A sword gas slashed the Yongqing River, and the river water flowed in two directions, exposing the deep riverbed in the middle.

Just like the manifestation of the heavens, not only the rushing river water did not harm the boat, but even under the concerted efforts of the corpses and ghosts, the boat flew at the same speed, and within a moment, it had already docked into the Shenzhuang.

After the ship arrived, the evil corpses sank silently into the water, regaining peace.

The ghost group reluctantly let go, looking at the pale old Taoist priest, with regret and sigh in their eyes.

"Thank you, thank you."

The drenched second disciple burst into tears, and desperately bowed his head to thank the evil corpses and ghosts who had left silently.

Even if he knew that these ghosts did not come for gratitude, he still frankly knocked his head in all directions before getting up cautiously.

Strange to say.

When on the Yongqing River, thunder roared and pouring rain almost blocked the entire surface of the river.

If it weren't for the ghost to lead the way, I'm afraid the master and apprentice would have been lost.

But after entering Shenzhuang at this moment, there was no rain except for Leiyin's bursts.

An unknown long chant was heard in the air, which was frightening.

The river water slapped the boat, making a faint sound of water waves.

The boat hit the shore and made a ‘clang’.

"Master, Master..."

The second disciple cautiously hugged the old Taoist who had a bad face. His spirit was about to collapse. If there was no aura, his whole body was cold, and he might feel like a dead body.

He endured the sadness in his heart and reached out to touch his neck.

‘Boom, boom——’

The arteries are beating faintly, and there is still air.

"Hoo—" The old man's heart was more relaxed when he mentioned it, and he called out again:

"Master, we are in Shenzhuang."

I don't know if the word'Shen Zhuang' awakened the old Taoist's mind and made him miraculously awakened.

"Shenzhuang, is Shenzhuang here?"

He moved his lips and asked.

Even though the old man in the green shirt had put on him a long coat and hat before leaving, he had been soaked all the way.

The messy white hair stuck to his face, he wanted to get up, but it was like being sealed with a heavy coat after he was full of water.

The rain in Shenzhuang had stopped. The old man simply removed the clothes for him, helped him to get up, and said respectfully:

"Here, Master, I will carry you on my back."

"No, no," the old Taoist shook his head desperately, and said quickly:

"If Qing Xiao sees me walking inconvenience, if you ask you to carry it on your back, you will definitely be worried."

After he finished speaking, he asked:

"Does it look like my face is not good-looking?"

At this moment, his soul collapsed, all relying on spells to support him.

But with the loss of his blood, his face has shown a strange blackness.

His hair was completely white and untidy, suffering from the long-term erosion of demonic energy, and lying on the bed for a long time, his eyes did not look very energetic.

The second disciple felt a great pain, but forced a smile:

"No, you look very energetic, exactly the same as when you went down the mountain to Shenzhuang that day."

After he said this, he added:

"If Little Junior Sister saw you, I'm afraid I thought I was separated yesterday."

The veteran Taoist actually knew his own situation, but he couldn't bear to hurt the heart of this honest second disciple. Hearing this, he just nodded with a smile:

"That's good, that's good."

It may be returning to the place in the dream. The old Taoist swept away from the previous malaise, and looked exceptionally energetic.

As soon as he set foot on the land of Shenzhuang, a lot of past events of the year appeared in his heart.

On the river surface, Song Qingxiao stepped into the red mist a hundred years ago for the first time. He desperately called out that he was mentally prepared to lose his little disciple;

After entering Shenzhuang, I went to Aunt Wu's natal home, and I met two cousins ​​who were separated from life and death, but who were deeply affectionate.

"It's a child, called Shen Jinfeng." The old Taoist babbled and said wherever he thought of:

"Later, I buried the body myself."

The second disciple didn't dare to interrupt him, but he became more mournful when he heard the words, and was deeply afraid that the master would only return to the light and reconcile, while secretly weeping.

After getting clues from the Shen family, he was chased by the evil corpse and the ghost king, and Song Qing showed off his power.

After that, he entered the city lord’s mansion, found the secret collection Dian Pavilion, and figured out the origin of Meng Fanglan.

And the development after that, for many years, the old Taoist priests have not dared to remember.

Because the scene that night was a nightmare that he didn't dare to touch, he watched Wu Ni'er who grew up dying to save her mother, and Aunt Wu, who had known each other for many years, was seduced by a ghost.

The two children he raised with one hand, one chose to be with ghosts in order to save him and the younger sister, and the other went missing.

Shenzhuang is not only his sad place, but also a place full of hope and expectation.

The child who left back then promised himself that he would come back one day.

He was hoping and hoping, remembering day and night, I don't know how she is now, whether she's doing well, there is no news.

I can only use it from time to time to come to Shenzhuang to collect the corpse to see if there is any breath of her.

