Chapter 997: Fu ghost

I squinted for a while and said: "While the strength is good, it seems that this is not the case. Is Zhang Tianshi a little too careful to deal with him?"
Zhang Guo listened to this statement a bit uncomfortable, and did not pay attention to it, I thought, these devils are the eyes of no one, where knows the Chinese Taoist method.
"The four second-class ghosts of the strength of the Tianlong devil, and the use of Buddhism Van Gogh... Well, this distant guest, seems to be unable to persist for a long time."
Dazu took the sleeves and said faintly: "Tianshi is only, if it is not for the sake of stability, I want to go down and play with him."
Zhang Guo was somewhat intolerant, and looked at the gate of the Walled City. He was so cold and jade, and he still struggled with several monsters, and he gradually gained the upper hand.
"Dazzo, you still go there. Be sure to let them not rush in, especially the girl."
Dazuo looked at his eyes for a while, and his face flashed a sinister smile. "This girl is good, but the strength is just close to the heavenly master. How can she come in?"
"She is going with Ye Shaoyang and will use the nine-character mantra." Zhang Guo didn't want to talk nonsense with him, but had to explain, "That is almost a bad spell, even if you two generals come, you can't be pleased."
"This spell can be stronger than the national and ethnic sorcerer?" Dazu heard that he degraded the two generals, and it was a bit uncomfortable.
Zhang Guo snorted and ignored him. In my heart, I sneered at the so-called Yamato national sorcerer.
"However, I am very interested in this girl."
Dazuo flew down the room and rushed toward the gate. He clap his hands and flew a few Japanese monsters from the alley.
"puff!"
The pine-grained ancient sword smashed down from the top of a monster and broke directly into a pile of flesh and blood.
Yan Lengyu breathed a sigh of relief, just looking for an opportunity to rush in, suddenly a powerful ghost force hit the face, hurriedly practice, arranged an enchantment block.
With a bang, the enchantment is broken. Yan Lengyu even took a few steps back and looked up. A tall Japanese officer looked at himself with a smile and a strange glory in his eyes.
"Flower girl, follow me." Dazu reached out and pulled her, and the hand in white gloves suddenly turned into a huge blood hand, and grabbed the cold jade.
Yan Lengyu did not dare to carelessly, squirting Wubao Jinlian, chanting a sacrifice to pay for the golden lotus industry fire, to meet the past...
Ye Shaoyang played two magical symbols, hovering on both sides of the body, resisting the magical power of the demon phase, his hands constantly painting Taiji in front of him, and a stock of pure suffocation released, resisting the offensive of the four magical phases.
"Master, Ye Shaoyang... is it really so strong?"
Zhang Guo snorted. "How many years before the magical world can produce a fairy, how strong is the mana. I am coming from the door. I know best. The four demons can only trap him, want to kill him, and dream. ""
Wang Ping did not understand, said: "I know that Master can release the Tianlong Eight Phases, why only release the four-phase demon?"
"It’s not enough, I always have to leave some mana and use more powerful spells."
After that, Ye Shaoyang said loudly: "Ye Shaoyang, optimistic, my ancestor, I teach you to lose the spell."
At the moment, he picked up the copper bell and shook it hard. He took out the paper money in his left hand and burned it on the incense burner. The fingers flicked, and the eight emperors fell into the incense burner. They burned for a moment, their eyes were violent, and a piece of paper gray was removed from the incense burner. The volley is thrown.
Then with both hands, there are words in the mouth.
In the yard, a hurricane was blown on the ground, and the paper ash was blown up and gathered together to form four figures.
Zhang Guo bite the tip of the tongue, sprayed a blood on the mahogany sword, painted into a pattern, shouted: "Liansheng mud, the law is too one, the paper is the heart of the road, up and down, the disease!"
Throwing the mahogany sword and inserting it into the floor in the yard, the hilt is shaking, the road pattern is bright, and the four paper people's bodies turn from black to white, turning into four-faced exaggerated paper-like villain, swinging toward Ye Shaoyang. The pendulum floats past.
It seems that the wind is weak, and it is near Ye Shaoyang, and it is vacant in an instant. Ye Shaoyang hastily evaded the counterattack.
"Giggle..."
The paper-based villain made a mad laugh, and the figure instantly became huge, and it was strangled around Ye Shaoyang.
Ye Shaoyang was shocked and hurriedly waved his sword and hit the paper-man.
The villain was cut off from the waist and turned into a pile of paper ash, which was overwhelmed and completely obscured.
Ye Shaoyang suddenly felt that he had fallen into a void space. He was full of ghosts and shadows. He was assassinated and could not be defended. He could only stay in place and spurt a blood on the Qixing Longquan sword, relying on intuition to defend and counterattack.
"Ye Shaoyang is indeed a singer."
Zhang Guo slowly nodded.
"Master, the four major devils, plus four ghosts, should be able to clean up Ye Shaoyang?" Wang Ping looked at the vortex formed by a group of paper ash, some worried.
"In the past, Kong Ming used this ghost technique to trap Cao Cao's 100,000 army. He placed thirty-six gongs in Tianzhu. I used four to deal with Ye Shaoyang, and with four great devils, there is no reason not to do it."
Zhang Guo did not make a sound, changed a solemn expression, began to dance the mahogany sword, while ringing the bell, chanting the spell with the ancient accent in the mouth.
To recite a mantra, you must use Mandarin Chinese. From ancient times to the present, as the language changes, the Mandarin has also been changing.
Because of the Sanskrit, Buddhism has changed from ancient times to the present. Daomen's spell spells have always been corrected with language changes, but some spells, using modern words, can't be used.
So many powerful spells have been lost.
Although Zhang Guo is only a corpse, but after all, he inherits the memory of Zhang Guo Tian Shi, and he will use the ancient language to recite the curse, and then he will display the ghost technique, a powerful spell that has been lost in the contemporary era.
Under the siege of the four major devils and four ghosts, Ye Shaoyang was able to counterattack at first. Later, he could only insert the seven-star Longquan sword on the ground, use the tip of the tongue to write the lines on the sword front, and then cover it with Taiyi dust. whole body.
Sitting cross-legged, constantly reading the soul-soul, using the power of the two instruments to defend against powerful attacks.
Zhang Guo finished the mantra and saw that Ye Shaoyang was still dying. Although the heart was horrified, it was also unexpected. He smiled. "Ye Shaoyang, for a while, I still have the means."
Finished, before returning to the altar, he made a bowl of water, poured it into the incense burner, and took out the little man who had pulled out his own hair. He had been sacrificed for 48 hours by a demon evil monster, and absorbed enough. The aura can be used.
Wang Ping saw him take out the villain, took a breath of air, and looked at Ye Shaoyang, who was still struggling in the battle, and his eyes were complicated.
Ye Shaoyang, I loved you at the beginning, I want to be with you, I have given you two chances, you have not cherished, so... you are going to die!