Maoshan Ghost King

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan was also shocked by this scene. In this moment, the spirit gathering tower was soaring like him. The countless black and red evil spirits were gathered, and they were all sucked in by the gathering spirit tower.

Immediately afterwards, countless screams of ghosts screamed and screamed, and the ghosts were drawn by the spirit gathering tower one after another.

These ghosts were completely involuntary. Yang Fan clearly saw some ghosts in military uniforms, struggling to avoid getting close to this spiritual gathering tower, but the devouring power of this gathering spiritual tower was too strong, they were still given by the spiritual gathering tower one by one. Suck it in.

This place is where the bones of these ghosts are buried, and there must be a big connection between the bones and the soul. This is the key to sealing many ghosts.

If it hadn’t been for Ge Yu to communicate the power of the evil spirit with his divine sense, he would never know that this place was the place where these ghosts were buried, because the evil spirit of this place was too heavy to be positioned with a compass. Knowing in advance that this is the place where the corpse is buried, it is impossible to determine the general location.

Ge Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, pinching his hands at the same time, urging the devouring power of the Spirit Gathering Tower.

Various ghosts are constantly being drawn from the western-style building and are sealed in the spirit gathering tower. This is with the help of the place where the corpses of these ghosts are buried, the power of the five elements of the world, and the power of the soul calming talisman. , This Spirit Gathering Pagoda can exert such great energy.

If it weren't for finding the place where these people buried their bodies, it would be absolutely impossible to do this.

At a very fast speed, there were hundreds of ghosts in the western-style buildings sealed in the Spirit Gathering Tower, but in the middle of the period, Ge Yu's spiritual power was consumed too much, and his whole body was shaking. It seemed that it was already a little unsustainable. .

Originally Ge Yu had a dark wound on his body, but he hasn't recovered. With such a big means, his body is a little unable to hold it.

Yang Fan, who had been standing next to Ge Yu, looked in his eyes and worried in his heart.

The ghosts in this western-style building cannot be swallowed cleanly, and there will be endless suffering.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan also sat cross-legged next to Ge Yu, bit his middle finger, and dripped three drops of blood toward the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, which was also like Ge Yu, pinching dozens of complicated magic decisions. , I have words in my mouth.

Yang Fan is also a very good practitioner. After all, he is a boy who practiced with his grandfather since he was a child. He has a very strong background. Ge Yu used Maoshan's law to bless the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, while Yang Fan used Wuwei's means to bless them. At the same time, the spirit gathering tower burst into a terrifying devouring force once again.

From the Yanglou building, various ghosts continued to draw in.

Most of them were soldiers in old-style military uniforms, and some dressed up like subordinates. Ge Yu even saw the aunts and wives in cheongsam, who were also drawn by the Juling Tower.

Because this Yanglou building has been gathered here for almost a hundred years, there are not a few people who died in this western building. There are people from almost all periods, and most of them are dressed like students.

When Ge Yu blessed the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, he became more and more frightened when he saw these ghosts. No wonder he came to this western-style building several times and killed so many ghosts. The ghosts in this place are still inexhaustible. The ghosts and ghosts are not ordinary.

I don’t know how long it took. Those ghosts that could be pulled over became fewer and fewer, and Ge Yu and Yang Fan were a little weaker, until the last ghost was pulled into the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, the two of them relaxed, almost simultaneously limp. On the ground, he gasped for breath.

After lying there panting for two or three minutes, Ge Yu stood up again and saw Yang Fan on the side. His hair was wet, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Sister Fan, thank you for your help, otherwise I I definitely couldn't stand it just now."

Yang Fan stretched out his hand and grabbed Ge Yu. Ge Yu stretched out his hand and pulled him up. Yang Fan let out a sigh of relief and said, "You should thank me well. For you, my sister is also trying hard to die."

Ge Yu took the Spirit Gathering Tower, and the Spirit Gathering Tower was surrounded by a mass of black and red evil spirits, and it felt a little heavier in his hand. It swallowed so many ghosts and ghosts, which was unique in the past.

Even if Aunt Feng couldn't be eliminated, none of its minions could exert any power.

The two rested for a while and didn't dare to stay for a long time. Yang Fan said with some worry: "Let's go to my junior brother, I don't know what happened to them. Let's help. Let's destroy the female ghost Aunt Feng. "

Ge Yu nodded, put away the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, took out the Maoshan Seven Star Sword, and ran towards the front entrance of the western-style building with Yang Fan.

As soon as I walked to the front yard, I felt the endless evil spirit attack. Aunt Feng, Bai Zhan and Li Zejian had already changed the battlefield and moved to the yard.

And Aunt Feng stood on the rockery, her terrifying hair fluttered all over, and the blood-red wedding dress was almost black due to the erosion of resentment, and a horrible evil spirit drifted all over her body.

Li Zejian's divine sword chasing the soul hovered above his head, and Bai Zhan invited a ray of magical knowledge of Zhenjun Erlang to come, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand and pointed it at Aunt Feng.

"Auntie Feng, stop it, all your minions have been wiped out. Now that you are a polished commander, what are you going to toss about?" The soul chasing sword on top of Li Zejian's head buzzed, murderous.

"Ha ha ha... It's impossible for me to stop, unless everyone in the world is dead, and you all will die here today." Aunt Feng said gloomily.

While they were talking, Ge Yu and Yang Fan had already rushed over. Ge Yu looked at Aunt Feng and said in a deep voice, "Aunt Feng, you have killed a lot of people, and all the revenge you deserve is avenged. People in the entire commander’s mansion. They were all killed, what else do you want?"

"They all deserve to die! They are all sinners. I have suffered so much during my lifetime. Even my son who was born just full moon failed to escape their poisonous hands. They are not dead. It is impossible to tolerate them!" Aunt Feng opened up. After closing his hands, the ten sharp nails looked particularly horrible. Standing on the rockery, it had a look of the world.

The whole body is wrapped in black and red evil spirits that are condensed but not scattered, and the momentum is no different.

"Auntie Feng, your child was not taken by the marshal and thrown into the mass grave. He survived at that time. I have communicated the power of the evil spirit with my spiritual sense. I have seen all the past. Your son really paid it back then. Live..." Ge Yu knew that the crux of Aunt Feng's resentment lies with her son, otherwise she wouldn't do such extreme things out of anger.