He Yushu was startled and suddenly woke up completely. This time she looked at the door carefully in fear, and there were indeed many people standing indistinctly.

They stood at the door of their mother's room, pointing at themselves on the bed.

Talk loudly and laugh.

He Yushu's whole body was covered with chills, as if an electric current was rushing through her body, and goosebumps all over her body. Her face turned pale and she wanted to sit up suddenly and shout loudly to the guards outside the door for help.

But at this moment, she couldn't move her whole body.

My hands, feet, and body felt like they were being pressed down by a heavy boulder. They were too heavy to lift, and no matter how hard I struggled, it was useless.

She remembered what her mother's personal maid had told her this morning about the incident involving a servant named Zhen'e in the mansion, and her own experience was very similar to Zhen'e's.

She thought of Xu Hong's tragic death again.

I heard that Xu Hong died in her sleep, and all her internal organs were removed out of thin air and eaten.

The more He Yushu struggled, the more anxious she became. Tears could not stop falling from the corners of her eyes in fear. She cried silently, feeling desperate inside.

"Help me..."

"Who, who will save me..."

"Daozhang Chen..."

"Jin, Taoist Priest Jin'an...save me..."

He Yushu was so frightened that she felt desperate and miserable, but she could not move her body, and her throat seemed to be strangled by invisible hands. She was desperate and cried out miserably over and over again, but she could never utter a single cry for help.

The only sound was a pair of frightened and wide-open eyes that moved slightly in their sockets.

I……

"Ding Chou prolongs my life, Ding Hai restrains my soul. Ding You restrains my soul, Ding Wei prevents me from disasters. Ding Si protects me from danger, Ding Mao protects me from misfortune! Jiazi protects my body, Jiaxu protects my shape. Jia Shen strengthens me.

Life, Jiawu guards my soul. Jiachen suppresses my spirit, Jiayin cultivates my truth! Six Ding Liujia Talisman, open!"

A loud shout was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, clearing the dark night sky, parting the clouds and mist to see the bright moon.

"Pretend to be a ghost!"

"Kill me!"

In the room that was originally cold and as quiet as a ghost cave, golden light suddenly illuminated every corner. In He Yushu's unbelievably sad eyes, a giant golden light broke through the black curtain, shattered the coldness of the nine ghosts, and swept into the room.

.

This person is clearly Jin'an Yuanshen who sensed the sinister aura!

As soon as Jin An's spirit entered the room, he immediately grabbed and swept across the world. The golden light giant sword in his hand nailed one of the cold phantoms standing at the door to the ground.

The Wutong Shen Yin Shen was nailed to the ground by the Liujia Yang Shen heavy sword. The Yin Shen was constantly burned by the Yang Shen Yang fire on the sword, and kept smoking.

That's a famous scholar.

But at this moment, his face was painful, ferocious, and twisted. Every time he stretched out his hand to pull out the golden heavy sword nailed to his body, his palms were smoking.

It is the pain that burns the Yinshen.

He howled in pain and danced with his hands and feet on the ground.

All this happened in an instant. After Jin An nailed a Yin God, he used his left and right hands to grab the two Yin Gods around him who had no time to escape.

The left foot is like a dragon and an elephant holding down the prison, killing all the evil ghosts, evil spirits, and Yin gods in hell. It can trample a Yin god on the ground, making it majestic and extremely brave.

The power of the Twelve Divine Ways on his feet ground the scholar's Yin Shen soul on the ground. Click! Click! It cracked inch by inch like a glass bead. The soul was smoking and kept wailing in an attempt to break free.

The necks of the two Yinshen held by his palms were also smoking, and the two scholar Yinshen were wailing in pain.

Bearing the pain of body burning caused by Liujia Yangshen.

The yin energy on their bodies was billowing and changing, trying to launch a spiritual counterattack against Jin An. But their necks were tightly clamped by Jin An's palm, like poisonous snakes that were pinched seven inches away. The torrential yin energy had not yet completed the transformation.

They collapsed again and turned back into the two scholarly spirits held by Jin An's neck.

Dying.

The Yin Qi in his body was constantly being consumed and weakened by the power of the twelve divine ways in Jin An's body.

But Jin'an's soul was also feeling uncomfortable at this time.

