Chapter 1846： Werewolf 1

Sure enough, it is evil!

At the request of Ye Shaoyang, Lao Guo immediately drove to catch up. Ye Shaoyang took out a magical character, scratched his fingertips, drew a few strokes on the blood, quickly folded it into a paper crane, and recited the spell. He took a breath and flew out of the window.

The paper crane flew away, chasing the bird, flew over the top of a building one after the other and disappeared into sight.

Ye Shaoyang and Lao Guo pushed the door together and flew in the direction of the disappearance of the bird, and plunged into a hutong.

Ye Shaoyang took out the yin and yang disk and chased it according to the direction of the pointer, and stood at the corner of an alley. There is a tree at the corner, and Ye Shaoyang looks down at a bunch of confetti under the tree. He looks up and is a torn paper crane.

Ye Shaoyang looked up and looked at the tree. A red shadow, with a sigh of evil, rushed down from the tree. Ye Shaoyang shunned sideways and turned to look at it. It was the blood bird, one raising his hand, three charms. Flying out, the left hand is constantly printing, controlling the three charms, forming a seal, surrounding the blood bird before and after, rotating.

The blood bird was blocked and fluttered. The blood in the hair overflowed and turned toward the spirit.

Ye Shaoyang snorted, waved the soul, tied the blood bird, pulled it to his side, and stared at it, not a bird, but a bat with two rows of staggered fangs on his mouth, looking like no Awkward.

Blood bat?

Ye Shaoyang looked at it carefully, and felt that it was not like the kind of blood bat that he had seen. He had no eyes. The blood bat in front of him was small, but he had eyes of the same size as two people, and even some people had the same gaze.

Ye Shaoyang just wants to see what it is. This blood bat suddenly **** its wings, turns into a human figure, shakes its body, tries to break the **** of the soul, and leaves Ye Shaoyang where to let him go, the curse in the mouth, the more and more tight, the tears The flesh of the bat.

"what……"

The blood bat screamed like a rat, and a **** spurt in the open mouth slid toward the distance.

Ye Shaoyang's left hand was printed, and the blood was caught in the air with a suffocating air. The blood gas rushed for a long time, and he could not go out. Ye Shaoyang was about to destroy it. He suddenly remembered the voice of Lao Guo: "Shaoyang, no!"

Ye Shaoyang suddenly understood, let go of the hand, let the blood gas go to the distance, and the soul of the soul was stirred up, the blood bat immediately bursting with flesh and blood, and the life was hanged.

"Just that was the letter of the letter." Lao Guo said, "I deliberately let you let go, chasing is not catching up, but at least you can lead more to see what these evil things are."

Then he looked up and saw Ye Shaoyang glance: "You are careful."

"I am afraid that they will not come." Ye Shaoyang turned around and looked around. Here are all hutongs. Most of them are self-built houses. The second floor is small, the space is very narrow. Ye Shaoyang thought about it and retired from the hutong. Go out and come to the Sancha intersection outside. There are not many people here, but there are always a few pedestrians.

Lao Guo looked around and said: "Can you be a battlefield here?"

"Only here." Ye Shaoyang retired to a tree under the edge of the tree, reached out to touch the nails, and did not touch it for a long time. Then I remembered that the nail was given to Xie Yuqing, and I had to feel a bag of incense ash to the wall. For the core, sprinkle a circle, the characters are printed.

"Tai Shang San Qing out of the cloud hall, Yunhua hangs down Wan Jianming, a little fragrant fly flying thousands of miles, mountains and high water far away from people! The Quartet Emperor, the Ministry of the Ministry of God, rush as a law!"

After reading, Ye Shaoyang hand-held the seven-star Longquan sword, smashing a sword against the front, relying on the curse to create a gap in the space, the local space is distorted, and the two sides are not connected.

Ye Shaoyang smashed a sword against the left and right sides. The back is the wall. The space in the front and rear directions creates cracks and forms a closed enchantment. Because the space is distorted, ordinary people can't see the inside from the outside. Anyone who passes by in the vicinity will be led to the front like a ghost, and will not come to it.

Separation of the ground, this is the magic of the Taoist priests above the card, using the distortion of the space, forcibly blocking the pedestrians close, generally have to go with the evils in the place where pedestrians pass by, in order to avoid being ordinary When people see it, they are forced to use it. The mana cost is not to be counted. However, Ye Shaoyang is a spiritual fairy after all, and it is no problem to maintain it for one or twenty minutes.

It was not long before the enchantment was arranged. The surrounding light suddenly darkened. Ye Shaoyang looked up and saw a black gas, which was floating from a distance, and his heart was tight. "There is such a strong yin, the person is not good."

"Shaoyang, I still hide, lest you have to take care of me." Lao Guo's voice is a bit imaginary.

"Well, you go out and just call Yu Qing, tell her where I am, wait around, don't get too close."

Lao Guo nodded. "There is a bad person, you are careful."

Ye Shaoyang looked at the black air that flew to the top of his head. He blew his head up and said nothing. Everything was in this action.

After Lao Guo went out, Heiyun finally came to the top of Ye Shaoyang’s head and hung it. There were a few pedestrians passing by. I saw this black gas and thought it was a general black cloud. I felt a little strange, but I didn't care too much. I walked over from the side.

The black gas hovered over the head of Ye Shaoyang for a moment, suddenly contracted, and came to Ye Shaoyang, and entered the enchantment of Ye Shaoyang.

Ye Shaoyang raised his hand and hit three magical symbols. He hit the black gas, and the black gas immediately burst open. Dozens of shadows flew over and slammed Ye Shaoyang's door.

Ye Shaoyang hurried back, looking at it, but it was the same blood bat that died in his own hands. At first glance, there were dozens of them.

Ye Shaoyang throws a piece, a magical symbol, and his hands are printed, and he recites the mantra: "Taiji is a fire, fire dances, and Qiankun has a law, and the law is fighting!"

Maoshan Skylights!

The magical character is turned into six, and the bicolor flame is ignited. Like the six-turning light, it surrounds itself and resists the attack of some blood bats. There is no politeness at all, and it takes out the hooks and souls. The blood bat swept through.

These blood bats are obviously not ordinary evils, IQs are still there, and there is no blind attack. There is a degree of advancement and retreat, avoiding the attack of the soul. Ye Shaoyang looks at this situation and feels that they are not trying to desperately, just want to drag themselves. Is there any powerful master behind?

Ye Shaoyang added a bit of suffocation on the hook, and from time to time he knocked down a blood bat.

Lao Guo stood in the distance. After the phone call, he looked down at the corner tree. With his mana, he could only feel the fluctuation of the mana in the enchantment. He didn't know what was going on inside.

(End of this chapter)