Maoshan Ghost King

A group of three people walked in Wudu Village. Anyone who came across Song Mutong on the road would stop and salute. When Song Mutong saw these people in the village, he was extremely indifferent and saluted these people. Some nodded slightly, some just said'um', and then hurriedly took them all the way.

Obviously, Song Mutong still had resentment towards the people in the stockade. At that time, all the people wanted to put themselves to death, isolated and helpless. Instead, two outsiders chose to stand firmly by their side, but Song Mutong’s Indifferent, a lot of majesty has been added invisibly, and the eyes of those in the stockade looking at her are also full of awe.

Under the leadership of Song Mutong, the three of them once again entered the mountain col in Wudu Village. Along the way, many people guarded them, and no one blocked them.

It was still in the clearing where they were fighting yesterday. Song Mutong had just brought the two of them to the place. Rong Bai Dawu didn't know where he came out and appeared in front of a few people.

When Ge Yu and Hei Xiaose saluted the Great Witch Rong Bai, Song Mutong called out to Master.

Rong Bai Dawu concealed himself in a black robe, the whole person looked a little gloomy, waved his hand, indicating that everyone needn't be polite.

"Ge Yu, you said yesterday that you had a demon who swallowed the Purifying Ling Wangyou Dan by your side. He has lost his original consciousness. Now let the old man take a look." Na Rong Bai Dawu said straightforwardly.

"Great Witch... that ghost and demon has a profound way, but it is fierce, I am worried..." Ge Yu said quickly.

"It's okay, the old man has his own way to control it." Rong Bai Dawu said lightly.

Ge Yu hesitated for a moment, and reached out his hand to pat the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, and let the ghost and devil aunt Feng out.

In fact, from the real person Long Yao of the ghost gate sect of the mysterious gate, this aunt Feng has already been used by real person Long Yao to suppress some means, even if it is released from the spirit gathering tower, it will not be as fierce as before, and this Rong Bai Dawu is also a first-class master, witchcraft can reach the sky, and naturally he will not be afraid of Aunt Feng.

But Ge Yu still had to remind Rong Bai Dawu.

A black and red evil spirit floated out from the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, and the surrounding air instantly became more than ten degrees cold.

Since Song Mutong saw Aunt Feng for the first time, when it just floated out of the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, he involuntarily stepped back and his face changed drastically.

Then, Aunt Feng quickly condensed into a human form, wearing a blood-red robes, her face was densely covered with blood vessels, and a fierce suffocated all over her body, which was even more frightening.

As soon as this Aunt Feng appeared, she was very manic, her black hair soared, and she entangled several people.

Seeing Aunt Feng at this time, Song Mutong was even more frightened. She had never seen such a fierce ghost. She was indeed a ghost. The evil spirits on her body were so strong that ordinary cultivators would not be able to pass two tricks in her hands.

Seeing this demon, Na Rong Bai Great Witch was also taken aback. Such a fierce demon should be more powerful than he thought.

Immediately, Rong Bai Dawu thrust the witch stick in his hand heavily toward the ground, and the black mist suddenly evaporated from the witch stick, wrapping it around Aunt Feng, with the purpose of trapping it.

"Everyone retreat." Rong Bai Dawu greeted everyone to retreat as he walked in the direction of Aunt Feng.

When rushing to Aunt Feng, Rong Bai Dawu took out several flags of different colors from his body, and kept inserting the flags on the ground according to a certain direction.

The black aura emanating from the witch staff suddenly spread over, surrounding Aunt Feng.

Aunt Feng, who was mad, was made Aunt Feng before by Long Yao. Not only was the witch stick inserted by Rong Bai Dawu on the ground had a powerful effect on it, but it was not long before Aunt Feng appeared. A gossip pattern and a yin and yang fish pattern appeared on the top of the head and under the body. They kept spinning and trapped them. Aunt Feng’s long hair that was constantly flying around quickly gathered back, as if there was an invisible force. It was imprisoned in it, and there was a stern ghost howl.

And as Rong Bai Dawu continued to quickly wander around Aunt Feng, and continuously inserted flags around it, a huge humming sound was generated, and the wind blew and swelled endlessly.

Ge Yu and Hei Xiaose were not shocked by the sight, they all stepped back, staring at the trapped Aunt Feng in the middle for a moment, wondering what would happen next.

After arranging the flags around Aunt Feng, Rong Bai Dawu pulled out the witch stick from the ground again, and then continued to circle around Aunt Feng, while performing various exaggerated shapes and movements. He was chanting some witchcraft that no one understood.

Some people say that this method evolved from witchcraft, and witchcraft is the true origin of Huaxia Dao.

As for whether it is true or not, none of this is known.

But Ge Yu and Hei Xiaose could clearly feel that Rong Bai Dawu's primitive dance-like movement, combined with ancient spells, really produced a mysterious and mysterious energy fluctuation.

And Aunt Feng, who was trapped in it, opened her limbs and struggled violently at first. For many times, she felt like she wanted to break free, but she was wrapped tightly by that invisible force again.

The flags of different colors on the ground danced with the wind, hunting and hunting. With the eyes of the sky opened, a few people could see that there were various colors on the flags, constantly moving towards Aunt Feng. Converging on her body, Aunt Feng’s crazy emotions gradually settled under the action of those breaths, and Na Rong Bai Dawu’s spells and movements became more intense, and all of them felt that it was not Na Rong Bai Dawu alone chanting the spell. , But thousands of people are chanting together.

Finally, as the flags on the ground made several "pupu" sounds one after another, each burning up, Rong Baidawu stopped chanting the mantra at that moment, and stood motionless.

Vaguely, Ge Yu seemed to see a breath stripped from Aunt Feng's body, the red bloodshot eyes on Aunt Feng's face gradually faded, and the madness and hatred in his eyes disappeared immediately, and he recovered a bit of clarity.

His gaze was a little dazed, he looked around, and finally fell on Ge Yu's body: "Master..."

"Aunt Feng!" Ge Yu walked towards Aunt Feng excitedly, and looked at it up and down a few times. From this look, Aunt Feng seemed to have really recovered her original consciousness.

"Master...what happened just now, why am I here?" Aunt Feng asked with some confusion.