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After arriving at the front hall, Cao Ziren ordered a servant to pour some tea and said to Ding Hong and the white-bearded old Daoist, "Please take a seat."

The old Daoist did not step aside and directly sat on the upper left side while Ding Hong sat on the right.

Cao Ziren had something on his mind and could not muster up any energy. He introduced the man to Ding Hong, "Sir, I am Cao Ziren, Supreme Celestial is the monastery head of the Violet Immortal Temple, Monk Flowing Cloud. What might your name be?"

Ding Hong looked at the old Daoist and clasped his hands at Cao Ziren, "I am a rogue cultivator of the Heavenly Dao."

Master Liuyun said coldly, "A rogue cultivator of the Heavenly Dao? "Among the rogue cultivators today, why haven't I heard of someone like you?"

This Guru Streamcloud was born with a grudge against Ding Hong, and from the moment he saw him, he had never been nice to him. Ding Hong looked at him and laughed, "The Tao technique I cultivate is extremely mysterious and cannot be used by outsiders."

Just as Daoist Liu Yun wanted to continue mocking them, Cao Ziren waved his hand and stopped them, saying, "Zi Ren brought you two here today because he has something to discuss with you. I hope you two can give me some face and not start a fight again." Cao Ziren thought that it was because the two of them did not belong to the same school that they started to argue.

Daoist Flowing Cloud harrumphed but didn't say anything. He did not speak, and Ding Hong was also very happy. Otherwise, it would be boring for him to quarrel with others for no reason at all.

"Cough cough!"

Cao Ziren coughed dryly. He glanced at Ding Hong and said: "I won't hide it from you two. I always feel that there are some unclean things in this mansion, but I can't find them anywhere. Please help me out."

He clapped his hands. Someone came in from the back with a wooden tray. What was placed on the tray was not money, but a round, black piece of wood.

When Daoist Liuyun heard about the reward, his eyes lit up. When he saw the piece of black wood, he suddenly became excited and stood up, about to go get it. Cao Ziren hurriedly signaled with his eyes. The person holding the tray was also someone who had a good spirit. Seeing Cao Ziren's expression, he understood immediately. He stepped back and stood behind Cao Ziren.

Seeing this action, Daoist Liuyun could not help but frown. However, thinking about how he was too excited just now, he did not pursue the matter and slowly sat down.

Ding Hong, of course, also saw the black wood. He felt that there was a hint of Yin Yang within it. It rotated slowly and grew without end. He immediately became curious. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "Mister Cao, where did this black wood come from?"

When Cao Ziren heard his question, he already thought highly of him. He patiently said, "This piece of Sky Wood was a fortuitous encounter I had when I was a kid. As for what fortuitous encounter it is, I am not so sure."

Seeing the expression on Daoist Liu Yun's face, Cao Ziren knew that he must know the use of this black piece of wood. Afraid that Ding Hong would not know, he added, "Back then at the Great Brahma Temple, I was fortunate enough to meet the monk holding the ring, Master HP. Through his guidance, we know that this wood is a heavenly wood, and is an absolute treasure to a monk. "

Daoist Liuyun humphed and said, "It is more than just a supreme treasure. I am afraid it is even more valuable than ordinary second-rate sects' secret treasures." He paused, "Almsgiver Cao, as long as you are willing to give me this Sky Severing Wood, not only will I hug you safe, I will also protect your descendants for two generations!"

Although he said this, Daoist Flowing Cloud still felt tremendous hatred in his heart. Cao Ziren had always been a benevolent person, deeply respected by the people around him. He had often visited the Great Brahma Temple to worship Buddha, but he had actually formed good relations with one of the five great monks of the temple, Master Hewlett-Packard. If he wanted to snatch it from her, he would have to see if he was stronger than the old monk. As he thought about it, his face darkened.

Ding Hong, who was standing at the side, thought of the dirty stuff Cao Ziren had just mentioned and suddenly recalled the resentment he had seen not long ago. He then fell into deep thought.

Cao Ziren was not anxious when he saw their expressions.

"Rumor has it that Almsgiver Cao is on good terms with Master HP of the Great Brahma Monastery. Why didn't you find Master HP instead?"

Upon hearing his question, Cao Ziren looked troubled. After thinking for a while, he said, "This matter happened too suddenly, but it was too late to go to the Great Brahma Temple."

Actually, he was lying. When the old monk gave him the yellow talisman, he said, "If the yellow talisman does not take away Evil Qi, then Benefactor must solve the problem by himself. If it is not resolved within three days, there will be endless troubles in the future. " Cao Ziren didn't believe it, but when he talked about this old monk to Master Hewlett-Packard later, Master Hewlett-Packard's face became serious, "He might be the poor monk's martial uncle. His buddhist mantras are too high and he has already transcended the mortal world."

What was HP's identity? He was the monk with the sect in command of the Great Brahma Temple, also known as the head of the punishment department of the temple. His prestige and buddhist magic was one of the few in the world of cultivation. Since he had already said so, Cao Ziren had no choice but to believe him.

Daoist Floating Cloud got up, "Give me one day, I will definitely drive away the evil spirit for you! At that time, I hope Benefactor will remember your promise. " With that, he took a big step and left Cao family's mansion.

After seeing him leave, Cao Ziren let out a breath of relief. He stood up quickly and said to Ding Hong, "Young Master Xiaofeng, just now, you, you … Did you see anything? "

Ding Hong frowned but didn't know whether he should say it or not.

Seeing his expression, Cao Ziren hurriedly said, "Young master, please speak your mind."

Seeing him like that, Ding Hong said: "The Dao techniques I cultivate are mysterious and rare, just now … Seeing that your wife is staying here, your grievances actually soar to the skies! "

"What!" Cao Ziren screamed. When he came back to his senses, he quickly told the man with the Sky Wood, "Go, find someone to block everything. Do not let anyone come near this place!"

That person hurriedly said, "Understood, Master!"

Just as he was about to leave, Cao Ziren suddenly said, "Wait! Tianmu, put it down!"

"Yes!" After putting down the Sky Wood, he quickly left.

Cao Ziren picked up the Sky Wood, passing it to Ding Hong, and said sincerely, "Please help me, Young Master!"

Ding Hong looked at the Sky Wood, but frowned and said, "Mr. Cao, please wait. My ability is limited, and I am not too sure what the problem is. Mr. Cao, you've brought the item over first, and it's a bit too much for me to bear. "

Cao Ziren thought for a while, but still insisted, "Young master has Tianmu, but you have a better control over it now!"

Ding Hong thought for a moment and said, "How about this, I will accept this first, but how about I leave it at Mister's place for now?"

Seeing how sincere he was, Cao Ziren was quite pleased. "Since young master is so sincere, then I won't waste any more time." He placed Tianmu back on the table.

"Mr. Cao, the burly man that came with me yesterday is also a person with powerful mana. If we can find him, it is more likely that this matter will succeed!"

Upon hearing that, Cao Ziren quickly asked, "May I know where is that warrior?"

Ding Hong really did not know where this was. He could only give a general idea of where it was. He said, "Is there a temple called 'Little Hidden Temple' nearby?"

