Super Great Fortune Teller

Nie Xiaodie looked at Wang Qian with complicated eyes, "Wang Qian, is that the purpose of revitalizing Xuanmen? What's the point of having so many people around you? You are really not as good as me. It's better to be alone and carefree. "

Wang Qian did not speak. He clenched his fists and kept silent. "Come on, let's get out of here."

"This pagoda of yin and Yang has absorbed the spirits of countless ancient Buddhas, but now there are countless statues in the tower of yin and Yang

"Ha ha, nine thousand Buddha statues are equivalent to nine thousand nine grade masters. Do you think Can you beat so many top nine players? "

A huge ghost appeared above the crowd.

The huge face was full of irony.

This person's face looks very strange, Wang Qian after seeing this person can't help but frown.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Qian said, "who are you?"

"Wang Qian, you are not qualified to know who I am. Now I will give you two choices." After the grimace finished, he pointed to the crowd: "either you die by yourself, or all of you die with him."

As soon as the words fell, the Buddha statues of yin and Yang masters on the walls opened their eyes one after another.

Everyone felt a terrible pressure on themselves.

Master Songqing clenched his teeth and took out 10 talismans from his pocket again.

That's ten five thunder runes of six grades.

Master Songqing instantly excited the five thunder runes.

Boom boom!

The terrible electric snake immediately cleaved to the ghost in the air.

However, the ghost did not move. At the moment when the five talismans were struck by lightning, the Buddha statues of Yin Yang master opened their eyes at the same time.

Hum!

Yellow lights emerged from the Buddha's eyes, directly blocking the dense thunder and lightning.

"I've given you a choice. Do you think I'm not sincere enough?" The ghost was laughing.

Master Songqing, Han Feilin and others, even though they have exhausted their whole body, have no way to do any harm to the ghost.

Wang Qian had lost his accomplishments at this time, and the scene became extremely passive.

"Master Wang, if you think your life is more noble than theirs, just say that I will kill them all."

Wang Qian bowed his head and said nothing.

The ghost laughed again, and then he just waved his hand.

With a buzzing sound, the Buddha statues disappeared and replaced by the hell of ten directions.

There is a terrible torture in every hell.

Chopping, axe chopping, cattle treading, burning, frying

Seeing the ten sides of hell, everyone's eyes showed a look of fear.

"This..."

Han Feilin didn't expect that he would just come out to see Fengshui this evening, and it turned out to be like this.

However, Wang Qian was silent at this time.

"See these ten sides of hell, as long as you are willing to go into hell and accept the torture, I can let Master Wang go. How about that? Is it fair?" The huge face gave out a ferocious laugh.

Among the laughter, Song Qing, Han Feilin and others turned pale.

The scene in hell was too tragic.

The inmates in every hell screamed one after another.

"Master Wang, I'll give you ten seconds to think about it. If you think about it well, you will go into the saber and saw hell by yourself. As long as you go into the saber and saw hell to be punished, these people will not die."

All the ghost's eyes were focused on Wang Qian's body.

Song Qing and Han Feilin's faces were complicated, and the monk murmured: "brother Qian, how about You just go in, you'll get so many of us alive What a good deal... "

"Yes, Master Wang We will certainly carry forward the geomancy association! "

Things seem to have entered the last choice again.

Wang Qian looked at Song Qing, Han Feilin and others and said in a low voice, "who wants to be the president of Feng Shui Association, you two?"

When Han Feilin heard Wang Qian ask, they looked at each other.

Han Feilin sighed and said, "Master Wang, it doesn't matter who is the president of Fengshui Association. I'm just good at managing Fengshui Association..."

Nie Xiaodie seems to hear something from Wang Qian's tone, "Wang Qian, don't be silly. Even if you take the initiative to enter the hell, that guy will not let everyone here go."

Wang Qian did not pay attention to Nie Xiaodie. Instead, he looked at Song Qing and Han Feilin seriously.

Song Qing sighed: "Master Wang, if I become the president of the Feng Shui Association, I will revitalize the association. I have not only Li Qingxuan, a registered disciple, but also more than a dozen other disciples, who are much better than Han Feilin's disciples. "Han Feilin's face changed when he heard this. There were only a few disciples he taught.

Yang Qi is half of his disciple.

Yang Qi was furious. "Do you two want the headmaster to die? I'll split you first

Yang Qi said that he would start.

But at this time, Wang Qian patted Yang Qi on the shoulder, "well, you don't understand a lot of things, and you don't have to participate."

"Yes! Boy, you have forgotten that your revenge has not yet been avenged. " The ghost light said.

"What

When Yang Qi heard this, he was shocked. Then he suddenly thought of something, "is it you! Ah, I'll kill you

With that, Yang Qi directly controlled the flying sword and chopped it toward the ghost.

However, as soon as the flying sword was released, it was already held by a Buddha statue of Yin Yang master.

Then the Buddha appeared in the middle of the sky.

Click! It's a big noise.

Bapin's flying sword was suddenly broken by the statue of Yin Yang master Buddha.

The flying sword fell to the ground with a clatter.

Yang Qi, as if he had lost his strength, knelt there.

"My flying sword..."

"Well, it's time. Master Wang, how to choose? You can do it by yourself." The ghost in the middle of the sky said indifferently.

Ten holes represent hell.

Step by step, Wang Qian went to the sword and saw hell.

"Farewell to master Wang!"

At this time, Song Qing suddenly called out.

Monk Han Feilin and others stand in a row. Everyone's eyes are staring at Wang Qian. Wang Qian sees some light irony in his eyes, and then he goes to the saber and saw hell step by step.

"Wang Qian, do you realize what the pain of cone heart is now..." After Wang Qian came in, the ghost also followed him.

By this time, his size had shrunk.

There are dozens of ghosts in hell who have grasped Wang Qian's arms and legs.