Chapter 644 Black Mountain Old Demon

Yesterday, the alcoholic brother Qishang gave a reward of 10,000 starting coins, and Jia Geng owed it first, and he must pay it back.

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Yan Chixia shouted: "Well done, these evil spirits feed on the living, they should be killed!"

Ning Caichen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that all these ghosts were executed: "It's all right now, the world is peaceful!"

"It's early!" Xin Han turned his gaze to the door, and he felt several powerful ghostly auras approaching.

"The auspicious time has come, Nie Xiaoqian is getting on the sedan chair!" Distant voices came from all directions at the same time.

Xin Han snorted: "Pretending to be a ghost!" He jumped up from the ground and killed the eerie place outside.

Wherever he went, qi and blood were like yang, and all ghosts were changed. All the yin and ghost qi within a radius of ten feet were dissipated without a trace by the power of his scorching qi and blood.

Flying around the inn, no ghosts dared to meet him face to face.

When Xin Han returned to the lobby, he said to Wanwan and the others: "Don't worry if I'm here, we'll leave here tomorrow morning!"

Ning Caichen quickly clasped his fists and said, "We're relying on Brother Xin!"

Suddenly, Wanwan was startled and said, "Xiaoqian's painting is gone?"

The picture of the beauty washing her hair behind her back had disappeared at some point, and at this moment, the sound of people's voices and horses' hissing and the sound of suona that seemed to welcome relatives suddenly came from outside the inn.

"Oops!" Xin Han and Yan Chixia glanced at each other and at the same time pulled Wanwan and Ning Caichen out of the inn, only to see a welcoming team composed of people all wearing scarlet, speeding along the street. and go.

The two maids in scarlet at the front of the line sprinkled the red petals non-stop, and dozens of red-clothed men dressed as servants on both sides each carried red lanterns, illuminating the entire street in red.

In the middle of the line was a sedan chair carried by eight people. It could be seen clearly through the red veil and light gauze. A woman inside was holding a picture scroll in her hand and looked towards this side sadly.

"Ghost marriage!" Yan Chixia said with a serious expression.

"What the hell is he getting married? If he pretends to be a ghost in front of me, he is looking for death!" Xin Han stepped on the ground with one foot and shook it three times.

How fast he is,

He arrived close in the blink of an eye, and was about to make a move, but suddenly a dense fog rose up, and in an instant, the procession of receiving the bride, including the sedan chair carrying Nie Xiaoqian, disappeared.

"This Black Mountain old demon is so powerful that he can open the gate of hell at any time?" Xin Han noticed that the thick fog just now was that someone cast a spell to open the gate of hell.

He suddenly turned to Yan Chixia and said, "Big Beard, the Xuanyuan Sword can break through Yin and Yang, take me to the Yin Realm and rescue Xiaoqian!"

Yan Chixia let out a long sigh: "I really owe you in my previous life!"

He immediately slapped the sword box, took out the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, and with a swipe of the void, a phantom crack appeared: "Go!" After he finished speaking, he grabbed Ning Caichen beside him, regardless of whether the other party was willing to take the scholar directly into the cracks.

Xin Han didn't hesitate, he pulled Wan Wan and followed him in.

In the vast blackness of the world, it is as desolate as the Gobi desert. Occasionally, a black shadow floats in the distance, and then continues to move forward as if in a daze until it disappears.

Suddenly there was a distortion in the space, a golden sword blade appeared out of thin air, and a gap of human height appeared with a single stroke in the void.

Then the blade of the sword protruded out of nothingness, and the hilt of the sword became longer and longer. The hand holding the hilt, and the owner of the hand, Yan Chixia, suddenly appeared while walking.

Yan Chixia pulled Ning Caichen to break through the Yin-Yang barrier, walked out of the gap, and looked around in a defensive posture.

The two had just appeared, followed by two figures, a man and a woman, it was Xin Han and Wan Wan.

"Big beards, you go to save Miss Xiaoqian, and I can't help you much. It's really unreasonable for you to bring me in and drag you down instead!"

