Chapter 1697 The Spirit Behind the Little Celestial Master (40)
So she stood on tiptoe to reach it, and she said to him: "Don't leave me in the future, my yang energy can cover you."
Yu Moqian was able to leave that place because of her yang energy.
With Yang Qi, he looks human.
Wandering in the world will not wear out the soul, let alone provoke the arrest of ghosts in the underworld, or the punishment of heaven.
Yu Moqian nodded, "Well, good."
In fact, he is not very afraid of the arrest of wear and tear and ghosts.
Afraid of being punished by heaven.
Just as Yu Moqian was about to walk out the door, his face suddenly changed slightly.
He stretched out his hand and pulled Bai Weiwei behind him, quickly raised his palm, and a golden gossip circle pattern appeared on his palm.
It's like a beautiful shield.
A blue electric shock came directly at Yu Mo from the door with a devastating force.
The golden gossip formation blocked the lightning.
Gold and blue exploded.
Yu Mo came back to his senses, immediately picked up Bai Weiwei, stood on tiptoe, and rushed up the stairs extremely swiftly.
A monster covered in lightning came crashing at the door.
There were dragon scales all over his body, covered with fine blue hair, and a black horn on his head, roaring and chasing Yu Moqian.
It is the bronze sculpture Xiezhi at the door.
Yu Moqian's face darkened, these two bronze Xiezhi should be antiques.
In front of the former yamen, he absorbed too much aura.
So you can sense his arrival.
He is a ghost who can only survive by deceiving the world.
For Xiezhi, who distinguishes right from wrong and loyal and traitorous, he is a monster that cannot be tolerated in the world and must be obliterated.
Yu Moqian didn't care about the ghosts.
Only in the face of this kind of thing that has the breath of heaven, will it be serious.
Several lightning strikes attacked Yu Moqian from all directions.
Yu Moqian grimaced, stretched out his fingers, and quickly drew countless yellow talismans in the void.
The yellow talisman emitted golden rays of light, connected into a huge net, and blocked the thunder and lightning.
Thunder and lightning crackled in mid-air, like setting off fireworks.
Bai Weiwei was pressed on the chest by Yu Moqian, and couldn't help but say to the system: "What the hell is this?"
System: "Xiezhi, specializes in catching bad guys who lie."
If it wasn't for the high level of the system, Bai Weiwei would be protected.
This Xiezhi was attacking Bai Weiwei.
Because of Bai Weiwei's existence, she was even more different than Yu Moqian.
Xiezhi couldn't bear it even more.
Suddenly another Xiezhi rushed out of the door.
Two Xiezhi, emitting blue lightning, destroyed Yu Moqian's magic circle with a terrifying force.
The sharp horn pushed towards Yu Moqian's body.
Yu Moqian retracted his feet, stepped on Xiezhi's horns, and flew up to the ceiling. His braid was swept away by the electric shock, and his black black hair fell apart.
He rushed to the end of the corridor, put Bai Weiwei down, pressed her head with one hand, and whispered in her ear, "Wait for me here."
After speaking, a pen appeared in his palm.
The pen draws a circle on the ground, enclosing Bai Weiwei.
Then he turned his back to Bai Weiwei, his feet were floating, his long hair flew up, and his black pupils turned blood red.
A trace of red lines spread from the corners of his eyes, strange and cold.
The pen draws two long swords in the void, with red spikes as red as blood.
He picked up the sword with both hands, his eyes were cold and full of killing intent.
The fetish that contains the breath of punishment from heaven is the most terrifying weapon of restraint for ghosts.