My princess Lu Ziye

Chapter 632 636 They came to seek revenge on us!
The dementor intended to perform the dementia technique, but as soon as he opened his eyes, there was a big stick in front of him, he stabbed it hard, blood dripped, and he was so painful that he looked for his mother everywhere!
The ghost general looked at his subordinates who were being chased and fled everywhere, and he was furious, his eyes were burning with flames, his eyes were as red as fire, and with a light wave of the bone sword, it instantly grew several times and slashed towards the formation.

The talisman array suspended in mid-air shook violently, and the black air surged and rushed into it.

The Nine Yin Xie Bone Sword became more and more red, like a peerless fierce sword that drank blood, piercing through the formation with unstoppable power.

Yun Yifei's eyes were suddenly cold, a spiritual weapon was held between the tips of his left fingers, and he bit it lightly with his right hand between his teeth, blood oozed out.

Bloody fingers quickly drew complex patterns on the spiritual weapon, and when the last stroke was put away, the spiritual weapon suddenly burst into golden light.

Yun Yifei waved his right hand lightly, and the gleaming golden spiritual weapon flew towards the Nine Yin Evil Bone Sword. The moment it was attached, it shook violently!

Before General Ghost could react, he felt a huge suction force suddenly generated by the long sword in his hand, and his body jumped into the talisman array uncontrollably.

Yun Yifei's eyes were cold, "It's now!"

The voice fell, and the body quickly flew out of the formation.

But in the blink of an eye, the two changed positions, General Ghost was trapped in the middle of the formation, and Yun Yifei was already outside the formation.

Ghost General's eyes are tearing apart, no good!Got it!

General Ghost couldn't move his body, only then did he realize that he had been tricked, his eyes became more and more fierce, wishing he could tear Yun Yifei apart!

"Well, you little national teacher, how dare you plot against me!"

Yun Yifei's eyes were as cold as frost and snow, and he only glanced at him lightly.

"Ghosts and sprites, greet General Ghost well, and be sure to hold him back!"

From the beginning of the formation, Yun Yifei's purpose was not to seal the undead, but to trap the ghost general.

The formation that I just formed with the demons and monsters was not a spirit sealing formation, but a subduing ghost formation specially set up for generals to catch ghosts.

If you don't trap him, there is no way to seal the snow mountain undead.

Yun Yifei didn't know how to explain this to General Ghost. After coming out of the Fugui Formation, he quickly formed a new formation.

The spiritual weapons flying all over the sky, like yellow leaves blown by the wind, are alive, arranged neatly and rotating at high speed.

Yun Yifei's eyes were closed tightly, and he was chanting words, like a long-standing Zen chanting, the sound of transcending the souls of the dead.

He stood among the spirit weapons all over the sky, his figure was as ethereal as a fairy, behind him were dots of golden light, and the sound of transcendence fluttered, echoing in the snow-capped mountains.

Shan Ying and the soldiers behind him stood there dumbfounded, looking at the miraculous scene before them, they were all shocked.

"General Shan, what is the national teacher doing? What are those four men in black doing?"

Shan Ying stared intently, his eyes wandering, with a shocked expression on his face.

"In the past, I only heard about the great name of the national teacher, but I have never seen him posing in formations and doing exercises. Now that I see it with my own eyes, I am shocked. Listening to this voice, it should be saving the undead who have just died."

The soldiers closed their mouths, looked up at Yun Yifei hanging in mid-air, and felt admiration in their hearts.

High above the sky, the golden light emitted by the spiritual weapon sprinkled down from the sky, turning into thousands of dots, filling the entire snow-capped mountain, and the roar of the soul could be faintly heard.

Shan Ying only felt that his whole body was suddenly cold, a gust of cold air rushed into his body, and subconsciously rubbed his arms.

A soldier's face was blue with fright, his body shrank, and his voice trembled slightly.

"Did you hear any voices? Could it be those dead souls? They came to seek revenge on us!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire army suddenly fell silent, without a single sound, extremely reducing the sense of existence, for fear of being stared at by ghosts.

(End of this chapter)