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From a man's point of view, as long as the reckless guy in front of him rushes into the Yin soldiers, it only takes one knife to kill this guy who speaks arrogantly.

Facing the fat man who suddenly broke in, the Yin soldiers held their ghost swords high and slashed at the fat man with all their strength.

In the eyes of the fat man, such an offensive was just like tickling himself, it was neither painful nor itchy.

The fat man didn't even try to avoid him, he just quickened his pace.When he reached the middle position, all the Yin soldiers were staring at Fatty, and when they were about to chop them down in the next second, Fatty took a deep breath and shouted: "Emperor, order!"

His hands quickly formed a Vajra Seal on his chest, and a copper coin floating above the fat man's head was summoned and fell down the moment he finished speaking.

Holding the coin, the fat man simply waved his fist and hit the Yin soldier holding the ghost knife.

This scene was seen by the man, and he just felt that the fat man was going to die.

How could one person fight against so many Yin soldiers?
He could even imagine the beautiful scene of Fatty being torn apart by Yin soldiers.

The magic formula in the man's hand changed, and the Yin soldiers suddenly surged and rushed towards the fat man.

Facing the swarm of Yin soldiers, Fatty sneered.

……

Taoist Priest Qingyun and the old smoker were already approaching the room with the flickering fire.

Just when they were less than five meters away from the room, the door of the room suddenly opened, and a bare-chested bald man with trembling muscles walked out with a gloomy look on his face.

"Why isn't this thing finished yet?"

This bald man is the same Morishita-kun who threw himself into the woman's arms before, shouting to serve his mother.

Staring at the old smoker and Taoist Qingyun, Morishita-kun looked gloomy and looked like he wanted to tear the two people in front of him into pieces!

He was speaking in Japanese, his tone was extremely cold.

"Okay, don't talk about the birdsong here. If you can't speak Chinese, shut up. It hurts your ears to hear the birdsong!"

Taoist Priest Qingyun interrupted him directly. They came here not to listen to their birdsong.

After being interrupted, Morishita's eyes looked even colder, but he was not in a hurry to take action. On the contrary, he really said a sentence bluntly in Chinese: "I haven't had time to investigate you, you guys." But he came to the door first.

But it doesn't matter, you disturbed mother's rest, you must die! "

Hearing his words, Taoist Priest Qingyun and Lao Yangui looked at his obviously disheveled appearance and the obvious marks on his exposed upper body. Both of them had expressions of contempt on their faces: "I know you Japanese people are just playing this game." Hua, I didn’t expect that not only did you play like a flower, you also played in a perverted way!”

Both of them had forgotten what Feng Yun had said before. Among the Baju faction, the leaders of the faction were usually women, and such women were also called mothers by others.

However, this kind of mother-son relationship, it can only be said that there is no most abnormal, only more abnormal!

Faced with the obvious ridicule of the two people, a cold light flashed in the man's eyes, and he uttered a spell in his mouth, and a chrysanthemum appeared on Morishita's hand.

After looking at the chrysanthemums for a long time, Morishita made a seal.

"open!"

Following his soft drink, the doors of several surrounding rooms were opened in an instant, and then, stiff corpses walked out standing upright, surrounding the old smoker and Taoist Priest Qingyun.

All of them were male corpses, also with their upper bodies naked. The skin of these corpses was blue-purple, and their eyes were wide and round, but there was no trace of expression.

Their movements were stiff, but their strength was astonishing.

Morishita stroked the chrysanthemum gently, then slowly pulled out a red silk thread from the stamen of the chrysanthemum, and then wrapped the silk thread around his five fingers.

As Morishita clicked his five fingers, the corpses originally surrounding Taoist Priest Qingyun and Old Smoker seemed to have suddenly received an order, and they started to move towards Taoist Priest Qingyun and Old Smoker.

Shocked by the scene in front of them, Taoist Priest Qingyun and Old Smoker were not shocked for long and quickly calmed down.

"I'll stay here. The person behind the scenes should be in that room. You must catch him and not let him escape!"

After taking a look at the room that closed the door again after coming out of the forest, all the firelight came from this room. The old smoker said to Taoist Priest Qingyun seriously.

After looking around, Taoist Priest Qingyun was a little worried, "With so many corpses driven by evil spirits, can you really do it alone?"