The Liuding Liujia Talisman is constantly being invaded and damaged by the yin energy from the Wutong Shen Yin Shen, and the spirituality of the Talisman is getting darker and darker.

But soon the concentric golden lock around Jin An's neck replenished his spirituality.

The rate at which these Yin Qi consumed the Liuding Liujia Talisman could not even keep up with the rate at which Jin An's own Yin Qi was eliminated when he suppressed them with one block and four.

At this moment, Jin'an took action and suppressed four Yin gods in an instant. One against four, fierce and brave, just like one man holding a barrier and unable to be defeated by ten thousand men.

And the more brave he is, the more majestic and powerful the power he borrows from the divine help from the clear void becomes.

Because the name of God cannot be dishonored.

The more determined the mind is.

The more Shinto is recognized.

Jin An had already tried this several times before, so he would directly attack the Five Power Gods by combining horizontal and vertical forces, instead of being submissive and cautious.

Jin'an suppressed the four people on the spot so quickly, like a thunderous force, that he imprisoned four Wutong Shen Yin Shen in the blink of an eye.

The last remaining Wutong Shen scholar, Yin Shen, did not dare to get close and attempted to attack Jin An with ghost ghost illusions. Suddenly, thirty-six ghost ghost ghost attacks attacked Jin An.

However!

The moment he and Jin An's bright eyes met, his body trembled. He seemed to see lightning and thunder. Endless lightning flashed in the sky. There were thunder pools all over the ground. There were thunderballs overhead and the storm continued. It

Falling into the thundering world that the Yin God fears most, the thunder roars in the ears and the heaven and earth are filled with murderous intent.

This is the backlash of the phantom attack.

The Yin God screamed and fell to the ground in pain, holding his head and rolling around. His Yin body actually showed signs of instability.

"Evil devil! You don't even have the courage to look at me directly, but you dare to spy on me? And you dare to do things in front of my eyes? You don't know whether to live or die!"

Jin An showed his strength. Under the backlash of the phantom attack, Jin An's voice fell like thunder in the ears of the five-tong god Yin Shen. Every sound was like thunder in the ears, deafening and deafening, giving it a splitting headache.

, the mind collapsed in panic.

call out!

This Wutong Shen Yin Shen actually left his four brothers behind and turned into a thin wisp of smoke and fled.

"Idiots, no matter how much you can escape, where can you escape from?"

"From the moment you hid the magic card in He Mansion, you have already created a prison for yourself!"

"As long as your magic tablet is still hidden in He Mansion, where can you escape? The magic tablet you hide in He Mansion will be your final burial place!"

If Jin'an has divine help, it will rise one after another.

The sound vibrated and echoed back and forth in the sky above He Mansion, and its momentum soared into the sky.

Terribly powerful.

At this moment, he seemed to have truly become the twelve righteous gods of Six Ding Liujia leaping across the heaven and earth, with luck like a dragon, terrifying and unparalleled.

The stronger he becomes.

Forge ahead bravely.

He is full of courage.

The more power of the Twelve Divine Ways you can draw on.

The first thing that couldn't be supported was the five-tong god Yin Shen, Peng, who was nailed to the ground by the golden heavy sword!

His whole body burned and turned into a torch.

Burnt to ashes by the scorching flames of the Yang God on the Golden Light Sword.

At the same time, the familiar feeling of the avenue came to me.

The next ones who couldn't hold on were the two dying five-tonged gods and yin gods who were captured by Jin'an. They tried to use ever-changing techniques to escape, but they failed every time they changed halfway, and changed back to their painful and ferocious appearances.

The sinister look of a scholar.

Peng!

Peng!

In the mutual consumption and competition between the power of the Twelve Divine Ways and the Yin Qi, in the end the two five-passage gods Yin Shen failed to consume the power of the Shinto, and the Yin Qi in their bodies became weaker and weaker.

In the end, both of them were crushed to death by Jin An's five fingers.

The familiar feeling of the avenue is here again.

The last one who couldn't hold on was the Wutong Shen Yin Shen who was killed on the ground by Dragon Elephant Prison Prison, Kacha!

Click!

Click!

The soul body keeps cracking, and the cracks become bigger and bigger.
To be continued...