"It's a five-ghost boy again, can you change the routine. ▲ ∴," Ding Ermiao smiled, and suddenly preemptively struck with a palm thunderbolt in the air.

There was a bang, thunder and lightning, and it exploded between the two altars. Affected by the air shock, Zhao Wuya's clothes and long beard all fluttered backwards suddenly.

As soon as Zhao Wuya's Five Ghost Boy came out, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to approach, and only swirled around Zhao Wuya's side.

"A furnace of incense in the morning and dusk, two charms in the morning and evening. The five ghosts of the Chinese side Yao Bisong, the five ghosts of the north Lin Jingzhong, the five ghosts of the west Cai Ziliang, the five ghosts of the south Zhang Zigui, and the five ghosts of the east Chen Guixian ....... Listen to my command to come to the altar, and it is not disobeyed for me to drive. Haste as a law, go! ”

Zhao Wuya was angry and anxious, chanting a spell while swinging his sword to drive the five ghosts forward. However, the five ghost boys were shocked by the power of the thunder in Ding Ermiao's palm, and halfway through, they lingered again.

"Daochang Zhao, the five ghosts are not coming, why don't you go up in person?" Ding Ermiao took a good time and ridiculed Zhao Wuya.

"Don't be complacent, look at my means!" Zhao Wuya beckoned, collected the five ghosts, suddenly spread his hair, stomped on the ground and pointed at the sky, and a mouthful of blood mist sprayed on the peachwood sword.

In the sky, the clouds gradually covered the top, and the light also dimmed, as if it was about to be night.

Ding Ermiao held a peachwood sword, squinted his eyes, and waited for the battle.

"Send a spell, please be a divine soldier!" Zhao Wuya shouted, pulled out a charm from the collar of his robe, bent down and lit it on the candle flame, and then threw it into the sky, swinging his sword with a finger

"Ambition to convert to Lu Zu and save the suffering of the world. 10 stems, 12 branches, 28 hosts; The sword shines from the light, killing and slashing the demon riddle; Come at any time with your thoughts, and send me auspicious stars; The past is full of life, and now there is Lord Ryan; With this Holy Spirit spell, all demons become bound! - Emperor Taishang Lu, anxious as a law! ”

At the sound of the incantation, the flaming paper talisman rose higher and higher, and finally disappeared into the dark clouds overhead.

On the sidelines, Wu Zhanzhan changed color slightly, and said to Li Qingdong beside him, "I didn't expect that Zhao Wuya also had a hand, and he had concealed his strength before. ”

"Can he really invite immortals? Which way is the fairy? Ji Xiaoxiao and Gu Qinglan were worried about Ding Ermiao's safety, and hurriedly asked.

"Lu Dongbin is the Emperor Lu Zu Lu that he talked about. But don't worry, even if all the Eight Immortals are invited, it's fine. Wu Zhanzhan stared at the altar in front of him and said, "Er Miao can also ask God for help." ”

Wan Shugao was surprised and delighted, and put his face in front of Wu Zhanzhan, "Uncle Shi, that old guy, can you really invite immortals?" It's a ghost pretending to bluff people again, right? ”

"It's just a little remnant of the immortals left in the world, not the true body of the immortals. It's different from inviting the Yin God, if you ask the Yin God, it is a real ghost possession. ”

Wu Zhanzhan let go a little and said, "This is the Ten Thousand Law Sect Altar, many immortals have been here, and now it is an official Taoist altar, it is not difficult to invite the remnants of the immortals to possess the body." ”

Wan Shu held up his inferences and asked, "Then our master of the Maoshan faction is also invited to a little bit of the ancestor master's thoughts?" ”

"You've got the hang of it." Wu Zhanzhan glanced at Wan Shugao and nodded slightly, which can be regarded as affirming Wan Shugao's law.

"Ah yes, the previous Yao Zhanxun and Chen Yuyan were originally people from the Eight Immortals and Five Sects, why didn't they invite the Eight Immortals to help them? That's their ancestor, once they come out, they will definitely help their disciples desperately, right? Wan Shugao asked again.

