Li Xun’s mind first jumped out of this idea.
"bodhi old zu!"
Maybe it’s fear of everything, maybe it’s devotion to the ancestors of Zongmen, and of course it’s more likely that it’s a heavy pressure of insanity. On the other side of the lake, you learn a sad cry, and Yan Biao falls to the ground first, followed by Mrs. Yan, who hesitates and kneels.
It’s seclusion. Maybe it’s not too violent in a dogfight.
It’s tears to kowtow to your face when you are still twisting the shadow. "Zongmen overturns your ancestors’ eyes."
Answering him is another piercing cry.
The shadow of the crack suddenly expands, but then the tone of the howling tail suddenly changes. "The bodhi old zu is dizzy and I don’t."
It seems that thousands of thunderbolts descended from the sky several times, and the strong sound was repeatedly blown up. At that time, the people’s ears were "no", and they just cried and died.
Li Xun was dumbfounded when he looked at the emerging shadow. "Is Yamaraja a ghost fire?"
It’s hard to identify from the shadow shape, but the feeling will not become familiar. The breath spreads from the front of the virtual crack to the surrounding darkness and trembles back.
There are sonic shocks outside the shadow. "I don’t! The points are that my father died and my father died. "
You Xi’s face turns blue and white, or he is at a loss. He looks back at Yan Biao in distress and looks at Mrs. Yan, mumbling, "What’s going on? What’s going on?"
Mrs. Yan also looked bleak and hesitated for a long time before answering, "Is this … bullying teachers and destroying ancestors?"
"Not a ghost fire, Yamaraja."
Li Xun suddenly denied the previous judgment. He stared at the shadow and gradually turned white.
Next to the ancient sound, he finally spoke, but he answered Li Xun’s words, "It’s not a ghost fire, but a ghost fire …"
"curse spirit!"
The two voices are in one place, and the shadow is also changing again.
More than ten slender tentacles are pulled out of the body, which seems to be limited to extend and insert obliquely into the ground, that is, when two breaths, a sharp cry suddenly rises and pricks the eardrum, which is regrettable.
Gray shadows pop up from the ground, but the fog is dim, but the ancestors curse the spirit and doubt it, and I don’t know the shadow. By other means, the ancestors curse the spirit from the ground and the two sides quickly approached the final collision.
It’s hard for people to understand how the shadow has done harm to them. You can see that the two colors, gray, dark and black, are twisted and changed together until you have me and I have you, and you can’t tell them apart anymore.
Dissipating the spirit of resentment and dying will be swallowed up by the nine realms in a blink of an eye, but the body resentment will grow crazily and never stop.
The incantation sound in the chaotic wave starts again. "Life and death are the same, and the bottom of the secluded prison will never be robbed of thunder and fire every day."
At the same time, an irresistible force emerged from the depths of the earth, like a giant spirit palm, grasping the curse spirit in the entanglement, and the shadow suddenly dragged the virtual crack, showing violent fluctuations, and the surrounding darkness shrank back, so that everyone had to witness the process of the new oath being triggered
You leave the puppet at last.
The puppet retreated behind the ancient sound, and the qi machine sank and didn’t know what to do; Youli turned around and looked at the twisting spell spirit sinking into the ground, and the last breath was drowned by Jiuyou’s atmosphere.
"This is the ghost fire!"
The deep chill pervades Li Xun’s whole body, and the curse spirit swears to the curse spirit and swears to the poison reputation … Then think of how Yamaraja needs to be ruthless and how to refuse to make this kind of handwriting.
He glanced at the ancient sound and wondered what this woman felt at the moment.
The ancient sound didn’t look at him, but stretched out his hand and held the worried little hand. The little girl was rubbing her scalp as if she had been scared by the scene just now, and it seemed that she hadn’t recovered from the shock of the spirit force itself, but her expression on weekdays was no different.
The breath of the demon phoenix fluctuates again. Li Yan really can’t tell the difference between sorrow and what state it is now.
Of course, this is not the key point. Can the attitude of ancient sounds change?
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. This is a must-cross, but it is difficult to let the ancient sound, which has been almost unfavorable for nearly a hundred years, concede defeat and give in.
At this time, the cat suddenly reacted when it fell far away. The little guy’s thick tail swung from small to large, and finally his whole body earned it.
Li Xun heaved a sigh of relief and knew that he had picked up his life and returned.
I haven’t decided whether to greet a cat’s little head and look around. Although it is still a little weak, it can recover its smart posture. Then it moves its eyes and narrows its eyes. There is some hesitation and suspicion. When Li Xun first saw it, it was almost the same.
It is obviously strange that the ancient sound does not hide its surprise that the blood kiss is still alive. Soon, she will look back and stare at Li Xun. If she thinks, she should be aware that Li Xun did not improvise.