Chapter 469

"Damn ghost repair, go to hell!" The Posthouse official roared and raised the beads in his hand. Suddenly, a lot of killing Qi gathered outside the pavilion and rushed to the pavilion.

Although ghost Mo's cultivation was profound, he also felt the power of these killing Qi. He didn't dare to answer it. He grabbed the man with his hand and showed a ferocious color on his face: "it's time for you to make some contributions!"

A look of panic appeared on the man's face. Without mercy, ghost ink directly threw him out, and dozens of suisha Qi rushed to him, all of which hit him and burst into countless small black Qi in an instant.

"It's so powerful. Fortunately, I'm cautious, or I'll catch your way." Ghost Mo said with lingering fear. With another wave of his big hand, the scattered black gas soon gathered, and the man appeared in his hand again.

Ghost Mo was so vicious that he could stop the murderous spirit with his own hands. No one thought of it. The post officer was a little confused for a while.

Yu Qingcheng was quick eyed and quick at hand. Seeing that one of the people who bound Meng's ancestors was missing, he quickly summoned the wind Thunder Tiger and rushed to the helpless woman.

The woman panicked and was frightened by the means of ghost ink. She immediately loosened the ghost chain in her hand. The next moment, the wind Thunder Tiger grabbed the ghost of Meng's ancestor and jumped back to Yu Qingcheng.

"Waste!" Seeing that the Mongolian family's ancestors escaped, ghost Mo was angry. He grabbed the woman across the void, blocked several murderous Qi, and burst into black Qi.

Seeing that his two men were broken by the big array, ghost Mo was also surprised. He didn't expect that the big array should have such a power. He couldn't bear it.

After looking at the box in his hand, ghost Mo bit his teeth and decided to leave first. At least his purpose has been reached. How to open it and go back and study it slowly is.

The post officer was preparing to stimulate the array again and left the ghost ink here completely. Suddenly, he heard a burst of hurried footsteps and cries for help behind him.

The crowd turned around and saw that Chen Sansi was crazy and rushed in, followed by more than a dozen soldiers crazy after him. Yang Xuan's array had failed. They escaped and just met Chen Sansi. They were desperate to die with him.

"God help me too!" Ghost Mo's eyes gave off a shrewd light. With a wave of his sleeve robe, dozens of black Qi came out, passing through the Qi of killing, and fell on Chen Sansi and others.

Immediately, they were all stunned in situ. A pair of eyes began to change from black to purple. When they looked at Yang Xuan and others, they also had an imperceptible murderous spirit.

"Purple lotus magic seed!" Yang Xuan reacted immediately. He just wanted to shoot a French seal to subdue them. They had rushed to the post officer and shot him crazy.

The post officer quickly mobilized the power of the big array and directly killed them all. For a time, the pavilion was in great chaos and had no time to take into account ghost ink.

In the blink of an eye, ghost Mo had turned into a void and black gas, roared and rushed to the gate, and gave a crazy and ferocious smile.

"Boys, I'll take a step first today. I'll play with you next time!"

"Ghost ink!"

The array in Yang Xuan's hand has been formed, killing all Chen Sansi and others. Finally, the post officer has liberated his hands and feet, but he can't stop ghost Mo from leaving.

Soon the pavilion was quiet again. The post officer put away the beads and went to the Mongolian ancestors to ask for warmth, while Yu Qingcheng and Yang Xuan watched Ning Ziwei make trouble.

"The purple lotus demon seed controls people's mind. It's very strange. Now general Ning is afraid it's more evil than good!" Yang Xuan waved his hand and knocked Ning Ziwei out of the array. Then he slowly let him out and looked at Yu Qingcheng.

"General Zhou is also a man of profound cultivation. Send him to have a look. Maybe he will have some way." Yu Qingcheng called Laifeng Leihu and threw Ning Ziwei on his back. He had to rely on Zhou fengmiao for the rest.

While they were feeling, they suddenly heard a call from behind.

"Little brother Yang Xuan."

Yang Xuan turned his head and saw that it was Meng's father. He was weak and sat cross legged. Next to him stood a worried Posthouse official, waving to himself.

"I've seen my grandfather!" Yang Xuan arched his hand. He still admired the martyrs of the Meng family.

"I've heard from Siwei. Fortunately, you found the ghost practice this time. Otherwise, you'll be restless when you want to come to my home!" The Mongolian ancestor sighed.

"I'm serious. It's just a small effort. As long as everyone is all right."

"That's true. It's a pity that I was taken away by the ghost repair. I want to come. I'm sorry for my old friend!"

Meng's father closed his eyes slightly, and his face showed a look of pain, which seemed to remind him of some memories. He sighed for a long time.

Seeing this, Yang Xuan couldn't help being curious and said softly, "I don't know what's in the old box of the elder, which makes the ghost repair so excited?"

The father of Meng family opened his eyes and said seriously, "you should also know that the array here was given by a good friend of mine 300 years ago. He also let my spirit survive forever and protect future generations. He also gave me this ancient box."

As soon as he heard about the array, Yang Xuan was even more excited and said in a voice: "is that friend, elder generation, a Taoist who is unrestrained and informal, and the title of Taoist Linggui?"

Yang Xuan kept describing. The expression on Meng's grandfather's face became more and more surprised. In the end, there was only shock and murmured, "how do you know! His character is really like this. Although there is no repair number of Linggui, lingchong is really an old turtle."

It was him!

Yang Xuan and the little black leopard quickly exchanged a divine sense, and felt the incredible in the little black leopard's heart. It finally believed that there were people who survived in the same age as itself.

"Array, ancient books, treasure chest... Yang Xuan, you must help me find him. This man is helpful to me!" Little black bag murmured a few times and suddenly became excited.

"Only he can help me! Only he can answer my doubts!"

"You must help me find him. I beg you!"

The little black leopard's excitement came out through his divine knowledge. For a time, it even stirred Yang Xuan's mind. After quickly calming down, he quickly comforted the little black leopard and reassured him.

After getting along with the little Panther for so long, Yang Xuan knows something about it. Just as he is looking for his father, the little Panther seems to be looking for an answer.

This was the first time it said the word "request" to itself, which set off a wave in Yang Xuan's heart.

"Little panther, don't worry. I'll help you find him anyway. Even if it's a sea of swords and fire, I'll do my best!"

Yang Xuan's words were calm and powerful. The little Panther listened, and a strange light flashed in her eyes.