After being stared at by Zhou Bufan's bleeding eyes, Jun Ruyi immediately felt like she had fallen into an ice cave and quickly took a few steps back.

Zhou Bufan's body floated over strangely, grabbed Jun Ruyi's neck, and lifted her up. Jun Ruyi kicked her hands and feet around, but to no avail. At this time, Zhou Bufan was too strong, and his hands were like pliers.

Her neck was almost broken.

"Let go of Ruyi!" Tang Wenming's eyes immediately turned red, and he rushed to grab Zhou Bufan's hand, but was slapped away by him.

"Grandma, I will fight with you!" Tieshan took out a hammer from nowhere and hit Zhou Bufan on the head hard, knocking out all his brains.

Zhou Bufan, however, acted like a normal person and grinned at Tieshan, then stretched out his other hand, grabbed his neck and lifted him up as well.

Just when the two of them were about to die, there was a loud bang and the window of the living room was knocked open from the outside, and a fat Taoist priest with a somewhat bloated figure jumped in.

This fat Taoist priest was wearing a Taoist robe, with two small mustaches at the corners of his mouth. He held a compass in one hand and raised a mahogany sword in the other hand. "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord! There is so much Yin energy. Come on! This poor Taoist has entered hell."

What?"

He glanced around and found that the two people holding Zhou Bufan's hands were about to die. He couldn't help but shouted, "Hey! Maoshan Taoist Hu Ba is here, the evildoer will die!"

As he said that, he took out a piece of talisman paper in his hand and muttered in his mouth, "The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited, the Supreme Lord is about to appear, hurry up like a law, kill!"

The paper talisman spontaneously ignited without wind, turned into a beam of fire and flew towards Zhou Bufan, igniting his body with a bang. Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out, and a ghost escaped from his body.

Taoist priest Hu Ba had been prepared. He struck the ghost figure with his sword, and a puff of green smoke suddenly appeared, and the screams suddenly stopped.

Soon, Zhou Bufan's body was burned into a black corpse.

"Ahem!"

"Ahem!"

Jun Ruyi and Tieshan knelt on the ground and coughed violently. Tang Wenming hurried over and said gratefully: "Thank you so much for your help, Taoist Priest. May I ask your name?"

Hu Ba clasped his fists and said, "I am Hu Ba, the 38th generation leader of Maoshan Taoist priests. I was passing through this place and found that the place was so gloomy that it felt like the underworld had descended. I came here to check out what is going on here."

Tang Wenming was overjoyed and bowed, "It turns out it's Head Hu. God has blessed our Tang family..."

Tang Wenming briefly explained the ins and outs of the matter. Hu Ba's face was extremely solemn, "It seems that your Tang family has been manipulated by evil people and communicated with the gate of hell. I must prevent this from happening, otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous!"

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As he spoke, he gathered everyone together, drew a circle with the peach wood sword, and set up a formation with talisman paper and spiritual stones.

After doing this, Hu Ba warned everyone: "You must not run around here. I will go down and help that little brother!"

"Then be careful. If it doesn't work, go back with my brother and keep the green hills. Don't worry about running out of firewood." Tang Wenming did not forget to tell him.

Taoist priest Hu Ba nodded and rushed towards the basement with his mahogany sword.

At this moment, Wang Dachun was really on his own. Although he had killed a three-headed hell dog, he was almost exhausted.

In particular, those ghostly shadows flew towards him like moths to the fire. Only the last talisman on his body was left, and the others had exhausted their power and fell off.

"Here comes my baby!"

When Hu Ba looked at the hell-like scene in front of him, he suddenly took a breath of cold air. This was not the human world. It was just a bunch of demons dancing around.

Looking at the young figure at the center of the storm, Hu Ba was surprised. When did our country have such a talented person? It seems that we have someone to succeed Maoshan Qingfeng!

Without saying a word, Hu Ba rushed over with his mahogany sword, "Hey, brother, let Pindao help you!"

Wang Dachun was immediately overjoyed. He finally met someone who could breathe. He had seen too many hideous and ugly things, and even when he saw a slovenly Taoist priest, he felt that he was pretty.

"Master Taoist, please hold on for a while. I'll break the big formation over there, otherwise we won't be able to finish the fight even if we die from exhaustion!" After Wang Dachun's observation, he had discovered that the vortex was a trap.

The ghost formation is a formation that uses the Yin Stone as the guide and the Spirit Stone as the power.

"Okay, little brother, go ahead. I didn't expect there to be a three-headed hell dog here. Fatty, I just want to use it to practice my skills!"

Hu Ba said, and put a few talismans on Wang Dachun's body. Although his talismans were not quite the same as Wang Dachun's, they all had the same effect.

"Thank you!"

Wang Dachun smiled gratefully at Hu Ba. With these talismans, his pressure was relieved a lot.

Hu Ba's arrival was like throwing a piece of smelly meat into a pile of flies. Countless ghost figures immediately rushed towards him, and the three-headed hell dog lunged towards him with a roar.

Hu Ba spat fiercely on the ground, "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, Fatty has fought all kinds of monsters and monsters, but he has never fought against the three-headed dog of hell!"

"Ouch!"

The three-headed hell dog seemed to have its dignity trampled on, and immediately rushed towards Hu Ba in a rage. The most annoying thing for underground creatures like them was the monks and Taoists.

"You evil beast, suffer death!" Hu Ba swung the mahogany sword in his hand and killed the head of the three-headed hell dog.

Here Hu Ba is fighting with the three-headed dog of Hell. Wang Dachun is gradually approaching the center of the vortex. The closer he gets, the greater the resistance. The concentration of Yin Qi in the center of the vortex is almost like substance. Ordinary people will become seriously ill if they take just one breath.

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He has clearly seen the general layout of the formation, including the spirit stone, the Yin Stone and an apricot-yellow flag in the center. Wang Dachun guessed that the apricot-yellow flag should be the formation eye. As long as it is pulled out, the formation will not attack.

break.

Wang Dachun approached the formation with great difficulty, encountering huge resistance with every step he took. The closer he got, the more ghosts came out of it. In the end, it was almost so sticky that it was difficult to breathe.

He stood the Thunder Ruler in front of his chest, and the ghostly creatures fell onto the Thunder Ruler and turned into ashes.

Finally, Wang Dachun approached the apricot-yellow flag, which was a small yellow flag about twenty centimeters high with the word "cross" written on it.

This word "du" means extradition, which means to extradite creatures from another world to this world.

There are many different apricot-yellow flags that use formation flags as formation eyes. Some have the word "tribulation" written on them, some have the word "zhen" written on them, and some have the word "kill" written on them. Each has a different function.

Without hesitation, Wang Dachun reached out and grabbed the apricot-yellow flag.

At this moment, a hand also stretched out from the center of the whirlpool. This hand was long, slender, and as white as jade.

What kind of hand is this? Even the most beautiful hand model in the world is not as beautiful as this hand.
Chapter completed!