"But finally came back."

When the old Taoist said this, he was a little angry:

"This girl, after seventeen years, I'm afraid he would not recognize me a long time ago."

"No, no." The second disciple hurriedly laughed and replied:

"Little Junior Sister does not recognize me, nor does she recognize you, Master."

"Of course!"

The old Taoist glared at him, and he was a little proud:

"The child I raised myself..."

While the master and disciple were talking, the second disciple seemed to have sensed something, and suddenly said:

"Alas?"

He felt that something was wrong.

He has also been to Shenzhuang several times. Since the devilish energy leaked again three years ago, dense ghost mulberry forests have grown again here. The houses and utensils abandoned here seem to have become spirits, with a kind of spirit. Very uncomfortable meaning of evil.

There are evil spirits on the streets. If it were not for Zhang Shouyi's army to protect him, he might be torn apart by the resentful spirits and demons here.

But at this time, the entire Shenzhuang village seemed to be shattered by an inexplicable force, the house collapsed, and dust, gravel, dust and ash flew around with the undispersed rain and fog.

The dense mulberry forest was swept away, and it looked badly damaged, but it gave the old man in Qingshan a fresh and clean feeling.

"Master, the devilish energy here seems to have disappeared!"

When the old man in Qingshan was speaking, he courageously reached out and touched the collapsed house next to him.

If it had been in the past, the resentment here would be fierce, and there might be some kind of evil spirit attached to the house, ready to attack humans.

But now he reached out and touched it, the brick wall was cold, but the evil spirit inside had disappeared without a trace, as if it had been cleared away.

The veteran Taoist reacted a bit slower because of his health, until the second disciple reminded him that he seemed to react.

His soul is unstable, but after all, the realm is still there, and he soon sensed the devil qi escape here.

There was a mist of sand and dust over his head. There was no scene in Shen Zhuang's memory of ghosts and monsters rampant in recent years.

No smell of fishy, ​​rotten souls can be smelled at the end of the nose, instead it is the dampness after the rain and the smell of earth.

I no longer hear the malicious smiles in my ears, and there is no malicious spying.

It seems that someone has used magical power to sweep away the haze of this place.

‘卬——’

At this moment, a strange long moan sounded above his head.

The master and apprentice raised their heads and saw the terrible shadow above their heads.

I saw the shadow hiding in the clouds, winding forward, like the lofty mountains reflected in the sky, separated from the world of tens of thousands of miles, still can feel the suppression from the ancient great monster.

The blood boiled involuntarily, and the old Taoist priest seemed to be unsteady under the breath of the real dragon.

Then another long and crisp groan sounded immediately, turning into a golden shadow and flying towards the sky, chasing the black shadow in the sky.

"Qingxiao, your junior sister!"

The appearance of this golden shadow suddenly broke the dusty memory in the heart of the old Taoist priest.

If he stubbornly thought that Song Qingxiao had returned before, it was just an inexplicable feeling, then the moment he saw Jinlong, he found tangible evidence.

"Quickly, carry me back to the city lord's mansion, your legs and feet quicker—"

The old Taoist was so excited that his beard was trembling, and the second disciple dared not violate him, so he hurriedly carried him on his back and rushed towards the city lord's mansion.

...

Meng Fanglan was unwilling to catch it, trying to block Song Qingxiao with a ghost chrysalis for a moment, to gain a chance to escape for herself.

Anyway, Shenzhuang has been destroyed, and the special yin and yang situation here has been broken, and it is useless to stay for a long time.

She has reached the realm of evil spirits, as long as she can escape this time, she will find a way to restore her strength in the future.

Just at the moment when Song Qing's little voice fell, Ah Qi moved, and the devilish energy penetrated into the ghost chrysalis body, hoisting each ghost chrysalis high.

These ghost pupae, which she had raised for hundreds of years, were cut off from her after being hanged by A Qiyi.

"Meng Fanglan..."

"Meng Fanglan..."

"Meng Fanglan..."

Countless ghost pupae descended down the black air, murmured in pain and resentment.

They fear her when they are alive, and are manipulated by her after death, and they will never get out of it.

At this time, under the control of Ah Qi, with resentment as the source of strength, it turned into the most vicious curse on Meng Fanglan.

Following the exit of these curses, Meng Fanglan found that her body seemed to be bound by layers of black lines.

Silky black qi came out from the body of each ghost chrysalis, and then connected with her corpse, and the corpse she wanted to escape was also hung high.

"Meng Fanglan..."

"dead……"

"dead……"

"dead……"

All curses turned into boundless marks, bound Meng Fanglan's body, and flew to the sky.

"what!"

Meng Fanglan was hung into the air involuntarily, her head, limbs, and body were covered with countless black threads.

