The cameraman at the side was completely confused by the conversation between the two people. It was just a variety show, why did it involve a life-and-death farewell?

At this moment, Yan Zixiu looked at Jing Shaoci, and an indescribable and complicated feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

He opened his lips and uttered a sentence after a long time, "Jing Shaoci, the road ahead is chaotic, you..."

"So what." Jing Shaoci's tone was strong and gentle, and his black eyes looked at him scorchingly, "I want to accompany you just because it's dangerous."

Jing Shaoci's words were like a sip of strong liquor, and the heat that was swallowed into the throat lingered in the heart wantonly and boldly, and no matter how hard you tried to suppress it, it could not be ignored.

Yan Zixiu looked at his expression and suddenly laughed.

This smile was different from the cold and indifferent smile of the past. His eyes were full of brilliance. It was

like the resurrection of all things. His natural and beautiful appearance was so beautiful that it made people hold their breath. Even the bright moonlight was inferior to him.

Jing Shaoci was stunned for a moment, and his mind suddenly remembered the man in the black robe with a silver dragon in his dream.

At this time, Yan Zixiu held his hand tightly and said, "I am here, and I will never let you fall into danger."

Before Jing Shaoci could respond, a shrill shout suddenly came from the front.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Zixiu pulled Jing Shaoci and disappeared.

The two photographers were so scared that their eyes almost popped out, and they were trembling and couldn't speak.

When Yan Zixiu appeared in front of the staff, the scene was quiet for two seconds, and then screams broke out.

He didn't care how panicked everyone was, and pulled the director up from the ground, "What happened?"

But the director was so scared that his eyes were wide open, and he was too slow to react.

Yan Zixiu shook him off, and then pulled the program coordinator over, and shouted: "Speak!"

"They, Cao Xing and the others, were sucked in by this wall."

Yan Zixiu let go of his hand and turned to walk towards the courtyard wall outside the wooden building.

He strode closer, then raised his long legs and kicked the wall.

The black earth wall cracked quickly until it collapsed completely.

Yan Zixiu kicked the wall down with one foot? ? ! !

Everything that happened before their eyes was beyond everyone's ability to accept. Everyone looked very happy

. Yan Zixiu made a gesture with his fingers, and his eyes were full of sternness. "Ride the clouds and rise up, and be everywhere."

As soon as he finished speaking, three rays of light shot straight into the sky from his fingertips.

In an instant, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated instantly. The shadow of Wangshu, which was a crescent-shaped crescent before, turned into a full moon.

"Let's go."

Before everyone could react, the figures of Yan Zixiu and Jing Shaoci disappeared quickly in front of everyone.

At this moment, Cao Xing and others and the two photographers were trapped in the main hall of the wooden house. The door was clearly there, but every time they took a step forward, the door moved one step further away like magic, and they could never touch it.

"We, what should we do?" Li Siruo had already started crying, and the sound of her sobbing made the others, who were already anxious, even more irritated.

"We are already trapped here, what's the point of you crying?" Fang Xia said loudly.

"I can't even cry? Why are you angry at me?" Li Siruo directly retorted.

"You..."

"Alright!" Cao Xing yelled directly, "It's already like this, can you calm down and think of a solution?"

Fang Xia and Li Siruo glared at each other, and then shut up.

Lin Yinan was relatively calm. After shaking Fang Xia's hand, he said, "The program team must be thinking of a solution now. None of us should wander around. Maybe we can get out in a while." As

soon as he finished speaking, the drumbeats sounded again.

This time, there was not only the sound of string music, but also a humming female voice, with a melodious opera tune that echoed ethereally in the wooden building.

As this soft and winding tune played, the sky outside the door gradually brightened.

Soon, the blood-like residual sun dyed the entire sky red, like a beast with a huge mouth full of fangs.

Everyone was frightened by this horrifying scene and turned pale, even the red light could not reflect the color.

This female voice sang intermittently, and the sound that came and went seemed to surround them, making Lin Yinan and others extremely nervous.

