A stack of ghost coins flew out in his hand, rotating between the two flags, like a tornado. Then, ghost coins began to spread one by one, spreading downwards, like paving a road...

"Hmph, pave the dark road, you think the beauty."

The two evil ghosts snorted coldly, raised their arms, and the seats and benches flew up, and then slapped at Minglu.

It is impossible to pave the underworld road, but once you are surrounded, it is impossible to open it for a second time.

Seeing the seat benches flying over, Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows and moved his heart. The "yin" Yang Taomu sword flew out and kept drawing out at the seats. For a moment, he could only hear a rumbling sound. After touching the sword light of the wooden sword, the seat bench fell to the ground like a piece of paper.

The moment the wooden bench fell to the ground, two black air flew over and rushed towards the door of Xiao Yu.

The ghost general's attack was extremely fierce, but Xiao Yu was not moving wherever he sat. When the two spears arrived, he punched two punches one after another, colliding with two spears, directly smashing the spear to pieces.

But here he blocked the attack of the two ghost generals, but the newly paved road was directly damaged by a group of ghosts, using seats and benches, and they were directly damaged.

"Old Bai, falling banners."

Seeing that Minglu was destroyed, Xiao Yu turned over and jumped off the stage and rushed towards the two ghost generals.

Behind Xiao Yu, Lao Bai gently pulled a rope in the corner of the wall, and a roll of yellow cloth hanging on the stage fell down immediately, and it was still a "yin" Yang Tai Chi.

After this Tai Chi fell, the entire theater was completely turned into an iron bucket and surrounded by various Tai Chi and magic banners.

The two most powerful ghost generals surrounded Xiao Yu in front and back, and seemed very cautious.

"Boy, you are young and come to meddle in other people's business. Do you think you have lived too long?"

A ghost general stared at Xiao Yu, his eyes swaying in a blue and swaying ghost fire, and he looked very yin.

"Yes, I like to meddle in other people's business. You are stolen and you are not tolerant of your soul. Today I will do my best to heaven and send you back to the Yin Department to avoid harming one side."

"I'm so arrogant, boy, the person who said this time has been swallowed by me. If you want to die, the uncle will fulfill you."

A ghost general stood behind Xiao Yu. After Xiao Yu spoke, he slashed in the air with a big knife, which was very stance to split Xiao Yu in half.

"Xiao Yu, be careful."

Lao Bai stood on the stage, looking at the old general who waved his long sword, and couldn't help but shout.

But as the opponent's long sword fell, Xiao Yu's figure flashed and suddenly disappeared. The speed was so fast that the attacking ghost general couldn't help but look "despite".

"Do you want to kill me?"

Xiao Yu's voice sounded for no reason behind the ghost general who had attacked just now, which made the ghost general's face condense.

"Gaga, boy is so fast, but in front of our ghosts, your speed is too pediatric."

A cold voice came out, and then the ghost general in front of Xiao Yu suddenly dissipated and turned into a series of "yin" energy, which began to spread around.

The dark and yin energy was like a slight mist, floating around like a dream.

Another ghost general, while riding on Xiao Yu's battle, had already begun to attack other Taoists.

In the venue, more than one hundred 'yin' souls surrounded them and rushed out from time to time, trying to break free from the siege of the magic banner, but every time they approached, they would be directly bounced away by the yellow 'color' beam of the magic banner.

After a while, the "yin" soul was not attacking, but surrounded it.

But even so, the "yin" soul still injured several Taoists.

Although the Taoists present could see the "yin" soul, they had specialized in their skills, Feng Shui and fortune tellers, but they did not have the ability to catch ghosts like Xiao Yu.

"Fellow Taoists, open the talisman array."

Xiao Yu stood under the gossip and shouted loudly.

When they heard Xiao Yu's shouting, all the Taoists sitting under the magic banner opened their eyes instantly. Except for some Taoists who were injured by the "yin" soul, everyone else was fine.

So after Xiao Yu finished speaking, the Taoist turned over and jumped up one by one, reached out and grabbed some talismans in their arms.

Xiao Yu took two steps back in a row. When he retreated to the edge of the stage, he bit his finger and quickly drew a talisman on the Tai Chi behind him. Then he beat him hard, and the Tai Chi shook slightly, like a "wave" and "wave".

Then Tai Chi emitted a yellow light and shot it directly. Xiao Yu was beaming this yellow light, holding a wooden sword in his hand, stepping on the Beidou, and showing a solemn color on his face.

"The ten thousand talismans return to the sect, the soul leads me, the universe and the eight 'gate' are connected."

A loud voice came out, and then Xiao Yu's wooden sword kept flying, pointing at the hollow "yin" Yang Taiji from time to time.

Every time he pointed out, the hand-wood sword would emit a yellow light and fly into the sky.

"Stop this kid and don't let him do it."

When the ghost general saw Xiao Yu performing Taoist techniques, he couldn't help but shout. Then his body suddenly raised, and a pitch-black axe appeared in his hand, and he slashed it at Xiao Yu with an axe.

But Xiao Yu was bathing in the yellow spiritual light at this time. The black axe fell down. As soon as he met the yellow spiritual light of the black Tai Chi, it began to melt and turned into black air, dispersing to all directions.

"Fellow fellow Taoists, return to your position quickly."

The ghost general's axe was melted, Xiao Yu shouted loudly, and then the wooden sword in his hand flipped one after another, and the hollow Tai Chi became faster and faster.

As the yellow light enters, the hollow "yin" Yang Taiji begins to rotate, and the "yin" Yang fish connects head and tail, and every time they turn, they emit a series of inspiration.

Then the Taoists around quickly threw the talismans in their hands into the air, and then kept licking their fingers at the talismans.

The talisman flew under Tai Chi, flipped it one after another, and pointed the talisman outside.

Those talismans were like sponges, constantly absorbing the power of yellow "color" Tai Chi. Not long after, they became like gold castings, looking extraordinary.

"A thousand talismans return to the sect, and thousands of souls are hard to retreat. Tai Laojun is urgent and as ordered as the law."

An old Taoist pointed at the talisman, and the talisman roared out and landed on a magic banner.

"Kill them, kill them all."

As the talisman formation operated, a group of "yin" souls began to feel uncomfortable all over their bodies, and their body and soul power began to dissipate quickly, and their cultivation was greatly suppressed.

More than a dozen ghost soldiers were not transforming into their bodies, but turned into black gas and flew out to all directions, preparing to find a suitable body and directly directly into the Taoist body.

But now the Taoist people stand with seals on both hands, and their bodies are filled with yellow light, like immortals. Any "yin" soul approaches will be ruthlessly bounced out. After a while, they cannot find a suitable partner.

After the old Taoist, the other Taoists recited spells and the talismans began to fly out to all sides, all falling on the surrounding magic banners.

For a moment, the magic banner seemed to be a living ghost and began to move.
Chapter completed!