At this time, Lingqing was in no hurry, sitting cross-legged in the altar quietly waiting for the large array to be completed.
Just like when we were standing in Chaishan at the beginning, we can completely reach the battle when the evil spirit starts and the time is right.
Those ghosts who were scared away by the fighting between Lingqing and Grandma are shrinking in fear and don’t know what to do.
"Ah … ah …"
My grandmother couldn’t help crying because she was constantly worn away by the magic chains.
The sound is unpredictable, like thousands of lonely souls shouting and howling together in other bodies.
Looking at those ghosts at this time, a horizontal direct drink a way.
"Don’t wait for the bitch! I’ll break the altar!"
"ah? This …
Grandma, if I have this ability? "
The middle-aged belle said with a hard face
In the manor, she is in charge of a group of female servants. At this time, everyone pushed her out naturally.
"Don’t be wordy and do it quickly or I’ll reward you with ten ghost whips each."
At this time, grandma was suffering from the grinding of the magic evil spirit, and her heart was full of rage. When she heard this, she was immediately angry.
"It’s grandma!"
The fear of the demons and ghosts for the punishment of the ghost whip has penetrated into their souls.
Even though I know that rushing to the altar may be shocked out of my wits, I still can’t help but obey orders.
"Bless the Buddha! Alas, it’s pathetic. "
Come and close your eyes and wait for the large array to stand up. Lingqing can’t help but open his eyes and sigh.
Chapter one hundred and thirty-four The nether passage
Lingqing sighs a waist and naturally raises my hand and throws it.
Hua la la ~
In the middle of the page, you can’t stop turning over the cover of the light-clearing pocket.
Towards the altar, a group of demons died and disappeared, then appeared on the page.
The ability of this spell to capture demons and ghosts is just like burning spell symbols. It is to collect those demons and ghosts as symbols on the page.
It’s easy to deal with ghosts and wild ghosts.
But if you want to accept the spectre, the lich king, but some strength is incompetent.
Unless the magic town legislative forum will take the spectre and the demon king, it can be taken in.
Otherwise, a thousand-year-old demon like grandma is afraid that his instrument will be broken.
At this time, the whole Huaiyin Mountain is left with Lingqing and can’t stop crying and denouncing the tree demon grandmother.
He will sit on the altar and wait, regardless of his noise.
As time goes by, nearly a large array of full ShaQi suddenly poured into the tree demon manor.
The wind, the clouds, the fog, the floating candles have been extinguished, and the phantom of the whole manor has been swept away.
Expose a mass grave with overgrown weeds, horizontal inscriptions and dilapidated graves.
There is a huge locust tree beside it, which is full of branches and leaves, meets the clouds and covers thousands of buildings.
This is the face of the manor. This is the face of the tree demon grandmother.
At this time, the tree connected to the sky is also wrapped with magic chains
The chain rattled and twisted, and its branches and trunks burned a series of dark red light marks that could not heal for a long time.
In this mass grave, there is a little bit of light flashing.
Taking root and sprouting like a species in Shaqi nourishing, a seedling will soon grow into a towering tree.
Half wrapped around the locust tree like twins.
Pengpeng ~
More and more intense shaqi urges the yellow buds to bloom one after another.
Some huge flowers hold urns and corpses.