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Chapter two hundred and seventy seventh ghost out

No matter how the future zombie emperor gathers his subordinates.
I only talk about his teachers who are planning to use the world as the chessboard, and are now trying to get the "Hei Water Mysterious Spirit" from the north to come.
The planned Four Spirits Sky-Crossing Formation is clearly calculated well.
Why did it suddenly lose two and a half when it was used?
Except for the fact that the Eastern Yi Wood Qinglong had nothing to do with it, a mysterious bird first came to the world, which directly blocked the path of the Lihuo Spirit in the South.
Then the "free-raised" divine white tiger went wrong again.
At present, this one has already taken shape, but because the enemy in front of him is under the command of Emperor Zhenwu, he is even more crazy!
With the heaven and earth in common, Black Water Xuanming will not respond.
But if they delayed it for three or five days, it seemed... there was nothing wrong with it?
Got a big problem!!!
Seeing the sky as if it were like a fire, a pile of fireballs and a thunder ball was smashed down. If these high-level zombies had not been strong enough, they would have lost more than half of the battle before the war started!
Now, there are already a lot of zombies, hairy corpses, and even armored corpses lying on the ground!
"We can't continue like this!"
Seeing that the development was not good, Zixu Zhenren, who was responsible for Lingyun scheduling, fell down and rose in his hand. With a little heartache, he took out a pair of turtle shells from his sleeve and threw them towards the already formed Xuanming.
The turtle shell was in place, and the Xuanwu suddenly opened his eyes and let out a shrill roar.
Seeing this, Zixu closed his eyes and said, "I didn't want this to happen. These two black turtle shells were treasures passed down by my ancestors of Maoshan, but now, I can only invite the Emperor Xuanming with this!"
While speaking, Zi Xu ignored Xuanwu's angry expression and waved his sleeves directly.
The next second, Xuanwu, who had just "come alive", began to climb from the gray lines on his back, and quickly occupied the entire Xuanwu body at an exaggerated speed!
"What's this?"
Feeling his body stiff and full of death, Xuanwu, who had just arrived, shouted: "You wait for the Taoist to keep the agreement, and you actually want to drive me?"
"Don't dare."
The old Taoist priest with a coffin on Zixu's back laughed in a low voice:
"Divine Lord, we are just using the shadow of the God to set up the formation of the sealing heaven.
After this, the two black turtle shells were regarded as a gift for us to apologize.
I think... God should blame us?"
While speaking, under the gaze of the old Taoist priest, the four Maoshan Taoist priests located beside Xuanwu's side were shining, turning into souls and flying to the top of Xuanwu's head, sending a message to the old Taoist priest.
After receiving the message, the old Taoist priest leaned over and bowed to Xuanwu.
"I hope the God Lord will be forgiven."
The next moment, another gray turtle shell in the old Taoist priest was crushed to pieces!
The body of Xuanwu’s spiritual body, countless gray lines were suddenly connected to the divine nature in his body! And turned it into a gray-white full of death!
"How dare you! You actually took my Xuanming lineage... and drove away...the shell..."
Before he could finish a sentence, the huge Xuanwu's eyes were completely stained with death breath and turned into gray and black.
These Maoshan Taoist priests actually turned this "divine soul body" into zombies!!!
Seeing the almost crazy scene, Zixu Zhenren sighed and said:
"I've been offended to death, what's the use of these beautiful words?
Let's get up."
"Hehehe, where did Mr. Zixu say?"
The old Taoist priest of Maoshan laughed indifferently:
"What I offended is Hei Shui Xuanming in front of me. When I get other contracts, won't it still respond?
It’s better not to have a relationship too irritating, after all, I can’t tell you one day in the future, and I still need it.”
While speaking, the four Maoshan Yuanshen in the distance had already joined Xuanwu with Xuanwu to the north.
Seeing this, the old Taoist priest laughed and scratched his palm with a knife.
The soul monk was completely spiritual, and the blood of spiritual transformation began to flow between his palms.
Seeing this, Zixu Zhenren took out a flag the size of a palm from his sleeve and threw it over with a faint expression.
The old Taoist priest took it with his blood-covered palm and dyed the flag red with his own blood.
He whispered: "Hehe, this Yin Talisman's Heavenly Flag is my Maoshan treasure. Only Master Zixiao can carry it with you with confidence."
"This is the real person in the head of the sect, afraid that you will use it!"
Facing the old Taoist priest's transcendent words, Zixiao Zhenren answered silently.
This is the treasure of Maoshan!
God knows if this flag will be opened to the sky after it was obtained by the old Taoist priest and others!
While the two were talking, the "Yin Futian Banner" stained with blood in the old Taoist priest's hands had already unfolded.
From the size of a palm to about a foot, the surprising human-shaped monster embroidered on it is daunting!
"Hiss...Ghost..."
After watching the strange human figure that had been red after absorbing his "blood", the old Taoist looked at the strange human figure that began to turn red, and a blush on his face that was inconsistent with his old face.
After watching for half a minute, the old Taoist priest put away the greed in his eyes.
After breathing a long sigh, the old Taoist murmured as if he was about to see faith: "I would like to invite ghosts and gods from the underworld to be born, and I will hold the flag for our unworthy descendants."
His words just ended.
I saw that the ghosts and gods on the flag suddenly closed their eyes and opened them again, and they were struggling on the "Yin Futian Banner".
A little bit.
Break out.
One finger.
One hand.
Grab the edge of the flagpole and pull outward.
Gradually, the ghost's head protruded out of the flagpole.
Looking at the scene of war on earth around me, I took a deep breath intoxication.
"I...returned again."
In an instant, many immortals and gods who were originally fighting against the four spirits looked down at the same time.
The ghost's voice seems to be demonic.
It attracted countless eyes to it.
"Another millennium..."
......
......
The center of Tianchi.
The moment the ghost appeared, Ye Fan, who was recovering his subordinate, felt a cold all over his body, as if he had fallen into the ice hell.
It seems that even the soul has been frozen...
With stiff body, Ye Fan turned his head mechanically.
Finally, two words were squeezed out from the gap between the teeth.
"Ghost...Ghost!"
On the other side, the ghost on the other side of the flag seemed to have noticed it.
The moment Ye Fan said, he turned his head and looked at him.
Just a glance!
It made Ye Fan feel that his copper and iron bones were out of control!
This is the suppression of blood!
Ye Fan's body was originally created based on ghosts!
Even the group of people in Maoshan wanted to use his body to implement the real "resurrect ghost" plan!
And at this time.
The "resurrected" master just grinned at Ye Fan.
No tongue-blooded mouth.
A crazy ghost.
This human ancestor who once carried the banner of "anti-sky" after the death of the Human Emperor and was finally expelled to the Nine Netherworlds to guard the dark sea, a monster born from his own shell, is insoluble in the five elements and six paths, and is feared by both immortals and Buddhas.
Jump out of the Yin Fu Fengtian.
Grab the Yin Fu flag with one hand.
The flag pointed to the sky.
Instantly.
Chapter completed!
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