Starting from the hard-working Jindan ancestors

Chapter 40

The golden looped rope scooped up the ghost soldiers who came out of the formation, and the ghost soldiers who were recruited were detained in mid-air, and then a gleam of light was emitted from the rope, and then the ghost aura on the kid's body slowly subsided, and suddenly there was a lot of blood on his body. A few traces of inexplicable characteristics, and then the rope hanging in mid-air was lifted, and the little ghost slowly hung up along with the rope, and disappeared into the big formation slowly with the rope, while the monks who cast spells outside were holding Their respective magic weapons include gourds, streamers, wooden boxes, etc. They couldn't wait to put away their trophies with smiles on their faces.

"Third senior brother, this time we came to the right place. This is the foundation-building ghost. This time, brother's Taoist soldiers can finally be refined. This is the foundation-building Taoist soldier!" A young man on a small hillside in the northwest The man said to a slightly mature man.

"Hehehe, fourth senior brother, how about it? It's right to follow senior brother. If you follow senior senior brother and second senior brother I'm watching around to extradite ghosts, it will be beneficial. Let's wait for another chance and senior brother will help you capture a foundation building The ghost came, but he returned to the temple, I see who dares to underestimate us two senior brothers!" The man called the third senior brother said with a smile.

"Thank you, senior brother! Junior brother will definitely follow the lead of senior brother!" The fourth junior brother patted his chest to reassure, then looked at the empty gourd in his hand, and looked at the ghost soldiers in Duqiu Mountain full of longing.

Seeing that the colleagues who left the army were arrested, the ghost soldiers inside were a little trembling for a while, what happened?Immediately, the momentum was lifted up by the Huandan ghost general who supervised the battle, kill, kill out of the big formation, we want to be free!

The yellow turban wrestlers were carrying them on their fronts, and the four real people who held the formation never slacked off. The Patriarch Chijian crazily put various states on his wrestlers, and at the same time issued powerful spells from time to time to clean up some overhanging ghosts. Zhenjun Miao, Daquan Daoist, and Zen Master Kuzhi are naturally not watching the fun.

I saw the demon sword flying in the book of Master Tong Miao, and the ghostly aura above the ghost formation was bombarded by thunderstorms, which never stopped for a moment. There are also 99 yellow turban wrestlers listed in front of the altar, which seems to be gaining momentum, but such inaction is really confusing.

Daquan Daoist, however, was accumulating his spells, and a phantom of a big river had already appeared in front of his altar, but he knew which river to flood.On the contrary, Zen Master Kuzhi's side seemed a little harmonious. I saw that this side was full of fragrant flowers and the Buddha's voice was singing, which caused the ghosts on the side to look outside frequently. From time to time, some little ghosts fell into this "harmonious" place , and then there was no sound, and the ghost called Yancheng Lord Jindan had to follow the ghost pawns on this side to resist this disturbing charm. Although it appeared in front of the world for the first year, this Yancheng Lord He really has a bit of skill, he conceived several old ghost figures, loudly shouted to stop the marching ghost pawns, and at the same time shot a "ghost lotus", which fell in the "Buddha Realm" imagined by Zen Master Kuzhi, emitting The thick ghost aura disturbed the operation of the Buddhist world.

With the passage of time, the ghost aura gathered above the ghost pawns gradually became thinner, and suddenly Master Tongmiao slashed a huge sky thunder, tearing a small hole in the ghost formation outside the northeast, and a section counts. The hundred ghost soldiers lost the protection of the army formation and were exposed to the eyes of a group of red-eyed monks.

Naturally, Huang Yi would not delay this opportunity. With a move on his sleeves, the demon-binding rope turned into a flash of light. Half of the rope fell into the formation and hung down in the midair of Duqiu Mountain. The half of it was still in the empty space.

"There are six dings, and the six psychic earth and stone demon spirits will not escape, tell their names, and summon their souls."

One piece and one close, the time is only one breath, Huang Yi shouted: "Shut up!"

In an instant, the end of the demon-binding rope submerged in Duqiu Mountain slowly rolled out in a small circle, and then hooked the leader of the hundreds of people, the Dan-Huandan ghost general!
The ghost general was still dissatisfied with his reaction, and hastily moved the rusty sword in his hand towards the demon-binding rope. Naturally, it was cut off by the golden light emitted by the demon-binding rope like an egg hitting a stone, and then he stopped waiting for the ghost general's action. Then it grabbed onto his body, put it on his neck in an instant, and then slowly dragged the ghost general's body up!

Being strangled by a rope like this, anyone would struggle desperately, let alone a ghost cultivator who returned alchemy?Not only moved left and right, but also spit out a strong ghostly aura, as if to dirty this demon-binding rope.However, with the golden light shining on the rope, the ghost general struggled less and less. Later, there was even a peaceful expression in his eyes, and he was successfully dragged out of the circle by Huang Yi, and then he sleeved his robe. One trick, income in the sleeve.

There was a hint of satisfaction in Huang Yi's eyes. Although the craftsmanship of refining Dao soldiers is too microscopic, it is not impossible. If you can refine a member and turn the alchemy general into a thug, you will earn it anyway, even if you fail. It's just a waste of materials, we have a big brother, and the big brother is rich!

Naturally, the small-scale conflicts on the side battlefield will not cause any waves. The big head still depends on the confrontation between the yellow scarf fighters and the ghost soldiers. The yellow turban wrestlers were still forced to push back. Although they achieved considerable results, there were still more than a hundred wrestlers who turned into yellow spirits and fled back to the altar.At the ninth day of the first day, the ghost army led by Jiuyi had advanced to a small river only two miles away from the altar where the ancestor Chijian was.

However, after spending two days in this way, the ghost army also suffered heavy losses. At least [-]% of the ghost soldiers were strangled, and there were not a few of them who were arrested by monks who were outside for money. The more significant effect was the ghost energy gathered on the ghost army. Already appearing extremely indifferent, the thunders summoned by True Monarch Tong Miao pierced through from time to time, fell into the formation, and took away several ghosts.

There are still more than two miles away from the altar of the ancestor Chijian. Seeing the situation of the army formation, Zhenjun Tongmiao and others showed a gratified smile. Jiuyi should not be able to make waves, so it depends on Chili What kind of tricks did the old ghost do this year!However, Jiuyi, who was in the ghost formation, let out a ghostly cry of 'Jie Jie Jie', as if he was extremely excited, but when the ghost army in front stepped on the river, Jiuyi sprayed a pitch-black bead from his mouth, slowly Slowly rising into the air, there was a loud "Boom!", and the ghost aura above the ghost army suddenly became stronger again!
"Self-exploding ghost pill! How dare he! No, this is not his ghost pill! It seems that Xiongyuan is really dead!" One thought after another flashed in the minds of the four real people looking at the magic circle, but a thousand Going back and forth, summed up like this.

(End of this chapter)