Cao Ziren had lived here for dozens of years and knew all of this like the back of his hand. He immediately said, "There's actually such a temple about thirty miles southeast of here."

Ding Hong said, "That's good. I hope Mr. Cao can find it around the temple. But before sunset, you have to come back, because there's a ghost living in this Little Hidden Temple. " Ding Hong was surprised when he spoke of ghosts. He thought to himself: Could it be that the ghosts that followed him here yesterday had attached themselves onto Madame Cao Ziren's body?

However, he was thinking too much. Ding Hong did not understand the nature of vengeful spirits, which was why he had such a thought.

Without hesitation, he said, "Mr Cao, please make the arrangements first. I seem to have thought of something."

After saying that, he hurriedly ran towards An Ziyue's residence.

Upon seeing this, Cao Ziren's expression changed. He hurriedly went to find a housekeeper. After giving some instructions, he walked towards An Ziyue's residence. When he arrived at An Ziyue's residence, Ding Hong seemed to have been standing there for a long time.

He stood there quietly with his eyes closed, as if he had seen everything in the world. Seeing him in such a state, Cao Ziren did not want to disturb him. After he transferred some of the people around him away, he got someone to move an armchair over and sat quietly in the distance.

"Wa! Wa!" Two sounds rang out, but some babies were crying out loud.

As the baby cried, Ding Hong suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the house in silence for a long time.

When Cao Ziren heard the baby crying, he rushed over and asked, "Young Master, did you find anything?"

Ding Hong turned around and looked at him. After a long while, he said, "I once read a few books in the Penglai Immortal Mountain, so I know a few things." He did not directly say anything about the evil spirits, but told him something.

Cao Zifan was confused, but he still asked respectfully, "What is it?"

The only people who cared about him the most were his parents. Regardless of what he became, he was still a child. Ding Hong was naturally aware of this, so he did not dare to say what he saw just now. He'd carefully observed the spirit power in the surroundings just now, but had discovered that there was a weak life form in the house that was rejecting the spirit power in the surroundings.

The living beings of this world were constantly absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, as well as the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth.

If he wanted to reject them, then only the Underworld's vengeful spirits would do such a thing!

Ding Hong looked at Cao Ziren for a long time, then slowly said, "This baby, is a vengeful baby!"

"Wa! Wa! Wa! Wa!" The baby started to cry again. However, it was a sharp cry that made people feel as if their hearts were splitting apart. The dark clouds that had already dispersed in the sky instantly closed again.

The bright sky suddenly turned dark and gloomy. The wind began to blow. The water droplets on the branches all fell onto the ground with a "pu pu" sound. Many of them hit other branches and leaves, dispersing into small droplets.

With a "Pa" sound, Cao Ziren turned his body away and slapped the wall. His voice was a little low as he said, "I, Cao Ziren, boast of being fair and upright. I have never been afraid of ghosts and ghosts, but now, I..."

He clenched his fist, his teeth chattering fiercely.

An Ziyue suddenly said: "Cheng'er, Cheng'er, hurry and call for the old master, Zijian has been crying non-stop …"

"Yes, ma'am."

The door creaked open, and the maid who had been whispering in Cao Ziren's ear this morning walked out. The moment she stepped out of the door, she saw Ding Hong and Cao Ziren. She felt that the situation was a little strange and could not help but be stunned for a moment. Then he came back to his senses, bowed to Cao Ziren, and was about to say something when Cao Ziren said, "Go back, say I understand."

The maid frowned as her throat throbbed. She seemed to want to say something, but was unable to speak for a long time.

Looking at her, Cao Ziren asked, "Zijian, is something wrong?"

Just as the maid was about to speak, she thought of Ding Hong and couldn't help but glance at him.

Cao Ziren waved his hand and said, "Speak your mind."

The maid paused for a moment before whispering, "The young master, he bit the nanny this morning, and then he actually licked his own blood."

Cao Ziren waved his hand and said, "Go back."

The maid bowed and returned to An Ziyue's room.

At this moment, the wind started blowing again. The sky was overcast and thunder was roaring non-stop. It seemed that it wouldn't be long before another heavy rain began to fall.

Cao Ziren clasped his hands at Ding Hong and said, "Young Master, please come over here." Ding Hong did not know what he meant, but he still followed him.

Cao Ziren led him through the yard, turned a few walls, and came out through the back door. Not far from the back door of the Cao family was a river with a stone bridge.

Right now, the wind was blowing fiercely and the surface of the river was covered with ripples. Cao Ziren walked up to the bridge and supported himself with both hands.

Cao Ziren suddenly asked calmly, "Young master, is there a solution?"

Ding Hong thought for a moment and said, "To be honest, I have learnt very few Dao Arts. If I want to save the young master, I will have to see if Mr. Cao can find the person with me yesterday."

Yesterday, when Ding Hong and Yan Beigui exterminated the devil together, they were deeply impressed by his spell, and he definitely knew more than them in terms of Dao arts!

Cao Ziren nodded and said, "If that's the case, I'll work harder." After saying this, he became silent.

The wind got stronger and stronger. Suddenly, a burst of lightning flashed by, followed by a series of violent "boom boom" sounds coming from the horizon, seemingly wanting to turn this great earthquake into dust.

"The Cao family has been handed down to my generation for a total of twenty-five generations. and never forget the teachings of their ancestors, always doing good and never caring about the rain or wind. " Cao Ziren suddenly said.

"If Young Master has no other way, then forget it. I, Cao, still have the ability to deal with this evil son of mine."

"This is a windy place. I'm not feeling well, so I'll be going back first. If you need anything, Young Master, please send a housekeeper to find me." With that, he walked towards the Cao family's residence.

From beginning to end, he never let Ding Hong see his face.

However, Ding Hong could feel that just now, when Cao Ziren had said those words, his heart had been bleeding.

Ding Hong was currently seventeen years old, but he would soon be eighteen years old. At the age of eighteen, he had not seen his father and mother for many years. Even his grandfather, who was originally so close to him, seemed to have become blurry.

However, only he himself was clear of the pain of not being able to see his loved ones and the confusion of being able to stay close to them.

The wind was strong, blowing his hair in all directions.

After a few more rounds of thunder, it finally began to rain.

Ding Hong stood on the bridge, motionless in the rain.

Suddenly, the steward of the Cao family came running from the back door. As he ran, he shouted, "Young Master, Young Master, we've found him! We've found him!"

Only then did Ding Hong recover his wits. He ran to the butler and asked, "Are you sure?"

The butler replied, "Yes, that person claims to be Yan Beihui, a disciple of the Great Void Sect who also brought four people."

Ding Hong nodded and said, "It's them. Let's hurry up and go back." Saying so, he prepared to run towards the Cao family's residence.

However, just as he took a step, he suddenly felt his entire body turn cold. He could not help but feel goosebumps all over his body. Feeling something, he hurriedly turned his head around. Upon seeing this, the chills in his heart grew even more intense. He actually saw a woman in red with a gloomy face and black eyes slowly floating on the river, looking at him.