Ning Caichen broke away from Yan Chixia's hand, rubbed his pinched wrist, and said dissatisfied.

Yan Chixia glared: "All the people in Guobei Town outside are dead. Tonight, the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts has become a haunted place on earth. If you want to stay outside by yourself, I will send you back right away!"

Only then did Ning Caichen realize that he had good intentions, and smiled sarcastically: "It's important to save people, it's important to save people!"

Xin Han looked around, seeing the darkness, and he couldn't see a few miles away with his eyesight. He immediately took out a piece of talisman paper, folded it into a paper crane, and cast the spell of "crane looking for dragon", but he didn't think about the paper crane. As soon as it left his palm, it turned into ashes in the air.

Yan Chixia frowned and said: "This is the underworld, where the yin and ghosts are endless. Many spells of us cultivators are restrained here! It would be great if there is a magic weapon to find people."

Xin Han really did have it, so he sacrificed the four spirit mirrors directly. These four spirit mirrors are the treasures of Maoshan, especially for restraining ghosts and ghosts. As soon as they are sacrificed, they emit purple light, sweeping away all the evil spirits and ghosts within a radius of three feet. And Kong, this made several people feel a lot more comfortable.

Xin Han took out a Langhao pen, this pen was the one he used to draw a fork on the beauty's hair-washing scroll, and it could be regarded as the cause and effect of the painting and the breath.

He used the four-spirit mirror to pick up the breath from Langhao's pen, chanted spells and cast spells, and performed the Taoist round light technique. He saw the brilliance of the four-spirit mirror flicker, and it showed its influence. He was carried away by a crowd of red-clothed ghosts.

As soon as the picture turned, Si Lingjing turned the angle of view to widen the distance, and saw that in the distance in front of the eight-carried sedan chair, there was a dark, ghostly mountain.

Xin Han mobilized his mana, and sipped lightly in the air: "Siling mirror, you can trace thousands of miles, hurry like a law!"

The Four Spirit Mirror was shaken, and it broke away from Xin Han's palm and began to spin rapidly in his palm. After a while, it stopped suddenly, and a purple light shot towards the right side of several people.

"That's over there! Let's go!" Xin Han put away the Four Spirit Mirror, grabbed Ning Caichen, and rushed towards the direction indicated by the Four Spirit Mirror with Yan Chixia and Wanwan.

Except for Ning Caichen, the few people were all top-notch experts, and they ran extremely fast. After running for half an hour, it would be hundreds of miles away in the sun, and finally saw a welcoming team all dressed in scarlet in the distance.

And the dark mountain also came into the eyes at the same time.

"Kill them all!" Xin Han threw Ning Caichen towards Yan Chixia, jumped up and killed them.

Wan Wan held the Heavenly Demon Twin Blades in both hands, Linkong Xudu also followed Xin Han to kill him.

In a trance, there was a horse neighing, and the team of receiving the bride disappeared, and a bone altar suddenly appeared in front of him. On the altar, a tall but blurry figure stood tall, and around the altar under his feet, countless Yin soldiers were holding sharp knives, Looking at Xin Han and the others coldly, Nie Xiaoqian was caught by a ghost dressed as a general under the altar at this time, unable to escape.

The tall and blurry figure on the bone altar suddenly spoke, the voice was illusory, floating in all directions: "If you dare to enter the gate of hell, you will die!"

"My lord, sister, go away quickly and leave me alone!" Nie Xiaoqian's heart was ashamed, and she only hoped that Wan Wan and Xin Han could escape.

The ghost dressed as a general slapped Xiaoqian on the face, knocking Xiaoqian to the ground.

Yan Chixia also chased after him at this moment: "This is the old demon from Montenegro? Let's avoid the limelight first!"

Xin Han laughed: "Whoever dares to hit me, don't care what kind of monster he is, bearded man, take care of Wanwan for me, I'll go rescue Xiaoqian, and dig out the old demon's demon pill by the way!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on it suddenly, and in the next second, the man appeared on the altar of bones, with five fingers like hooks and a sea-blue aura, grabbing the old black mountain monster head-on! (To be continued.) Enable new URL