The Way of the Immortal Master

Just as Meng Zhang and the others hurryed on their way, the ceremony in that valley also began.

　　 There is an inconspicuous small hill in the valley, and Ouyang Jian and the others have arranged a special altar in front of this small hill.

　　 The altar is oddly shaped, and the sacrifices placed in front are full of blood and depravity. This makes the whole altar feel a gloomy feeling, which makes people shudder.

　　 Seeing one after another sacrifices placed in front of the altar, even the ghosts and gods felt that the situation was not right.

　　Gui Ying, Gui Tong, Zihe Cha...These things are almost never touched by the monks of the righteous way, and only the monks of the magic way often use them.

　　 True Monarch Mo Qing, a powerful magic repair expert from the dynasty, performed secret magic rituals here, which is not a good thing at first sight.

　　 Of course, before Ouyang Jian and the others revealed their own purpose, the ghost stabbing was not easy to stop.

　　 In case their ritual has nothing to do with the interests of Yinducheng, then the stab will stop it, and they will take a big feud.

　　 Duan Ci is a loyal minister of Yinducheng, dedicated to Yinducheng, willing to go through fire and water for Yinducheng.

　　 However, he was also unwilling to offend Ouyang Jian and Zhenjun Mo Qing.

　　 Ouyang Jian has a high weight in the middle of the court and has many students and officials. Zhang Xingda, who was walking with him all the way, was not under the stab at his position in Yindu City.

　　 True Monarch Mo Xiu Mo Qing must report even more, viciously and viciously, being stared at by him would definitely be blood mold for eight lifetimes.

　　 Duanqi and his companions decided to continue to wait and see to see their next move.

　　 Shouzheng Distraction Of course knows Ouyang Jian's purpose.

　　 He is also waiting now, waiting for Ouyang Jian and the others to act, and then another mantis catches the cicada and the oriole to win the final trophy.

　　 Zhang Xingda kept walking around the valley, driving a huge amount of earth veins, continuously poured into the altar.

　　 The breath above the altar became more and more gloomy.

　　 True Monarch Mo Qing is the host of this ceremony and the manipulator of the altar.

　　 He unprinted his hands in front of the altar, and quickly chanted secret spells in his mouth.

　　 Along with the seemingly fuzzy murmur, a gust of wind blew around the altar.

　　 True Monarch Mo Qing, surrounded by the yin wind, looked more and more gloomy and terrifying at this time.

　　 As more and more earth veins flowed into the altar, the sacrifices in front of the altar began to quickly disappear.

　　 I don’t know if True Monarch Mo Qing set up the altar and performed the ritual to communicate the power of the Demon Realm, or simply to assist in spell casting.

　　 However, judging from the altar's response to him, it seems that it is really communicating the power of the magic domain.

　　 Actually, Zhenjun Mo Qing held this ceremony to cast a spell that can perfectly destroy the natural ghosts and spirits.

　　 If the power of this spell is to be fully utilized, it is best to use the power of the magic domain.

　　 For the Demon Demon, killing a natural ghost and completely destroying his soul is a very interesting thing.

　　 A certain great demon who often dealt with True Monarch Mo Qing responded to his request. After taking away the sacrifice, he happily lowered his power.

　　 True Monarch Mo Qing pointed one hand, and a black smoke flew out of the altar, drifting towards the hills ahead.

　　 The black smoke seemed to be completely absorbed by the hill, and it disappeared all at once.

　　 After a while, the whole hill was shaking, and the shaking became more intense.

　　 Seeing this scene, True Monarch Mo Qing sighed, and said to Ouyang Huajin who was behind Ouyang Jian: "Nephew, it seems that you can't avoid being lazy this time. You still need to take action."

　　 Ouyang Jian immediately ordered Ouyang Huajin.

　　 Under Ouyang Jian's years of accumulation of prestige, even if he was dissatisfied, Ouyang Huajin did not hesitate at all, and directly accepted the order.

　　 True Monarch Mo Qing flicked a few times in the air with one hand, and another black smoke flew out, turned into a sharp sword, and fell into the hands of Ouyang Huajin.

　　 "My nephew, I heard that you have obtained the true biography of Old Brother Ouyang. You are proficient in swordsmanship and skillful in killing. Now the old man gives you a good sword, which is considered to be a cheer for you in this battle."

　　 "Next, you need to use the sword in your hand to help us complete the plan."

　　 While talking, Zhenjun Mo Qing pushed his right hand to the front.

　　 Ouyang Huajin's primordial spirit was pushed to the front of the hill without any resistance, and then merged into it like a drop of water.

　　 Yuanshen is essentially a sublimated spirit. It can be virtual or real, and when it turns into a virtual body, it can easily pass through tangible obstacles such as mountains and rocks.

　　 After Ouyang Huajin's primordial spirit entered the hill ahead, the hill's shaking became more and more violent, as if a monster was hidden inside, and it was now exerting force.

　　 The sharp shaking of the hill, and even the surrounding ground, began to shake violently.

　　 Soon, the vibration spread to the entire valley, and it continues to spread in all directions.

　　 The violent shaking of the earth is like an earthquake.

　　 On the surrounding mountain walls, many rocks began to slide down.

　　 Zhang Xingda, who was mobilizing the energy of the earth, found an earthquake around the valley.

　　 He was both curious and caring about Ouyang Jian, an old friend who flew in from outside the valley, wanting to see what happened here.

　　 Ma Qingzheng is presided over the ceremony, casting spells.

　　 Ouyang Jian stood aside, he should be protecting the law for him.

　　 Ouyang Huajin disappeared, I don't know where he went.

　　 "What's the matter, why is there such a big noise?"

　　 "This is the Devil May Cry Mountains~www.readwn.com~ There are many ghosts and monsters around. If you provoke them, it won't be easy to deal with."

　　 "By the way, where's Nephew Hua Jinxian, where did he go?"

　　 "Isn't he going to transform into a ghost, why is he missing a figure?"

　　 Zhang Xingda asked a lot of questions in one go.

　　 At the same time, he also looked at Zhenjun Mo Qing with a puzzled look.

　　 Although he was concerned about Ouyang Jian's face and didn't mention it in person, he was more or less wary of the magic cultivation of True Monarch Mo Qing.

　　 Even though he had the experience of fighting alongside Moxiu, he never regarded Moxiu as a relieved comrade in arms.

　　 Knowing the strange methods of Demon Cultivation, he has never been less on guard in front of Demon Cultivation.

　　 This time, if it were not for the relationship between his old friend Ouyang Jian for many years, he would not rest assured that he would go deep into the Devil May Cry mountains with a demon such as Zhenjun Mo Qing.

　　 Ouyang Jian had a gentle smile on his face, and was about to explain with the excuse he had prepared in advance, so that he could continue to fool this old friend.

　　 Suddenly, an accident happened.

　　 Because of the violent shaking of the hill, a lot of rocks have been sliding down continuously.

　　 When Zhang Xingda questioned it, it was another violent shock.

　　 The top of the hill suddenly collapsed, and more rocks slid down, exposing the inside of the hill.

　　 A huge head, like a hill, just appeared in front of everyone.