Chapter 78: Yin and Yang tricks, thunder and fire - "749 Game of the Taoist Priest Descending the Mountain"

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Xifeng Village, outside the Central Ancestral Hall.

The sky was full of gray fog, the cold wind suddenly stopped, and the entire space fell into an eerie silence.

The figure of the Onmyoji hidden deep in the mist stood quietly on the steps of the ancestral hall.Wearing a pure black hunting coat, the hem was embroidered with dark gold strange patterns, and the wide sleeves covered his palms. Only a pair of narrow and cold eyes penetrated the layers of fog and stared at everyone indifferently.

He held an old bronze soul-calling bell in his hand. The bell was mottled and engraved with Japanese inscriptions. The ringing sound just now came from this bell.

The sound of the bell controls the soul, attracts yin and drives away evil spirits.

The seven ghosts of the villagers who were controlled now all raised their pale faces, with empty eye sockets without any expression. Their stiff bodies slowly turned towards the team, their limbs were twisted, and their bones made a creaking and harsh friction sound.

The air of death permeated the air, and the chill was biting.

"It's the Japanese Onmyoji." Lin Jia lowered her voice and analyzed quickly and calmly, "He is alone and standing at the back. He should be a low-level spell master stationed on the outside. He is responsible for guarding the village's Yin Formation and checking for intruders."

Fan Mengxue held the Thunderwood Ruler in her hand, and the lightning around her body was faintly beating. The silver lightning was particularly dazzling in the gray mist: "Onmyoji is good at controlling souls, shikigami, curse seals, and soul summoning bells. This person uses dead souls as his soldiers and the sound of the bell as his command. He wants to use the seven residual souls to hold us back."

In the mist, the Onmyoji slowly raised his hand and did not speak. His voice was directly transmitted to everyone's ears through the Yin evil mist. He spoke stiffly and had a cold, foreign tone.

"Foreign monks, retreat."

A simple word, cold and arrogant, with undisguised hostility and contempt.

In his eyes, this group of Chinese monks who suddenly broke into the deserted village were just intruders who disrupted the formation and did not care about life and death.

Hu Jiulang stood upright in black clothes, with a straight posture, and a faint cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "When will the mountains and rivers of China, and the land of China, get the order to drive away the evil spirits from outside the territory?"

After he finished speaking, he flicked his fingertips, and the warm copper coin flew out of the air, spinning rapidly in the air. The golden hexagram pattern on the surface of the copper coin flashed, heading towards the Onmyoji in the fog.

"Stubborn."

The Onmyoji snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and black mist suddenly gushes out, turning into a wall of pitch black mist, blocking the flying coins.

When——

The copper coins hit the black fog, making a crisp and muffled sound, the golden light exploded, and the black fog collapsed.

At the same time, Onmyoji shook the bronze soul-calling bell again.

Ding——ding——

Two bells rang, high and low, cold and eerie.

The seven pale dead souls instantly became restless, their stiff limbs twisted and exerted force, the frozen soil beneath their feet shattered, and they ran towards the crowd.The empty face was expressionless, but it exuded a cold and vicious aura of crazy bloodthirsty.

"The formation remains unchanged, everyone performs their duties!" Lin Jia shouted in a deep voice.

Wang Xinxin and Mo Mo took the lead, and in a flash, they reached the earth walls on both sides.

Swish, brush, brush!

Dozens of poison-quenching silver needles and bone-penetrating darts shot out of the air, accurately piercing the limbs and joints of the dead soul.The Tang Sect's hidden weapon is designed to break the evil energy veins. The needle body is contaminated with Yang Rui's special evil-breaking medicine powder. The moment it touches the black mist of the dead soul, white smoke rises and the ghost trembles violently.

"These dead souls are solidified by the formation and are immortal. They can only be temporarily suppressed." Wang Xinxin said coldly, "Don't waste the lethality, just cut off their trajectory."

Momo flipped her wrist and threw out the silver soft rope, wrapping it around the necks of the two dead souls and squeezing them hard. The black mist vibrated and forcibly stopped the running dead souls in place.

The golden light on Li Anqi's fingertips skyrocketed, and the frozen soil beneath his feet cracked. Countless sharp stone thorns burst out of the soil, staggering to form a stone wall, blocking the path of the remaining souls.Gold and stone are the sun, naturally restraining the ghosts. The dead souls hit the stone wall, the black mist burned, and they let out a shrill and silent roar.

Several snow-white Qingxin Gu flew out of Qian Dan's sleeves. The small insects floated in the air, emitting a faint soft light, softly purifying the surrounding evil mist and weakening the soul-controlling power of the soul-calling bell.

Yang Rui raised his hand and threw four pitch-black magic cards, which formed a simple soul-suppressing barrier when they landed, protecting the whole team and blocking the cold and evil energy from invading.

Everyone cooperated, and in just a short moment, seven dead souls were trapped, unable to move forward any further.

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