Kong Guan just took two steps forward and suddenly stopped. The hole in his right eye slowly looked around and I found Wei Yu’s lips crawling again.
Confucius nodded meaningfully and said to Weiyu
"You also feel the heavy yin. There are others in this forest besides us!"
I hurriedly raised my head to guard against Su Lengyue’s being watched by Confucius. I also felt that I looked around carefully and there was a man coming slowly from outside the forest.
That man walks very lightly, and every step he walks quietly and slowly, but every step is exactly the same size and as accurate as careful calculation.
As heavy as a step, his every step is exactly the same. What can a man do if he can even calculate the steps?
Ouyang is wrong!
I finally saw that Ouyang Cuo was coming to compete with him on the last day, but Ouyang Cuo was afraid to help me secretly. That person quit the competition. Su Lengyue could follow himself here. Ouyang Cuo appeared here with her. It’s not surprising that I vaguely felt that he was completely different when I saw Ouyang Cuo and the competition today.
Su Leng Yue’s body has turned into a pool of blood. Ouyang Cuo has a warm smile on his face next to Su Leng Yue’s blood. It seems that he is not surprised at Su Leng Yue’s scene.
"Many people are curious about how Gu Xiaotian can achieve today’s achievements. Now I understand that there is a method king around him. Hehe, Su Leng Yue should dare to teach fish to swim. It really deserves to die."
"Are you here to collect her body or are you going to accompany her?" Kong Guan calmly asked
"I’m here to find the Fourteenth Mausoleum." Ouyang answered irrelevant questions and slowly squatted beside Su Leng Yue’s blood.
Gu Anqi has always said coldly to Ouyang Cuo that he doesn’t like it.
"When you still want to find the Fourteenth Mausoleum, you are already defeated by the wild goose back to the elder brother. You know that Su Lengyue deserves to die by teaching fish to swim. I think you and she are not far from each other."
"How do you know that I’m defeated?" Ouyang was wrong. Otherwise, when I got up with a little smile, I had a King Kong magic pestle in my hand.
This is Su Leng Yue’s calculation. If I want to break the snake method, I will definitely call the five-party Yin soldier King Kong to drop the magic pestle. The Yin soldier can’t get close to it. Now I am mistaken by Ouyang. My eyebrows are slightly wrinkled and I seem to think of something.
Kong Guan took a step forward and said darkly
"Then I’ll compete with you and see how capable you are."
Kong Guan’s wrist turned back to Su Leng Yue’s corpse water, squirming and licking the method of poison, and instantly climbed to Ouyang Cuo to climb to the top of thousands of resin powder. I have seen that even if my body is fine, I will try my best to face thousands of resin powder.
Ouyang’s fault capability is not necessarily from the competition, but now Ouyang’s fault is not worried at all and has not moved a muscle.
The method of poison is getting closer and closer to him. It will be contaminated for a moment, and there will be another pool of blood here.
When Zheng Kongguan recognized the victory, he met Ouyang Cuo’s method of poison, which shrank and died. Confucius was shocked and looked at Ouyang Cuo in amazement.
I finally want to white looked up and said in shock
"Soul gathering!"
"It seems that you still have a little eye, but it is really necessary to thank you. How can I practice successful soul gathering without you summoning the five-party Yin soldiers?" Ouyang said with a cold smile.
I hurriedly walked beside Confucius and nervously said
"Take back thousands of resin powder. He is a soul-gathering technique. The more toxic Yin is, the stronger it will make him. Su Leng Yue is just a bait doomed to death. Ouyang Cuo’s real purpose is to let me summon five Yin soldiers."
"What the hell is going on?" Xiao lianshan don’t understand
"Soul-gathering is a Taoist practice of forbidding witchcraft by absorbing evil spirits. Of course, the most evil thing is that the five-party Yin soldier Ouyang Cuo Su Leng Yue is used as bait to force me to summon the five-party Yin soldiers." I looked at Ouyang Cuo coldly and said word by word, "His hand, King Kong’s magic pestle has the effect of calming the soul. Just now, I summoned the Yin soldiers, and all the yin spirits were gathered together by King Kong’s magic pestle."
"What can a … a Vajra magic pestle have?" Xiao Lianshan dismissively said
Ouyang wrong looked at his hand king kong magic pestle cold voice said
"Then I’ll tell you what it is!"
Ouyang wrong said that without thinking, he picked up King Kong’s magic pestle and inserted it into his chest. Suddenly blood came out of his chest, but his face was still twitching with a strange smile and fell to the ground after a few times.
Xiao Lianshan, they looked at each other. How much will Ouyang Wrong move?
"You scared me. I don’t know what he really wanted. This … this is so funny. Did you commit suicide without saying a few words?" Yue Qianling said with a smile
"Maybe he also knows that he is sinful, and people like him can’t die." Gu Anqi took a white look at Ouyang Wrong and didn’t good the spirit said.
I look more and more ugly and say with all my strength
"Step back! Don’t go near him! "
I don’t know why I’m so worried about a suicide. Qiu Nuo just wanted to ask Ouyang who suddenly saw something wrong, and then slowly got up, lowered his head and slowly raised his deep eyes, which was chilling.
How can a man who has puncture his heart be damaged intact?
"Brother Ouyang is wrong … how can he get up?" Xiao lianshan gaping asked
"Soul gathering is to gather the ghosts of ten parties. He is invulnerable to the five-party yin soldiers and yin qi!" I said with a lingering fear, "Besides, the real way to gather souls is to summon the Yin God!"
Ouyang Cuo’s branches and plants withered with a layer of frost, and his center slowly spread around. Ouyang Cuo’s voice became extremely deep and strange, and he was a different person after hearing the audio and video.
"I’m the general of the Ghost Patrol. You are good at borrowing Yin soldiers. It’s against the number of days. Go back to the Ghost and listen to the sentence!"
……
Xiao Lianshan leng along while helpless to ask
"What did Brother Ouyang say wrong?"
"He’s not Ouyang fault!"
"It’s not … it’s not Ouyang’s fault. Then who is he?"
I took a deep breath, and the branch I just inserted has been answered in a low voice.
"General Yang Qilang!"
☆, Chapter 41 Twelve days will be
One of the most overbearing witchcraft is Maoshan orthodoxy, a branch of which was originally used to summon souls to gather souls and cross over the dead, but if you gather souls and don’t leave yourself alone, once the ghosts gather to a certain extent, you will have the ability to summon Yin gods.
However, gathering souls is extremely difficult to cultivate. The main reason is that evoking ghosts requires extremely high Taoist methods, which will be harmful if they cannot be controlled, and the other is to ruin the longevity.
Ouyang Cuo borrowed Su Leng Yue’s hand and forced me to summon the five-party Yin soldiers. Ouyang Cuo gave it to Su Leng Yue’s King Kong magic pestle, but it can help him to solve the two most difficult links in the practice of gathering souls.
I hold the branch tightly in my hand, and I know my real ability. Even if Confucius is the king of the method and poison is the yin, but in the face of Ouyang’s fault, is it true?
Ouyang wrong please Yin Shen Shen body is now in front of the general of the nether world. Is there any magic that ordinary people can do here? No one can compete with him.
I took a step forward. I knew I wasn’t Ouyang’s fault. My opponent was thinking about how to deal with it. I heard dead branches being trampled on behind me.
Weiyu put Yu Mei’s lips on his left hand with two fingers in one, and kept squirming like reading something. He raised his left foot and stepped on the hole, shook his hand and motioned for others to retreat. I watched Weiyu move one leng and was surprised and soliloquized.
"Weiyu would be so profound? ！”