The theory of ghosts and gods has existed since ancient times, but in addition to some ghost records, the eagle has never seen a real ghost, even if he is a member of blue sword. I haven't even seen a real ghost, let alone the ghost's voice. So ye Qian's words heard in the eagle's ears that called a wonderful flower, that called a let people feel creepy.

At the moment, the eagle's hands trembled, and the delicious roast pig legs and wine almost fell to the ground.

A pair of eyes that had been able to see far away suddenly froze up. In this way, they looked at Ye Qian with horror, and the feeling was really like seeing a ghost.

"Ghost, ghost voice? Ye Shuai, are you kidding? Where can the ghost have a voice? Besides, I, I have been in blue sword for such a long time, and I have never seen any ghost? "

The eagle began to stammer in his tone.

In fact, from the heart of the eagle, he does not believe that there will be ghosts in this world. Although the blue sword belongs to the Oriental power law enforcement team, the problems they solve are only within the scope of human beings. As for ghosts and gods, let alone the eagle, I'm afraid that even Qin Chuan, the captain of blue sword, has never seen it.

Ye Qian is not surprised at all. After all, ye Qian is the first immortal in the nine realms, not to mention ghosts and gods. Even in Jiuyou Prefecture, ye Qian was also a frequent visitor. Therefore, ye Qian is familiar with the voice of ghosts.

He squinted his eyes and looked at the village at the foot of the mountain. Ye Qian sipped the mellow wine in his hand, and then said to himself, "god eagle, you haven't seen a ghost, but it doesn't mean that the ghost doesn't exist!"

Listening to Ye Qian's words, the eagle's feet began to tremble.

At the moment, the whole Taiping mountain range is full of wind and crane. The eagle only feels the ground shaking under his feet, and the roaring and roaring footsteps are coming one after another, as if coming from all directions.

Gradually, with this burst of footsteps, the whole Taiping mountain seems to be in a state of near collapse.

This terrible feeling scared the eagle to throw away the roast pig leg in his hand and ran towards Ye Qian several steps in a row.

In a panic, the eagle's eyes looked around and nervously grasped Ye Qian's arm and said, "Ye, ye Shuai, this, this voice seems to have a lot of people. What's the matter with this?"

Ye Qian said with a faint smile: "not many people, but many ghosts."

While saying Ye Qian's eyes, he looked back at the eagle with a smile: "Eagle, I remember you said this mountain is an ancient battlefield, right?"

The eagle did not understand Ye Qian's meaning. He nodded and said, "yes, what's the matter?"

At the same time, the eagle seemed to think of something, and looked at Ye Qian with horror on his face. At the moment, the eagle jumped out of his mouth with four words: "Yin soldiers crossing the road?"

It has been said that Yin soldiers pass by since ancient times, but this strange scene has never been seen, and it is also said to be supernatural.

Referring to the word "Yin soldiers passing by", the eagle's face immediately turned pale. In his panic, he kept whispering: "it's over, it's over. How can we meet such evil things? This time, we're dead!"

As he spoke, the eagle was afraid. It seemed that he was really dying.

On the contrary, ye Qian at the moment, with a cold smile on his face, did not pay attention to the so-called Yin soldiers crossing the road, but in the mysterious village of dead people at the foot of the mountain.

"Qi Sha blood line array, ha ha, it's interesting. Who is this expert hiding in the village of the dead? How could he attract so many Yin soldiers with only one array? His accomplishments should be at least Tianyuan realm? "

Listening to Ye Qian's whispering, the eagle has almost collapsed, unable to speak of fear.

Whether it's Yin soldiers passing by or Qi Sha blood array, it's too ethereal for the eagle, and the eagle doesn't care at all now. He just wants to know what he should do to avoid the disaster.

"Ye, ye Shuai, what should we do now, now, run?"

Hearing the eagle's flustered proposal, ye Qian said with a smile: "run? It's not my style. Besides, it's just a few kids. It's not necessary! "

Then ye Qian pointed a little, and then the palm of his hand condensed into a palm print, and a huge Buddhist light in the shape of the Chinese character leaped out of the heart of Ye Qian's palm.

The golden inscriptions spread all over the world. They went not to the soldiers in the Taiping mountains, but to the village of the dead at the foot of the mountain.

In spite of the fear and surprise of ordinary villagers, the powerful palm print fell directly on the deepest part of the village. The top of the manor just blocked the light reflected by the strong Qi Sha blood array.

The swing of the Golden Buddha's hand seal seems to add another ban on the manor.

In an instant, the whole Taiping mountains began to quiet down, and those terrifying Yin soldiers seemed to disappear in an invisible way.And ye Qian just chuckled and said, "I'm so worried. This guy is really worried. Although the Qi Sha blood formation is almost congealed, it's a pity that the blood of the last virgin is still missing. At this moment, it's too hasty to coagulate the array and summon the ghost! "

At the moment, ye Qian's words still have a little ridicule, as if he did not put the master in the dead village in his eyes.

However, when ye Qian's golden lettering was all over the manor, the whole village began to gather.

The clan leader of the village of dead people led dozens of people to the outside of the manor and looked at the golden Buddhist handprints floating on the manor. The group of people were stunned at first, and then led by the patriarch Zhang Laixi, a group of people fell to the ground in a hurry, shouting loudly.

"The high priest is mighty, the high priest is mighty!"

It seems that in the eyes of the villagers in the village of the dead, such a strange phenomenon must be caused by the high priest who has a lot of supernatural powers practicing the immortal Dharma.

However, while the villagers of the village of the dead were praising their high priest, the old man in the manor was in cold sweat, looking at the Buddhist fingerprints circling in the sky, biting his teeth and saying angrily.

"Damn it, Buddha's supernatural power, who is it? What kind of person is the bad old man? It's hateful. It's disgusting!"

As he muttered, the high priest raised his hand again and turned his hand toward the sky.

In an instant, a pure Taoist palm power and the Buddhist handprints in the sky complement each other, shining a light that people can't look directly at.

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