The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 20 The Long Christmas Eve 5
  "Bang!"

Zhu Mingyao kicked open the basement door, jumped down in three steps, and quickly rushed to the altar made of green bricks in the center. He picked up the altar wood placed on it and took a photo of it. , shouted in a hurry:
  "Qinglong Mengzhang, White Tiger Inspector, Suzaku Mausoleum..."

As he chanted the incantation, a stream of Xuanmen's pure holy energy surged up from the altar and spread rapidly upstairs like a tide. At the same time, there were spiritual lights flashing on the four walls of the basement, gradually outlining The true forms of the four sacred beasts are revealed.

Under the aura, I saw the green dragon swimming, the white tiger soaring, the red bird flapping its wings, and the basalt pacing. The true forms of the four images became more and more agile, as if they were about to turn into reality at any time and jump off the wall.

"...Xuanwu Zhiming, the four gods from all directions, please ask for your fate——"

Before Zhu Mingyao could finish reading, he felt a sudden earthquake upstairs!
  The whole building seemed to be trembling slightly, and countless fine dust rustled down from the gaps in the ceiling, covering his face with disgrace.

All that could be heard was the sound of shattering, yelling, and impact all mixed together.

Immediately afterwards, the wooden door of the basement that was already crumbling after being kicked by him exploded with a bang. A large group of black shadows rolled in amid sawdust flying in the sky.

The black shadow fell to the ground and dispersed into two figures, it was Bai Ziyuan and the black-clothed vampire.

At this moment, Bai Ziyuan's appearance was no longer as comfortable as before. His face was slightly blue, and his hands and feet could not help but tremble slightly. A piece of white bone armor with illusory horns at the top covered him from head to toe. He was covered tightly, showing that the battle just now was not easy.

The condition of the vampire in black was even more miserable. Half of his body was burnt black, and his tough combat uniform was turned into rags, floating like a beggar's uniform. Neither of them seemed to occupy much space. Cheap.

Bai Ziyuan stared with a constipated expression on his face and shouted angrily at the young man on the altar:
  "Use your brain, brother, let me help you, don't use the magic to ward off evil spirits and subjugate demons!
  Not only me but also surrendered! "

"Fuck!"

Zhu Mingyao suddenly realized that if the situation hadn't been urgent, he would have given himself a slap in the face.

Bai Ziyuan's two major inheritances, whether they are the Yinshan Sect or the White Bone Sect, were not originally so upright. Even after the efforts of many outstanding disciples in later generations to add, subtract and improve, the style of painting was barely changed from the evil sect of the demon sect to the heresy. The various commonly used magical powers and techniques still cannot get rid of the sinister atmosphere.

He activates the ritual on the altar to raise the clear and turbid, and eliminate all kinds of impurities. It can indeed effectively suppress vampires as dark creatures, but the operation of Bai Ziyuan's magic is also subject to considerable interference.

In real-world battles, no friendly party is immune to injury!
  If Bai Ziyuan hadn't had solid skills and quick reactions, he would have been cheated on the spot with his face covered in blood.

"You almost hurt my handsome face. I'll settle the score with you later!"

Bai Ziyuan cursed fiercely with lingering fear, and then swayed to block the attacking vampires in black.

Knowing that his lack of experience in martial arts had caused an error, Zhu Mingyao shrank his head, quickly changed the techniques in his hands, twisted his left thumb and index finger, and aimed at the enemy who was fighting with Bai Ziyuan.

"Urgent order to ward off all ghosts and eradicate all unknowns!
  All evil will be eliminated, and all monsters will flee! "

Following his spell, an invisible wave fell on the head of the black-clothed vampire.

While trying their best to cope with the various cunning and weird magical powers of the Eastern Warlock on the opposite side, the vampire in black suddenly felt that his movements were stagnant. The air that was originally light and airy suddenly became heavier countless times, becoming like a big ball of sticky glue. Although it was not strong, it had stamina. Complete invisible pressure is coming from all directions! [Curse to ward off all ghosts]!
  Having learned a lesson, Zhu Mingyao chose the forbidden curse technique that only targets dark aliens this time. No matter how sinister Bai Ziyuan's methods are, he is still a normal human being after all. There is absolutely no risk of accidental injury this time.

The black-clothed vampire's actions slowed down a bit, but Bai Ziyuan, the chicken thief, immediately caught the loophole between offense and defense. He used fists, kicks, and spells to hit him hard with a set of combos.

With the blessing of that set of white bone armor, Bai Ziyuan's punches and kicks are accompanied by infinite power, almost as powerful as breaking gold and breaking stones, far better than the so-called boxing champions in the world, if it weren't for the body of the black-clothed vampire dying Being permeated by energy all year round, it has become half undead, and has long been beaten to death.

Even so, he also felt that waves of heartbreaking pain were coming from his nerve network, which had been numb for a long time due to practicing necromancy. It was obvious that countless bones in his body had been broken.

Feeling that if he hesitated any longer, he would be beaten on the spot by the opponent in the next second. A trace of ruthlessness appeared on the face of the black-clothed vampire. He waved his hands to support a blood-red shield, barely able to withstand the opponent's stormy attack. , and then Yin Hong's skeleton crossed its claws and clawed hard at both sides of his ribs!
  Blood burst out and quickly vaporized into large clouds of dark red blood mist that filled the air, not only wrapping his head and feet tightly, but also spreading to the side.

The blood mist that felt cold and sticky seemed to have turned into an iron wall at this moment, and many fists and kicks had no effect on it.

Bai Ziyuan tried seven or eight methods in a row with no success. Phosphorus fire, thunder, and spells flew into the blood mist like a mud cow into the sea without any fluctuations. A few punches and kicks were as if they were hit on a tough inflatable ball and were bounced back. .

Not only that, as the blood mist spreads, wisps of evil and slender red threads gradually appear in it, like the tentacles of some kind of creature, gently swinging in the air. Once it touches other things, it seems to be bloody. The poisonous insect stung him without hesitation.

Seeing several wooden frames and chairs, they became riddled with holes under the thorns of evil red threads, and then they were strangled and disintegrated into pieces. The faces of a pair of comrades next to them were very ugly.

If you can't break the defense, how can you fight?
  Fortunately, the small building occupies a large area, and even the basement is quite spacious, so the blood mist could not reach the two of them for a while.

Bai Ziyuan tiptoed to Zhu Mingyao's side, frowned and asked in a low voice:

"I'm at my wits end. If you have a move, use it quickly, otherwise we two brothers will have to retreat!"

"Get out of here, this thing looks like it's going to tear my whole house apart in a little while!

When the old man comes back in a few days, what shall I explain?

You can’t say it was demolished, right?

It took more than thirty years of work to build the dojo. If it were to disappear all of a sudden, he wouldn't eat me alive! "

Zhu Mingyao gritted his teeth and vented his anger. He formed the Laojun Jue with his hands and finished reciting the interrupted divine spell:

"...The four gods from all directions, please give me your blessings. My disciple respectfully invites the four..."

He glanced at the bloody mist that had spread over, and with a flash of thought, he temporarily changed his words:
  "Respectfully invite the Lord Zhuque Lingguang!"

next moment!
  Accompanied by a crisp cry.

The red light flashes, and the flame waves are like a tide!
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