Beauty Protect Geomancer

"Want to run?" Solemn cold hum a, urge Luo Cha to catch up, poof of is a knife again, will spend white ghost figure poke out a hole.

There was a scream from the white ghost. His body twisted and wriggled, but the hole that was injured by Luocha could not be healed.

One after another, Yin Qi diffuses to the entrance of the cave, and is blocked by the evil spirit coming out of the edge of the cave.

"Boy, you That white ghost is the essence of Chang Xian, a long worm of Yin Ling, who is roaring at the moment and shouting to the grave.

"What's the matter with me?" Looking at Chang Xian solemnly and disdainfully, "you will also say that it's a shame for the Chuma clan to come out to be a Chuma immortal even though you have such poor practice!"

He was attacking seriously and maliciously.

Let Chang Xian is a burst of irritability, but now he has no time to quarrel with the solemn, Luocha flying knife came again in a flash, whoosh once again poked a hole in him.

Chang Xian regretted it at the moment. If its noumenon was there, it could fight with Luocha's flying dagger. But now it's a body of yin and spirit, and Luocha only hurts Yin and spirit. It is a big loss.

Luocha blocked in front, forming a fine network of knives. Leng buting would fly out a knife and poke Changxian's Yin body.

"Help me! Help me back Seeing the situation, Chang Xian yelled at the God case.

At this time, the incense on the divine table was close to burning, and only one incense head at the end was still flashing.

But with the roar of Chang Xian, the incense suddenly burst into a large section, and the three incense fires burned alternately, just like three lighters, breathing and puffing the flames.

Somewhere.

A middle-aged man in suit and shoes looked coldly at the censer on his desk. The three incense flames in the censer rose one after another, and the beating frequency was the same as that in the detention room of Pujiang branch.

Brush, a burst of Yin Qi, and then placed on the left side of the middle-aged man a God card vibration.

"The king of stele came back injured, and Chang Xian was calling for help. Is the person opposite so powerful? " The middle-aged man's eyebrows wrinkled into a ball, but he didn't expect the idea to hit him so hard, which caught him off guard.

He can't send other immortal families over again. In that case, the outcome is not known, and these immortal families may not be willing to go. One by one, when they saw the injured King coming back, they naturally knew that the opposite side was fierce, and they certainly didn't want to fight.

"You have to think of a way." The middle-aged man completely ignored Chang Xian's call for help. Instead, he paced in the office and thought about the countermeasures.

When his eyes fell on the tablet King's God card, suddenly his eyes narrowed and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"If you don't take charge of the soldiers, you should do something for me after you've been worshipped at the entrance of my hall for these years." The middle-aged man muttered, and his eyes gradually became firm, as if he had made up his mind.

Then the middle-aged man opened a nearby cabinet and took out eight candles from it.

In turn, the candles were placed in eight directions inside the room, and then the candles were lit.

Then the middle-aged man took off the tablet King's God card, held it in his arms, walked into the center of the candle and sat cross knee.

After all this, the middle-aged man gave a cruel smile, stroked the tablet King God card and said, "tablet king, tablet king, don't blame me. When you kill that man for me, I will rebuild you. "

As the middle-aged man's voice fell, he saw the magic card suddenly tremble, as if in fear, shaking to escape.

It's a pity that the God card is held by the middle-aged people. No matter how hard the tablet King tries, he can't escape the control of the middle-aged people.

"Don't struggle, today I will use you to do dead parachute!" The middle-aged people were drinking furiously. They suddenly bit their fingers and drew a human figure on the magic card.

After the magic card was stained with blood, it immediately fell into silence, as if the tablet king had died.

If you are serious here, you will be surprised to hear the middle-aged people say "die, fly and fall".

Because this is a very vicious method in Nanyang's head lowering surgery.

This technique needs to go to the grave to pick up the yellow paper used by others to go to the grave, and then cut it into a human shape, on which the eight characters of the birth date and the name to curse are written in gecko blood.

Then take a cup of corpse liquid, live maggots, put maggots into corpse liquid to feed for three days. Take out again with spider, centipede, scorpion common mash, put back in corpse liquid again. Soak the humanoid in the mixed body fluid, then cool and dry. In addition, fill eight hollow candles with centipede powder.

The candle that the middle-aged man just took out from the cupboard is this kind of candle.

Only when these preparations are well done can we begin to perform the technique of lowering the head.

However, the middle-aged man is obviously superior in skill. He doesn't need to know the solemn and specific eight characters of his birthday, but uses the Yin style of the king of stele to perform the descent.

Because the stele king had been on the solemn body before, and was entangled with the solemn breath, which was stained with the solemn breath.

Middle aged people make use of this point to lower the dead into the solemn body.

After drawing the figure on the magic card, the middle-aged man closed his eyes and meditated for a while, suddenly opened his eyes and yelled at the magic card: "yes

Voice down, saw the wooden God card burning up, and the blood was drawn out of the human shape is gradually burned into fly ash, floating in the air.

"Fly! Fly! Fly

The middle-aged people see the flying ash of human form floating, their eyes are bright, and they talk in a quick and powerful voice.

Fly ash as if to get the general command, Hula flew out of the window, and the direction is Pujiang branch.

Pujiang branch.

Chang Xian's cry for help was fruitless. He was exhausted by the torment of Luocha. There were more than ten knife wounds on his body, each of which had a residue of evil spirit, which prevented Chang Xian from repairing himself.

"I... I'll fight with you!" Chang Xian didn't get help. He knew that he had been abandoned, so he didn't care about anything. With a roar, he turned into a worm and rushed to the grave.

The big mouth of the worm opened, revealing two poisonous teeth. He recognized the seriousness of his neck and bit it down.

"Do you want to carry me before you die?" With a flash of solemn eyes, the Rocha was driven to the extreme, and saw a dark light flowing by, just like ink in the air, and the movement track was clearly visible.

When Luocha turns on the head of Changxian snake, the evil spirit suddenly releases, and the strong evil spirit instantly breaks the head of Changxian snake.

Chang Xian only had time to give out a cry and died.

Under the flying of Luocha, Changxian Yinqi dissolved in the air turns into little fireflies, which are all inhaled into the body of Luocha.

On the body of the Rocha blade, there was another layer of flowing black light, which was extremely magnificent.

Solemnly satisfied nodded, took back the Rocha.

Then he looked down at long Shen. Before that, Luo Cha had a knife in his stomach. The wound was not deep. He just needed to get rid of the evil Qi around the wound, so long Shen would not be a big problem.

Just as he took out the Fengshui Qiankun string to absorb the evil spirit from the wound of Longshen, he suddenly warned Dousheng in his heart and called out: "danger!"

Suddenly forward, will Chu Yanran fell on the ground.

[author's digression]: I have a bad cold. I fell asleep after infusion in the morning and woke up at night. I still have weakness in my limbs and can't think clearly. This chapter is barely written. I'm sorry