Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Guagua swallowed and spit out two silent words: "You are talented..."

Ye Shaoyang also admired the five bodies and cast a vertical thumb on him. He said nervously: "The younger brother supports, this vulture is handed over to you, I am going to deal with Hu Wei!"

After saying that he rushed toward the ancient well, Hu Wei heard the footsteps and looked back nervously. As a result, Zhang Xiaorui kicked his chest in the chest and turned over to the well wall. He looked up and saw Ye Shaoyang and Guagua flying in front of him. Come, the madman Zhang Xiaorui put his hands on his hips and smiled at himself. He sighed and sighed. He bit his teeth and jumped into the well.

"Hey, what do you jump on, come up and fight again!"

Zhang Xiaorui went to the well and looked at the probe. There was a thick white steam that could not be seen in the well. Nothing could be seen.

Ye Shaoyang flew in, grabbed her, dragged back, and pulled her to the position of Ma Cheng. The rise of Zhang Xiaorui’s fight is still unfinished, and he still has to fight again.

Ye Shaoyang held her shoulder and said in a serious tone: "You have passed the trial. Now the task for you is to protect Ma Cheng. You are here, don't go anywhere. This is the command of the division!" ”

Zhang Xiaorui nodded, "Master, I will see you later!"

Ye Shaoyang turned and took a step toward the well. A black shadow ejected from under the well and fell to the side, kneeling on the ground.

Ye Shaoyang thought it was Hu Wei, and he fixed his eyes on the general of the haze. He was wondering what happened underneath. Suddenly there was a shock on the ground, and then he felt a sigh of anger, swept from the side and rushed toward the well. The speed is getting faster and faster, almost forming a gust of wind.

Ye Shaoyang stood unsteadily and had to kneel on the ground and look up. There was nothing unusual, so he opened the eyes of Tiantong, and he saw an amazing scene:

The **** red yin constantly rushes over the well, and at about two meters high, it condenses with the white steam that emerges from the well, forming a red and white energy body. It looks a bit like Nebula vortex maps often seen in interstellar maps.

Some of the ghosts and ghosts who came to absorb the yin in the vicinity were caught in the energy body, and instantly became a ghost blood, sprinkled like rain and fog.

Ye Shaoyang is a dozen meters away, still feels a powerful force, overflowing from the nebula vortex. Not a ghost, not a demon...

One of the energy, hovering over the well wall, a little bit of the gossip seal left by the wind.

Ye Shaoyang’s expression gradually became dignified. He knew that the white man’s breakthrough seal was already unstoppable, and his heart immediately began to prepare for the rain...

Sure enough, after the gossip seal was completely smoothed, the nebula vortex over the sky suddenly stopped rotating, suddenly shrinking, turned into a dazzling white light ball, and sneaked into the well.

After about half a minute, a man in a robes stepped on a group of white steam and rose from the bottom of the well.

"Wow, god!" Zhang Xiaorui clasped his hands and exclaimed excitedly. "Master Master, is this also an illusion?"

Ye Shaoyang rolled his eyes and he hoped it was an illusion.

Looking at it, the white man is still the same, wearing a robes, his face completely covered by his robes, only his sharp chin, and a thin lips, his mouth rising, with a confident smile.

But unlike the past, his figure is no longer a glimpse of the shadow, full of reality, like ordinary people, and the legs and feet are sound, wearing white pants and white shoes, the whole body from top to bottom is white.

After he landed, Baiqi immediately earned under the robes, his feet standing on the ground, and it looked just like ordinary people.

Zhang Xiaorui squatted on the ground and looked at the white man with his head down. Ma Cheng asked: "What are you doing?"

"I want to see what his face looks like, his chin and lips are so beautiful, it must be a small piece of meat."

Ma Cheng was speechless and casually said: "You go chasing him."

Zhang Xiaorui gave him a look: "What do you say, I only like my master."

Ma Cheng is dumb.

"Oh..." There, the white man turned to Ye Shaoyang and issued a series of chuckles. "See you again, Ye Tianshi."

Ye Shaoyang shrugged and did not wait for the opening. The general who was standing next to him said: "Who are you?"

"I am not a human." The white man turned his eyes and said faintly.

The generals of the haze are not losing momentum. "I am not your opponent, but you should know my origins. I am from Taiyin Mountain."

The white man was slightly headed and did not speak, as if he was asking him: So?

"I represent Taiyin Mountain, invite you to join, with your strength, to the Taiyin Mountain, naturally will be reused." At this time, the generals of the haze have already left behind the matter of catching melon and melon, focusing on the white people. Above.

He thought that the white man would agree in one bite. He did not expect that the white man just smiled lightly. Although there was no emotion, there was no doubt that he was contemptuous.

The general of the haze was a bit uncomfortable at first, and said faintly: "There are not many people who are qualified to invite the generals."

"You are a general of the yin, in the Taiyin Mountain, has a good position, can command 30,000 ghost soldiers." White people said for a moment of silence.

The general of the haze nodded proudly, but the next words of the white man poured into his head like a basin of water: "But you are not qualified to talk to me."

The generals of the haze screamed and said coldly: "You can't be too small."

The white man smiled indifferently: "I haven’t had a good hand in ten years, just try to take a step back." The voice just fell, the robes were windless, and a white steam flew out, spreading toward the haze general.

The general of the haze looks a sigh, and the slamming out of the ghost sword, the time is full of ghosts.

"Good fierce ghost soldiers!" Ye Shaoyang said with amazement, thinking that the two guys are going to kill each other, otherwise the white guys need not say that this is the general of the haze, and the ghost sword in his hand, is absolutely enough to drink a pot of himself. Whether you can do it or not.

Seeing the generals of the haze slashing into the white steam, fighting together, Ye Shaoyang no longer watched, opened the backpack, took out a large red candle and red line, lit it, arranged along the corner of the corner, looking forward to the yin The generals can be more than a moment, so that they can arrange the formation.

Suddenly a splash of water, Ye Shaoyang looked up, a soaked guy climbed up from the well, and fixed his eyes, it was Hu Wei, this guy is still not dead!

Although Hu Wei looked like a chicken, he was so embarrassed, but Jingshui also washed away the blood of his left hand. Ye Shaoyang fixed his eyes. He had a dust on his left hand. The cloud exhibition on the front was very smooth and dripping. The dust tail of the bamboo shape is much longer than the general dust, and it is emerald green.

Taiyi whisk!