Cao Xing gritted his teeth and yelled at the door, "Get out! Don't scare people by pretending to be a ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his opera voice suddenly stopped.

"I am Jiang Qirou, and I have seen you all."

What era is this? There are still women who call themselves slaves. Even Cao Xing couldn't help but take a step back.

"Don't be afraid, sir." The woman smiled, and her clear spring-like voice was full of joy. "I will come out to see you now."

Hearing this, everyone, including the photographer, immediately shrank into the corner and huddled together tightly.

An arm suddenly stretched out from the door. The white skin like cream was covered with cracks, just like a top-quality sweet white glaze vase that was broken and then glued together.

The bright red nails were firmly grasping the door panel, and the woman was trying hard to drag the body outside in.

As time passed, the cracks on the arm began to ooze blood, and the sticky blood dripped down.

At this time, Xu Maitong could no longer bear it and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

"You actually brought a woman back!" The woman outside the door suddenly changed her voice, and it rubbed against everyone's eardrums.

A photographer quickly covered Xu Maitong's mouth and squeezed out a voice, saying, "Stop screaming!"

But it was too late to say anything now. A dark red flashed before everyone's eyes, and the woman suddenly appeared in front of them.

A strong stench immediately filled the entire main hall. However, unlike their horrified imagination, this female ghost wearing a phoenix crown and a red robe was extremely beautiful, with a gorgeous look between her eyebrows and eyes, full of endless charm.

But Cao Xing and the others did not dare to look at her any more, because this woman who claimed to be Jiang Qirou was floating in the air.

Jiang Qirou looked down at them for a while, and actually sighed faintly.

"I don't ask for much, I just want someone to accompany me forever."

She scanned the men present and asked, "Are any of you willing to stay?"

Several men, including Lin Yinan, shook their heads desperately, fearing that they would be chosen if they were late.

The ghost girl's expression suddenly changed, but she smiled again in the blink of an eye, "Then you..."

"Go to hell."

In an instant, the whole wooden building began to shake violently, and the sky changed from rosy clouds to dark clouds in an instant.

The strong wind outside the door roared up, and the sound of raindrops hitting the ground stimulated everyone's nerves.

It was raining heavily, but the wooden building began to burn, and thick smoke quickly rose everywhere, suffocating everyone.

The ghost girl floated in the air, and the dying struggles of the crowd turned into a beautiful sight to her, and even the corners of her lips curled up in pleasure.

The flames kept licking everyone's body, and the burning sensation that was worse than death made them roll on the ground like crazy, and two of them had already turned into charred corpses.

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from above.

Yan Zixiu crushed the roof with one foot and jumped down from a height of more than ten meters. The red line on his right wrist turned into a hundred, and pierced the ghost girl like a steel needle.

He quickly pinched the fingers with his other hand and shouted: "Break the illusion--"

The flames and rainstorms disappeared in an instant, and the wooden building turned back to its original dark appearance.

The female ghost waved her sleeves and blocked all the red lines.

At this time, Jing Shaoci also walked in from outside, and the purple air on his body immediately made the female ghost scream sharply.

Yan Zixiu quickly protected him after landing, and looked at the female ghost in red with a pair of sharp eyes.

Everyone gradually regained consciousness, even the two who were "burned to death" opened their eyes.

"Come behind me."

The others ran over as if they had been pardoned, but Li Siruo took the opportunity to pounce on Jing Shaoci, but was pushed away by Yan Zixiu.

If there was anyone that Jiang Qirou hated more than men, it was the Taoist priest.

She looked at Yan Zixiu with a sinister look, but as she looked at him, she was attracted by the person behind him.

"No one of you can leave this place today."

Jiang Qirou said, and then she used her jade hands to smooth a bunch of hair on her shoulders.

After a while, she suddenly smiled softly and said, "But if you just leave him here, I can give you a way out."

