Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

The orange whispered: "We still need time for Yang." Then I glanced around and wondered: "Where is this?"

"Don't honed, how many of them?"

"I have to chase the evil thing. We are worried that you are still in danger here. Come and help."

During the speech, a gust of wind blew in from the outside door, rolled up the dust, and formed a wave of whirlwind in the small room.

"There are still means!" Ye Shaoyang sneered, thinking about it, the other party is not easy to steal their own instruments, it must be all means to make it out, you must set yourself to die.

"Orange is white, you are here, protect everyone, the military officer will follow me!"

Lin Sansheng flew in front, breaking the first wave of whirlwinds. Ye Shaoyang followed him out. When he went out, he heard the ghosts crying and wandering inside. I don’t know what happened again, but I want to have oranges and whites, and there should be nothing, but myself. I will never miss this opportunity to understand the truth.

The two ran wildly in the direction of the north and ran for a few hundred meters. Ye Shaoyang asked Lin Sansheng: "How far is the person practicing?"

"There have been two or three miles before, and now it is estimated that it will be one or two miles away."

Ye Shaoyang looked over the north and saw a tall sand dune on the opposite side. He guessed that the other eight achievements were hiding in the sand dune. He said to Lin Sansheng: "We copied them back, lest they run away."

At the moment, the volley is carried out, and the west is swept to the west, and walking fast in the desert, Lin Sansheng is a ghost, speed is the biggest advantage, chasing after him.

The two men marched forward and quickly circled to the side of the dune. They swept away, and there was no one in the desert, which confirmed their own guess. So they made a squeaky gesture to Lin Sansheng and slowly climbed the sand dunes.

The sand dunes were ten meters high. When the two climbed halfway, they saw seven or eight people standing on the top of the sand dunes facing the monitoring room.

From the back, this is simply a group of primitive people: ones are only wearing shorts that are gray and not a few, and the skin is black and bright. At first glance, it is not the true color, but the result of long-term exposure to the sun. All people wear them on their heads. A circle seems to be a straw hat made of rattan, and there is a metal pendant on the neck, which is silvery.

Ye Shaoyang looked at their backs and immediately thought of four words: Indians.

A total of six, are male, the most middle one is much taller than the surrounding ones, sitting on the floor with your knees, hands in front of you, looking from the back, arms shaking constantly, do not know what is drumming, The rest of the people also stood shoulder to shoulder with him, and some waved their arms, sang in the mouth and couldn't understand, and some of them held something like a snare drum in their hands and shook it hard.

Although Ye Shaoyang does not know what this group of people is drumming, this scene is a witchcraft.

Even Sansheng turned to look at him, what do you mean now?

Ye Shaoyang also hesitated. He did not expect that there were so many people in the other side. He is now empty-handed. There is only a dagger with a blood-filled character. It is only a temporary implement. Two pairs of eight, in case of hitting, this does not mean Is it coming to die?

At this moment, Ye Shaoyang felt a warmth in the palm of his left hand, and his heart suddenly had some enthusiasm.

"Hey..."

A sigh of breath, from the left side, Ye Shaoyang turned his head and looked at it. His eyes suddenly became the boss, and it was actually a burning charm, flying against the wind.

Magic sign? ? ?

Ye Shaoyang did not expect that this kind of thing can be seen here. At the moment, I squeezed a law, and I shot the past and hit the magical symbol. The flame on the magical symbol seemed to explode like fireworks. Countless Mars gathered together to form a "敕". Word, call yourself.

Before he even responded, Lin Sansheng was afraid that he would lose money with empty hands, flying in front of him, offering three flowers, and the spiritual light fell, forming a barrier like a fence. Mars hit it and immediately extinguished. The wind blows away.

A figure, coming out from the side of the sand dune, is a middle-aged man wearing a golden robe and holding a dust, holding a black beard, a standard Taoist actor, compared with his image, Ye Shaoyang feels that he is not at all Taoist, live off a second-rate.

I didn't expect people to hide in the side of the dune, but also a Taoist!

This really surprised Ye Shaoyang to the extreme.

However, they attacked and defended several people who were practicing there. They turned their heads and Ye Shaoyang glanced at it. Only then did they see a few people wearing a mask of evil spirits, only eyes and mouths were exposed outside, one I looked at myself, and my eyes were full of shocks. I didn’t seem to think of being besieged by them. How could I suddenly come here.

Six people hurry up and stand up, turned to face Ye Shaoyang, Ye Shaoyang, this is the place where the person who should be the leader in the middle sits, lying alone, is also dressed like them, and there is a head position The things in the porcelain pot, the head of this person stretched into the inside, leaned down, and the porcelain pot was full of blood.

Ye Shaoyang suddenly shocked, using human blood to practice?

Anyway, these few are definitely wizards of evil.

"There is no amount of view, this Taoist friend, the poor road is courteous." The middle-aged Taoist smirked, but held his hand in the afternoon, and gave a gift to Ye Shaoyang. Although the Meridian is a common way for Taoist priests to meet, However, it is generally the same number of rituals used by the older generation or the seniors to see the younger generation, and when the priest is determined, the left thumb is tilted up and pointed at himself. This is what the elders mean to the younger generation, and a little contempt.

Ye Shaoyang smiled lightly, did not return a gift, and put his hands on his hips. He looked at him and said: "Seeing the mountain is not a mountain, seeing water is not water."

The Taoist contemptuously said: "The high mountains are lifted, and the pavilion is flying thousands of miles."

Ye Shaoyang suddenly surprised: "Zongge disciple?"

This incision, Ye Shaoyang has never heard anyone say, only seen in the book, because the cabinet has long lost the mountain gate, Ye Shaoyang suddenly remembered the last time in the Qing Dynasty, Huang Guanzhu, who is fighting with himself, is the Taoist priest The Gongge faction also has a mountain gate in the Qing Dynasty, and its power is also great, but in the world, there has been no inheritance.

Ye Shaoyang frowned at the moment: "I was the first time I saw a disciple in the world, and you are sure that you are a disciple of the cabinet?"

"Only the wrong name, without the wrong name, the cabinet has indeed no mountain gate, but it does not mean that the inheritance has been broken." The middle-aged Taoist smiled. "The Taoist friend is terrific. In the face of such siege, both hands are empty. Can get out of trouble."

"I am also very puzzled, I have been here, you can still talk to me slowly." Ye Shaoyang played with the dagger in his hand, a look of daring.