The butler noticed that Ding Hong had stopped moving in a strange manner and could not help but turn his head to look over. However, he did not see anything. He asked, "What's wrong, Young Master?"

Ding Hong adjusted his mood. "It's nothing. Maybe my eyes are just a bit blurry."

The butler answered with an "oh", and without further inquiry, continued walking with Ding Hong into the mansion.

Suddenly, a cold voice rang out from the skies.

"The two of you won't be able to escape."

"You guys killed my brother, you won't be able to escape."

"I'll let all of the specters in this place suck in your flesh and blood!"

"You won't be able to escape! You won't be able to run away! "

The sound became sharper and sharper until it sounded like a scream.

However, it was as if no ordinary person could hear that voice …

After entering Cao family's mansion, the butler brought Ding Hong directly to the front hall. When they reached the front hall, they saw Bai Yi and the young girl whispering to each other. As for Yan Beihui, his expression was grave and his eyebrows were tightly knitted.

However, he did not see Cao Ziren.

Before he could get close, the butler hurriedly shouted out, "Great Hero Yan, Great Hero Yan, Young Master Feng is here!"

After hearing that, Yan Beihui regained his spirit and rushed over while looking for the sound. After seeing Ding Hong, he felt a sense of familiarity. He did not say anything polite and asked directly, "Did you hear the voice just now?"

Ding Hong said in a low voice, "Yes."

When the butler saw that the two of them had not talked about the matter of their young master, he became slightly uncomfortable and quickly said, "I beg of the two of you …"

He only knew how to exterminate evil and protect the dao, but he was too lazy to bother with other matters. Seeing him suddenly interrupt his conversation, he glared and said loudly: "What are you shouting for? Don't you see that I'm busy!"

The butler's expression changed. Just as he was about to say something, he was blocked by Ding Hong. He said, "Don't worry, sir, we will take care of your young master's matter later. However, the two of us have another urgent matter to take care of right now. Please forgive us, Sir. "

The butler's complexion was slightly better as he heard Dudian's words. He snorted and stood to the side.

He could tell what was important and what was not. Cao Ziren had just told him that this matter could only be solved by the person in front of him, and he must not offend him.

Yan Beihui snorted at the butler and continued, "I've seen many ghosts and ghosts on the way here. I really don't know what kind of ghost that Xiluo Zero Curse is, to actually have such power."

Ding Hong pondered for a moment before saying, "However, from the looks of it, he seems to be injured. It's not good for him to appear directly, which is why he created such weather and ordered a hundred ghosts to appear."

Yan Beigui nodded in agreement. Then, he suddenly thought of what the butler had said just now and asked, "Fellow Taoist, what did that person say about Young Master's matter?"

Finally, they came here. Originally, there was some resentment, but when they heard what Ding Hong and Yan Beihui had to say, they immediately felt empty. After this meeting, they had finally talked about their young master, and they could not help but heave a sigh of relief inwardly.

When Ding Hong heard Yan Beigui's question, he first said to the butler, "If you would be so kind as to invite Mr. Cao out."

Butler hastily replied: "I'll go." After saying that, he jogged towards the inner courtyard.

Then, Ding Hongcun said to Yanbei, "It's like this, the family's owner just had a child. It's just that, this child is a grudging baby."

"Infant grudges?" Yan Beigui frowned and said, "Even a vengeful spirit in Gu Lai's family had an ominous event, this resentment baby …" After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Is this resentful baby born in the future or the future?"

Ding Hong said, "I'm not sure about that either. I'll have to ask the family head later to find out."

Yan Beigui nodded and said, "That's true."

Seeing him in such a state, Ding Hong couldn't help but ask, "Friend, do you have any way to save him?"

Yan Beihui heard and laughed: "To be honest, if you want the other cultivation sects to really not find a way to save this resentful baby, even the Heavenly Palace will find it hard to do so! However, I, the Great Void, have a spell that can change the heavens and the earth, and can cure them! "

Ding Hong was delighted and said, "Then wouldn't this baby be saved?"

Yan Beigui waved his hand and said, "We can only talk about this after seeing it. Talking emptily won't do." Suddenly, he remembered something. He took out a long, dark green flute and passed it to Ding Hong. "Fellow Taoist, I found this in the Little Hidden Temple, I'll return it to you."

"Heavenly Jade Xiao!" Ding Hong immediately cried out in alarm. If Yan Beihui hadn't brought this out, he would have really forgotten about it. As he thought about it, he felt a chill down his spine.

He cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist."

Yan Beihui waved his hand and smiled, "There's no need for that. Let's go to the front hall first."

Ding Hong nodded and immediately, the two of them went to the front hall. Because they weren't very familiar with each other, Ding Hong didn't say anything after a short conversation. He could only watch as they chatted while sitting by the side and drinking tea.

After a while, Cao Ziren came. When he saw Yan Beihui, he hurried over and said: "Hero is finally here. Please save my son."

Yan Beihui had also heard that Cao Ziren was kind, so he was prepared to help him and asked: "How old is your son?"

Cao Ziren said, "To be honest, I was just born yesterday!"

Upon hearing this, Cao Ziren was stunned for a moment. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and after giving Ding Hong a look, he said to Cao Ziren, "Mr. Cao, please find a quiet place to speak."

Cao Ziren understood what he meant. He led the two of them out of the front hall and across a small courtyard to a house by the lake. The house was filled with books and was filled with the scent of ink. It should be a study.

Cao Ziren said, "This is my study room. Normally, no one is allowed to come here without my permission. If Hero has something to say, just say it."

Yan Bei pondered for a moment, then said to Ding Hong and Cao Ziren, "I also told you the truth. Fellow Taoist Xiaofan, your Taoist mantras are unique, and you can't be wrong to say that your infant's spiritual sense is resentful. But according to Mr. Cao, this infant was just born last night, and that would be a huge problem."

Cao Ziren said nervously, "Sir, please speak."

Yan Beigui said: "I'm afraid this baby is born with a grudge! If you want to eradicate the resentment in your body, you need to take two steps! " He thought for a moment and said, "This first step, you must use five bowls of blood from someone close to you and my magic to be able to draw out the ruthlessness aura! The second step is to send him off to Immortal Mountain to cultivate or to become a monk. "

Upon hearing the first step, Cao Ziren's face turned pale. However, upon hearing the second step, his complexion changed.

That was true. His son knew that it was a grudge baby right after he was born, and he had to cultivate from a young age. Didn't this mean that it would be difficult to even meet him in the future?

Cao Ziren's voice was weak. "Is there any other way?"

Since someone else had already said so, this was the only option left to him. The only reason he asked this question was to make his mind feel better.

Yan Beihui shook his head and said, "That's the only way. If it were any ordinary person, I'm afraid that they would not even have this method, and would have to let your son reincarnate ahead of time. "

Seeing him act like this, Ding Hong could not bear to see this. He said, "Having this method is still better than nothing. Mr Cao, just let nature take its course."

Cao Ziren naturally knew of these principles. He nodded his head and asked Yan Beihui: "I wonder when Hero will be able to start casting the spell?"

