Chapter 72

The wind and clouds in the dark night are like waking up the beasts in the world.

Whistling and cold wind, the people, the vibration of the ground will not stop for a while, suddenly the wind blows violently.

A group of law enforcement officers with long sticks darted out in the night and quietly entered Taihe Bay, surrounded Lu Yuqing's villa. The Yin Qi visible to the naked eye was full of the villa within the boundary. The evil spirits scurried and bumped in the villa, but it was like being attracted into the villa.

There are "people" on the ground who have taken their heads, and the people holding the enchanting chain have been attracted by the spirits.

The ghosts in the hell were shouting and running around, escaping from refuge, and the ghost messengers who kept order repeatedly had no effect. They threw the whip on those disobedient ghosts, and everything on the ground and underground seemed to be out of control.

"Stop at this point, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

Lu Yuqing, dressed in black, stood in the mid air outside the border, intercepting and warning the group of uninvited visitors. His appearance was hidden in the dark fog. Under the moonlight, he could only see a little outline, but not joy and anger.

"The two realms of yin and Yang have initially set rules, and it has been clearly stipulated that there should be no more than 100 Yin spirits in the Yang realm. Do you want to openly violate the two rules?" The man with a long stick says his duty of chiseling. His face is hidden under a white mask, and his words are emotionless, which makes people confused whether they are real people or puppets.

"Tell me the rules?" A cold hum overflowed from his thin lips. Lu Yuqing's cold eyes shot at the person who spoke. Because he was not in front of Yu Sheng, his restraint dissipated without a trace. His whole body momentum revealed a strong murderous spirit. He was like a cold faced and merciless killer. His words were even more cold and fierce. "I can not only allow the establishment of the spiritual prison, but also destroy an organization established by lobbying without authorization!"

The spiritual supervision committee is an organization in the Yang world to maintain the order of Taoism and ghost catchers. It is composed of people with previous fame. However, the establishment of the spiritual Supervision Committee relies on its own strength. Like those who want to be the Lord of the Yang world, Lu Yuqing thinks that they are just a group of bandits who dominate the mountain. They can't afford to be grand. He disdains to compete with a group of bandits for territory.

"My Lord, this is to cut off the friendship between the two sides?" The tone of the speaker is still like stagnant water, unable to lift a trace of waves.

"When the lion is big, he wants to eat the tiger. The spiritual prison has been established for only a hundred years, and it is qualified to be equal with my father." Lu Yuqing just said casually, turning a blind eye to the so-called law enforcers of the group of people in the spiritual prison. His eyes were slightly heavy, and the cold and sharp sight from the dark fog was like a sharp blade. "Go back!"

In a word, three words, with the power to frighten people, life will drink people back.

They hung their heads and did not dare to look at the majesty of the adult. They all clasped their fists and went underground.

"Worthless things." Hiding in the dark, looking at the soul of the people who leave, discontented low Nan.

As a person who maintains Yin and Yang, it has broken the rules to recruit hundreds of evil spirits to the Yang world. However, the one inside still shows his real body, which is in violation of the agreement signed at that time. The more serious the crime is, let's see how the Lord explains this time.

The man went into the dark and disappeared.

"Offended." Said the leader.

Immediately, the eight law enforcement officers of the spiritual Supervision Committee attacked, and their bodies leaped to their feet. Their long sticks were as light as their own body parts in their hands, and their bodies were light and they waved them like gods. Those long sticks were exposed to the public, and they were not ordinary wooden sticks, and the long sticks were wrapped in Fu Zhuan. After the blessing of the power of the seal script, they could be regarded as a simple magic weapon.

Lu Yuqing has one hand, a black scythe, and a huge sickle appears in his hand.

The handle of the sickle is caused by black bone. The blade is like the wing of a bat. Its sharp radian is full of chilly air. Ghost skeletons and black iron carvings are vividly embedded in the sickle. The two empty holes are like bloody light surging, which seems to suck blood from the blade. The skull's chin is wearing a hole, with white silk thread falling down, winding on the black bone, black and white.

The white thread is the same as that of the white silk and copper bell. It is like a streamer on the black sickle.

Fingers tight, holding the black bone, the arm waved, the scythe with a hurricane, the wind body such as a blade, forcing people to approach.

The moon was clear, and a fight was inevitable.

Basement.

When the array starts, the light of the candle flickers. An invisible thread floats out from the ghost of the wedding dress. It floats in the array and floats in front of Yu Sheng's temporary "body", and then slowly entangles it, as if establishing a relationship.

Yu Sheng, who was in the state of soul, then felt that her soul was bound. Directly because of the connection of this line, she was pulled out of the temporary "body" and floated like a ghost.

The soul is released, all the senses return, and the range of sight is enlarged. Yu Sheng almost subconsciously turns his head to see the caster, trying to see who is dealing with her, but he turns to see a faceless man!

Yu Sheng is instinctively surprised and wants to retreat, but she is not used to her soul state, and she is bound by the thread, unable to move.

It could be that her soul was scared out of shape, but she couldn't see it.

The faceless man is not a faceless man, but his face is covered by his mask."What kind of man is the furtive? If you have the ability to take off the mask. " Yu Sheng was surprised to hear his voice, but he was calm and asked, "who are you? What do you want to do to me? "

"Too many people are looking for you. The world has something to ask of you, and I am no exception."

"How can I be caught by you? I'm not the one you said I was. "

"I think so, but I didn't know until I tried." The man's tone is a little bit of a smile. In the cramped basement, his laughter is gloomy and terrifying. He says slightly madly: "as for your role, it depends on your ability. Let's go. "

With the fall of the last three words, the man's hand is shining, not into the array.

For a moment, Yu Sheng felt the sharp pain of his head exploding. There was a buzzing sound in his head. What kind of incantation the man said fell into her ears. She held the painful head and resisted the invasion of some forces.

It seems that a hole has been burned out on the chest of the female ghost in the wedding dress. The fire light that has not been extinguished can be seen around the hole, and there is a suction force pulling the soul to the terrible hole.

“…… No No Painful nonsense overflows from Yu Sheng's mouth.

The white silk bell fell off from his wrist like a call.

White silk copper bell size recovery, strong fly out, a flash of white light, will come to block the evil spirit.

The magic in the hand condenses, and the wind changes one's teeth. The strength attacks the white silk copper bell and Yu Sheng.

At that moment, the soul was pulled by different forces, as if to tear her soul apart.

"Ah