I teased the most ferocious cub in the metaphysics world

Ling Chan drew four swords in total.

The sword and sword were chopped at the same position, a gap was opened on the ground, and a dark underground cavity could basically be seen.

Cracks appeared on the ground, and things in the surrounding houses had fallen from one side to the other. Fortunately, the walls of this house are arrays, which have the function of earthquake resistance.

Tang Yang tugged on Du Qiuhan's arm, already fainted.

This time dizzy!

With the four swords down, Ling Chan's right forearm was numb from the force of the shock, and he couldn't use his strength for the time being.

Ling Chan received the sword with his left hand.

Ling Chan had practiced with his left hand before, but he wasn't too proficient. He didn't control the strength and angle of the first blow, and the sword went off.

The sword energy went towards Du Qiuhan.

Almost fell on Du Qiuhan and the others.

Tang Yang tugged on Du Qiuhan's arm, looking at the cut marks less than a meter away from his feet, feeling terrified and hopeless.

Mr. Ling is terrible.

When I got angry, I didn't even recognize myself.

Du Qiuhan: "..."

You ask who is important between us and Fengmo?

This is a face-off question.

Tang Yang: "..."

The director didn't think too much about it, he grabbed Tang Yang's arm, looked at the mobile phone less than five centimeters away from the cut mark, and swallowed: "It's dangerous..."

After finishing speaking, the director didn't care if Ling Chan raised his sword again, and immediately ran over, took the phone over, and wiped it before putting it in his trouser pocket.

Tang Yang had to admire.

This is collecting materials with life.

The sword went sideways, Ling Chan lowered his eyes, raised the sword with his left hand, swung one sword after another.

The ground shakes and shakes.

The director was also dizzy.

Looking at the paler Tang Yang and the director, Du Qiuhan realized that it was not safe for them to stay here, so he protected Tang Yang and the director and walked out of the house.

As soon as Du Qiuhan, Tang Yang and the director went out, they saw four men and two thin girls from the crew holding their backpacks, trembling through the hanging flower gate, and coming here.

It's the six members of the crew.

They noticed the ground shaking outside, guessed something must have happened inside, and after discussing it, they came in. When they came in, they saw those earth-bound spirits, and all six of them had trembling legs.

But they insisted on going on.

Walking in the front was a short-haired girl. She was carrying a schoolbag and holding a schoolbag in her arms. Seeing Du Qiuhan, the short-haired girl's eyes lit up.

"Master Du!"

Looking around, I didn't see Ling Chan, and the girl with short hair didn't see Ling Chan: "Where's Ling Tianshi?"

Du Qiuhan: "It's dangerous inside, go out."

Du Qiuhan handed Tang Yang and the director to the crew, and was about to go back when his eyes caught the short-haired girl's backpack from the corner of her eye.

If he remembered correctly, when Wanwan came up the mountain, he was carrying this backpack.

Girl with short hair: "This is a curved backpack."

Ling Chan cut three swords with his left hand, and found that the crack in the ground was wider, and a dark hole appeared in the ground.

The female ghost in wedding dress flew down from the roof of the main house and stood on the edge of the cave: "Yes, this breath is very familiar. This is the most primitive formation to suppress the devil."

Without saying a word, Ling Chan jumped down.

The female ghost in the wedding dress floated down.

As soon as Du Qiuhan, who was sending people back, turned in, he saw the female ghost's clothes disappearing into the dark hole.

Du Qiuhan followed immediately.

Ling Chan didn't chop the ground, and the world was quiet.

Outside the stockade, Tang Yang and the director glanced at each other, then patted their chests, the elder brother finally stopped.

At the foot of the mountain, people who were about to run stopped.

"Hey? Why is there no movement?"

"Is the earthquake over?"

Ling Chan jumped down from the hole and soon reached the bottom.

The cave was very quiet, without any movement, but there seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air, and Ling Chan's heart was lifted instantly.

It's very dark, with a feeling of killing.

Ling Chan squinted his eyes, and clenched the long sword with his left hand.

call.

