"There is no good or evil in law, only the one who uses it is evil!" Wang Zijia muttered to himself, then floated onto the Bone Throne. "Walk!"
Following Wang Zijia's words, the ghost mist filled the five ghosts' bodies. As the four ghosts stepped forward, the five ghosts and their sedans all turned into shadows that could not be seen without spiritual eyes, and moved quickly in one direction.
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After a moment, in the east area of Yushou Vein, in front of a courtyard with quite good scenery, Wang Zijia's figure quietly emerged.
After preliminary estimation, it is at least three times faster than the flying speed of a paper kite. This is still a normal movement speed. This speed is definitely considered fast in the wine ceremony!
After sensing his own situation, Wang Zijia raised his eyes and looked at the courtyard in front of him, and the information about his owner also appeared in his mind.
Name: Min Xin
Cultivation: Early stage of wine sacrifice
Belongs to: Taming the Beast Vein and Moving the Beast Flow
Major: Owning a ghost leopard in the middle stage of the wine ceremony, the ghost is hard to find.
Among the three information on the Liquor Overhaul provided by Du Kang, this one should be the easiest to deal with.
Especially since the opponent is still a beast-controlling monk, and he has been preparing for this for three months. If he calculates mentally or not, he has a high chance of defeating the opponent quickly.
In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the incantation in the Five Ghosts Communication Technique was not very professional and would trigger life-saving things for the dead, he would have preferred to try the incantation first, which would be safer.
But now he is not in vain. The Taoist Talisman Dao Foundation made of Dao Fruit, plus five wine-offering realm demons and ghosts, plus a high-grade method for peak wine-offering, plus a third-grade spiritual weapon for the real person realm.
There was still a calculated and unintentional sneak attack on the beast-controlling monk. With all the factors added up, there should be a 99% chance, right?
As for the last hundred and one risks, he doesn't have to bear them himself. He is a Taoist now, so if he can't handle it, he can call someone else.
He’s not afraid anyway!
With this as a guarantee, Wang Zijia is full of confidence.
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Although he was confident enough, Wang Zijia did not go up directly. Instead, he carefully took out a set of chess formations and carefully arranged them around the yard.
This is the second-grade concealment formation that Wang Zijia spent nearly two thousand mana to buy.
Although the outer gate is very large, making small moves is not a big deal, but if there is a fight in the Liquor Realm, it is still easy to be noticed.
Just like in the previous life, it was difficult for anyone to detect you in private fights and small tricks in the city, but if there was a group fight or even a gunfight, Uncle Hat would be there in minutes.
After arranging the hidden formation, Wang Zijia looked at the courtyard again.
The courtyard is quite large, covering four acres and covering an area of several acres. It is surrounded by rockeries and flowing water, and is surrounded by pavilions and pavilions. It is quiet and elegant.
Surrounded by the Five Ghost Talisman Cards, Wang Zijia turned into a shadow and cautiously moved towards the yard.
Unexpectedly, he did not encounter the defensive formation that Wang Zijia had expected. After all, most of the wine-sacrifice monks' courtyards should have a defensive formation.
But before Wang Zijia could breathe a sigh of relief, he immediately stopped because he found some traces of the warning formation.
The formation was set up very concealed. If he hadn't been a second-grade Talisman Master and had a hundred and twenty thoughts, he probably wouldn't have noticed it.
After a while, Wang Zijia frowned.
It turned out to be a second-grade warning formation. He was just a talisman master, so it would be a bit difficult to handle it quietly.
Looking at the inner courtyard shrouded in warning formations, Wang Zijia was speechless for a while.
There were not many people serving in the entire courtyard, just a few ordinary disciples, and none of them went to the backyard. I don’t know if it’s because the backyard is not allowed to enter, or because it’s already night time.
Wang Zijia thought for a moment, and then the five ghosts came out quietly, knocking out all the other disciples in the courtyard. A ghost talisman turned into a ghost mist, shrouding a disciple. Putting the other party into a state of confusion, as if sleepwalking, he slowly walked to the backyard and stepped in.
At this moment, Wang Zijia, with the blessing of the five ghosts, turned into a shadow and slipped in.
"Tear!"
As the boy stepped in, a ray of cold light rushed out from the void, directly scratching the boy's clothes and leaving several deep scratches on his chest that were visible to the bone. The huge force also sent him flying away.
"Roar!"
A black leopard appeared and roared at the boy.
The moment he entered the warning formation, the ghost fog controlling the disciple disappeared without a trace. At this moment, he was hit by claws and roared. Before he woke up, he was knocked unconscious again.
"What's going on?" At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the backyard and yelled.
The middle-aged man is in his forties, with two strange strands of white hair on his temples. He looks very mature, but his temperament is sinister, giving people a feeling that he is not easy to mess with.
"Roar!" Black Panther turned around and roared at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man frowned and took a few steps forward, preparing to walk up to the fainting disciple and ask.
"hiss······"
But after taking only two steps, the black panther suddenly showed a posture of alert, bared its teeth, and made a protest sound from its mouth.
The middle-aged man makes a move and does whatever he wants to do.
At this time, a little spiritual light suddenly lit up outside the entire courtyard, and a faint smoke enveloped the entire courtyard.
At the same time, a few meters in front of the fainted disciple, between the middle-aged man and the disciple, a figure suddenly appeared.
As the figure emerged, there were five ghost figures.
Three of them rushed towards the black panther in front of them, and the remaining two ghosts rushed towards the middle-aged man. Wang Zijia, who appeared, waved his hand, and ten brilliant spears like blood crystal emerged, following the black shadow and rushing towards the middle-aged man Min Xin.
"How brave!"
Min Xin shouted sternly, and pressed his hands down to form claws. His nails stuck out two inches like claws, flashing with cold light. He bowed slightly, lowered his waist, lowered his hips, and his body muscles expanded in a circle.
Facing the flying spear, he raised his claw palm and smashed it into pieces with a few claws.
At this time, two ghost figures had already stepped forward. One turned into a four-armed demon ghost and rushed forward with its mouth wide open. The other one assumed the form of a ghost and rushed forward.
"bump!"
The materialized demon ghost was the first to come into contact with it. When the ghost's claws collided with the opponent's claws, there was a dull impact sound, which made Min Xin's heart tremble slightly.
Immediately afterwards, the ghost shadow approached, and a transparent light shield emerged from Min Xin's body, bouncing away the oncoming shadow.
One person and one ghost fought quickly without stopping.
On the other side, when Wang Zijia saw this, he was originally thinking of a quick victory, but when he saw that the first test failed, he did not hold back at all, and a book appeared above his head.
As the blood-red light flickered, Wang Zijia's aura surged, and he reached the peak of the wine ceremony in the blink of an eye.
Min Xin was startled and shouted in the distance: "Black Tiger!"
"Roar!"
(End of chapter)