The old smoker smiled, "Don't worry, they're just some inanimate guys, nothing like that!"

As he spoke, two red lights began to flash behind the old smoker.

These are the shadows of the two door gods.

"There are two door gods helping me, so you don't have to worry about me!"

The old smoker, who has been practicing with Feng Yun for a period of time, no longer needs to take out the portrait of the door god to summon the door god for his use. As long as he wants to, once the magic of summoning the gods is activated, the shadow of the door god will appear, and he will use it for him. Used by old smokers.

Seeing this, Taoist Master Qingyun knew that there was no problem. After nodding, he walked towards the room.

Morishita snorted coldly and blocked the way of Taoist Qingyun, "Want to go in? Die first!"

The fingers clicked again, and the corpses around him immediately took action and launched an offensive towards Taoist Priest Qingyun.

The old smoker took a puff from his pipe and stood in front of Taoist Priest Qingyun.

Two rays of red light gradually condensed into the figure, and the door god opened the way. The body could not get close, and a road was cleared.

"Taoist Master, go!"

After pushing Taoist Priest Qingyun, the old smoker shouted one last time.

Taoist Priest Qingyun, who knew that the situation was urgent, did not speak anymore. He gritted his teeth and quickened his pace. The talisman was struck in front of him, and the closed door was blown open. Taoist Priest Qingyun rushed into the room.

He knew that these people who appeared so far were just minions, and the real people behind the scenes had not yet appeared.

The people behind the scenes are hiding in this factory. If they can't find the other party or let the other party escape, this operation will be a complete failure.

Their purpose is to catch the person behind the scenes.

The moment he stepped into the room, the door that was blown open behind him suddenly closed again.

The walls are covered with chrysanthemums, which are the symbols of the Baju sect.

The room was very strangely arranged, with translucent gauze partitions dividing the room into a small maze. Taoist Priest Qingyun moved forward in the darkness, following the faint firelight.

Advancing cautiously, testing whether there are any traps, there is a faint sweet fragrance floating in the air.

Holding his breath, Taoist Priest Qingyun took another step forward.

The moment he stepped on the ground, the surrounding environment began to change in a daze.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Taoist Priest Qingyun saw that the room he was originally in disappeared, and there was a sea of ​​burning fire in front of him.

The ears were filled with countless wailing sounds, and densely packed people with bloody flesh struggled to climb out of the sea of ​​​​fire.Taomu Sword was held tightly in his hand, Taoist Priest Qingyun watched this scene with furrowed brows.

The ground beneath his feet began to slowly melt, and a pair of dry hands with only bones stretched out from below, pulling hard on Taoist Priest Qingyun's feet, trying to pull him into this sea of ​​​​fire and hell.

The Taomu Sword took action and cut off the bloody hands that emerged from the ground. Taoist Priest Qingyun stared at the ground warily.

The severed bloody hands were twisted and entangled together, and soon formed a bloody skeleton. They were wailing and making frightening sounds from their mouths.

In his heart, he silently recited the Qingxin Mantra, Taoist Priest Qingyun forced himself to calm down and carefully observed the surrounding environment.

He was obviously in an abandoned factory, but he came here in an instant. This was simply impossible.

Could it be an illusion?

With speculation in his mind, Taoist Master Qingyun still remained vigilant and did not dare to be careless.

"Buzzing—"

A strange sound sounded, followed by a large number of bloody figures crawling up from the ground and out of the sea of ​​fire.

A horrifying scene happened. The people who had finally climbed up piled up and lay on top of each other, gradually forming the appearance of a giant.

The flesh and blood are blurred, and the appearance cannot be seen clearly. The giant just stands here.

Taoist Priest Qingyun, who sensed something was wrong, immediately retreated a distance and put more distance between himself and the giant.

At this moment, Taoist Priest Qingyun suddenly discovered a stone tablet standing not far away.

The stone tablet was wrapped in red blood, and there was a lot of flesh and blood hanging on it. The large handwriting written in blood was clearly visible, "Yellow Spring Hirasaka!"

After seeing the words on the stone tablet clearly, Taoist Priest Qingyun was quite surprised.

He finally knew where he was now.

The boundary between the underworld in Japanese mythology and the real world is also the only way to the underworld.

However, this is simply impossible!

