The color of blood is slowly staining Zhang Xiaopou's eyes, and is also clouding his mind.
In his sight, Zhou Jianlai was no longer Zhou Jianlai, but the tyrant King Wei he had imagined in his mind.
He has a fleshy face, full of lustful eyes, jagged fangs, cruel and ruthless, and is waving an iron whip to severely beat the weak woman he captured.
Zhang Xiaopeng was so angry that he raised his bone knife and wanted to kill the tyrant with one blow.
But just as the bone knife was halfway down, a drop of coolness suddenly fell from his heart filled with murderous intent.
As this drop of coolness fell, his angry, irritable, and hateful heart instantly turned into ice.
The Taoist heart that he has cultivated for a long time guarded his heart at the critical moment.
Keep your heart within a small space and regulate the universe in all directions.
The blood in Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes quickly disappeared, and the bone knife struck down with pure Tao power.
Half of Zhou Jianlai's body had fallen into the lake, his eyes were bloodshot, he was still roaring angrily, and his hand was holding the hilt of the sword.
But he couldn't draw the sword.
Because the female corpses that surfaced swarmed up to him and dragged him into the lake. His arms were being grabbed by pale hands, making it impossible to draw his sword.
Fortunately, he couldn't pull it out, otherwise the sword would definitely hit Zhang Xiaopeng.
Zhang Xiaozu's bone knife fell and killed all the female corpses that were throwing themselves on Zhou Jianlai's body. He lifted up the back of the knife and brought Zhou Jianlai's body out of the water.
"Seal!" Zhang Xiaozu pinched his hand and sealed his and Zhou Jianlai's ears with a curse, so that he would no longer be afraid of being confused by the cries of ghosts.
The ghost's cries were blocked from his ears, and Zhou Jianlai soon woke up.
Although Zhang Xiaozhu was angry, he didn't care about the female corpses in the lake, because there were too many female corpses and he couldn't kill them all. It was better to save his power for the next battle.
He led Zhou Jianlai across the lake quickly, stepped onto the island in the middle of the lake, and walked into the palace on the island following the footsteps of Niu Dawa and Yuan Taiping.
As soon as they stepped into the palace door, a warm and moist wind blew on their faces. They saw the palace was full of lights and wine, the birds were singing, and many beautiful women were laughing and playing.
"Pawn, you are here."
A familiar and beautiful face appeared in Zhang Xiaozu's sight, and the sweet voice made his heart agitate, but at the same time, his vigilance increased sharply.
Because he had sealed his ears with magic spells, he should not be able to hear the ghost sounds, but he heard them anyway. This means that either the other person is not a ghost, or he has a higher level of ethics than him.
Qi Yoyo walked over in a graceful manner, twisting her waist. The gauze on her body was swaying in the warm wind, and her snow-white body was looming under the gauze.
Zhang Xiaozu's face turned red to the root of his neck because the illustrations in Yuan Taiping's martial arts book suddenly popped into his mind.
"Damn it!"
He cursed with shame and anger in his heart, and then strode forward to meet her. The bone knife in his hand lit up with blazing flames, and he slashed at Qi Yoyo.
With a scream, Qi Yoyo turned into blue smoke and disappeared.
The scenery before our eyes was changing. There was no feasting, no singing, only a desolate scene overgrown with weeds.
But Zhou Jianlai still stood there and did not move. Zhang Xiaozu turned around and saw that his cheeks were red, his eyes were blurred, and his breathing was gradually getting heavier.
Obviously, Zhou Jianlai is still trapped in an illusion.
Zhang Xiaozu quickly turned around and sealed Zhou Jianlai's eyes with a pinch of his hand.
After a while, Zhou Jianlai regained his consciousness and could not help but shake his head and said with a bitter smile: "This ghost is so powerful, it can mess up my sanity in an instant."
"It's indeed a bit of a trick, but it's just right. It's a test of my master's skills." A smile appeared on Zhang Xiaozu's face, and his fighting spirit was high.
Zhou Jianlai suddenly sat down cross-legged, put the Wanjian box across his knees, held the sword hilt in his hand, and said: "You go to fight, there is no need to distract me anymore, I will protect my mind with the heart of the sword, and no ghosts will mess with my mind anymore."
Opportunity."
Zhang Xiaozu took out three yellow talismans from Xumi mustard seeds and handed them to Zhou Jian to protect himself.
These three yellow talismans were carved by him with the power of ghost eyes, and their power is extraordinary.
However, Zhang Xiaozu was still worried, so he took out nine formation flags, poured in the power of the ghost eyes, and then set up a magic circle to protect Zhou Jianlai in the middle.
In this way, you can feel a little relieved.
He said "be careful" to Zhou Jianlai, then followed the footsteps of Niu Dawa and Yuan Taiping, and strode towards the palace gate.
As the distance got closer, the subtle state of mind extended into the main hall, and the scenery inside appeared in front of Zhang Xiaozu's eyes bit by bit.
