Seeing the young man's gentle demeanor and casual greetings like old friends, Wen Mengchun felt tears filling his eyes for some reason.
Gong Mengbi Qufeng put the two of them on the ground and looked at Meng Hua's injuries, "Essence and blood are exhausted, mana is exhausted, and mind is exhausted. Brother Meng Dao, you have to rest."
Meng Hua helped Wen Mengchun stand up, his focus was not on his own injuries, but on the steel fork thrown by the Yasha ghost, and he quickly asked: "Where did the Supreme Dragon Transformation Power on his steel fork come from? "
Gong Mengbi had no intention of showing off, and said: "Don't be anxious, I have already met Master Huolong, and he is the one who was entrusted by the master to take care of you."
Meng Hua was extremely excited: "I knew that Master would not die."
He worriedly asked: "How is my master doing now?"
Gong Mengbi said: "Master Huolong is not in good condition now, but he is not in danger of his life. He escaped from the soul through the incense of the Little Holy Temple, and is now cultivating in the Little Holy Temple."
Meng Hua was silent for a moment and said, "It's not easy to escape."
Meng Hua calmed down and thanked: "Thank you both for taking over."
Gong Mengbi said: "It doesn't matter. Although we only met each other once, we can still be considered friends who met by chance."
On the other side, the Yaksha ghost is wrestling with the Yang ghost underwater.
The Yaksha ghost's magic power was only at level 9, but he was tall and mighty, extremely powerful, and highly skilled in martial arts. He was also assisted by the magic power of the Fire Dragon Master. For a moment, he pinned the Yang ghost to the bottom of the water like he was spearing a fish. No matter how much he struggled, Just can't get off the steel fork.
The Yang ghost was furious: "Little Yaksha ghost!"
He suddenly spit out a ball of fire, broke the water surface, and hit the Yaksha ghost on the head.
The Yasha ghost had to retreat, so he took the opportunity to spread out, turned into a red shadow and got out of the water, and then gathered again.
The Yang ghost's red eyes lit up fire and emitted a ray of light, looking at the Yaksha ghost.
When his eyes fell, Yasha Gui felt that the blood in his body was boiling, his eyes suddenly became dim, and his face turned unnaturally red.
Gong Mengbi glanced at it from a distance and said immediately: "We will talk about old times later. Can Fellow Daoist Wen lend me the mirage beads?"
Without hesitation, Wen Mengchun handed over the mirage beads and told him the formula.
Gong Mengbi was very moved and said, "Wait for a moment."
He silently recited the mantra, and a mirage emerged from the mirage bead and fell on him, turning him into another person in an instant.
Ordinary people, ordinary clothes, the kind who can't be found in a crowd.
The outside is disguised with mirage beads, and the inside is covered with illusions. Despite his ordinary attire, Gong Mengbi walked towards the wind, stretched out his hand and said, "The wind is coming!"
The biting cold wind howled in the winter night and turned into a bone-scraping steel knife along Gong Mengbi's hand, sucking Yang Gui into it.
The Yasha ghost escaped from the Yang ghost's red eyes, but his mouth and tongue still felt dry, as if his blood had boiled.
This Yang Ghost's Taoism is so high that it is as far away as Gong Mengbi. When it is caught in the wind, it changes with the wind and turns into a red air without being affected at all.
"Here comes another one." The Yang ghost looked at Gong Mengbi and said, "You hide your head and show your tail, you are a cowardless person."
Yang Gui's whole body shone with light, red flames surged, dispelling the cold wind, and then suddenly rushed towards Gong Mengbi.
The yaksha ghost came up to him waving his steel fork. As soon as the steel fork danced, cold flowers bloomed, trying to pull down the yaksha ghost.
Yang Gui avoided the steel fork and could no longer get close to Gong Mengbi's body.
He was not afraid of the Yasha ghost, but he was afraid that the steel fork could pin him in the water, making him unable to move or change.
This is Huo Long Zhenren, whose Taoism is profound and his magic power is pure. No matter how false or true he is, he cannot escape the suppression of his magic power.