"Asking God requires the combination of mudra and mantra, both of which are indispensable. I've thought about it, and I guess they've lost some of the cheats, so they can't be invited. Wu Zhanzhan said.

It is rare for Wu Zhanzhan, who usually has cold eyebrows and cold eyes, to say a few words to himself, Wan Shugao was overjoyed, and he wanted to ask again, but he saw Wu Zhanzhan staring at the altar with a solemn face.

"The disciple is here to pay his respects, and the pure Yang Lu Zu is coming!" The wind was hunting, and Zhao Wuya stood on top of the altar, his white hair flying, and the peachwood sword in his hand pointed to the sky, like a mad demon.

"If you would please God, I wouldn't?" Ding Ermiao smiled awe-inspiringly, and also took out a drawn talisman from his arms, lit it and threw it into the sky, shouting

"Phew! The temple was opened in the Ziwei Palace, and the disciples of Maoshan invited the immortals; Thousands of miles of incense burning, flying clouds and horses coming; Pray to the three benefactors of this altar, and list the holy Vajra deities; Xuantian Zhenwu general, the order to kill demons and eliminate evil is clear. -- The divine soldiers are in a hurry, and they are as urgent as the law! ”

After reciting the incantation, Ding Ermiao suddenly turned around, and the peachwood sword pointed at Wan Shu Gao on the sidelines!

Wan Shugao let out a sigh in his mouth, his body trembled, and then he pressed his hand on the table, jumped up somersaults, and hit his head all the way.

Gu Qinglan and Ji Xiaoxiao stood up at the same time and covered their mouths, since they met, they had never seen Wan Shugao so neat! It's not a fairy possession, how can it be so powerful?

And Qin Wenjun on the side was also startled, his eyes narrowed, his eyes shrank for a while, and he stared at Wan Shugao deadly.

At this time, Zhao Wuya also pointed at his fat apprentice Sun and shouted, "Lu Zu is on the body, help Er's divine power!" ”

The fat man also jumped up and ran towards Wanshugao.

Seeing the two approaching, Zhao Wuya's apprentice suddenly pulled from his waist and unexpectedly showed his soft sword!

"Ten thousand books are high-minded!" Ji Xiaoxiao exclaimed in surprise.

But before the scream landed, Wan Shugao had already turned over the opponent's sword blade and struck the opponent's back with his palm. The palm is elegant, and it is really a fairy atmosphere.

Ji Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, clutched her chest and continued to watch.

"Who is Er Miao invited? Will it win? Can you beat Lu Dongbin? Gu Qinglan didn't understand these immortal fights, so she asked Li Qingdong.

Li Qingdong straightened his beard and said, "Of course you can fight." Emperor Zhenwu is the king of sword immortals, and Lu Dongbin plays with swords, which is far behind. ”

On the altar, Ding Ermiao and Zhao Wuya continued to cast spells, each with their own intentions. However, judging from his expression, Ding Ermiao is much more relaxed.

On the gossip diagram in the middle of the two altars, a fierce battle is in full swing, and Wan Shu is high in the air and hands against the white blade, but he does not see any embarrassment, and his body is free, both offensive and defensive.

"Edgeworth rides the wind, destroys the demons in the world, there is wine and leisure, and I am crazy without wine." Zhao Wuya saw that Lu Zu's possessed apprentice couldn't attack for a long time, so he changed his routine, picked up a glass of wine on the desk, put it in his mouth, and sprayed it on the peachwood sword with a sip.

The fat man in the audience was immediately sensitized, and suddenly his footsteps floated, Qingfeng swayed, and he actually played a drunken sword, and sang in his mouth, "Drink all the rivers, and then drink and swallow the sun and the moon, a thousand cups of drunkenness, only I am a wine and sword fairy!" ”

Ding Ermiao turned his body around, threw the male sword in the peach wood sword towards Wanshugao, and shouted, "Emperor Zhenwu, take the sword!" ”

Wan Shugao slashed horizontally with his left palm, slashed at the opponent's wrist, and then turned around when the opponent withdrew, and already took the peachwood sword in his hand.

When Wan Shugao turned around again, the other party just slashed with a sword.

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