After Yan Qinghe built a mountain temple in Wolf Ridge, he walked everywhere with black pots.And the other side of the flower brought a few souls, all swallowed by the witch.

In the morning he returned to the Everbow Inn and placed the flower pot on the window sill on the fifth floor.

However, the other side of the flower seems to see the sun, it can only be placed in a darker corner.

“There seem to be more and more ghosts on earth.”

The eyebrows of the glare shading slightly.

If you don't have to endure and just hold on to the two, I'm afraid you can't cope with it.The strength of the two is very weak...

Even if there are jade cards in hand, the means are more monotonous.

Some ghosts have strange abilities, you have not seen the face of death, not with a sword order to deal with it.

At this time, Yan Qingyue opened the "long living book", carefully looked at the nine-way recipe, to see what is suitable for the demon to remove the demon, ready to give Zhang unbearable and others.

A moment later, he picked out a few dishes that were more restrained from ghosts, and thought: "The number is also less, and it seems that it is necessary to cultivate a few special ghost-received teams."

As for who it is, he already has a candidate.

He canonized the land god, at least ate two nine-way vegetables, left too wasteful, let them go out when they have time...

Yan Qingyang came to the tea table, drank a cup of tea and returned to the kitchen, and was busy until the evening.

When the night was darkened, he returned to the earth with flowers.

...

In the night.

He held the flowers on the other side and came to a large hospital.

The hospital is more yin, and there may be a dead soul, so I hold the other side of the flower to try.If there is a dead soul, the ghosts around a few kilometers can smell, and the faint flowers are faint...

The flowers are attracted to the soul.

At this time, Yan Qingyang put the flower pot aside and quietly waited for the return of the dead.

About a few minutes later, he saw a faint spirit floating, eyes staring at the other side of the pot of flowers, do not look at the blue sky.

When it came up, a ghost's claw came out of the pot...

About half an hour later, Yan Qingyang left with the flowers on the other side and walked in some of the heavier shady places.

On the way, a female ghost jumped up and was devoured by a witch.

“There has been a change...”

When the witch double devoured a few souls, Yan Qingkang found the witch-evil engraving on the pot, and there were some subtle changes.

The black hair on the witch is longer.

It seems that the more ghosts the evil devours, the stronger it will become...

A moment later, he took the other side of the flower to a cemetery, although the graveyard is heavy, but no dead spirit was attracted.

“Nothing?”

Yan Qinghua was slightly surprised, and he took the other side of the flower in the cemetery and walked again, but found that some places were very heavy, which would affect people...

And the pots are quick to suck those inhales away.

In the blink of an eye, days have passed.

Through the flowers on the other side, Yan Qinghe has attracted a lot of dead souls, and even a strong ghost.

And the dead souls of the world seem to be more than his imagination, so that he had to speed up the cultivation of manpower.Therefore, all who are canonized land gods are given three jade cards to be responsible for the dead souls they live in.

Moreover, he also selected some of the people who opened the nine-point door and joined this ghosting team.

...

One day and night.

He suddenly called for help.

Yan Qingyue happened to receive nothing, heard the face slightly changed, asked the address immediately went to the sword.

Soon after, it fell to a mountain village.

There is a dead soul-possessed land temple, even slowly integrated with the land temple, can use some incense and fire power, so that Zhang can not cope with.

Because the sword cannot hurt it...

“Mr. Yan.”

Zhang Ying waited in the village early, and saw Yan Qinghe falling from the sky, immediately marching forward.

“Let’s talk about it.”

He nodded his head.

Although Zhang Yan probably said on the phone, he did not know the specific situation.

At this time, Zhang Yan said as he walked, and led the way, and then came to the land temple at the end of the village a moment later, saying, "Mr. Yan, this is it."

He looked at the land temple and went straight into the land temple.

He hesitated, and followed in.

“It’s you again!”

The statue seemed to come alive and saw Zhang Xiong's anger, "Just now you ran away quickly, see where you fled this time?"Then he looked at the sky and said, “Who are you?Are you trying to kill me too?I am God, how dare you kneel down and bow down?Let’s see how I clean you up.”

“Do you want to dress up in gold?”

Yan Qinghe could not help but laugh, and did not bother to ask what was the situation, and directly released the flying sword to hang.

Hmm!

The little sword directly pierced the statue, and then spun and strangled the god.

“Ah—”

The pseudo-god screams, and quickly protect the body with divine power.

Unfortunately, it is not a real land god, only a trace of divine power, and it is impossible to resist the flying sword of Yan Qinghe.

In a few seconds, the pseudo-god disappeared into a wisp of blue smoke.

And follow up with the patience, can't help but stagger, this is the end of the matter?I fought with him one night...

Although it is a pseudo-god, it occupies the temple.

Because the face of the temple, it has also become its talisman, so Zhang for a while can't help it...

“Is the sword enough?”

When Yan Qinghe extinguished the pseudo-god, he walked out of the land temple and casually asked.

"There are two more cards."

Zhang Xian hesitated to say that he also cherished the jade card and has always used the jade card as the bottom card.Moreover, if you keep using jade cards, it is not good for your own growth...

Yan Qinghe threw two jade cards directly and said, "This one, the power of the sword is more than twice as powerful."

...

A few days passed again.

The black hair on the witch’s body was longer.

Moreover, the limbs that were originally scaly, all of them grew some black hair, making their faces more terrifying.

“Am I a ghost?”

The glare laughed at the flower pot.

I don't know, I've been using pots to catch ghosts, is right or wrong...

Although it is possible to cultivate a evil ghost among the evil spirits, he feels that the black pot is likely to be related to the underworld, which is an important clue to the grave.

So what happened in hell?

Is it like heaven?Is it closed?

This made him very doubtful, look at the other side of the flower, and look at the witch, and said to the flower pot: "Go back."

The pot in his hand quickly disappeared.

A moment later, he came to the mountain of Wuxuan and said directly: "The dragon ancestors are available?"

“What is it?”Appeared under the cover.

It’s been hundreds of years since the last time I left.

“Do you know what happened to the old man?”The sky sighed.

“The hell?”

He paused for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, Sheol is mysterious, I know very little."

“Don’t you know the dragons?”

Yan Qinghua was slightly surprised, after all, the overbearing is alive, at least tens of millions of years old monsters, actually do not know the underworld?

This is unreasonable.

“Hell is the land of the dead, how can I know?”Shaking his head, he said, “The water here is very deep, you better not be curious, otherwise...”

The frowned upon the frown.

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