Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Shaoyang took a glance and determined that it was the purple moon that he had seen from the photo, but the real person - it should be said that it is a real ghost, more beautiful than the person on the photo, the bright teeth, faint smile.

Ye Shaoyang looked at her and asked: "Wang Ping, where is Wang Ping?"

Ziyue reached out on the side of a tree and pointed to the finger. Ye Shaoyang turned his head and looked at it. One person was lying flat on the canopy, and the body was supported by the branches. Because it was relatively secret, no one reminded that it could not be found.

"Ping Ping, that is flat!" The pony yelled and tried to rush to the ghost road. The result was enchanted and bounced back.

Ye Shaoyang flew to the tree, and when the crown of the tree fell, many branches and leaves were like tentacles, and they were captured by the demon.

Ye Shaoyang didn't have time to fight with it, pulled out the seven-star Longquan sword, and smashed it against the trunk.

Longquan sword belongs to gold, Jinkemu, and has great restraint on the demon of wood attributes. When a sword goes down, the crown of the tree collapses. Ye Shaoyang glances at the person on the tree, Wang Ping, and hugged the road.

Ziyue watched him do this and did not stop it.

Ye Shaoyang put Wang Ping on the road, pushed the pony trying to pounce on it, looked down, Wang Ping looked as usual, seemed to be in a drowsy, hurriedly clasped her wrist, felt it with a sigh of relief, stunned, almost fell sit on the floor.

"How is she?" Pony asked in a hurry.

Ye Shaoyang did not make a sound, turned and ran to the ghost road, hand-held seven-star Longquan sword, a sword cut open enchantment, rushed toward the purple moon.

"Ye Tianshi is going to fight," Ziyue was unmoved, and said with a smile on his lips. "You don't want to hear me say something?"

"Her soul is gone, there is nothing to say!" Ye Shaoyang screamed low.

Ziyue smiled softly. "If I really want to kill you, I will lead you over. I just started, why should I tell you so much?"

Ye Shaoyang’s heart was really so arrogant, and he was also excited at the moment, and he lost his judgment on such obvious things.

Ziyue said: "The girl is not dead. I just took her soul and used the ghost mirror to put her into another space, so even if you can't find out the existence of the soul."

"Ghost illusion mirror!" Ye Shaoyang was shocked, remembering that she had heard the female ghost Lin Biao said this term, it really exists.

"I am looking for you, just want to gamble with you." Ziyue looked at Ye Shaoyang and said, "If you really want to save the girl, you can go to the ghost mirror to find her, but you can still come back. How about your own strength and luck? How about?"

Ye Shaoyang’s heart sank.

Ziyue went on to say: "The place where the ghost mirror passes is the evil spirit in the four-image space. The grievance of the ghost road only provides an entrance. I can only control it. I can't enter it. It is dangerous, but I want it. If you come out, there is still a way. I will never lie to you."

Ye Shaoyang said: "What guarantee do you take?"

"Nothing, you can choose not to go in and play with me, but regardless of the outcome, the girl's soul will become a funeral. She may not die there, but she will never come out."

Ye Shaoyang took a slow breath and said: "Why are you doing this? To kill me?"

"Yes," Ziyue answered very simply. "I want to kill you, but I don't want to do it directly. Because I am not sure, I want to use this trap... but if you don't want to give it to you, you won't go down." Jump, nine deaths, everything is all about yourself, jump on, only a line of life, do not jump, the girl will die..."

After talking about Ye Shaoyang with a smile and affection, the eyes seemed to say: I just told you that this is a trap, do you jump or not?

Ye Shaoyang bit his teeth and looked up at her and said, "How come in?"

"Don't worry about Shaoyang, don't!" Zhou Jingru yelled in anxiously. "If you go, you can't come back!"

The pony stood by, his expression was struggling, but he looked at his gaze with a restrained expectation.

"There should be a way to come back." Although I don't trust the promise of Ziyue, I have never entered the four-image space, but I know something about the existence of the four-image space. I know that Ziyue is right. Her so-called ghost illusion mirror only opened a gap in the four-image space, which can inhale all the souls, and has no ability to destroy or block the four-image space.

Ziyue "giggle" smiled twice, waving his arms, attracting a strong grievance, rolling up the leaves of a place, forming a circle of swirling presence in front of him.

A powerful suction, emitted from the darkness in the middle of the vortex.

"Ye Tianshi, please!"

The pony suddenly stood up and shouted: "If there is no death, you... don't go!"

Ye Shaoyang’s heart moved, took a deep breath and ignored it. He turned to Zhou Jingru and said, “I will definitely come back.”

After that, regardless of Zhou Jingru’s crying, striding into the whirlpool.

I immediately felt that there was nothing under my feet, as if I was floating in the void, my eyes could not see anything, and my ears echoed the laughter of the purple moon. "Ye Tianshi, your four-image space is the school of the evil spirits. Enjoy the service of the evil spirits and zombies..."

The feeling of floating in the void is very uncomfortable. Suddenly up and down, Ye Shaoyang’s feeling is like the first time he took a pirate ship, and he was stunned. After a while, he finally landed on his feet and stepped on the real thing. The fog is a little bit scattered...

Ziyue raised a hand and used the ghost force to roll up the body of Ye Shaoyang, and pulled it to his face. Ye Shaoyang’s soul was not there, only a flesh was left, and he was peaceful.

"A good face is much better than those of the Master. Oh, I have another face..."

After talking about one hand and grabbing Ye Shaoyang's forehead, he wanted to tear the face off. As a result, the finger touched his forehead, and a purple light flew out from his Yintang and shot at Ziyue.

Ziyue retired two steps, avoiding the purple light, and looked at Ye Shaoyang's face in surprise.

"Tiantong eyes, the soul is not hurt, the gods are not destroyed..." The moment sighed, "Unfortunately, a flesh, I can't use it." The arm lifted, resentment lifted Ye Shaoyang, flew out of the ghost road, small When the horse saw Ye Shaoyang's body flew, he hugged him up and checked it. He found that like Wang Ping, he did not breathe or pulse.

"Being personal, you can prepare for him, remember the scenery buried." Purple Moon proudly laughed and turned and walked to the end of the ghost road.

"I believe, you will not die!" Zhou Jingru clung to Ye Shaoyang, and the hot tears fell on his face.