Taoist Master Qingyun couldn't understand. He had never felt the breath of any spell from the beginning. Since when did he fall into other people's traps and actually appear in Japan's underworld?

Not far away, a giant made of flesh and blood roared and rushed towards Taoist Priest Qingyun. Everything here seemed to be a place where lonely ghosts lived.

Seeing this scene, Taoist Priest Qingyun tightened his grip on the peach wood sword. He took one last look at the giant and uttered a spell:

"The Great God of Laws and Orders, the blue light is thousands of feet long, the energy rushes into the cloud formation, and the sound shakes the thunder!"

As Taoist Priest Qingyun uttered the Dharma words, thunderclouds gradually began to gather in the sky above Huangquan Hirasaka.

Above the thunder clouds, a golden statue can be vaguely seen, surrounded by thunder.

"Hold the ax and drill, call for the heavenly soldiers, hold the fierce train, burn the demons and extinguish the spirits!"

After reciting the last incantation, Taoist Priest Qingyun stabbed the peach wood sword on the ground with his backhand.
"Hurry up as a law!"

The golden statue in the thundercloud became solid little by little. It raised its huge palm high and suddenly slapped it downward.

There were bursts of thunder, and the entire Huangquan Biliangban was shaken.

Dense thunders fell down in unison, and the bloody giant was wiped out under the thunder before it even had time to struggle.

The flesh and mucus scattered on the ground was also incinerated.

"Crack——" There was a soft sound, and the ground where the peach wood sword was inserted cracked, and the space quickly collapsed and disappeared.

Taoist Priest Qingyun, who knew that all this was just an illusion, sat cross-legged and stood with both hands in front of him, making a calming spell.

The surrounding environment distorted and changed, returning to its original appearance.

When Taoist Priest Qingyun opened his eyes, what he saw was the original strange room, except that the gauze board erected in front of him was split in two from the middle.

This time, Taoist priest Qingyun saw that on the split gauze board, a picture was outlined with cinnabar. It was the picture of Huangquan Hirazaka, in which the horrifying grievances of the lonely souls struggling in the sea of ​​fire Ghosts look even more shocking.

Seeing this, Taoist Master Qingyun finally understood why he did not feel the breath of the spell, but fell into it unknowingly.

Baju’s people do have some tricks up their sleeves.

Traps have been set in advance on these gossamer boards in the room. If you want to pass through here and enter the innermost part, you must walk over step by step and break through these traps.

There was no trace of fear on his face, and the fighting spirit in Taoist Priest Qingyun's eyes was even stronger.

Kicking away the gauze board in front of him, Taoist Master Qingyun strode forward.

There was another piece of gauze board in front of him. This time, Taoist priest Qingyun could see clearly. The picture carved with cinnabar on it was lifelike, and the second trap came as promised.

With a sneer, Taoist priest Qingyun picked up the mahogany sword and slashed it towards the gauze board.

The moment the peach wood sword touched the gauze board, the surrounding environment changed again.

Taoist priest Qingyun stepped in with a sneer.

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The darkness before dawn is always the coldest.

There are many villages not far from this abandoned factory.

The people were asleep long ago.

No one knew that in the darkness, not far from them, there were people walking in the darkness, fighting to protect them!

Most of the grass outside the factory has collapsed and is covered with traces of blood.

The daggers in the hands of the soldiers were dripping with blood, and they were surrounded by the corpses of Japanese ninjas.

The clothes on Qian Kun's and others' bodies were almost stained red with blood. Of course, most of the blood was the blood of the enemy.

There were not many ninjas left. They were too timid to step forward, their eyes were full of evasion, and they lacked the determination and courage of Qian Kun and others.

The strength of the ninja is not weak, but it is not enough against the warriors who have undergone brutal training. Especially during the battle, the fighting spirit of the warriors surges, and correspondingly, the cowardice of the ninjas.

The warriors, who already had the advantage in close combat, always had the upper hand. The ninjas could only use various tricky lurking and evasion methods to temporarily avoid the warriors' sharp edges, so that they could barely deal with the warriors.

Breathing heavily, Qian Kun, like the soldiers, was rapidly depleting his physical strength after experiencing a fierce battle.

Even so, he looked at the remaining ninjas with murderous intent in his eyes. (End of chapter)