"This person's method is really cruel. What kind of deep hatred is it that he has taken such a cruel move." Yan Po's room was surrounded by people. Among the crowd, a young man shook his head and sighed.

This person was wearing a short and vigorous outfit, and his accent was very different from that of the locals.

"Maosheng, don't talk nonsense." A middle-aged man next to him pulled his sleeve and pulled him out of the crowd.

The middle-aged man looked very strange, with thick eyebrows and a cube drooping at the end of his tail. His hair was gray and he braided it into a braid and hung it all the way to his waist.

"This woman has practiced the horse immortal. She has no trace of internal cultivation and has never opened her magic line. It is estimated that she was a trick when she was practicing the method and asking for the gods, which caused some evil spirits to retaliate, and then she became like this." When she walked outside the door, the middle-aged man whispered.

The origin of the horse immortal origin comes from the Northeast and belongs to the inheritance of shamanism. By inviting some monsters to possess them, the ability to stop and cure diseases was gained. Later, as this method spread, the scope of immortals invited became wider and wider.

Some people invite the Monkey King, some people invite Guan Gong, and some people invite the Jade Emperor.

But these have no inheritance of Dharma. Most of the time, they will not invite gods and immortals, but will be occupied by demons and evil spirits.

The young man opened his mouth slightly, a little surprised.

He knew that it was dangerous to play the horse fairy, but he did not expect that the consequences of the backlash would be so miserable.

"Master, then will we invite evil gods to the death?" he asked nervously.

Before he could finish his words, he was hit in the head.

"If you don't make me practice seriously, our family's Dharma lineage is complete and there are constant sacrifices. How can these horse immortals compare to? Go back and recite the mantra for me a hundred times, and peel your skin a little less." The middle-aged man looked stern and scolded.

The young man lowered his head and did not dare to speak more.

"This place is quite evil. I heard that the goddess worshipped on Niangniang Mountain is very supernatural and almost always responds to any request. If this matter is true, it is likely that it is an evil thing." The middle-aged man no longer paid attention to his disciple, but looked towards the direction of Niangniang Mountain.

Those righteous gods who are among the sacrificial officials of the court will not respond to human prayers, because the gods are fair and strict and have no selfish intentions. If they interfere in human affairs at will, the world will be in chaos.

There are only two kinds of gods that will respond to human requests, one is the divine force that is offered to various Dharma lines, and the other is the evil god in the mountains and wilds.

The former has special sacrificial methods and inheritance of Dharma lines, and in most cases they are the ancestors of the faction who have attained enlightenment. The latter is the evil gods who are greedy for the incense on earth and use the opportunity to realize their wishes to steal your blessings.

Anyone who wants to get something for nothing will end up eating it without even leaving any bones.

"Okay, who did I think it was the one who was the one who was the one who was a traitor. "Just-holy man." Just as the two were about to leave, a loud shout came from the sky.

In the sky, two majestic figures suddenly appeared. One was holding a steel fork and the other was wearing a long knife.

The divine light overflows and its power is as powerful as a mountain.

These two gods are Hu Long and Du Jin, the guardian gods of the Niangniang Temple.

"Being worshipped the gods?" The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

The aura of these two gods is pure and has almost no miscellaneous energy. Even the soldiers and horses offered by many Dharma veins do not have such pure divinity. Only in the temples that the court has granted can this step be achieved.

"Who are you from the gods? Why are you walking around the world at will?" The middle-aged man was not afraid, but asked.

"Hey, old maomao talks a lot."

Du Jin didn't have much trouble, and he just gave his back and stabbed the middle-aged man with one hand.

The middle-aged man frowned, but he reacted very quickly. He pinched his hands on his chest and started wiping and wiping.

This slap is a secret technique of Meishan. When Master Meishan is rushing to the mountain, he will bless a layer of slap on his body.

If you think about it, you will not hurt yourself by bamboo sticks, wood sticks, thorns, stones, poisonous insects, etc. in the mountains.

"when."

The steel fork stabbed his head as if he had stabbed an iron piece. Not only was the middle-aged man not injured, but Jin was recoiled by a strong force and took a few steps back in the air.

"Two, what do you mean?" The middle-aged man was a little unhappy, why are these two gods unreasonable?

“On side by side.”

Du Jin suffered a loss and was a little overwhelmed. In this land of Niangniang Mountain, he was always the only one who could do his best.

The two gods, one on the left and one on the right, showed an encirclement and attacked the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man stepped on his feet and stepped on the shape of the Bagua. His hands clamped each of them to cause trouble. In between his actions, there were swords, weapons and wind and thunder.

Although he had a pair of fleshy palms, he was not afraid of the steel knife and fork of the second god at all.

The middle-aged man's martial arts are extremely weird, and he is scrambling and clutching, but his flesh and blood body is like steel and iron bones. Even when facing the siege of the two gods, he will not be at all inferior.

He is the Meishan faction, and is best at hunting the mountains. These two gods are originally wild monsters in the mountains, and they are naturally restrained. As time goes by, they are a little restrained and soon fall into a disadvantage.

This opponent is so difficult to deal with, it makes Er Shen anxious.

Hu Long's eyes suddenly turned and his eyes fell on the apprentice.

Taking advantage of the stalemate between the two sides, he shook his body and the steel knife in his hand slashed towards his apprentice's body.

He had long seen that this apprentice had a shallow light on his body and had not yet truly entered the Tao. He was a soft persimmon.

But as soon as Hu Long had a movement, he heard a quick spell coming from his ear.

"It turns into a golden soldier tube and a silver soldier tube, it turns into a call to the gods of war, call to the gods of war, call to the soldiers, call to the horses and horses."

The middle-aged man muttered something and whistled three times in a row.

In an instant, the wind was rolling around, black clouds lingered, and the sound of golden swords colliding and the neighing of horses came from the void.

A soldier wearing a leather jacket, carrying an arrow bag, and a scimitar on his waist appeared.

The black clouds rolled, and it was not very clear to see clearly, and I don’t know how many people were hiding.

As soon as these divine weapons appeared, they rushed towards Hu Long.

Hu Long is a crocodile who has practiced for a hundred years and has attained enlightenment. This kind of strength is only considered ordinary among monsters. He only borrowed the talisman of the god general to shake his majesty.

The Meishan Sect's lineage has been passed down for 700 years since Zhang Wulang, and has been offering countless soldiers and horses. Their strength is not obvious. However, once they form Yin soldiers, it is very terrible.

Hu Long was knocked and wrapped by the magic weapon, and a scream came out of his mouth.

When the black clouds dissipated, the divine light on his body was dim, his body was as thin as paper, and a crocodile's tail was cut off, looking extremely miserable.

Du Jin was shocked when he saw this, but he didn't expect that this human being was so powerful.

In fear, he also felt a little timid.

But he didn't know that his distraction happened to be found by the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man pinched the five thunder seals with his right hand and smacked him heavily on Du Jin's body.

Du Jin's body shook violently, and the light instantly dissipated most of the time. This time, he was so scared that his soul was so big that he ignored everything else. His body turned into black smoke and ran away in a flash.
Chapter completed!