I knew this was not the time to show off, so I quickly summoned the immortals to retreat. We retreated behind the master and Willow Beard, helping them to sweep the formation, and specifically selected those ghosts that were too close to them to take care of. While protecting us, we also
protect them.
Willow Beard stretched out his hand and gave me a thumbs up, complimenting me on my cleverness and good work.
If I don't care and rush forward at this moment, I will almost die. I can't deal with these hundreds of fierce ghosts and ghosts if they just stand up. Not only will I not be able to help, but the master and the others will still be saved.
My whole formation is in disarray. If those things take the opportunity to get close to us again, we will probably be half disabled if we don't get strangled to death by the group of ghosts!
With me and the Immortal Family behind, the pressure on Master and Willow Beard has been reduced a lot. They no longer have to distract me and start taking action with all their strength.
I don’t know how many talismans the master has in his pocket. It seems that he can’t shake them all. There are fewer and fewer ghosts in the cave, and most of the hundreds of ghosts have been scattered.
"I've underestimated you guys. It's rare for you to have fun. I'm going to have a good time with you today!"
The rickety old man saw that the situation was not as good as he thought, and the ghosts he summoned had been damaged a lot. He was not angry but smiling, but the smile was a bit eerie and made people shudder.
He casually took out another palm-sized hall ticket, but this one was darker in color, as black as ink.
He hummed an obscure spell in his mouth, raised his hand and threw the banquet out. The banquet actually stood in the air and did not fall. He put his hands together to form a seal, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood, spraying it on the dark ground.
On the table, the table slowly soaked a large area, revealing strange fluctuations.
"woo woo woo woo……"
A low whimpering sound sounded in the cave, and the sound became louder and louder. Finally, it was like a strong wind blowing through the pine forest, and there was a sound of pine waves.
The hall suddenly trembled, and a thick black smoke came out. Then the black smoke seemed to be blown by the wind, divided into several strands and slowly drifted away. At the same time, five figures suddenly appeared, and they stood up.
In the cave.
There was a "bang" in my head, and I was shocked by a strong pressure. This pressure came from those five figures.
I could see clearly that the five figures, four men and one woman, were not blurry at all. They were simply entities, just like normal people.
So strong!
Each of these five figures is definitely at the level of a ghost general!
An old man with a white beard, a sturdy man, a scholar in white clothes, a child about my age, and a young woman with gorgeous red makeup.
The five figures looked around, and finally their eyes fell on a few of us.
"Well, isn't this Xiaotian? He's grown so big!"
The old man with a white beard pointed at the master and said with a smile.
"Hey, it's true, I haven't seen you for a long time, Xiaotian. Come on, come here and let Aunt Su give you a hug!"
The young woman with bright red makeup hooked her hands at the master, smiled slightly, and spoke with a bright voice.
I clearly felt that when the master saw these five figures, he trembled obviously, and his body was like an electric shock!
I didn't expect it to be like this. The master actually knew the ghost fairy summoned by the rickety old man, and he looked very familiar!
The master stopped swinging the talisman and walked forward quickly.
"Old Bai, you don't want your life, what are you doing! Are you crazy? Those are five ghost generals!"
Willow Beard shouted at the master.
"It's okay, they won't harm me!"
The master didn't even look back, his voice was decisive.
The young woman with bright red makeup named Aunt Su stretched out her arms and hugged the master, her eyes full of love, as if she were looking at her own child. She rubbed the master's broken arm, her eyes blurred, and asked him how he did it, with a look on her face
Feeling distressed.
Those figures also came up to them, asking questions and looking at the rickety old man from time to time. I guess the master had already told the story about Master Cao being taken away by the ghost cultivator.
The remaining ghosts seemed to be frightened by the pressure of the five figures in front of them, and they all whimpered and retreated, not daring to get close.
I was confused and couldn't figure out what was going on. Willow Beard winked at me and probably didn't understand what he meant.
The rickety old man obviously didn't recover. He was obviously the ghost general he summoned, so why was he so close to the master?
