The night is deep and the clouds are moving slightly.
The bright moon reflected the silver frost on the ground. The night dew on the green grass was originally reflected by the moonlight like crystal pearls. Suddenly, a cold night wind blew the dark clouds around, covering the sky and the moon, and everything fell into a haze.
中. The frost has disappeared, and thick fog has surged, covering this mountain village. Wherever the gray fog went, the vegetation was broken, and the bells that were originally hanging under the eaves and moving with the wind suddenly became rusty and fell silently.
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The chill suddenly rose and the evil aura rose. Gui Haiming suddenly opened his eyes. He took off the Panlong Spear from his back and held it tightly in his right palm. At the same time, he stood up and slapped Mo Bai and Xiao Zhu awake. Xiao Zhu had just woken up from his sleep.
, still a little dazed, rubbed his eyes and asked softly: "Brother Little Snake, what's wrong... Oops?"
Her eyes widened in surprise, and she saw that the clean and tidy wooden house in front of her was now in a mess: layers of spider webs were entangled in the corners; a thick layer of dust accumulated on the wooden table, which was white with ink.
There were marks one after another; half of the wooden window opposite had already fallen off, and the other half was hanging crookedly on the window lattice, crumbling in the night wind... This scene did not look like someone had lived here for a long time, but rather like
It looks like it has been abandoned for more than ten years.
"Let's go." Gui Haiming frowned and said in a cold voice. He kicked away the stool and pushed open the wooden door of the inner room. He only heard a "squeak" and the dust that had accumulated for a long time fell from the door.
The house is in a dilapidated state, even worse than the back room:
Just a few hours ago, a few people were sitting around the small table where they were sharing a meal. It was not only covered with old dust, but also missing a wooden leg, which was propped up diagonally. The dishes were strewn about and broken all over the floor.
The cured meats and sausages behind the door were dark and condensed into a ball, looking as if they were harder than stone. And on the wooden bed in the house, a thick layer of spider webs fell, and the spider threads undulated slightly, as if they were among them.
Someone was lying down.
Gui Haiming stepped forward and opened the cobwebs with the tip of his spear. He saw a rickety mummy lying on the bed. His face was no longer visible, but there was an ox-horn bow lying beside him, exactly like the one used by Guo Wu.
Make them exactly the same.
"Uncle Guo?" Xiaozhu was shocked and said in disbelief.
"This village is weird, please follow suit." Gui Haiming said in a deep voice. He held the Panlong Spear and was on guard to clear the way. Xiaozhu picked up Mo Bai and followed closely. Gui Haiming opened the door with a palm and shook his head.
The smoke and dust were scattered. There was a heavy fog outside, and the moon seemed to have grown hair. The moonlight was hazy and nothing could be seen clearly.
Xiaozhu stretched out his right hand, drew a star array upside down in the sky with two fingers, and recited aloud: "Chi Feng Jue."
Suddenly, a breeze came out of thin air in the dark night, sweeping away the fog, and the bright moon reappeared.
Under the moonlight, I saw that the village was desolate, with dead grass everywhere, but there was not even a sound of insects, and there was deathly silence everywhere. The houses were dilapidated, the beams were broken, and the iron plows and shovels that were originally placed outside the houses were covered with debris.
They were covered in red rust and scattered haphazardly on the trail.
The small village that was peaceful and happy during the day was now filled with ghosts, which shocked Xiaozhu. She rushed into a house, only to see that the beds in the house were covered with withered corpses, just like those in Guo Wu's house.
"Master, what's going on?" Xiaozhu looked at Mo Bai, but saw the panda spread his hands and shook his head, saying that he couldn't figure out the situation.
At this moment, they suddenly heard the faint sound of weapons clashing at the entrance of the village in the distance. Xiaozhu and Gui Haiming looked at each other and ran out together, only to see a green ball of light every few feet along the way.
Suspended in mid-air. Dozens of light balls formed a Tianyuan array. The green light was shining brightly, and the evil spirit was surging, covering the entire small village.
Xiaozhu and the others had no time to explore the formation, because the sound of fighting was getting closer and closer. They saw a familiar thin figure standing at the entrance of the village, it was Guo Hongfei. He was holding an ox horn fork, an ordinary farm utensil.
In his hand, a faint purple light emerged, circling around the body like thunder and lightning.
Guo Hongfei raised his iron fork. This young man who was shy and talkative during the day was actually roaring and roaring loudly:
"Nine-day thunder!"