Yan Beihui said, "Today, when Yin Qi is at its peak, it is time!" Upon hearing that it was a child, Cao Ziren did not quite understand. He asked, "This child was at the time when Yin Qi was at its densest. This is the time to cast the spell …" Although he did not finish his sentence, the meaning behind his words was obvious.

To this question, Yan Bei Guihui knew that he would ask, and said: "These vengeful spirits are different from normal ghosts. Compared to the sunlight, they are more afraid of the other kind of ghost's yin energy! If I am not wrong, tonight's yin aura will definitely be stronger than in the long term, and this technique will be even more effective! "

He said the last part to Ding Hong.

When Ding Hong heard this, he pondered for a moment before asking, "Is it because of that Xiluo Curse?"

Yan Beigui chuckled and said, "This Xiluo spell seems to have been severely injured. I'll arrange it and take good care of him tonight!"

Cao Ziren was extremely happy to hear that his son had been saved. Upon hearing Yan Beihui say the word "prepare", he hurriedly asked, "Does Hero need anything?"

After thinking for a moment, Yan Beihui said: "I heard that Mr. Cao's reputation here is very high. I would like to ask you to inform the people of the town that you must not come out tonight. And try to buy as much yellow paper as possible, sprinkling it on every street in the town! I can prepare the rest myself. "

Although he didn't say much, he had a lot to do. After Cao Ziren heard this and nodded his head, he then hurriedly went to make the arrangements.

Ding Hong and Yan Beigui were the only two left in the large study room. Yan Beihui touched his sword and his mood sank into an indescribable excitement.

It had been ten years since he left the Great Void Sect to travel! However, ten years might be long, but it was also short. On the road, many monsters and monsters had been tamed. However, if one were to speak in terms of strength, it would be the same two that he had met yesterday.

Although one was already dead, this other definitely wasn't easy to deal with either. As he thought about it, waves of pain came from his shoulder.

"Motherf * cker, this wound is really deep!" Yan Beigui couldn't help but curse.

Seeing how strong he was, Ding Hong smiled and said, "Fellow's character is really tenacious."

Yan Beigui smiled and said, "How can I have you, Fellow Taoist Feng? Yesterday, you were slapped by that ghost. It seems like you are almost done."

If he didn't mention this, Ding Hong really had forgotten. After feeling it for a while, the pain was no longer that intense. He could not help but think of the Fou Blood Talisman.

He waved his hand and asked, "I'm afraid that Xiluo Zero Curse has some plans for tonight. What do you plan to do?"

Yan Beigui said: "If I want to use my sect's secret technique to treat that resentful baby, I'll probably need an hour. During this time, I hope that fellow cultivator can defend against the Hundred Devils!"

"And after that?" Ding Hong frowned.

Yan Beigui rubbed his hands and chuckled, "After I remove the resentment from the infant, I will merge it with my Great Void Sect's secret array. At that time, I can destroy the Xiluo Curse in one fell swoop!"

Hearing his words, Ding Hong, who was also young and full of vigor, shouted, "Alright!"

Yan Beihui touched the bronze sword in his hand and said, "My sect will go prepare it now!"

Ding Hong nodded his head and prepared to cast the spell with Yan Beigui at night.

In the evening, the sky was still gloomy and the sun could not be seen. The room was still damp, and many servants had come outside to take a breather. At noon, they received a message from the butler that the town had not been clean recently. A Warlock was hunting ghosts tonight, telling the ordinary people not to wander around as they pleased. Although the servants were complaining, they did not dare to say it out loud. They could only whisper to each other.

It was said that the sun had set in the western mountains and the sky had darkened. It was now the evening of the tenth day.

Due to Cao Ziren's announcement, the whole town had become quiet. Even the cries of children in the past had disappeared. The only sound that could be heard was the patter of rain. Occasionally, there would be a loud clap of thunder that would illuminate the entire sky.

Ding Hong was sitting on top of an attic in the Cao family holding his Heavenly Jade Flute. It was raining heavily as he looked around.

By sitting there, he could see most of the time.

The street was now filled with yellow talismans, but they were already soaked. The dyes on them had already begun to fall off, slowly forming ribbons along the way. However, these ribbons were emitting a faint yellow light, as if they were protecting the town.

In some dark corners, there were a few indistinct things. However, when Ding Hong turned his head to take a closer look, he couldn't see anything.

Ding Hong suddenly raised the Heavenly Jade Flute in his hand and blew on it.

Indeed, the sound of palace, business, horn, micro, and feather wasn't too hard to make. The current Ding Hong could already slowly grasp the trick within, and the music he was playing wasn't that frightening.

Not too far away from the pavilion, the young girl in the ancient temple was standing there, lost in thought as she stared in the direction of Ding Hong.

Suddenly, Xu Si came out from a nearby room, put on a piece of clothes, and said, "Miss, let's go in. The sky is cold."

The young lady tidied up the clothes and said with a smile: "Uncle Xu, you didn't sleep last night, so why didn't you sleep well?"

Xu Si sighed and said: "Looking at how Young Noble Yan and Young Noble Yan are, I'm afraid that the ruckus tonight is even worse than last night. How … how could I dare to sleep here?!"

The young girl thought for a moment. That was true. Yan Bei had specially come to say that it would be a little unsettled tonight. She told them not to come out tonight. She stretched out her hand to catch a few drops of rain, then said, "Let's go back to our room."

Xu Que nodded and watched her enter his room. He then looked at the place where Ding Hong was playing the flute and returned to his own room.

On the pavilion, Yan Beigui suddenly emerged from his room and stood at the balcony on the second floor as he shouted, "Fellow Taoist Feng, we're all ready. We've been waiting for a while!"

Ding Hong stopped playing the flute and said with a smile, "I will definitely not cause any trouble in the middle."

When Yan Beihui heard this, he laughed heartily and entered the house again.

Ding Hong stood up and looked at the rain in the sky.

He did not know if it was an illusion, but the rain was heavier.

Many places in the Cao family had lanterns lit up, and some hidden places even had yellow talismans drawn by Yan Beihui. Many cultivators knew how to draw talismans, and Ding Hong had also wanted to learn it. However, he discovered that no matter how he drew, the talismans he drew were useless, so he gave up.

Ding Hong's pavilion was in the backyard of Cao family's Mansion. Yan Beihui and the baby Cao Zijian were inside. However, there was one small episode that surprised Ding Hong. It was that Cao Ziren took some gold powder and wrote a few Buddhist scriptures in many places in the pavilion.

"The me of the past, how could I have thought that I would experience such a mysterious thing?"

He sighed and stopped thinking about those things. Concentrating and communicating with the spiritual force of heaven and earth, he shouted, "Open!"

"Sou sou sou!" Eight sounds, it was still seven illusory swords. A phoenix shaped Ever-Flame Sword suddenly shot out from the void and slowly rotated above Ding Hong's head.

After yesterday's bitter battle, Ding Hong had accidentally comprehended some of the techniques used in the Eight Trigrams Sword Formation. Today, he could make use of these ghosts to test out their strength!

The thunder continued to clap in the sky. Ding Hong stood high up in the pavilion, and it could be said that he could see the entire Cao family very clearly.

