The cold wind was rustling on the hillside, and the boy was as tall as a bamboo, watching the ghosts like hard-working little bees, swishing away from place to place.

  Under a group of ghosts chased and intercepted, the rats panicked and arched underground.

  The mound was quickly drilled out of holes one by one, falling apart, revealing the delicate wooden box buried in the soil.

   Yan Tao squinted his eyes, his eyes fell on the sword box scattered with mud.

  I saw that the mahogany box was wrapped with several layers of yellow talisman paper. The red cinnabar writing on the paper had faded into a dark red after washing over time, which looked very vicissitudes of life.

  The domineering Zhiyang aura escaped, and the ghosts shivered with fright, woooooo, Dao Master wouldn’t take the Longquan Sword and just send them on the road, right?

  I don’t want to die yet!

  Master Yan knows how rich the inner drama of these indigenous ghosts is, so he took the material and folded a piece of soft tree branch, tied the sword box at one end, and tied the other end to the hanged ghost.

  The hanged ghost was scared to Liushen Wuzhu, that is the Seven-Star Longquan Sword!

  The nemesis of ghosts, you can die if you touch it!

  The magical artifacts that have been passed down for thousands of years are not a joke!

  He was going to be scared to cry by this Daoist who played cards in an unreasonable manner.

His face was written where I am and who I am. He held a branch, and seemed to break down and cry at any time: "Tao, Master Dao, you see you always choose me to work alone. If this is not good, others will be jealous. mine."

  Tao Yan rubbed his chin, "This way..."

  She turned her eyes, and the ghosts stepped back and shook their heads frantically, “Master Dao, we are not jealous at all! Really! Hanged ghosts can completely represent us, a ghost is glorious, and the whole **** is glorious!"

  Hanged ghosts: …you group of unscrupulous ghosts!

  He could only arch into the soil, holding the willow branch tremblingly and dragging the Seven-Star Longquan out, leaving the area protected by the formation.

   "Okay, let go."

  Hearing Yan Tao's order, the hanged ghost instantly slumped. God knows how scared he is, and he burst out in a cold sweat.

  The ghosts hurriedly dragged the hanged ghost back. When they moved, Yan Tao had already opened the mahogany box and took out the Seven-Star Longquan Sword wrapped in a thick spell.

  The blade is extremely narrow and thin like a cicada's wings, but it is heavy and heavy when placed in the hand.

The moment it was taken out of the box, hostility surged around the sword's body, and the strong blood evil air forced Yan Tao coldly and sternly, so scared that the ghosts swooped behind the big tree, only popping their heads to take a peek .

  I saw the coldness in the peach blossom eyes of the young man, pinched the fingerprint with his right hand, and murmured words in his mouth. Suddenly, there was an invisible aura surging down the Longquan sword.

  At the same time, Yan Taosu pulled away the yellow talisman on the Seven Star Sword. In an instant, the Seven Star Sword resembled a lion waking up from a deep sleep, humming a sword!

  Ghosts were directly blown out by Jianming!

   "The temper is not small!"

  Yan Tao Su grasped the struggling Seven-Star Sword with his cold eyes, mobilizing the aura with his left hand, and drew a spell in the void with his fingers, pressing the aura talisman onto the Seven-Star Sword with cold motion!

The   Seven-Star Sword is the most precious treasure of the Profound Gate, it is very positive and yang, but it contains a lot of evil spirits.

  If an uncertain person gets the Seven-Star Sword, he may be injured by evil spirits instead.

   Yantao guessed that this is also the reason why the predecessors buried this sword here.

  The Seven-Star Sword was settled down. Suddenly, a rustling voice sounded, accompanied by the sound of the wind, in this night, listening to inexplicable horror.

  Xiaoqi: Master, the Miao girl is here, and there is a group of people in the other direction.