“I invite ‘Xuan Jue, the Immortal of the Five Thunder Envoys of the Shangqing Jade Mansion’, to perform the magic of subduing the true and suppressing the evil with five thunders!”

Xuanqing ordered the arrow to be sent out,

The curse is drunk,

The direction is clear - please ask the 'Five Thunder Envoy Xuan Jue' to perform the real performance, and the five thunders will suppress evil!

in this way,

If there is an accident, the accident must be that the talisman cannot exert its power. The 'Shangqing Dharma Altar' is unable to convey Xuanqing's incantation. The connection with 'Xuanjue' will never lead the accident to a direction that Xuanqing cannot control!

Fortunately,

Xuanqing has made several attempts before.

As soon as the command spell came out this time,

Accidents don’t have time to happen,

The Shangqing Dharma Altar is connected to the Dharma Altar of Xuanjue!

——Shortly after Su Wu left, several Taoist priests from Maoshan Wu dispersed and erected altars at the nodes where the dragon veins of mountains and rivers broke in Niujiao Mountain, moved mountains, changed veins, and adjusted the terrain. Although accidents continued to occur during this period,

But it finally does not hinder the specific process of moving mountains and changing rivers.

There have been several broken dragon veins that have been reconnected by several Maoshan Taoist priests.

but,

What they did was clearly poking fun at Huigui, which caused Huigui to 'take care' of them and often visit their altars. However, at critical moments, they could help each other.

,

Su Wu imprisoned Madam Crazy Eyes, and invisibly shared some of the pressure for the Taoists.

As a result, there has never been a major mistake in the Maoshan shaman community.

Following Xuan Qing's order, weak flames suddenly surged on top of the pair of white candles on both sides of the altar, exploding into two fire balls the size of washbasins. The white candles under the fire balls burned faster!

among the fire,

The flames were churning, and the fireworks gradually became illusory.

It reflected an altar with a pair of white candles, an incense burner, and various magical instruments. Behind the altar, Xuan Jue's figure was swaying in the fire!

"Junior brother!

Quick descent method helps me!"

Xuan Qing raised his pale face and shouted for help to Xuan Jue's figure reflected in the fire.

"Okay!" Xuan Jue's voice from the other side was a little illusory. The situation on his side should be relatively easy. Seeing that the situation on Xuan Qing's side was tense, he immediately made a seal with his hand, raised his sword and pointed at the stack of weapons on the altar.

A little yellow paper——

A streak of yellow paper floats up,

Throw it straight into the fireworks on the left side of the altar!

Xuan Jue recited the mantra: "When you think of the Great Thunder Lord of Dutian, the thunderbolt shakes the sky; when you think of the thousands of bronze soldiers, they disappear without a trace. If the strong gods and evil ghosts do not subdue them, the five thunders will break through the fire and disappear without a trace!"

I obey the Supreme Lord to be as urgent as the law orders!"

Tsk!

Around the erratic yellow paper, Yunji runes suddenly appeared one after another. The burnt black runes dotted the yellow runes and melted into the fire together with the yellow runes!

same time,

The sound of feeble coughing also approached the altar,

It rang right next to Xuan Qing!

Xuan Qing was so shocked that the hair on his body stood on end!

Fortunately—Junior Brother Xuanjue’s help is coming!

He raised his eyes and looked into the fire burning on top of the white candle - only to see that Junior Brother Xuan Jue's face was reflected in a miserable green by the green light that came from an unknown source!

Green light?!

Xuan Qing suddenly changed his mind,

Say: "No!"

Then he shouted to Xuan Jue in the fire ball: "Junior brother, junior brother!"

Before he finished speaking,

Behind the altar before him,

In the dim void, pale green eyes squeezed out one after another. The eyes kept turning and adjusting, and finally focused on him - making his originally pale face look pale!

A skinny hand with pale green eyes stretched out from the void between the white candles and strangled Xuan Qing's neck.

Choking his neck like a chicken,

Drag him into the gloomy ditch under the altar!

In the fire ball at the top of the white candle,

Reflecting on the opposite side, Xuan Jue is also facing the same situation as Xuan Qing!

The gatekeeper appeared on the altar again,

Two people who are ‘neither alive nor dead’ will be dragged into the underworld!

"Cough cough cough, cough cough cough..."

A mysterious cough sounded right next to Xuan Qing. It didn't get closer to Xuan Qing, nor did it move away from him.

In the gray fog,

The figure of the old woman with small feet emerged from Xuanqing's side, with only the whites of her eyes staring at Xuanqing, watching Xuanqing collapse the altar he had built, and watching half of his body being swallowed up by those sleepy ditches and ridges!

Xuanqing's face was full of grief and anger,

before being dragged into the underworld,

He grabbed a red pen and sketched it randomly in mid-air!

The pair of white candles lined up on the left and right of the altar also fell on the withered grass. The withered grass was lit by the candle flames. In the vigorous flames, Junior Brother Xuan Jue was shown being pinched by a claw with green eyes.

Drag it into the ravine at your feet.

A tall figure walked into the scene reflected by the flames.

The figure had his back to Xuan Qing and didn't know what he said to Xuan Jue.

Xuan Jue's figure was obscured by the tall figure, and his specific movements could not be seen clearly.

next moment,

The flame lit by the white candle suddenly went out.

Xuanqing was filled with despair.

Every inch of his body was entangled and submerged by the colorful energy of the underworld.

At this time,

A tall figure walked into his side and grabbed the hand holding the red pen. The figure seemed a bit illusory at the moment, not like a real person. Its voices were overlapping, like an illusory projection: "

Taoist priest, you can use me as a Dharma altar to cast spells and cast down Dharma.

Use me as an altar,

It can ensure that the spell casting is foolproof!"

'Su Wu' has already said the same thing to Xuan Jue.

He looked calmly at Xuan Qing, who was holding his hand. Xuan Qing tried his best to raise his head and stared at Su Wu, whose figure had become illusory: "Use you as a altar?!

You - how come you appear there as a soul now?

It was you who appeared in front of Junior Brother Xuan Jue?!

Are you already dead?!"

When he said the last words, Xuan Qing was completely despairing.

Even if their brothers died here, it wouldn't be a big deal.

But Su Wu is the last incense of Maoshan shaman,

If you die here too,

The popularity of Maoshan witches has completely ended!

"I'm not dead!"

Su Wu shook his head: "Taoist Priest, you should be able to notice by now that there are only dark and mysterious charms around, but no Madam Madam's charm - Madam Madness has been sealed by me.

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