Suddenly, someone screamed in the upper right corner of the Cao family's corridor. Ding Hong frowned and withdrew his sword formation. His body moved and he ran out from the room.

When he reached the corridor, he saw red blood flowing through the rain water. There was a red mark in the corridor, the mark of something being dragged away.

Ding Hong's heart tightened as he thought to himself, "It's here!"

He jumped onto the roof and shouted anxiously, "No one is allowed to go out!"

In the afternoon, Yan Beigui had spent a lot of energy and put a yellow talisman on every room's door. This was to protect the ghosts from intruding, but once they left the room, what would be the result …

As he thought about it, Ding Hong couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

"Hmm?"

He suddenly infused his sword qi into the flute and stabbed it a few feet behind him!

With a "wu" sound, a black wind surged. Accompanied by a strange scream, a black shadow twisted a few times before transforming into an extremely miserable face of death. Monstrous Face's eyes were gouged out, and his nose was cut off, as if he had no tongue, he screamed out, "Why do you want me to take the blame? Why do you want me to take the blame!? Why! Why! "I can't accept this, I can't accept this …"

The ghost face screamed miserably, but it turned into a black fog and dispersed shortly after.

After hearing what Demon Face said just now, Ding Hong's heart was in turmoil. There were too many wrongdoers in this world to count, but who knew if they were right or wrong?

"Sigh." Ding Hong sighed and stopped thinking about those things.

"Ta, ta, ta …"

The sound of footsteps came from afar, slow and steady, heard clearly in the rainy night. Ding Hong went off in search of the voice but did not find any figure.

"Ta, ta, ta" sounds continuously rang out from the surroundings, as though it was rain. It was difficult to distinguish them clearly.

"It's still not time yet, what if it was time?" Ding Hong frowned as he thought of this.

Daoist Flowing Cloud suddenly flew into the air while stepping on a longsword. He shouted, "What monster!? "How dare you mess around under my nose!" His hand did not hesitate as well. He pinched a yellow talisman, and with a blow of the talisman, it actually began to burn within the rain.

After the yellow talisman was ignited, Daoist Liu Yun threw it back and chanted, "Urgently go!"

With a "whoosh", the yellow talisman suddenly turned into a red sharp sword, flying back and forth in the Cao family's mansion. When he passed by a pond, the sharp sword drawn by the Yellow Talisman shone even brighter as it stabbed into the pond.

With a "puchi", many steam came out of the pool. Then, with a miserable scream, there was no more movement.

It was raining.

It was raining, of course, because it never stopped.

Daoist Liuyun's sword stopped in the air, and he stared coldly at Ding Hong. The surrounding temperature seemed to have dropped a little because of this, and he said, "With this kind of cultivation, you also want to learn the way of exterminating devils, what a shame!"

He looked down at Ding Hong from a high vantage point and felt a sense of pride.

Ding Hong looked at him a few times, but didn't bother to pay him any attention. Ever since he had fused with the Fou talisman, he had also started to slowly understand the Fou talisman of the Blood and Fire. The rapid recovery of his body and the healing of his internal injuries during the previous tribulation showed him the true wonders of the Blood Fou Talisman.

To a certain extent, Ding Hong would not die!

Except, of course, for that exaggerated way of dying. Even though his physical injuries had been healed, some of his spiritual acupoints that were connected with the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth were still injured.

The reason why Ding Hong did not find out the location of the ghosts and eliminate them in an instant just like Daoist Flowing Cloud was because he wanted to preserve his strength as much as possible, so that he could use his full strength when the situation was dire.

Now that this Daoist Flowing Cloud had come over to show off, he was too lazy to even pay any attention to Ning.

Seeing that Ding Hong was ignoring him, Daoist Liu Yun's eyes became colder. He snorted and did not stay any longer, riding his sword and leaving the area. Even though he had left, his voice was slow as he said, "I'm in a hurry to leave because I have something to attend to, so I'll give you two kids a chance!"

Ding Hong looked at the direction Liu Yun left in and was puzzled. This old Daoist always gave him a mysterious feeling. Just where was this mysterious feeling?

Retracting his thoughts and calming his emotions, he thought to himself, "The time has almost come. I'll start preparing as well!"

He forced himself to forget his surroundings, the sound of the rain, and even his own existence.

He imagined himself fusing with the heavens, fusing with the earth, and fusing with the eight swords in his body!

Suddenly, Ding Hong fiercely opened his eyes. "Mysterious Sword Formation, activate!"

Whoosh.

A lot of the spiritual energy in the surroundings poured into his body, and Ding Hong instantly felt a swelling pain. He did not dare stop and quickly communicated with his mind, instantly summoning eight swords.

This time, the moment the eight swords appeared, they didn't form the usual Tai Chi Diagram. They revolved above Ding Hong's head. Instead, they flew in eight different directions, slowly dissipating in the air.

The Mysterious Sword Formation was connected to Ding Hong's consciousness, and even combined with the spiritual force of heaven and earth, it was equivalent to eight of him! As for Ding Hong, after the eight swords were released, he suddenly felt a wave of absent-mindedness and almost fell to the ground.

He frowned and quickly took out the bottle that he had brought down from Penglai and drank a few mouthfuls of the liquid. After drinking it, he checked and found that he had already used more than half of it! He could not help but be speechless, thinking that he had to use less in the future.

He gathered his energy and poured the Sword Qi into the Heavenly Jade Bow.

He narrowed his eyes and jumped down from the rooftop. After passing through two corridors, he stabbed a flute into an ancient tree. Before the flute had arrived, the sword qi had arrived! With a "pu" sound, a hole appeared in the ancient tree, and balls of black blood began to flow out. The ancient tree trembled even more.

After the inhalation, a bitter and hideous face appeared on the tree. As soon as it appeared, it bit at Ding Hong, but how could Ding Hong let it get close?

His body retreated, and with a turn of his wrist, another flute flew towards the ghost face.

The sword Qis seemed to stab into water as they let out a "plop" before disappearing into the night without a sound or trace.

Ding Hong retracted his sword qi. He thought to himself: "Why is there only this kind of troublesome little character?"

Suddenly, his heart stirred. It was the water sword in the west. It was actually fighting with something. It seemed to be at a disadvantage. Without hesitation, he jumped onto the roof and rushed towards the west.

However, when he was halfway there, a ray of virtual light flew over from the west and directly entered the space around Ding Hong.

Upon seeing this sight, Ding Hong froze in his tracks, his eyes fixated on a spot not too far away.

Ding Hong was slightly stunned. "You broke my water sword?"

Even if this water sword was only an illusion, it was still the sword intent of the Sword Emperor. Ordinary demons and devils would be injured if they got close to it, let alone the water sword that was infused with Ding Hong's consciousness and had also absorbed the Spiritual Energy of Heaven and Earth.

However, the more he thought about it, the brighter Ding Hong's eyes became.

"Xiluo Zero Curse!"

Just as he was thinking about the Xiluo Curse, a mass of black fog suddenly surged out from afar. The black fog slowly shrank and eventually formed into a man wearing a black cloak. The man only revealed his hands, which were like dried snake skin. They were placed on both sides of his waist.

