Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Xiaojiu has been fascinating for a few days, showing the manner of an ordinary human woman. These general-minded mages naturally can't see her bottom. I didn't expect these wizards to have such dregs.

"She is a monster, a monster!"

The man who ran away yelled and brought many people around, surrounded by Ye Shaoyang.

The ran away Master added vinegar, telling how Xiao Ji seduce their brothers and then killed his brother...

"Yang Gongzi, how do you explain this thing? As a mage, you actually raise evil spirits and hurt people!" Several mage headed out and blamed Ye Shaoyang, then greeted everyone to surround them, and shouted Mao Xiaofang to preside over justice. Covering evil roads.

"Afghanistan, let's go in, let me fix it." Ye Shaoyang advised Mao Xiaofang to avoid the point.

Mao Xiaofang certainly knows their strength and simply takes the disciple into the tent.

In the eyes of the group of people, this is a neutral performance, so confidence has increased. After all, they do not know who Ye Shaoyang is. They are afraid of Mao Xiaofang.

The disciple was still preaching how Xiaojiu seduce their brothers and sisters. Suddenly, a cold wind blew from the top of the head. The whole person was lifted by the invisible force and flew indefinitely toward Xiaojiu.

Everyone was shocked. They tried to attack Xiaojiu together, and several others tried to catch Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang shunned and avoided, so that these few people did not even touch the hair, Xiaojiu did not hide, directly sucked the soul of the person out of the body, chewed directly, and then snorted, layered demon, It will fly directly for the first row of Masters.

After seeing this picture, I stayed for a while and ran straight.

"Okay, eliminate the gas." Ye Shaoyang walked over and squeezed the face of Xiaojiu, watching the two men's fine flying, and said with some emotions: "Is it a bad road?"

"I know that you are for me." Xiaojiu hugged his neck.

"If you make a mistake, you will be punished. You have not killed innocent people. Everyone has their own bottom line."

Of course, before Ye Shaoyang went to sleep, he discussed the spell with Mao Xiaofang as usual, saying that it was a discussion, mainly because Ye Shaoyang was saying, or Mao Xiaofang asked, Ye Shaoyang answered.

After all, Ye Shaoyang is now a promise, and his views on spells are more than all the wizards in the world. In addition, he carefully studied the various spells in the past, whether it is the Taoist or the Buddhist monks, all of them have learned the essence, in terms of spells alone (no absolute strength) ), almost unprecedented, after all, the spells have been developing, the ancients are even arrogant, but also in the absolute strength and understanding of the Tao, the magic is certainly not as good as the future generations.

Mao Xiaofang was originally highly savvy, and he was also a spiritual realm. His understanding of spells was deeper than that of the average person. Recently, he spent a month at Ye Shaoyang’s point, progressing rapidly, and some of the time he couldn’t understand, he also remembered On the notebook, waiting for the future to learn.

Ye Shaoyang saw that he remembered the hard work and said: "This is too much trouble. I have a note here. Go back and find a place to make a copy for you."

"What is copying." Mao Xiaofang looked at him inexplicably.

"Amount..." Ye Shaoyang remembered that this was in the Republic of China, shrugging: "Nothing, you send it."

Although they have been through for more than a decade, but Ye Shaoyang still remembers his own time, and can’t help but feel a little embarrassed.

When Mao Xiaofang finished recording, he glanced at himself and sighed: "I really didn't think that the essence of Lushan's spells was like this! I am afraid that even the contemporary Shushan teachings may not be understood."

Ye Shaoyang said: "This is not my pride. The understanding of spells is also related to my own realm. The realm is not enough. Many things can't be realized."

Mao Xiaofang agreed: "Yes, these things are enough for me to improve every time I have a promotion! Come and have a drink!"

Ye Shaoyang had no habit of drinking, but Mao Xiaofang liked it, and he had to drink with him these days.

When talking about Heishuicheng, Ye Shaoyang intuitively believes that it must be related to the Promise Ghost King. If you want to say motivation, he will lead himself by doing this. Otherwise, with his strength, the world can be turned upside down. What is really too low for him.

Of course, this is only Ye Shaoyang’s speculation. What is specific, Ye Shaoyang is not clear.

"So, you want to defeat the ghost king, and then force him to unlock the seal of Shan Haiyin?" asked Mao Xiaofang.

"Shan Haiyin is controlled by his power. Once he hangs, the power of the seal disappears."

"Don't force him. It's easier."

Ye Shaoyang laughed and cried. "Easy? My brother, you know how strong the Ghost King is, almost invincible. It is almost impossible to defeat him."

Mao Xiaofang laughed: "If he is really invincible, then come to him, isn't it dead?"

Ye Shaoyang sighed and said: "Yeah, I also hold a glimmer of hope, otherwise, I can't always die here, I have to try, and he doesn't dare to kill me."

Mao Xiaofang also sighed and said: "I feel that we have to separate again, so that you can cut a hair to me, wait a hundred years, I will reincarnate, with you an era, still can find you."

Ye Shaoyang shyly said: "Don't make trouble, you are not a sister, so it's too basic."

"We are brothers! Brothers are equally precious!" Mao Xiaofang is like a middle school boy, a serious saying, Ye Shaoyang had to reduce his hair to him, Mao Xiaofang also reduced a slap, let Ye Shaoyang close.

Feeling like exchange of tokens, Ye Shaoyang is very embarrassed, but Mao Xiaofang is very satisfied, laughing: "This is good, three generations are afraid of being separated!"

The two talked for a while, and Ye Shaoyang got up and went back to his tent. As soon as he entered, suddenly a figure passed and he shot a hand. Ye Shaoyang instinctively counterattacked. He used about 50% of the force. The other party, the result... I was shocked to fly out, fell on the sand, and looked at the man with a stunned look.

"Fuck!"

Ye Shaoyang jumped up from the ground and shouted: "You can count it back!"

Road wind!

This sneak attack on someone is actually a style.

The wind was wearing a blue-brown gown with a ribbon on his waist. He still had long hair and a smile on his face. He said: "You are all boundless, and you can count as a master. What is the slogan, and don't swear."

Ye Shaoyang looked at him.

"Ok?"

"That, this is not the style of your usual speech. You used to be not concise, the three sticks can't play a fart, how can you talk so much today?"

The road winded a black line and turned into the tent.

Ye Shaoyang quickly went in.