Yang ghosts don't know this, so they can only avoid it.
But he was not unable to deal with it. Yang ghosts were invisible while Yin ghosts had substance. He just shook his body and created boundless fire, rushing towards Yaksha ghost and Gong Mengbi.
Gong Mengbi practices the Heart Fire method and has a strong sense of flames. He knows that this is the magic fire that burns human essence, blood and marrow, and cannot be contaminated.
"Walk!"
He rolled up the wind and led the Yaksha ghost to escape from the flames.
The Yang ghost transformed into fire, ignited all the white grass on the ground, and chased after him dragging blazing flames. Yang Gui's upper body still looked like a flame, but his lower body had turned into a prairie fire. The fire was so intense that half of the sky turned red.
"Run, where are you running!" Yang Gui laughed, and fire crows flew out of the fire and flapped their wings to chase after them.
Yang Gui himself grabbed the fire again, turned into red silk, and rolled it towards Gong Mengbi.
The Yasha ghost waved his steel fork, knocking down the fire crows and turning them into sparks.
But the Fire Crow only blocked the road, and its ultimate move was the shocking Hong Ling.
Unable to escape, Gong Mengbi let out a loud roar and said, "What do you think this is?"
He offered a treasure vase, and a suction force was generated in the bottle, like a whirlpool, swallowing up all the flames.
All the flames, red ribbons, and flames all over the sky were swallowed up by the incomparable power of absorption.
Even Yang Gui himself could not maintain his illusory figure, and the flames on his body were torn apart and flowed into the vase.
"What the hell!"
Yang Gui was so frightened that he quickly solidified his body and flew away to avoid being swallowed by the treasure bottle.
But as soon as his body solidified, he saw a residual light flying out from the Egret Creek on one side. The residual light and water contrasted with each other, making Yang Gui defenseless.
Just a spin in the air, a click, Yang Gui screamed, and the head and body were divided into two parts, turning into two balls of fire.
The Eight Wind Bottle swallowed up these two fires like a whale swallowing it.
Gong Mengbi stretched out his hand and the Eight Winds bottle fell into his hand and was corked by him.
Gently shaking the Eight Winds bottle, I saw that there seemed to be a faint red light in it, which illuminated the shadows of the wind and clouds on the bottle, making it extremely beautiful.
Being captured by the Eight Winds Bottle, as long as you don't escape from the mouth of the bottle, you will be attacked by the eight winds from all directions. If you are a flesh and blood body, you will be blown into ashes, and if you are an invisible thing like a Yang ghost, It will only dissipate the spirit, come from the invisible, and turn into the invisible.
Yasha Ghost exhaled, "When did you hide the flying sword in the water?"
Gong Mengbi said: "When you fought with him. I have dealt with the Yin and Yang ghosts. Although the Yang ghost is stronger, it is difficult to change its nature, so I have already laid an ambush."
The Yasha ghost glanced at him and wondered, "Why don't you tell me first? What if it doesn't succeed?"
Gong Mengbi smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I still have a second hand if I fail."
The Yasha ghost had to be impressed.
After Yang Gui was taken in, he suddenly heard an extremely terrifying ghost roar coming from afar, mixed with a scolding sound like rolling thunder: "Who dares to kill me, Lord Tianyang?"
A column of black smoke rose into the sky and rushed towards the direction of Bailu Creek.
Gong Mengbi and Yaksha Ghost's expressions suddenly changed, they looked at each other and said, "Let's go!"
One of them rolled up Menghua, the other carried Wen Mengchun on his back, and fled towards Zhenshan.
Not long after they left, the black smoke fell on the place where Yang Gui was collected, gathering into a Taoist priest wearing apricot yellow robes.
This Taoist priest has a square mouth, a broad nose, and an ugly appearance, but in his Taoist robes, he actually has a somewhat majestic and unusual appearance.
He grabbed the wind and smelled it carefully, but found nothing.
Then he looked at the traces of the fight and showed a fierce expression: "So alert and smart. But do you think you can escape from this? It's a dream."
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