He stared at us with evil eyes, as if he wished he could swallow us to relieve his hatred! He hummed the obscure mantra in his mouth like a mournful wail, and formed seals with his ten fingers.
I clearly saw the eyes of the five ghost generals froze for a moment, and then their eyes gradually became dull, their auras surged, and a fierce and fierce aura emerged spontaneously.
"Hurry...Xiao Tian'er...quickly...quickly...stop him...that thing is...the ghost king...we can't...go against his...his...will..."
The originally bright face of the young woman with bright red makeup gradually turned ferocious, as if she was fighting with all her strength. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out these words intermittently from between her teeth. Then her expression relaxed, and a cold pressure came from
She rose into the sky.
The master rubbed his eyes as if wiping away tears, and then retreated violently.
"Big Beard, let me use the judge's pen! These ghost generals belong to my master's hall, and ordinary talismans will not work!"
The master's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and shouted at Willow Beard.
"Damn it, you old Biden, you are thinking about my baby again!"
Willow Beard was cursing, but his hand was not vague at all. He threw it casually and threw a white thing towards the master.
The master jumped up and grabbed the thing!
Only then did I see clearly that what the master was holding was a writing brush. It was all jade in color. I knew that this was the judge’s pen that the master had been thinking about. It was an heirloom of the Liu family where Willow Beard lived, composed of the spirit bones of the nine-tailed fox that had practiced Taoism for thousands of years.
Made with spirit tail, it is extremely precious!
Before the master even landed on the ground, he saw him holding the Judge's Pen in his mouth. He quickly made seals with his remaining right hand, shaking out the afterimages. Then he held the Judge's Pen in his mouth, and with the force of its fall, he single-handedly
Kneel down.
"Hurry...stop him quickly!"
The rickety old man's voice was trembling, and he looked very frightened, as if he was afraid that the master would use this trick and control the five ghost generals and the remaining ghosts to attack the master.
"Anyone who disobeys me will die. If you dare to take the risk! The pen is inserted into the underworld, and I am the true yang! Respectfully welcome the evil spirits and send the ghosts to the earth! Be as urgent as the law! The formation is up!"
boom!
A powerful force emerged from the master's body and was directed into the ground along the judge's pen in his hand. The force made the entire cave tremble and tremble, as if it would collapse at any time! Pieces of ice armor and stalactites, from
The tops of the heads fell one after another, and they fell to pieces on the ground!
The power of the shock is so terrifying!
I know that the master used the "send ghosts into the ground" formation recorded in the formation book!
Sending ghosts into the earth formation, using human formations to unite them, and inserting powerful magic weapons deep into the ground. According to Taoist theory, "every magic weapon, from yang to yin, has the power to "enter the earth", and the great yin is strong.
If the Yang qi is strong, the yang will be destroyed, but if the yang is strong, it will be placed in the underworld and will not be reincarnated." This means that if a huge yang energy is used against a huge yin energy, the other party will be completely subdued.
Power, if the yang energy cannot defeat the yin, the caster will die; if the yin cannot defeat the yang, the wrongdoer will be cast into the underworld and will never be reincarnated.
I was so anxious when I saw my master using this move, but the formation was already complete and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
I know that using this magic circle is essentially a big gamble, and the bet is your own life!
If the caster has high cultivation and is better than the ghosts in the formation, he can naturally use this formation to send the ghosts to the underworld. However, if his own cultivation is not able to match the ghosts in the formation, he will die!
Seeing that the master's messy hair has turned completely white, his face is wrinkled, and the skin on his remaining right hand has become twitchy, I'm scared to death. I'm really afraid that the master can't compete with those five ghost generals who are so advanced!
Those are five ghost generals!
Tears welled up in my eyes. I didn’t want to lose my master, and I didn’t want to watch him die!
Seeing that the master's spirit was getting weaker and weaker, and the momentum was getting weaker and weaker, and the five ghost generals and the group of ghosts were about to surround me, my heart skipped a beat, and a bold idea popped out of my head!