The main hall was completely empty, with only a few bare stone pillars standing quietly. It seemed that everything that could be moved had been moved away.
Zhang Xiaozhu's eyes suddenly turned cold when he saw Niu Dawa and Yuan Taiping.
The two of them were lying on the cold ground with their eyes closed, their skin showing a strange flush, breathing heavily and making lewd sounds from time to time.
Two extremely coquettish female ghosts were lying on top of them, greedily sucking their yang energy from their mouths.
In addition, there is a ghost in the main hall. He is wearing a battle armor and holding a spear. He is sitting on the only wide chair at the top of the main hall.
Its whole body was burning with black flames, and its two cold eyes seemed to be able to penetrate people's souls. Its overwhelming aura made Zhang Xiaozu's heart tense.
Zhang Xiaozu's figure was like lightning, he rushed into the hall, pounced on the female ghost who was sucking the yang energy of Niu Dawa and Yuan Taiping, and slashed out with the bone knife.
when!
The spear ghost sitting on the wide chair suddenly stood up, thrust out his spear, and blocked the falling bone knife.
Chichi——
The golden power and the black flames of the spear ghost collided and burned each other. The black flames did not fall behind at all.
Zhang Xiaopou made a seal with his left hand and threw out two yellow talismans. The yellow talismans grew in the wind and turned into two rays of golden light that shot towards the two female ghosts.
The spear ghost roared, the spear opened the bone knife, and swept out to stop Huang Fu.
How could Zhang Xiaopeng let it go as he wished? He unfolded his sword skills and sealed the spear firmly.
Phew! Phew!
The two female ghosts did not know whether they were enjoying the yang energy of Niu Dawa and Yuan Taiping and were immersed in it and could not extricate themselves, or they had no fighting power. The yellow talisman easily penetrated their bodies and turned into two streaks of green smoke.
"ah--"
The female ghost died, and the spear ghost roared in pain. The black flames on his body rose more than three feet high and rushed towards Zhang Xiaopeng fiercely.
Zhang Xiaozu jumped back, put the bone knife into the mustard seeds, and immediately made seals with both hands quickly, creating golden spells one after another.
The spear ghost was extremely fast. Before Zhang Xiaopeng could retreat a hundred steps, he was caught up by its spear. The black flames were spitting out from the tip of the spear and seemed to engulf Zhang Xiaopeng in one go.
"Lock!"
Zhang Xiaozu pinched out the last curse seal with both hands, and as he roared angrily, the golden talismans floating in the air instantly glowed, forming chains of talismans that wrapped around the spear ghost's body.
Chichi——
However, although the golden talisman chain locked the body of the spear ghost, it was quickly burned by the black flames of the spear ghost.
Zhang Xiaozu jumped back and distanced himself again.
The spear ghost stepped up to pursue him, but the golden talisman chain was already connected to the earth and it couldn't break free.
"Heavenly Prison!"
Zhang Xiaozu pinched out the thirty-six heavenly prison seals with both hands, and heard a boom, and a talisman cage fell from the sky, covering the spear ghost in it.
"Tianyun!"
"God damn it!"
"Heavenly Sword!"
"God damn it!"
The spear ghost trapped in the talisman chain and talisman cage became a living target for Zhang Xiaopou to practice the Tiangang Seal.
Following the dazzling spell attack, the black flames on the spear ghost's body gradually extinguished, and his breath gradually withered.
Seeing that the spear ghost was no longer able to resist, Zhang Xiaopou stopped attacking and said to himself: "If we meet head-on, it will be difficult to defeat you, but the Tao sect's magical power can easily defeat you. This is called one thing subduing one."
Object."
If there are Taoist disciples here who hear Zhang Xiaozu's words, they will probably be deeply shocked, because they cannot be as relaxed as Zhang Xiaozu.
The reason why Zhang Xiaopou is relaxed is because his seal formation speed is so fast that ordinary Taoist practitioners can't match it.
Just imagine, if Zhang Xiaopou's seal-making speed were half as fast, would he still be so relaxed?
I'm afraid I'm being chased and stabbed in the butt by the spear ghost right now.
"Who are you?" Zhang Xiaozu asked, staring at the spear ghost.
He felt a little nervous and expectant because he suspected that the spear ghost in front of him was the former Wei general Wang Yuanming.
If it was really him, wouldn't his huge treasure be found?
"who I am?"
However, the answer from the spear ghost was not what Zhang Xiaozu expected. It seemed to have lost its memory of life.
Zhang Xiaozu was greatly disappointed, but he still held on to a glimmer of hope and reminded: "You are Wang Yuanming."
"I am Wang Yuanming?" A thoughtful look appeared on the spear ghost's pale face, and he murmured to himself: "You also say that I am Wang Yuanming, and they also say that I am Wang Yuanming, so I should really be Wang Yuanming."
Zhang Xiaozhu was shocked when he heard this and asked in surprise: "Is there anyone else asking you?"