Immediately, the horn-shaped thunder light was victorious, and a purple light rushed into the dark night sky like an exploding firework. The next moment, the sound of thunderbolts sounded in the void, and several rays of purple lightning and golden light suddenly opened between the sky and the earth, all rushing from the sky.
It fell and hit the mountain road, causing dust to fill the air.
In the midst of the lightning and thunder, a cold voice suddenly came: "Monster, don't be stubborn anymore!"
When the dust and smoke cleared, Xiaozhu took a closer look and saw that what was confronting the young man was actually a team wearing pale white shrouds. There were more than thirty people in total, each wearing white clothes and black faces, with ferocious faces, and no shadow at their feet.
A group of ghost soldiers. The leader of the group has an ashen complexion and a purple-gold crown in his hair. He holds an iron scroll of alchemy in his left hand and a judge's pen in his right hand. He must be the one who spoke just now.
"Do you know what will happen if you change your destiny against heaven and betray the way of heaven?"
Facing the green-faced civil servant's scolding, Guo Hongfei slammed the tail of the iron fork to the ground and roared: "I only know that if you want to enter Dingshan Village, you have to step over my body!"
The green-faced civil servant said three words "good" in succession. Suddenly he raised his hand, and dozens of ghost soldiers jumped up and attacked Guo Hongfei with their swords, guns, swords and halberds. The young man did not dodge or dodge, and stood guard at the entrance of the village.
On the top, he bowed and sank down, summoned up all his energy, suddenly turned around and swung his fork, leveling the surrounding areas. The sharp blade swept across, slicing the necks of the surrounding enemy soldiers. Hot blood spurted out, and heads flew up high, and then
Falling into the midst of the surging army.
If it were an ordinary army, Guo Hongfei's move would undoubtedly mean that one man would be able to block the way, but the ghost soldiers from the Netherworld Ghost Mansion would still be immortal even if their heads were cut off. A ghost soldier who lost his head,
He groped for his head on the ground with both hands, picked it up and put it back on his neck, then picked up the long knife and ran back to the battle.
"Monster, I want to see how long you can last?" the green-faced civil servant said gloomily.
"Get out!" Guo Hongfei shouted loudly, and the hot blood splashed all over his head and face, turning him into a Shura ghost, which was three points more terrifying than the ghost soldier. The cold light of the sharp blade in his hand rolled up in the enemy formation.
The killing of flesh and blood set off a mist of blood.
The ghost soldiers come back to life, life and death, again and again, in an endless stream. Although Guo Hongfei is like the Shura God of War, he has many enemies, and his body is covered with bruises. Xiaozhu can't stand it anymore, and now he stretches out two fingers and wants to use immortal magic.
Rescue, but she was halfway through reciting the spell when Mo Bai on her shoulder stretched out her claws to stop her. Xiaozhu turned his face in surprise, only to see Master Panda staring at her with his black eyes, and slowly shook his head.
Although the master is gluttonous and sleepy, it seems unreliable, but he has always been willing to fight against injustice. He is definitely not such a heartless person. Why is he not allowed to help her now? The girl has deeper doubts in her heart. However, it is difficult to disobey the master's orders. Mo Bai's move is natural.
Due to his reasoning, she had no choice but to put down her hands and watch the battle with concern. But at this moment, a dark shadow flashed beside her——
The figure was like a ghost, and it flew to Guo Hongfei's side in an instant. If it wasn't Gui Haiming, who else could it be?
The moonlight was like frost, shining on his handsome face, adding a hint of coldness. I saw the Guihai Ming Panlong Spear sweeping across, with a powerful shock, and the surging energy stirred up dust, and the silver spear burned brightly under the cold moon.
Like a long silver dragon, it pierces the opponent's chest. The huge momentum causes the spear head to pierce the flesh and blood, penetrate the ghost soldier's chest and back, until the handle is gone:
"The Flame of Mingxiao."
Gui Haiming said these four words coldly, and suddenly a blue fire wrapped around the silver spear shaft like a swimming dragon, and instantly invaded the ghost soldier. Hearing only a short scream, the beheaded and immortal ghost instantly transformed.
It was a pile of coke, blown away in the night wind.
He never expected that someone would join the battle. Guo Hongfei looked at Gui Haiming in shock. Sensing his gaze, Gui Haiming didn't even look at him, but said coldly:
"How can we be distracted when we are in a battle formation?"
