The golden light was mixed with uncontrollable ghosts, which caused the response of the imperial defense formation.
Some white light appeared, trying to catch these terrible attacks.
But it was shattered by the golden power.
The head of Tiandao Sect, who was sitting in the bamboo curtain, suddenly trembled, and the jasper jade pendant hanging on his waist also made a crisp chirping sound.
He stretched out his hand and slammed into the air, grabbing a bit of golden power.
This feeling, this familiar formation.
This is Tiandaomen.
The remnants of the golden formation are mixed with an extremely cold ghost.
The head suddenly thought of something, his face twisted, this familiar feeling, could it be... him
Impossible, he was suppressed.
Impossible to appear here.
The disciple beside the head asked worriedly, "Master, what's wrong?"
The head shook his head, "There's something big going on here."
If it was Yu Moqian who escaped from the repression, his presence here is very reasonable.
Because he wants revenge.
Yu Moqian must know that he still uses some kind of secret method to live.
Back then, he was the one who brought people and put him into the eyes of the formation, and the first time he came out, he must have come to take revenge.
The Sect Master, that is, Yu Sanqian stood up slowly, "Bring my suitcase here."
No matter where he went, his suitcase never left him.
A look of shock flashed across the disciple's face. After all, he needed to use the box.
Yu Sanqian's face was indifferent. He was able to kill Yu Moqian back then, and this time he was able to beat him to the core.
—
The golden light rushed into the backyard, and the spell on the door of the imperial road trembled fiercely.
I want to resist this force.
But it was torn apart by the golden light.
The spot of light broke into the room and caught Bai Weiwei's breath.
And Yu Moqian, who was beside the hall, suddenly opened his eyes, a pair of bright black pupils had been occupied by bloody red.
His thin lips were as gorgeous as blood, and his expression did not have the softness of his usual immaturity.
"found it."
He said softly, his tone unspeakably terrifying.
He turned and ran to the backyard, terribly fast.
The rest of the people only saw a black shadow flashing by, and they all thought they were dazzling.
The third uncle also held a small flower pot, "If you agree to eat it raw, you will definitely become popular, and I will make a short video for you."
Cousin looked pale, and was slapped in the face and swelled up. As a result, the third uncle kept laughing at her while holding the flowerpot.
We are all relatives, so we can't be so partial to Bai Weiwei.
My cousin was about to get angry when she saw a dark shadow flash past, and she thought she was dazzled, after all, this kind of speed is not something that can be achieved by human beings.
No Olympic sprint champion has this inhuman speed.
So she rubbed her eyes.
The third uncle said, "Have you seen a ghost?"
My cousin sneered, "There are no ghosts in this world, only the older generation believes this."
The third uncle smiled without saying a word.
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Bai Weiwei was restrained by a rope into a zongzi, her mouth was taped, and she was dragged to a room.
In the room, a young man who was twitching was braving black gas.
Is this burnt
Bai Weiwei said to the system, "So I will be bled?"
System: "Your body of pure yang collided because of plane crossing. The aptitude is very good. You don't need to bleed, it is estimated that you can suppress the ghost and save the little brat just now."
Bai Weiwei: "This is not important, there are many ghosts where I was thrown in later?"
System: "Isn't this nonsense? It's more than a bunch. You count the number of ghosts caught over hundreds of years. Even if many ghosts have been wiped out, the ghosts that are still there are very awesome."