When he and Zhang Yi looked at each other, they could see the eagerness in each other's eyes.
This was the first time that the two of them had come into contact with such an outsider, and they were able to win a battle, which made them somewhat excited deep in their hearts.
"After we go back, it seems we have to master those three spells as soon as possible! I just don't know if Uncle Yi and I have the qualifications?"
There are three small spells recorded at the back of "Tongshan Purity Nine Chapters".
The three spells are the Small Wind and Thunder Technique, the Soul Purifying Spell, and the Ten Thousand Wood Technique.
Among them, the soul-purifying spell is a method that integrates offense and defense. It is a method specifically designed to deal with the evil spirits. It can also save the souls of the dead.
Wanmu Jue can condense the power of Yimu and condense the essence of Yimu to protect the body. It is a defensive technique.
The small wind and thunder technique can be divided into two. One is the wind technique, which can control the wind for a short period of time.
Next is the Wind and Thunder method, which has considerable divine power.
However, there are certain requirements for practicing the three arts.
This involves the practitioner's physique, such as spiritual roots.
Although not all immortal cultivators must possess spiritual roots, possessing spiritual roots can indeed produce twice the result with half the effort when practicing spells of certain attributes.
Both Wan Mu Jue and Xiao Feng Lei Technique have certain requirements. If you don't have spiritual roots, it will inevitably be more difficult to practice.
The soul-purifying spell is universal. It is a spell that anyone can practice. It only tests the practitioner's logical understanding.