A gust of wind blew by, and a small flame suddenly lit up in the cave, which was the talisman paper lit by Du Qiuhan.

Ling Chan loosened his hands slightly.

Du Qiuhan held a talisman in one hand, and a white silk in the other: "I found this from Wanwan's backpack, it should be half of this formation."

Du Qiuhan looked around and said, "I originally thought that this white silk was a formation point, maybe it could break the formation, so I took the white silk here."

It is probably useless now.

Ling Chan nodded, then looked around.

The place where they are now is an underground cavity that accommodates three or four people, with irregular edges and pits on the ground, which should be left over from fighting.

Ling Chan stomped his feet and swung his sword again.

There was a bang from the ground.

People outside the house: "..."

Those who were just about to go home under the mountain: "..."

start again?

There is no end!

This time, Ling Chan didn't waste much effort and a hole appeared in the ground, and the hole was shining with golden light.

The light was familiar.

Ling Chan danced again.

The female ghost followed.

Du Qiuhan also followed.

The pothole area on the second floor is not large.

About four or five meters in diameter, a red coffin was placed in the center of the pit, a knotted white silk was placed on the coffin, and a stone tablet was erected in front of the coffin.

There is no surname on the stele, only a large character written in blood: Zhen.

The writing is crooked, more like runes.

The female ghost said, "That coffin contains my bones."

Beneath the stele was a white corpse.

On the stone tablet, sat a middle-aged man with a transparent body. The man was in a state of a soul body, flickering on and off, looking like he was about to lose his wits, but he was still smiling and talking to Feng Mo.

The man asked, "Boy, how old are you?"

Man: "Boy, I see that you have strange bones and excellent talents. Do you want to consider entering my ghost?"

Man: "Huh? Myriad Demon Order? Acquaintances, even that fox Bai Yisi has a conscience..."

Man: "Boy, who is your master? Which generation are you in charge of?"

The man sat on the stone, chattering.

He babbled about the beauty of the ghost gate and his own glorious past. The man spoke with a lot of emotion, but the two audience members present didn't give him face, and no one was in the mood to listen to him.

Feng Mo stood on the left side of the stele, making a formula with one hand, and holding a token with the other. A faint golden light shrouded the soul body on the stele, keeping the middle-aged man's soul body from collapsing.

Unbearable to be nagged by men, Feng Mo couldn't bear it: "If you don't shut up, you will be the last generation!"

man:"……"

Feng Mo: "If you say a word less, you can save a trace of soul body, and you can suppress the one below for one more second."

The man felt aggrieved.

Ling Chan let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he was so worried that the scene didn't happen.

The female ghost explained: "This middle-aged man is that exorcist back then, and the Bai Yisi that this man is talking about is that nine-tailed fox demon back then."

Female ghost: "This person and a demon cooperate to suppress the demon who has become possessed here."

Wanwan stands on the right side of the stele.

One of her hands was pressed on the stone tablet, and streaks of black mist surged from her hand, and then wound up on the stone tablet.

When the black mist wraps around the soul body on the stone tablet, the stone tablet is gray-black, and when the mist is far away from the soul body, the stone tablet is white.

The color of the stele dances between black and white.

When the stele was black, there was a smell of blood spreading, and streaks of black mist floated out from under the stele, wrapping around Wanwan's arm.

When the stele is white, the atmosphere here will be more serene, and the golden light of the Ten Thousand Demon Order in Feng Mo's hand will be brighter.

Feng Mo and Wan Wan faced each other across the stone tablet.

It is a contest between the exorcist and the devil.

The moment Ling Chan jumped down, Feng Mo felt it. He looked back, but saw Ling Chan holding a sword in his left hand and his right arm hanging limply.

Feng Mo's pupils shrank: "Are you injured!?"

Thinking of Ling Chan's injury, Feng Mo was suddenly distracted.

With this distraction, the golden light dimmed for a moment, and the suppressed black mist suddenly burst out from under the stone tablet, directly wrapping around the curved arm.