From the looks of it, his arms were like snakes.

boom rumble rumble *

The sound of natural thunder illuminated the black-cloaked man as well. However, Ding Hong could only see the cloaked man's pair of yellowish eyes under the illumination of the lightning.

The black cloak suddenly raised his right hand, as if strangling Ding Hong. Suddenly, he moved. He was like a boulder that had remained unmoved for ten thousand years, falling to the ground due to the mud avalanche.

"My brother, my brother!"

As he moved, he mumbled indistinctly, as if he really could make Xiluo perk up. Hearing him mutter this way, Ding Hong was sure that he was Xiluo's Zero Curse!

Originally, when Ding Hong saw Xiluo's incantation, he was just on guard. However, after he repeated it a few times, Ding Hong suddenly realized that the surrounding Yin Qi had become much heavier.

However, before Xiluo's Zero Curse could be recited, the surrounding Miasma became denser!

Upon realizing this, Ding Hong was shocked and dared not allow him to continue on like this. He raised the flute and stabbed forward viciously.

When Xiluo's Zero Curse saw Ding Hong coming towards it, it did not stop. With a wave of its left hand, five ghosts suddenly flew out and blocked Ding Hong's path.

When Ding Hong saw these ghosts, he did not stop. With a flick of his wrist, a normal "Moon Seizing" sword move immediately destroyed two of them. But seeing this, the other three didn't retreat and continued to charge forward.

If these ghosts pounced on him, his mind would definitely be damaged, and he would be able to control those with weaker minds. Ding Hong still had injuries on his body, and the consequences would be unimaginable if this ghost possessed him. However, Xiluo's Zero Curse must not continue like this.

A light flashed in Ding Hong's eyes and he immediately made a decision. He raised his left hand and formed a sword sign. The Heavenly Jade Flute in his right hand swept through the two ghosts, while his left hand pointed at Xiluo's Zero Curse.

"Buzz!"

A wave of ripples suddenly appeared in the space in front of Xiluo. Before he could even react, a fire phoenix suddenly appeared within the ripples and passed through his body!

"Ha …" Xiluo let out a strange scream, then instantly turned into a lump of black fog and disappeared.

Although this attack had wounded Xiluo's Curse, Ding Hong still stopped, allowing a ghost to invade from behind. The ghost spread out its hands and pounced towards Ding Hong. After coming into contact with Ding Hong, it instantly disappeared without a trace.

"Ugh!" Ding Hong unconsciously uttered.

After being invaded by the vengeful spirit, he couldn't help but feel a bit absent-minded as he spoke some inexplicable words, as if his entire being was no longer under his control.

At this moment, he was in the air. Without any thought to guide his strength, he fell down heavily onto a wall and fell into a yard on his side.

He had been in the rain for a long time, and now that he was on the ground, the dirt on his body fell and covered his face. The Cao family had already received a message from the housekeeper that they were not allowed to go out during the night. In addition to the strange sounds they had just heard, it was extremely quiet at this moment.

Suddenly, Ding Hong's right hand moved. He raised his Heavenly Jade Flute and saw that it was trying to stab him to death.

But his hands were clearly shaking violently, as though there was another force trying to block them.

However, after a moment of trembling, he actually stopped. He raised his hand a little higher and stabbed down viciously!

The blurry Ding Hong seemed to have sensed something and quietly sighed.

"Whoosh!" an inscription flying knife suddenly flew out from an unknown place and fiercely nailed Ding Hong's hand. Ding Hong's hand was carried by the flying knife and he was sent flying to the side. Coincidentally, there was a tree beside him and it was nailed directly to it!

After the flying knife landed on Ding Hong's hand, the inscriptions on it emitted a golden light. The strange thing was that as the rain washed over the light, it turned into a viscous golden liquid that slowly flowed down.

The golden colored liquid did not flow aimlessly, but rather consciously chose a few spiritual acupoints and seeped in.

After the time it took to make a cup of tea, the flying dagger received a call. It retreated and flew back to a certain place. As soon as the flying knife left Ding Hong's arm, the wound on his arm began to slowly heal. Not long later, as usual, the wound could not be seen.

Perhaps it was because of the heavy rain, but no one realized what was happening here.

Ding Hong suddenly moved. He crawled up from the ground and got up from the ground in a daze. He could not recall anything about what had happened just now. He only felt that he had been controlled along the way.

Thinking that he was being controlled, Ding Hong couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself.

However, this could not be said to be lacking in wisdom. In fact, it was because he was injured by Xiluo's Zero Curse yesterday and was easily invaded by the Yin Spirit.

"Aiya, Yan Beihui!"

Ding Hong finally returned to his senses. He thought about how there were many Yin Spirits at this moment. If he accidentally let Xiluo's Zero Curse enter his body, he would be a sinner! Thinking of this, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

Not caring about the dirt on his body and how he managed to get rid of the Yin Spirit, he picked up the Heavenly Jade Flute and hurried back to the pavilion.

Arriving at the front of the pavilion, he discovered that the door was still tightly shut. From time to time, a faint golden light would shine out from the room, as if it was saying to Ding Hong, "Everything is fine here." Seeing this scene, Ding Hong could not help but heave a sigh of relief.

The surrounding rain continued to fall. As Ding Hong stood in front of the pavilion, the filth on his body couldn't help but be washed away.

When he thought about how he could only start casting magic when he returned to Yanbei, Ding Hong could not help but think, "I don't know how long I was unconscious for, but I can't judge the time anymore. I don't know when the time will come."

The more he thought about it, the longer time passed. After waiting like this for nearly an hour, he suddenly felt the temperature in his surroundings plummet. Even the dark clouds in the sky seemed to have been affected by the cold air, as the rain got heavier.

Each drop of rain was ridiculously large, and as they fell on his body, he felt a sense of pain. Due to the continuous rainfall, many parts of the Cao family mansion had become small pools.

Suddenly, Yanbei returned to his pavilion and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Feng, the time has come to protect me!"

After hearing that, Ding Hong replied in a clear voice, "No problem!"

After he finished speaking, he allowed his mind to calm down, and then summoned the profound sword formation, each guarding one side. As for him, he leapt to the top of the building and carefully observed his surroundings.

"Great Void Sect, Soul-Cleansing Art!" Yan Beihui's voice was thick and loud, so loud that even Ding Hong, who was standing outside the door, could hear it.

After Yanbei finished his incantation, Ding Hong immediately felt many objects that repelled the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth approaching him. And when he roughly counted, there were actually over a hundred!

Seeing this situation, Ding Hong couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. No wonder Yan Beigui wanted to extract Cao Zijian's resentment and inject it into a formation to annihilate a hundred ghosts.

After Ding Hong sensed the surrounding hundred ghosts, he thought to himself, "Fortunately, I just wounded Xiluo's Zero Curse. Otherwise, the situation would be even more complicated than it is now."

However, Ding Hong had always believed that there was a way to deal with this situation. Although there were many ghosts here, he wasn't necessarily afraid of them.

