Yan Changge!
The voice fell.
On the surface of the Yellow Spring River, the broken stele that reached the sky appeared again. As the law of the yellow-letter stele rose on his body, in a moment, it had transformed into a million feet in radius!
The monument is mottled.
ancient
Vicissitudes of life.
The sky curtain has almost completely replaced the ghost domain, pressing down on the heads of the ghosts.
same.
It also completely integrated the magical powers of all the ferrymen!
Every dragon has a leader.
The three armies are handsome.
A powerful aura fell towards Qi Gui in a crushing manner!
Click! ??
A soft sound.
The evil ghost mask on Yan Changge's face suddenly cracked!
He also tried his best!
"What!"
Qi Gui's body sank, and he suddenly felt as if he were carrying two huge mountains on his shoulders!
Suddenly.
An ancient and vicissitudes of song rang out. Although the sound was very soft, it was louder than the roar of the river and clearly reached the ears of every ghost clan!
"That is……"
Qi Gui's pupils shrank suddenly!
Yan Changge's death.
Dozens of black spots suddenly appeared in the surging river!
Take a closer look.
There are actually silhouettes of people!
Those figures seemed to be moving very slowly, but they were already in front of the ghosts in the blink of an eye!
Stepping on a lonely boat.
Holding green bamboo.
Wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, his face cannot be seen clearly.
"Huang Quan, extradite people?"
Qi Gui recognized it instantly!
Huangquan extradites people.
They are all transformed by the ferrymen of the past generations, abandoning themselves, rafting in the underworld, and guiding evil spirits to save them!
Yan Changge's death.
All the ferrymen looked solemn and had shock on their faces.
They didn't expect it at all.
After integrating Huang Quan's magical powers, he was able to summon so many extraditors!
"The master of the palace..."
Looking at Yan Changge again, he saw that his body was shaking more and more violently, and he immediately reacted.
This method of combining magical powers into one.
It is obviously a taboo among taboos, and cannot be used by ordinary ferrymen at all.
With Yan Changge's current strength.
It is so difficult to understand the laws of the Yellow Letter Monument so deeply, let alone others.
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Qi Gui also noticed Yan Changge's difficulty. They looked at each other with a solemn expression. A three-inch long crack suddenly opened between their eyebrows, and a trace of the original ghost power escaped!
In an instant!
The tablet with the word "quan" trembled slightly, hinting at joy and excitement. A faint light shrouded it, immediately absorbing all the seven original ghost powers!
Visible to the naked eye.
The aura on Qi Gui's body has weakened!
boom!
at the same time.
The fountain-shaped tablet trembled non-stop, and nearly endless spring-shaped tablet laws poured down!
"Roar!!!"
As the laws condensed and circulated, they instantly transformed into a figure that was a million tall!
Ancient, vicissitudes of life, evil.
Ghost Ancestor clone!
"Ghost Ancestor, help me!"
The seven ghosts prayed in unison!
moment!
The incarnation of the Ghost Ancestor seemed to feel something in his heart. A ghost claw that covered the sky and the sun instantly reached out and held the Quan-character Monument in his hand!
Under the collision of laws.
The ghost robe on Yan Changge made a hunting sound, and his waist was slightly bent for a moment. Even the five people behind him were also affected, and they all vomited blood and were seriously injured!
Even so.
No one retreated, and no one withdrew their magical power!
same.
Even though the yellow-character monument was constantly shaking, the extraditers were not affected at all. The boat under their feet stood on the top of the waves, unmoving!
He glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye.
Yan Changge sighed softly in his heart, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.
"cross!"
Another loud shout!
The voice fell.
The ghostly face on his face suddenly broke into half, revealing his gray temples!
at the same time.
The shadow of the yellow stele trembled slightly, and the extraditers seemed to feel something in their hearts, and the green bamboos in their hands all clicked together.
Wow!
Dozens of extremely thick, rusty black iron chains broke out from the river, like long snakes, heading directly towards the incarnation of the Ghost Ancestor and the binding of the seven ghosts!
at the same time.
Dozens of emotionless voices, regardless of gender, sounded simultaneously.
To be continued...