Bend screamed.

Her hair suddenly turned pale, her skin wrinkled, and she instantly aged decades.

Wanwan wanted to take back his hand, but he couldn't move no matter what.

Bend: "!!"

Seeing this, the phantom of the man on the stele flickered, and immediately shouted, "Quick, hold it down!"

Feng Mo frowned, bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Wanmo Token, the golden light on the Wanmo Token became much brighter, and the black mist that suddenly erupted under the stone tablet stopped.

Ling Chan walked to Feng Mo's side in three steps at a time, and slid his finger across the sharp blade, forcing the blood from his fingertips, and he pressed it neatly on the Wanmo Token.

The magic order emits a dazzling light.

The figure of the middle-aged man on the stele solidified a lot, and the twisted and struggling black mist under the stele was suddenly frozen, unable to advance or retreat.

The middle-aged man was surprised: "You two actually resonate?"

Immediately, the man quickly said to Ling Chan: "You are also an exorcist? Where is your ancestral treasure? Is it a compass or a sword to kill demons? Take it out and use it with the Wanmo Token, and you can almost suppress this demon."

Ling Chan regretted: "Baby is missing."

The middle-aged man was speechless, and then hated iron for not being steel: "What? You juniors can even lose the magic exorcist? Are there already demons dancing around outside..."

Ling Chan: "Almost."

Middle-aged man: "..."

Feng Mo cast a glance at the man, then turned to look at Du Qiuhan: "The underground devil wants to devour the devil grown up cultivated in the soul body of No. [-] female, try to stop her."

Neither Ling Chan nor Feng Mo could move at will.

Du Qiuhan stepped up with one step, took out a talisman and stuck it on Wan Wan's body, forcing Wan Wan back a few steps, and Wan Wan's hands were away from the stone tablet and the black mist.

After Wan Wan was pushed away, Ling Chan seemed to hear an angry roar, and then the black mist rolled violently, and the entire lower half of the stele quickly turned black.

The underground demon broke out.

Feng Mo's hand holding the Wanmo Token turned pale.

The middle-aged man babbled: "The underground suppression is a seventh-level demon king. She is also a very powerful existence among demon kings. If she really comes out, and we only have the ten thousand magic order, we have to finish everything."

There are nine single demons like erinyao, which are formed by devouring each other, and they are the first-level demon king.

Nine first-level demon kings devour each other and are second-level demon kings, and nine second-level demon kings are third-level demon kings.

And so on.

The seventh-level demon king is equivalent to the seventh-level celestial master in the metaphysical world, and his strength is comparable to Ling Chan's combat effectiveness.

The middle -aged man said: "She is a fox demon who has practiced for thousands of years, and her strength is not weak. At that time, she saw Nine -tailed Fox Baiyi's Neidan. Then be enchanted."

The middle-aged man spoke quickly: "Her soul and body are very powerful, and she and the demon live together for mutual benefit. Once she becomes a demon, she becomes a fifth-level demon king, and after a hundred years, she becomes a seventh-level demon king."

Middle-aged man: "...this fox doesn't remember to eat or fight. After becoming a seventh-level demon king, he continued to provoke Nine-Tails, and then angered Nine-Tails, so he was chased and killed by Nine-Tails and I. Although it was thrilling in the end, it was still we won……"

Middle-aged man: "A few days ago, this point fluctuated unexpectedly, and that Nine-Tails came back to make up for the formation. But Nine-Tail's injury didn't seem to be fully healed, so he ran away in a hurry after repairing the formation, followed by someone chasing after him. Same……"

The middle-aged man couldn't stop talking, he ignored the monster under the stone tablet as he talked, and kept talking...

Feng Mo: "..."

Boom!

There was a roar in the ground.

Feng Mo rolled his eyes: "If you talk again, the one below will counterattack you, do you believe it?"

Middle-aged man: "..."

The demons in the underground really want to come out.

More than 200 years ago, she was seriously injured by Nine Tails in a moment of carelessness, and her body, soul, and body were damaged. Then she ran into an exorcist unfortunately.She was hunted down by a man and a demon for more than half a month.

