"Huo Hongye" Hou Xiaochao's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he started to curse.

Liu Shengzhi didn't mind causing more trouble for the Huo family.

Under his clever words, Hou Xiaochao almost regarded Huo Hongye as the culprit, and he really hated him deeply

"Huo Hong's family has great business, why do they worship such evil gods?" Wu Quan frowned. This kind of boss of the boss group is really not easy to deal with.

Liu Shengzhi shrugged, then I don’t know. He smiled at Hou Xiaochao and said, “Since you have embroidered shoes, I will cast a spell tonight to see if I can bring back that soul of Xiaoqian.”

Hou Xiaochao was very happy: "Thank you"

The sky was getting darker and a simple altar had been put out.

This is a private hospital and a special VIP ward. For such rich financial owners, the hospital can be said to be very open. Even this altar was found by them. It seems that someone has used it before.

Liu Shengzhi didn't care much, he just sat cross-legged and used his skills silently. Now it was only about the hour, and it was not yet time to do it at midnight.

He kept reciting the nine-character mantra of the fighter.

The reason why this mantra is now very famous is that it spread to Japan after being copied from the East Secret. With the popularity of Japanese comics, it was then imported back to China again.

But in fact, the nine-character mantra comes from Bao Puzi. And there are also records in Liu Shengzhi's immortal book.

And it is a completely different way of cultivation, which is to develop a fearless murderous intent and fearlessness in your heart with this nine-character mantra.

Even the energy of killing battle formations on the battlefield was collected, and the sacrifices were made into magic weapons and talismans. It had great killing power.

"I finally know what the red aura in the underground boxing ring that day" Liu Shengzhi was thinking now.

What I saw on that day was a kind of iron-blooded evil spirit similar to the battlefield.

"If I had collected these iron-blooded evil spirits that day and refined them into talismans, the power would have been very powerful. Even if ghosts and gods saw them, they would be very afraid."

Thinking of this, Liu Shengzhi closed his eyes again. As he kept reciting the nine-character mantra, the evil spirit of the soldiers continued to roll in his chest, and a faint blood evil spirit appeared all over his body.

Liu Shengzhi observed carefully and found that the blood evil spirit was somewhat the same as the blood energy released from people with strong vitality. However, with the fierce intention of the battle formation and killing, it turned into the iron-blood evil spirit. I don’t know how many times the power was.

This kind of thing was often war-free in ancient times and was easy to collect. However, in modern times, it was much more difficult to put it in the world.

Liu Shengzhi slowly picked up the red sand, and the white wine blossomed, and drew talismans on the paper.

Ordinary talismans are made of ink or cinnabar. However, in the books of immortals, red elixirs are transformed into red sand, which is the best thing to write talismans.

Moreover, among the Taoist talismans, the talismans used for consumption are mainly used for pine and ink. However, those who are truly capable of killing must use cinnabar ink. Some of them treat demons and ghosts even need to add chicken blood, etc.

However, it is not as good as the ink melted by Danhong Sand. It is a real talisman that kills and kills.

What Liu Shengzhi wrote on paper was actually nine big characters written by the fighter, and followed Liu Shengzhi's spell, they were painted one by one on the paper.

Every word is erect, and every stroke is like a chopped sword. It seems like a killing person is about to be killed.

However, the faint iron-blooded evil spirit that emerged around the body was involuntarily integrated into these nine big words as Liu Shengzhi wrote.

After finishing writing the nine words, Liu Shengzhi left the brush. He felt like he was about to lose all his body, but in his spirit, he felt refreshed and refreshed.

Even holding the wine bottle on the altar, he took a sip, and then laughed: "Happy"

Generally, the fewer people are required to cast spells, the better. Originally, a separate ward was arranged for Liu Shengzhi to cast spells. At this time, Hou Xiaochao and Wu Quan next door heard the movement and came over to check it out.

But Liu Shengzhi relied on the feeling of being so suffocated, took out a soul-calming fragrance to the pain.

This incense is too expensive, but Liu Shengzhi does not have a special soul-summoning incense here. He can only use it.

The various Taoist laws are recorded in the Book of Gods and Immortals, all of which are used for killing and are extremely sharp. It is very different from the Taoist principles that emphasize compassion in later generations, and there are not many people who save people and cure ghosts.

However, the Taoist method used by Liu Shengzhi to summon souls is recorded in the book of immortals. It is a method of refining and refining the method of refining the gods and immortals.

Although there is no special soul-summoning incense, this soul-summoning incense can also be replaced. Maybe the effect is better.

He lit the incense of requiem and silently recited in his mouth: "I heard that people's livelihood has always been ancient, and there was no difference between wise and foolish gains and losses. The world has been pouring down the wind, and there is a difference between sin and blessings rising and sinking. It is because of the original return to the end and knowing the principles of life and death, and then the subject of the establishment of teachings will be established and promoted."

With Liu Shengzhi's secret blessing, he saw a wisp of blue smoke floating out of the soul-requieming fragrance, and he was walking around the embroidered shoes. Suddenly he walked out through the window and disappeared.

The next moment, I saw wind and rain outside the window, and the night wind blew, rustling outside. The curtains swayed like ghosts.

At the same time, on Yanzi Mountain, the lights in the newly built small temple suddenly became flickering, and were light and dark.

This situation scared Huo Ming to death. He is a president and a rich second generation.

At this time, I don’t go to the fun of picking up girls in the bright and bright scene, but run to such a gloomy and ruined temple. Isn’t it fun to run to such a gloomy and ruined temple?

Especially this Luo King God was moody and the most difficult to serve. If it weren't for the angry God of Luo King God, Huo Ming would have long since not wanted to serve this Luo King God.

Although he muttered in his heart, Huo Ming was still respectful and careful outside. He lit the incense honestly and put a few incense sticks in front of the statue.

But at this moment, a dilapidated jar in front of the statue continued to shake.

Huo Ming was shocked, grabbed a handful of incense ash and sprayed it on.

This suddenly passed, and the jar's vibration stopped.

Huo Ming had just come down at ease, but the jar suddenly shook. The mouth of the jar opened, a stream of green air rushed out, and quickly left the temple, disappearing without a trace.

"Bang" was one step late, watching the green energy disappear. Huo Ming was regretting in his heart.

The statue of the god lit up slightly, a ball of black gas wrapped around the light, and shot into Huo Ming's top door from the middle of the statue's eyebrows.

Huo Ming froze and recovered after a while. However, his aura was completely different. A shadow appeared between his eyebrows, as if connecting his eyebrows. It seemed to be extremely fierce.
Chapter completed!