At the moment when the question was issued, Guihai Ming's Panlong Spear swept across the enemy army. The netherworld fire condensed on the tip of the spear was like a green dragon coming into the world, spreading a blue dragon shadow in the world. Wherever the burning fire touched, the flesh and blood instantly melted.
As ashes, howls and cries were sent out by the cold night wind, echoing in this ghostly prison-like mountain village.
When Gui Haiming came to the rescue, the situation immediately changed. More than half of the thirty ghost soldiers were burned to death by him. For a moment, only dark fire, dim light and thunder and purple lightning were seen, dancing like dragons in the dark night.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the green-faced civil servant turned his left palm and took out the iron scroll of the alchemy book. When he unfolded the silk book, it was filled with colorful light:
"Array of Divine Protection!"
A bright golden light fell from the sky. The remaining ten ghost soldiers were either injured by the Panlong Spear, or their skin and flesh were charred by the thunder and iron fork. But when the golden light fell, the ghost soldiers were seriously injured.
He instantly recovered as before. As soon as the green-faced civil servant retracted his left palm, the ghost soldiers immediately stopped their swords and retreated in an orderly manner.
The civil servant's spell made Gui Haiming raise his eyebrows and ask suspiciously: "Sheng Ye's technique?"
The six paths of the universe, gods, immortals, demons, humans, ghosts, and animals, each follow their own path: the gods in the heavens are in charge of the natural laws of the world and are the head of the six paths; the immortals are ascended from the four paths of practice of demons, humans, ghosts, and animals, and possess divine gifts.
The power of immortal magic; the demon is embodied by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and has extremely strong demonic power; the mortal is living in the world of troubled times, with heavy love, desire, greed, anger, and delusion, but has higher qualifications; the evil ghost is dead.
If the soul is immortal, it turns into an evil ghost; an animal is at the end of the six paths, its flesh, flesh, skin, and teeth are all used by humans. It enjoys little but fears much, and is born to suffer.
The "divine protection formation" used by the green-faced civil servant belongs to the Shengye magic system and is unique to the gods. Unexpectedly, Guo Hongfei's opponent is actually a god in the heavens. Not only Gui Haiming is confused, but Xiaozhu is also greatly confused.
Shocked, she looked at the green-faced civil servant and saw him holding a scroll, pointing straight at Gui Haiming with a judge's pen, and shouted sternly: "That's right, you are a little demon with good sense. Now that you know the identity of this god, why don't you hurry up and arrest him!"
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Gui Haiming pulled the corner of his mouth and sneered: "So what if gods can bully a few with their numbers? I don't care if you are gods or immortals. If you offend my friends, I will kill one if they come. I will kill a pair if they come."
One pair."
Hearing this, the civil servant's face became even bluer. He unfolded the iron scroll again and shouted angrily: "Ice Prison Hanlan!"
Suddenly, a dance of ice and snow surged between the sky and the earth. The frost rushed across the ground and quickly spread to the feet of Gui Haiming and Guo Hongfei. The ice crystals condensed instantly, trying to restrain the two of them. Gui Haiming raised his sword eyebrows,
He lifted the Panlong Spear with his backhand, and the silver spear tip swiped hard against the ice, making a cracking sound. He could only hear him shout loudly: "Broken!"
The void exploded and the roar shook the sky. Gui Haiming straightened his back and proudly retracted his gun. In an instant, all the ice was shattered!
The green-faced civil servant had a stern look on his face and angrily shouted: "What a monster who works for the tiger, do you know the true face of this evil beast?"
After speaking, the civil servant suddenly threw out the judge's pen in his hand. He saw the stylus swiveling in the air, and the tip of the pen emits a golden light, which shot through the air towards Guo Hongfei. Gui Hai fired his gun to stop him, but who knew that this golden light had no killing power.
, but where the light reached, four thin silver wings suddenly rose up from the young man's back, and pieces of silver scales appeared on the cold face, like cast iron, reflecting the cold light under the moon.
Guo Hongfei, who was standing next to him, was also reflected by the divine light. I could see the purple light flashing faintly in the flesh and blood at the wound where Hongfei's blood was gushing out, and his figure kept changing in the purple lightning. In the end, it turned out to be
It turned into a monster that looked like a cow but not a cow, with a white head, one eye, and a snake tail. It was exactly what Guo Wu once said, the Fei that spreads the plague!
This situation shocked both Gui Haiming and Xiaozhu: Who would have thought that Guo Hongfei was the culprit who killed Guo Wu's child, Xiao Wenzi?