He sat on the roof and allowed the profound sword formation to control itself, preventing the surrounding hundred ghosts from invading.

Many parts of the town were already covered with talismans, allowing them to slightly resist ghosts. However, thinking about the reason why these ghosts would appear, it was probably because of Xiluo's Zero Curse. And as a member of the Ghost Clan, Xiluo's Zero Curse was naturally not as sharp as a human's mind. It would force others to do the same thing as holding Ding Hong and Yanbei hostage. Therefore, Ding Hong and Yan Beihui were not worried about the people from Cao family or the town.

Not far from the pavilion, there was a small courtyard. Xu Si, that young girl, and the young girl's brother were living in the courtyard. At this moment, Xu Si was alone in his room. He could hear the sound of people wailing in pain, and he was scared to the extreme. One of them was hiding at the foot of his bed and shivering.

Suddenly, there was a vague shadow outside the window. When it walked, it did not make any sound, nor did it fluctuate. It was as if it was floating. At first, Shadow was just passing by, but he was heading towards Ding Hong's pavilion.

But when the shadow was halfway there, it suddenly let out an "ah!" sound. It was because the weather was too cold, causing Xu Si to unconsciously sneeze. The moment the voice was heard, the silhouette outside the window stopped in its tracks, slowly turning around to look at the interior of the house.

Xu Si was scared silly, hurriedly using both hands to cover his mouth, his entire body trembling even more.

The shadow looked at it for a while, but did not enter. It turned its head and continued to walk towards Ding Hong.

Seeing this, Xu Si couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, but he still didn't dare to let go of his hands. He tightly clenched his mouth, deeply afraid that he would do something inexplicable again.

After staying like this for a while, Xu Si finally felt a bit more relaxed. He stood up, hesitated for a moment, then leaned close to the door and looked out. The reason he was so bold was because he couldn't be at ease with his young mistress.

How could a young girl not be afraid when thinking about how he, a dignified man, was so afraid? Initially, when Yan Bei had explained it to them, he had thought that it would at most be like yesterday. But who would have thought that it would be such a terrifying scene?

Even if there were five shadows passing by the door, there were at least two or three of them.

The more he thought about it, the more scared Xu Si became. Besides, he hadn't heard anything for so long. Had something bad happened?

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, tore open the yellow talisman and pushed open the door!

When the door opened, a gust of cold air hit Xu Si, causing him to shiver uncontrollably. He stood inside the door and looked out. When he was sure nothing was wrong, he stepped forward and prepared to go next door and find their young lady.

However, the moment his foot stepped out, a female ghost in red suddenly pounced over.

Ah!" When Xu Si saw this thing, his pupils abruptly constricted and his body instantly lost all reaction.

"Be careful, Uncle Xu!"

The young girl unexpectedly walked out of the room through the wall. She held a painting in her hand and shone it in the direction of the red-clothed female ghost. When the painting was opened, a large golden hand reached out and grabbed the red-dressed ghost girl. With a 'whoosh', the hand was pulled into the painting! Seeing the ghost girl being pulled inside, she quickly closed it.

Arriving in front of Xu Si, who had already collapsed, he helped him up and carried him through the wall back to their room.

In the room, the child was already asleep. The young girl helped Xu Si onto a chair, gave him a cup of tea and asked anxiously, "Uncle Xu, Uncle Xu, are you alright?"

The girl shouted for a while before Xu Si finally regained his senses. Seeing her, he stood up and looked at her before asking anxiously, "Miss, are you alright?"

The girl let out a sigh of relief as she saw Qin Wentian sober up. "I have the painting, so naturally, nothing will happen to me." Her tone changed, "On the other hand, Uncle Xu, why did you come out? Didn't Great Hero Yan say that he can't come out? "

Xu Si lowered his head and said, "I … I'm worried about the young mistress."

The girl shook her head as she looked at the scroll in her hand. She said in a low voice, "With the fixed sky painting in my hand, I'm afraid there are very few people in this world who can really hurt me."

Xu Si looked at the painting and was about to speak when suddenly, a knocking sound came from the door. Following that, a man's voice rang out, "Is Mister Xu well?"

It was Ding Hong's voice.

Upon hearing that it was him, the young girl couldn't help but frown. Thinking of the importance of the painting in her hands, she said, "Uncle Xu just received some fright a moment ago, so he's already fine."

Ding Hong, who was standing outside the door, heard her say this so he did not ask any further. He said, "That's good. It's already time. It's very dangerous. I hope you guys won't come out."

The girl said, "Got it."

Ding Hong stood at the door for a while longer before returning to the pavilion.

Earlier, when he saw Xu Si opening the door and coming out from the pavilion, he had rushed there in a hurry to save him. It was because he saw the Yin Spirit that was hiding at the side. However, what he didn't expect was that the young girl actually went through the wall and used a painting scroll to silently capture the Yin Spirit.

This made Ding Hong wonder what kind of magic treasure it was. However, from the young girl's attitude, Ding Hong knew that she seemed to be afraid of this point, so he didn't force her into a difficult position and took the opportunity to leave.

The eight swords guarding the eight directions continued to move, and Ding Hong could feel that the number of Yin Qi was becoming fewer and fewer. However, every time one of them disappeared, another group would appear. As a result, Ding Hong's Mysterious Sword Formation's strength became weaker and weaker. In the end, only Li Huo and Ka Shui were still supporting.

Water countered Fire. The Ever-Flame Sword spun continuously in the rain, the flames on its body weakening by quite a bit. It was swaying back and forth, as if it was going to be extinguished in the next moment. On the other hand, the water sword seemed to show some signs of strengthening?

Seeing this situation, he thought that he had to deal with Xiluo's Curse later. It would not be good to damage the eight swords, so he retracted them.

Xiluo's Zero Curse definitely had more than this little bit of skill. Yesterday, Xiluo's final "Ghost Slaughterer" spell had severely injured the two of them. Xiluo's Zero Curse was the full brother, and his strength definitely surpassed his.

Most of the time had already passed, and the time that Yan Beihui had mentioned was almost up. As long as he could persevere for a while, Yanbei would finish casting the spell and infuse the vengeful aura into the formation. At that time, the threat that Xiluo Curse posed to them would lessen slightly.

"I, Xiluo Zero, am the forward general of Xiluo. How could I be humiliated by you mortals with low cultivation?!"

"First you kill me, Ah Di. After you humiliate me, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces and sink into the Hades' Land forever!"

"Die!"

"Die!"

The ground in front of the pavilion suddenly trembled, and a bone snake with a head of about twenty feet drilled out from the ground. It had two long teeth in its mouth, one above and one below. It looked extremely terrifying.

Seeing such a monster, Ding Hong's facial expression changed involuntarily. If someone were to come and take care of him, he was afraid that this ancient snake would take care of him. He didn't hesitate and decided to lure him out of Cao family first.

With a light body, he chose an uninhabited corridor or wall and ran outside.

As soon as the bone snake came out, it saw him as a living being. Seeing that he was about to run away, it twisted its body and dragged its nearly hundred feet long body out from the ground, chasing after him. The bone snake was relentlessly pursuing him. Moreover, wherever Ding Hong went, it was basically pressing him down. Like this, many of the walls, flower ponds, and trees were flattened by the ancient serpents!

