Chapter 468

The post officer was angry at his words, but he was relieved when he saw that the spirit was still stable.

"So you are brothers. No wonder you look so similar." Yang Xuan nodded.

"In fact, there were two of my brothers left in the Meng family, but the curse on my brother was too deep to be lifted, so he was refined into a guardian spirit by my ancestor." The Posthouse official sighed, while the bloody young man looked heavy.

When Yang Xuan was about to ask how the situation was, the blood light boy suddenly trembled, the black gas gradually swallowed up, his face showed a painful look, and there were faint traces to dissipate.

Yu Qingcheng's eyes were frozen, and he pinched several spell seals in his hand. He took a slap on the bloody young man, and the pure and spiritual power slowly poured in to stabilize his body.

"I'm affected by the black gas of the ghost repair. I'm afraid it won't last long. Now the big array in the tomb has started. Go down and kill the ghost repair in the array!" The bloody young man said in a hurry, then stretched out his hand to condense a bead and flew to the post officer's hand.

At the beginning, the ancestor of the Meng family left a large array in the ancient tomb to deal with outsiders. Originally, he was controlled by Xueguang youth, but now he is unstable. Naturally, he has more heart and less strength, so he can only give it to the post officer.

"Remember, with the power of the bright moon, the big array must completely solve them before the moon disappears, otherwise you will die!"

The blood light boy then fell into a deep sleep. Yang Xuan jumped into the cave and came to a dark world in an instant. Yang Xuan's fingers moved slightly, and a small flame jumped at his fingertips, and the light lit up all around.

In front of me was a stone forest. From a distance, looking through the gaps in the stone forest, there stood a fuzzy Pavilion. With the flow of smoke around, the pavilion was shaking slowly.

When Yang Xuan looked more carefully, there was a name on each standing stone. There were hundreds of them, which was the unique Tomb of Meng family.

"This is the rest place for the people. All the buried treasures are in the pavilion. My grandfather took them into the pavilion and never came out again. We dare not go in." As the post officer said, he gently raised the beads in his hand, and a light spread out. Suddenly, the big array underground felt.

This large array is composed of dozens of small arrays. Each stone in the stone forest is an array eye, which is connected with each other. It is very exquisite and can be seen in Yang Xuan's eyes.

"I didn't expect that the Meng family had such attainments in array on the battlefield!"

"No, I'm not proficient in arrays. This was a gift from a friend of my ancestors. It was the Dharma protection array of my Meng family before. After that, my ancestors moved here."

Hearing what the post official said, Yang Xuan immediately looked strange, because he had recognized that the array arrangement method was the same as that of Taoist Linggui at the beginning. Besides him, Yang Xuan could not think of anyone who had such ability.

"It's impossible. How many years ago was that crazy Taoist? At that time, there can't be anyone else except you and me!" As soon as the little Panther heard what he thought, she immediately called out.

"Maybe it's his younger generation. It's really shocking that he can use the array to such perfection." The large array in front of us has started, and the stone forest lights up one by one, and soon the surrounding lights up.

An ancient and distant breath came out, which filled the whole stone forest for a moment. It was bred with the spirit of killing. It floated and gathered in the stone forest, and each strand contained the power of terror.

"Let's go. They should have entered the pavilion. When they meet the ghost Xiu, I can control the power of the big array and kill him directly in a moment!"

Before they went to the pavilion, they had already felt a familiar smell, and a black air faintly surrounded the outside.

"The seal here has been destroyed by nothingness and black gas. They are inside." Yang Xuan recognized it immediately, then rushed in first, and saw ghost Mo and others at a glance.

At the moment, ghost ink is standing in front of an altar, holding a box in his hand. A man and a woman are standing on both sides, holding a ghost head chain in their hands. They are the ancestors of Meng family.

Even though the Mongolian family's ancestors have good cultivation and the spirit has been raised here for many years, they are extremely powerful, but the ghost cultivation has greater lethality to the spirit and body, and it's easy to catch him.

"Lao Zu!" As soon as the post officer saw this scene, he tore his heart and lungs and hurt his heart. He rushed over immediately.

Ghost Mo turned around and looked at them. With a gloomy smile on his face, he said, "general Ning, go and clean them up!"

As soon as the voice fell, a cold light flashed in front of the post official. Ning Ziwei stood in front of him with a long gun and a cold face, emitting a terrible momentum all over.

This is... Purple lotus magic seed!

After all, Yang Xuan had several dealings with purple lotus magic seed. Seeing the faint purple light in Ning Ziwei's eyes, he immediately reacted.

The post officer was anxious. The whip in his hand turned into a white awn and roared to Ning Ziwei. Ning Ziwei wanted to swing away, but the whip suddenly became soft and turned a few circles to directly surround the long gun.

"Tut tut Tut, I've long heard that mengjiabian and ningjiagun are both unique at the border, which have deterred barbarians from invading for decades. Today's sight is really extraordinary." Ghost Mo smacked his mouth and his eyes were hot. It seemed that he enjoyed the fight between them.

"I bah, an inferior ghost repair deserves to mention my name of mengjiabian!" Meng's father stared at the ghost ink and scolded angrily. He was immediately tightened by a man and a woman. His face was pale with pain.

The old man saw his own way. The post official was anxious, but the large control group could not start with Kwai Tzu Wei, only to speed up the whip in his hands, and wanted to solve it as soon as possible to save his grandfather.

But when he was in a hurry, he had more flaws. Ning Ziwei saw it, and the long gun stabbed him through the gap of the whip. He was about to pierce his chest. Yu Qingcheng waved his light gauze and quickly pulled the post officer back. He was able to escape.

"I'll trap him. You save people!" Yang Xuan followed the sacrifice of Liangyi plate and took several strange steps under his feet. A Dharma array immediately surrounded Ning Ziwei. No matter how he waved the long gun in his hand, the array was very strong, which made him helpless.

At the moment when Yang Xuan used the array, ghost Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, while Meng's father's eyes showed pure light, showing a trace of joy on his face.

"Could it be that after my old friend, it seems that the sky is not bad for my Meng family. It will be saved this time!"

"Shut up!"

The woman stared at the Mongolian family ancestor, and the ghost chain in her hand was tightened again, which made the Mongolian family ancestor feel the pain in his heart and absorb the cold breath again and again.

"Just in time. The old man refused to explain. I think you, the last lifeblood of Meng family, are a good threat." Ghost Mo looked at the post officer and smiled coldly.