Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Like the level of Cao Yuxing, he can also claim to be a disciple of Xingyue slave, but he may not even see the face of the Xingyue slave, but the elder brothers in the door, the masters of the art, even Zhang Xiaohan, but only in The strongest of the stars in this generation of disciples is a disciple, but it is incomparable to the disciples who have been in the past for more than a hundred years.

Rumors of the magical world, Xingyue slaves are not human beings, but the thousand-eyed Bodhisattva reincarnation... There are four kings and eight kings of gold in their hands. The names are very vulgar. Ye Shaoyang guesses that these names may be imposed on them by the human world. However, it also shows that the disciples of the Xingyue slaves are strong.

After the portrait of Xingyuenu was sacrificed, the sneaky leader led all the disciples to kneel in front of the portrait and began to pray: "Today, my spell guild called all the people to come and kill the demon. But one of the Taohuashan was deceived by the demon, and died without repentance. Now, only the storm is going up the mountain and killing the demons, so that my spell guild can defend the human world..."

After the sneaky singer finished, with a group of disciples, he respected the three heads with respect to the portraits of Xingyue slaves. The small sects who belonged to the sect of the sorcerer’s sect looked at the situation and followed them one after another. For a time, everyone bowed. In the low, no embarrassing, only the Maoshan, Longhushan, Wutaishan and other traditional magical martial art.

"You are not jealous?" Fu Mingzi looked at Ye Shaoyang Road.

"What are you saying, why don't you?"

Fu Mingzi smiled. "You are not a man of the spell guild."

At this time, Yun Chunsheng also came over, frowning, looking at Ye Shaoyang with a very strange look, and then removed his gaze, and looked at the wonderful people and others, his eyes were very sharp.

"I smell a bit of awkward breath..." Yun Chunsheng looked heavy, his eyes circling among the crowds, saying: "There are evil things hidden among you..."

Ye Shaoyang’s heart was almost subconsciously trying to block in front of Feng Yu and Cui Ying, but I thought that instead of silver, I went a step forward and said to Yun Chunsheng: “You are too sensitive, how can I Didn't feel the smell of evil?"

Yun Chunsheng sneered, "If it is a general evil, I can perceive it, and others can perceive it...just, this is not a general evil, but from the Taiyin Mountain."

Taiyin Mountain! !

Ye Shaoyang feels that he has not heard these three words for a long time. When he came to this world, he heard these three words for the first time. He instinctively thought that there was not much contradiction between Taiyin Mountain and the magical world in this era. But think carefully, this is not realistic. The Taiyin Mountain has existed for thousands of years. It has always been against the Yinshi. Although it has been crouching in the middle, in its own time, it was invaded by humans through the so-called catastrophe.

However, it is only by guessing out of thin air that this kind of invasion cannot be a one-off event. Even today, many years ago, the words "Taiyin Mountain" should still have a sense of existence in the human world.

The evil things in Taiyin Mountain... It’s definitely not Feng Qi and Cui Ying. Ye Shaoyang is also a little relieved. “You have such a big grasp, how can I not know what special atmosphere in the evil spirits of Taiyin Mountain? ?"

Yun Chunsheng sighed: "Of course you can't detect it. I have been dealing with the evil things of Taiyin Mountain for decades. I naturally know better than anyone else. What is the taste of them? How can they be separated? I am close to perceiving?"

This request is a bit too much...

Ye Shaoyang looked at each other and did not wait for the opening. Fu Mingzi said: "There are evil things in the Taiyin Mountain mixed into the world. This is not a trivial matter. Several of them are decent disciples. They all know that they are powerful, and I hope that you will cooperate."

"How many of us?"

Ye Shaoyang turned to look at his own few friends. "Let's match it."

Everyone immediately dispersed and stared at Yun Chunsheng.

Yun Chunsheng first walked to the side of Daoyuan, staring at him, muttering in his mouth.

"Zhuzu, I am a fake."

Yun Chunsheng ignored him, and he felt it a bit, then walked to Feng Xiao and Cui Ying and felt it.

Cui Ying and Feng Yu have a dim sum, and under the direction of Ye Shaoyang, they are still standing still.

If Yun Chunsheng discovers their truth and wants to be like them, Ye Shaoyang is ready.

As a result, Yun Chunsheng looked up at them and said: "The two..."

"They are my friends, the situation is special." Ye Shaoyang went over and said. Yun Chunsheng looked at him very strangely, but he didn’t say anything. After that, he went to the wonderful heart... Finally, he put his gaze on the people who did not know behind Ye Shaoyang, let Fu Mingzi take him and ask for it. The few did not know what the martial art was, and they did not cooperate. They were forcibly caught by Fu Mingzi and were also perceived by Yun Chunsheng...

Originally, the scene was very quiet. Yun Chunsheng had a trouble here. Many people in the sneaky side turned around and looked at it. Yun Chunsheng rushed to them and smiled. "A little thing, you are busy."

If you switch to someone else, the gangsters will have to manage a tube, but Yun Chunsheng’s qualifications in the spell world are really not good for him, so he has no choice.

"Zu Shi, how?" asked Ye Shaoyang.

Yun Chunsheng walked up to him and shook his head and said: "No, the breath of Taiyin Mountain has disappeared."

"Maybe you made a mistake."

Yun Chunsheng smiled and said: "I hope so. However, it may be that I have a vigilance for my words and converge the breath. There is no way."

He said this, Ye Shaoyang was also wary and said: "Don't we get into the evil spirits of Taiyin Mountain?"

Yun Chunsheng glanced over from everyone and shook his head. "Not only you, I only perceive the breath, but I am not sure about the exact range. The dozens of people behind are also suspect."

Ye Shaoyang and others turned and looked around, standing next to them, standing a disciple who didn't know what the martial art was. They should be dressed and dressed up.

"Let me watch it slowly." Yun Chunsheng whispered the sentence, then ended the topic, looked ahead and said faintly: "What is your relationship with Ling Bozi?"

"Ling Bozi?" Ye Shaoyang seems to have heard of this name. He didn't think of the corresponding person for a long time, so he asked who he is?

"You are not Maoshan Beizong?"

Ye Shaoyang suddenly understood that he had started to work with Fu Mingzi yesterday and cast a Maoshan spell. Maybe Fu Mingzi discussed it with the old man yesterday and regarded himself as a disciple of Beizong. As for Lingbozi, Ye Shaoyang was reminded by him. I remembered who this Lingbozi is: the thirty-eighth generation of Maoshan Beizong.