The whole person is like a red moth trapped in a huge spider web, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape this predicament.

"Get away!"

Driven by hatred, countless ghost pupae tentatively followed the black line and crawled towards Meng Fanglan, who was imprisoned in the middle of the giant net.

They were harmed by her before they were alive, and tortured by her after death. They hate her deeply, and they want to eat her meat and drink her blood!

Meng Fanglan was terrified in her heart.

She wanted to break free from the shackles of the black qi, but found that the power of these thin black qi was surprisingly strong.

Even though she has cultivated her entire body, she seems to have no power to fight back under this energy.

"Let go of me, let me go!"

The female ghost's screaming scream spread far away, and the ghost pupae began to worry about Ah Qi stopping, but as Meng Fanglan was restrained, she was driven by resentment and crawled toward her quickly at all.

After the black dragon disappeared, the huge silver wolf king took the pressure, straightened his back again, raised his hair and screamed happily, and then smashed the roots of the ghost tree with his palms.

The ghost tree shattered, and the place where Meng Fanglan attached to his soul body was destroyed, and the source of strength was immediately weakened by more than half.

The dark clouds dispersed, and a little light penetrated the clouds, illuminating her terrifying real body at this time.

"Where is my brother!"

Song Qing stared at her struggling with horror coldly, and asked her sharply.

Her strength was cut, and it was difficult to maintain her human form.

The whole body was blue-grey, and the skin seemed to be poured from thick slurry.

Both his hands and feet were deformed, his gray nails grew several inches, his eye sockets protruding, and his face was dark with rotten bark, barely covering his wide open mouth.

"what……"

She just screamed.

After Meng Fanglan's death, her grievances were overwhelming, and she killed her own blood.

Later, she leaned against Shen Zhuang, ruthlessly slaughtering the two cities, making her become the body of the evil spirit.

But at this time, after her strength was restrained, the ghost chrysanthemum swallowed back, and her courage was lost.

This evil demon who has harmed countless people knows to be afraid now.

Song Qingxiao felt an extremely absurd feeling in her heart. Seeing that she could only scream and dodge, she couldn't help but ask:

"Where is my brother Song Changqing!"

"what!!!"

As the ghost pupae got closer, Meng Fanglan's scream became more and more harsh.

As she tumbling and struggling, she looked like a silkworm wrapped in silk, full of black energy.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingxiao seemed to be irritated by her, and could not help but waved the long sword and sternly shouted:

"Say!"

In a rage, she swung her sword into a river, cutting back countless black qi.

The anger contained in this sound made the ghost pupae driven by resentment retreat one after another.

At this moment, Meng Fanglan, who had acted as if she was about to frighten her courage, suddenly burst into shape, flew towards the sky, and instantly turned into gray spots and wanted to escape.

"really--"

Song Qingxiao looked up calmly, as if he had been prepared, with a cold look in his eyes.

She moved with both hands and snorted softly:

"Benevolence! Virtue!"

As soon as the two characters came out, they turned into two golden sharp edges, which pierced into her body with lightning speed.

‘Puff--’

In the crisp sound, the force of the two lings pierced her left and right shoulders, and then turned into two golden circles, confining her body, causing her to scream sternly.

The corpse blood splashed, and Meng Fanglan's body seemed to be crushed by a heavy mountain and fell straight to the ground.

"I knew you were dishonest. Kill you first, then enter Jiuyou, looking for my brother!"

Song Qingxiao's eyes flashed murderously, his palms closed, and he said the secret words again:

"Benevolence! Virtue!"

After the two-character power in the Taihao Heavenly Book is used for her own use, she can cooperate with the method of the god-killing technique to change infinitely according to her thoughts and kill the enemy invisible.

The big golden characters flashed in the air, and then they turned into long bows and arrows.

Song Qingxiao opened his bow and arrows, aiming at Meng Fanglan's body.

She was imprisoned by the two characters ~lightnovelpub.net~ unable to struggle to escape.

The power of the two characters ‘Benevolence’ and ‘De’ suppressed her, allowing her to howl again and again, but she could only wait to die with her hands.

A cloud of hatred flashed in Meng Fanglan's eyes. Seeing the golden arrow rushing to her body, she gritted her teeth and swayed her head from side to side.

The teeth protruding out of her lips were particularly ferocious, and countless scum in her mouth was scattered in the sky.

She seemed to know that her death was approaching, she still didn't know how to repent, and shouted viciously in the direction where the golden arrow was shot:

"You can't save him..."

"Can't save him, my things, I have to die with me when I die!"

As soon as her voice fell, a **** air burst into her heart.

The black Qi instantly formed a secret passage leading to the netherworld, and a skinny skeleton suddenly appeared in front of her, and was firmly bound to her by the black Qi.

Indiscriminately.