The tung.

According to the type of material, it can be divided into five categories.

The five categories are gold, silver, purple, blue and yellow (color).

The golden hull is the most powerful, requiring the caster to have a deep path and consume a lot of power.

Silver followed, purple, blue and second, yellow (color) has the lowest power and is the most common.

Therefore, some people call the yellow (color) linoleum as the primary truce.

With Zhang's current path, at most he can only make a part of the yellow (color) character.In most cases, it may not be possible to...

Open the practice of the altar, although the process ceremony is more and more exquisite, but can save are saved by Zhang can not bear to save.

However, in the process of painting, the most attention is paid, the most test of the foundation, and it is also the most important part of the opening practice, which cannot be saved.

A character from the pen to the cover, blessing, need to be completed in one go, the producer is empty.

If a hint of distractions arises, this character will be scrapped.

At this time, Zhang's unbearable essence, anger, and God are gathered under the pen, the attention is highly concentrated, all the sounds are lost in the ear, and there is only one yellow paper in the eyes...

He drew slowly with a letter, not fast.

It is easy to get wrong quickly.

I don't know when, his forehead is full of sweat, and the white fog above his head is getting bigger and bigger.

The king and his bodyguard were surprised to see it.

After a moment, I saw that Zhang could not bear to put down the letter pen, picked up the large print next to it carefully pressed down, and found that the yellow paper became somewhat different.

Call –

Thankfully it succeeded.

Zhang couldn’t bear to finally relax, or else he would have to start again.If the second time is not successful, then the third time is more difficult to succeed.

“Son, did you succeed?”

Zhou Yu'an couldn't help but ask, because the Taoist had just painted too hard.

He studied with the Taoist for more than half a month, and knew that it was not easy to make a stud, mainly because the spirit of heaven and earth was too lacking.

Zhang could not bear to nod, and his eyes fell on the paper tier next to him.

This paper tie, the size of a normal person, looks at its clothing is female.But the eyes, it looked strange, a little white.

That’s because there’s no finishing touch.

In folklore, when the paper tie is completed, it is absolutely impossible to draw the eyes.If you paint the eyes, it may lead to ghosts, or even evil ghosts, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Mr. Wang, lend you some blood."

He turned to look at the king.

“The blood?”

Wang Xiao frowned and asked, “What is it used for?”

“The finishing touch.”

Zhang couldn't bear to signal the paper-tack people and say, "You are Wang Yue's dear relatives, and your blood can lead her out."

“The devil?What hell?”

Wang Xiao said with a heavy face, "Didn't you say that there is only resentment and death in the little girl?"How did you become a ghost now?”

“If I had said once I had met before I made love strong, would you believe it?”Zhang couldn’t bear to say, “If you make love, only resentment and death, how can it become like this?”

"Mr. Wang, in fact, this red-clad ghost has been seriously injured by the Taoist."

He may have explained the complaining.

Wang Xiao frowned and said, “Blood, I have as much as I want.”However, I only have one request, that is, to ask Zhang Dao to remove the unclean things that are not clean on the little girl."

"Of course, please rest assured Mr. King."

Zhang couldn't bear to say, bring a small saucer from the table, and a small sharp knife, only to hand over to Wang Xiao, "no need, a few drops on the line."

Wang Xiao took the small sharp knife and asked, “The blood of the finger?”

“All right.”

Zhang couldn’t bear to say that the little dish was handed over to Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao did not hesitate, took a small sharp knife to cut the ring finger of his left hand, and saw a drop of blood falling.

"Enough is enough."

Zhang couldn’t bear to say, put the little saucer and the sharp knife back to the table.

Wang Xiao's bodyguard, immediately took out his handkerchief and handed it to Wang Xiao, and when he was ready to turn around and go out to get the band-caps, he was rejected by Wang Xiao.

At this time, Zhang could not bear to pick up a new brush, and after the blood was on the small saucer, he went to the paper.At his critical point, he turned his head and looked at Wang Xiao and said, “Mr. Wang, no matter what you see next, you don’t have to panic...”

The king did not speak.

He is worth billions, what wind and waves have never seen?

I don’t think I’ve ever seen a ghost...

Zhang could not bear to say, immediately in the white eyes of the paper, lit with blood red eyes.

“Nothing.”

Wang Xiao’s bodyguard could not help but whisper a word.

He didn’t believe it at all, but the boss would naturally not mock anything.

Zhou Yu'an and Zheng Cancan, just glanced at the bodyguards, and did not contradict anything.They were worried that the Daoist would be able to force the ghost out...

After Zhang couldn't bear to give the paper to the people, he returned to the table.

“All of you, get out.”

Zhang couldn't bear to say back again, pulled out the peach wood sword behind him, and immediately stepped on the north half of the seven star steps.

And the left hand, set up a left-hand thunder.

“Five thunderbolts, General train.”Turn the sky down and drive the clouds.Thousands of soldiers, leading the gods.The flag is called and cannot be stopped.Urgent as a law.”

Zhang could not bear the whispering of the mantra in his mouth, so fast that he could not hear what he could not hear.

“The disease!”

Zhang could not bear the peach sword pointing to the spell on the table, and the spell immediately flew to the next to Wang Yue, and then spontaneously ignited out of thin air.

This time it is still a flag spell, calling on all parties to send troops to collect evil, the purpose is to pursue the demons in the human body, in addition to the disease.

Rumble –

When the trumpeds burned, they suddenly made a thundering sound.

At this time, Wang Xiao's eyes stared slightly, can the lint himself fly?Also, where does the thunder come from?Moreover, when the verbs spontaneously ignited, he faintly saw a flame like a human, like a god wearing a flame armor.

The thunder billowed, as if it had fallen from the sky, and a sound had fallen into Wang Yue’s body.

The fire burned, turning into a human form that covered Wang Yue.

Wang Yue immediately trembled, a strange scream in his mouth, and he could hear the sound of “zacking” and a wisp of smoke rising.

“Ah—”

A scream came from the king’s body.

Wang Xiao saw Wang Yue's body, as if there was a red thing hidden, but he couldn't see what it looked like.

Calling –

In the middle of the room, there was a gust of wind blowing in the lounge, making Wang Xiao and the bodyguard tremble.Moreover, rolling up a black fog, but also with a terrible call, let their scalps some tingling, what is the matter?

Is there a ghost?

They were shocked inside, and some could not believe it.

“You back off again.”

Zhang could not bear to say a word back, and he kept a close eye on Wang Yue.

At this time, I don't know where the black fog came from, turned into a tidly look, and went up to Zhang's unbearable attack.And Zhang could not bear the combination of the left index finger and the middle finger, and coated a layer of blood on the peach sword, and then the peach wood sword burned up.

He waved his sword, and a black mist was burned.

However, there are several black mist in the lounge, which turn into various horrors, not only to the face of the attack, but also to Zhou Yu'an, Wang Xiao they attack.

Zhou Yu'an and Zheng Can Can't have blood to protect themselves, and these black mists can't get close at all.

As long as it is close, it will be burned with blood.

So the black mist swept away at Wang Xiao and his bodyguards, and they were shocked, one by one, and retreated, but they retreated to the wall.

The AIDS –

And Zhang could not bear to come quickly, and the peach wood sword waved a few times to extinguish the black mist.

However, his eyebrows were wrinkled, and the red-clad ghost had not yet been forced out, which was a little difficult...

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