When Ding Hong saw this scene, he could not help but be aghast. Fortunately, this place was relatively close to the back wall. He hurriedly crossed the outer wall and arrived outside the Cao family.

Clang!

It was Ding Hong who walked too close to the door. When the bone snake came out, it directly crushed the door. He looked back as soon as he heard the sound and saw the door was crushed and broke into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, it was a rainy day, so he could not see through his embarrassment.

After the Bone Snake had left the Cao family's mansion, Ding Hong had the opportunity to make a move. Although he didn't know which was the stronger and which was the weaker one, he still escaped before the fight even began. What was this?

"Cough." He let out a dry cough. After summoning the Yin Yang sword formation, he infused his sword qi into the Heavenly Jade flute and confronted the ancient serpent.

The Bone Snake was not afraid when it saw the Mysterious Sword Formation above his head. It opened and closed its mouth as if it wanted to give it a try.

"Crack! Crack!" The bone snake was the first to move. It opened its mouth wide and lifted up high, pressing down in the blink of an eye.

Just a moment ago, the Bone Snake had only been passing by the courtyard wall, but it had already been crushed to pieces. Now, it was using its full strength. One could imagine how much force it had used to suppress the snake. Ding Hong was not stupid. He didn't try to block the attack and quickly retreated.

With a "hong" sound, a huge crater appeared where Ding Hong was just standing, and two long teeth of the bone snake had left two deep holes the size of wooden barrels in the crater.

Seeing the hole, Ding Hong could not help but exclaim how dangerous it was. The ancient snake raised its head again, and suddenly its tail retracted forward, its upper part leaning back. From his movements, it seemed that he wanted to borrow the strength of his body to pounce at an extremely high speed.

After guessing his intentions, Ding Hong's facial expression changed. If he were to do his best and accumulate all his strength, wouldn't he also have to go to the Hades Palace to retrieve the Book of Life and Death?

Although the bone snake was a bit large, it was still a snake. He hurriedly adjusted his stance and used the sword technique in his left hand to point at the fatal point.

"Buzz!" Yet another strange ripple spread through the air. Back then, Xiluo Zero Curse could not be dodged, but how could this bone snake? With a "Ling" sound, the Ever-Flame Sword suddenly flew out and fiercely stabbed into the Bone Snake's body.

"Crack crack."

The body of the bone snake suddenly stopped. A few cracks had actually appeared on its bones after the thrust of the Ever-Flame Sword.

Ding Hong's eyes lit up. Without any hesitation, he turned his left hand, drew a picture of Yin and Yang with his right hand, and pushed it towards the crack on the bone snake's body.

As soon as the Yin-Yang Image appeared, Ding Hong could not help but feel joyful. However, just as this joy surged in his heart, he heard Yan Beihui's voice shouting, "Fellow Taoist Xiaofeng, be careful behind you!"

When he heard Yan Beihui's voice, Ding Hong's previous sense of joy instantly disappeared without a trace. He knew that there was definitely a sneak attack from behind and used all his strength to roll to the side.

However, even though his reaction was extremely fast, he was still injured by the person behind him. His right arm was pierced by a dense bone sword, and with a lift, a large chunk of flesh was actually cut off!

Ah!" Ding Hong could not help but cry out in pain.

Yan Beihui rushed over from afar. When he saw Ding Hong like this, his heart instantly became anxious. He shouted loudly, "Ghosts, prepare to die!" Raising the bronze longsword in his hand, his Dharmic Incantation lit up and the bronze sword immediately transformed into a streak of profound light as it flew out.

The one who ambushed Ding Hong was the black cloaked Xiluo Zero Curse! When he saw Yan Beigui execute his Dao Arts, he chuckled and retreated. His body actually turned into a mass of black fog in the blink of an eye.

swish *

The profound beam of light pierced through the black mist, causing a strong wind to blow away all of the surrounding rain water. However, the black mist was not damaged at all. It was only slightly dispersed by the profound light, and in the next moment, it had actually reassembled back into the Xiluo Curse.

Xiluo opened his hands and moved his lips, which were hiding in the darkness. Then, he lifted his head and let out a cold, miserable cry.

When Yan Beigui heard this, his blood surged and he almost lost control of it. Luckily, he had used all his strength to suppress it, but even so, he still suffered some injuries.

If he was in this state, how could he compare to Ding Hong, who was injured and had fought continuously for such a long time? He immediately spat out a mouthful of blood, which was washed away by the rain and scattered everywhere around him. He looked extremely terrifying.

However, Xiluo's movement seemed to be an omen. Just as the shouts stopped, Ding Hong and Yan Beihui could feel the surrounding Miasma multiply, even the rain turned into hail!

"Huff!" "Huff!"

Many rotting men suddenly appeared from the ground in the surroundings, and there were shadows flickering in the distance. From the looks of it, they were most likely ghosts or ghosts.

As a monk, Yan Bei's eyes were naturally sharp. Seeing the changes in his surroundings and seeing that Ding Hong was injured, he thought to himself, "Now, I can only activate the Great Void Sect's array earlier. It's just that the resentment of that child is not completely resolved yet.

Thinking of this, Yan Beihui no longer hesitated and pointed at the bronze sword that had flown out, "Return!"

With two buzzing sounds, the bronze sword that was deeply embedded in a rock flew out and returned into Yan Beihui's hands. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwenwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuu After Yan Beigui obtained the bronze sword, he twisted his wrist and fiercely slashed at his left arm, creating a gaping hole half an inch deep!

The moment the gash was opened, the flesh around him was torn apart by the strain of his muscles!

"Great Void Sect, Absolute Formation!" Kill all the monsters in the world! "Open!"

"Great Void Sect, Absolute Formation!" Kill all the monsters in the world! "OPEN …" The surrounding unexpectedly echoed several times.

The blood on Yan Beihui's hand gushed out of the wound like a fountain, but when it reached the height of his head, it suddenly disappeared without a trace. No one knew where it had gone. Then, he took out a small bottle and opened the bottle stopper to release a cloud of black mist. The mist was just like the blood from before, rising to a level with his head before dispersing.

When Xiluo saw his actions, he knew that he was risking his life for this final fight. However, he still disdained it, as if this was a very laughable matter to him. He coldly said: "The secret technique of our Xiluo Clan, Thousand Ghosts Wind, how can a mere mortal like you … "What!?" Before he could finish his words, he saw the scene in the sky and could not help but be shocked.

It turned out that in the sky, there was actually a strange formation pattern slowly swimming about. In addition, as soon as the rainwater touched the formation, it was instantly vaporized.

Xiluo was shocked, "Yin Yang Qi! How is this possible!? "How can there be an array formation that can direct Yin-Yang energy?!"

Despite the deep wound, Yan Bei still maintained his calm. Standing in the rain, he sneered and said, "The secret technique of the Great Void Sect is the ancient inheritance formation! Once again, the secrets within are something that you ghosts know. "

He raised his sword