Finally got suppressed here.

This formation was jointly designed by Nine-Tails and the Exorcist. It's completely different, and the most aggressive one is aimed at her, and it's very effective.

In the past 200 years, her demonic energy has not only been suppressed, but also weakened. If it takes another 200 years, she will regress to become a first-class demon king.

This is something she can't bear!

A few days ago, she noticed a slight fluctuation in the formation, and saw a glimmer of hope to get out.

She has been struggling for the past few days, and she can feel the soul of the exorcist on the stone tablet is about to dissipate.

As long as the exorcist's soul dissipates, the formation will be completely broken, and she will be free!

She spent four or five days with the exorcist's soul body, and she was about to succeed, but halfway through, she killed Cheng Yaojin, who immediately stabilized the exorcist's soul body.

Moreover, the soul of this exorcist is becoming more and more stable now, and he might be able to suppress her for 200 years.

She is so angry!

She knew that if she didn't resist now, she might not have a chance to resist in the future.

put all one's eggs in one basket.

The demon is at the bottom of his boat.

The stele was almost unstoppable.

Ling Chan bit the tip of his tongue, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Myriad Demon Token, and the light on the Myriad Demon Token brightened again.

The female ghost thought for a while, pulled the white silk from Du Qiuhan's hand, and floated directly to the side of the coffin.She threw the white silk on the coffin to the ground, and put the white silk that the female number one used to hang herself on it.

As soon as Bai Ling got on the coffin, a faint shadow appeared, that shadow was slim and dressed in a red wedding dress.

Wanwan was stunned for a moment, it was Jiajia.

As soon as Jiajia's phantom came out, half of the only damage to the formation was repaired, and it stabilized a bit. The middle-aged man quickly made a trick.

The pressure from all sides increased sharply, and the demonic energy couldn't bear it.

The black on the stele slowly began to recede, but still stubbornly refused to leave.

One ebb and flow, the two sides reached a stalemate.

The speed of the middle-aged man's soul-body articulation is getting faster and faster, and he can't even care about talking about it. Feng Mo and Ling Chan replenish some blood from time to time.

But blood essence is limited and will always run out.

Especially Fengmo is in the injury period.

Looking around the audience, only Du Qiuhan was the most idle person.

Du Qiuhan looked around and felt that if he didn't do anything, he would really be sorry for his status as the young master of his family.

He took out his ancestral bell.

The ancestor said that the bell can exorcise evil spirits. He used it to exorcise ghosts before, and he didn't know if it could exorcise evil spirits.

A dead horse is treated like a living horse.

The crisp sound of jingling bells came out.

The black mist on the stele moved for a moment, then moved again, and then actually retreated slowly.

Finally, with a whiff, it disappeared.

Du Qiuhan: "??"

Everyone: "..."

All the ghosts: "..."

When the bell rang, the demon under the stele felt that the demon energy in his body had actually weakened a little.

It's like being purified.

The enchanted demon was startled: "!"

She has been in the devil for hundreds of years, and knows that the devil's energy can be dispersed and suppressed, but she has never heard that the devil's energy can be purified.

There is such an operation in this world! ?

The magic energy was suppressed, and the danger was temporarily eliminated.

Ling Chan looked at Feng Mo, there were several scratches on Feng Mo's exposed wrist, and the wounds had scabbed over, it was unknown if there were other injuries.

Feng Mo was also looking at Ling Chan, his dark eyes were fixed on Ling Chan's right arm.

Ling Chan didn't care and said, "It's numb, just take it easy."

Feng Mo didn't care too much and said, "The scratches will be fine in a while."

Other people and ghosts: "..."

The atmosphere is always subtle.

Feng Mo and Ling Chan looked at each other for three seconds, and at the same time turned to look at the man on the stone tablet.

Ling Chan: "Did you just say Nine Tails?"

Feng Mo: "Hunted?"

Middle-aged man: "?"

Did he just say that?

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