Everyone looked over where her eyes fell, and they didn't expect that this female ghost also had a crush on Jing Shaoci like Li Siruo.

Yan Zixiu narrowed his eyes for a moment, and the dark light in his eyes was murderous for the first time.

Jiang Qirou originally thought that he was just a slightly powerful Taoist priest, so she had been careless.

But after seeing Yan Zixiu draw a talisman out of thin air, his expression instantly became solemn.

"Who are you?"

The Heavenly Master has not appeared in the world for thousands of years, and it is even more impossible for him to appear here.

Yan Zixiu's eyes were filled with absolute murderousness and coldness, "You don't deserve to know."

After the last word fell, the man and the ghost attacked at the same time.

The talisman between Yan Zixiu's fingers turned into a golden light and went straight to the air to strangle Jiang Qirou, but Jiang Qirou turned around and turned into

a ball of sand and black mist, covering the sky and the earth and drowning. When the golden light and the black mist collided, the other people were shocked and their internal organs seemed to be displaced. Except for Jing Shaoci, all of them fell to the ground.

Yan Zixiu didn't know what method he used, but when this force approached Jing Shaoci, he actually blocked it with something like a light curtain.

At this time, he had already floated into the air, and there was a faint flash of lightning where his palms overlapped.

After a thunderous sound that pierced through the clouds and split the rocks, the eight gates of Taoism, Kai, Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Jing, and Si, opened simultaneously.

The eight thunderous characters were shaken into the ground by him, and silver electric light flickered between each character.

"Stand up!"

It's not that he couldn't subdue this fierce ghost directly, but if he attacked at this moment and beat the opponent to death, the area within a hundred miles would be swallowed by Yin Qi and become a place of corpses.

The village was nearby, and he couldn't abandon hundreds of lives.

So he could only suppress this fierce ghost in the eight-door annihilation formation first, and then destroy it separately.

The previous golden light was constantly fighting with the black mist, but as time passed, the light dimmed visibly with the naked eye.

"Hurry!"

Yan Zixiu's cold rebuke startled the brothers Cao Xing and Cao Zhi. They came to their senses and immediately stood on the two farthest doors. Fang Xia also stood on the doors of life and injury with the help of her boyfriend Lin Yinan.

The two photographers gritted their teeth and climbed up from the ground and stood up. At this moment, only Li Siruo, Xu Maitong and Jing Shaoci were left in the main hall.

"Jing Shaoci, you stand at the center of the formation."

Yan Zixiu raised his hand and waved it. Countless talismans immediately leaped into the air and quickly swept towards the black mist.

The remaining two doors were still empty. Xu Maitong half crawled and half walked to stand on them, but Li Siruo did not move.

"Li Siruo, you want to kill us!!" Fang Xia shouted angrily.

Li Siruo was shaking violently. Cao Xing was anxious and stepped forward to carry her and put her on the last death gate.

As the nine people stood still, the Eight Gates Annihilation Array instantly burst out with a strong light.

The purple air in Jing Shaoci's body turned into a giant black gold dragon, rising from the ground in an instant.

"The Seven Elements of Beidou, the spirit dominates the sky. The Great Sage of Tiangang, the majesty is endless."

The Beidou Divine Mantra was constantly chanted from Yan Zixiu's mouth. After the black gold scales on the dragon turned into chains, the dragon's body gradually turned into smoke.

The chains spiraled up and surrounded the black air layer by layer.

At this time, the fierce ghost Jiang Qirou could no longer hold on and finally turned back into human form.

The chain quickly tightened around her whole body, tightly binding her.

Yan Zixiu closed his eyes, stood in mid-air, and silently chanted a spell.

"Hahahahaha, do you think this stinky Taoist priest wants to save you?" Jiang Qirou was clearly at the end of her strength, but she laughed heartily.

"Everything has a price. He used the yang energy in you as a shield. Once my soul flies away, your flesh and blood will immediately dissipate, and you will return to the underworld with me!"

Jing Shaoci raised his eyes, and his dark eyes instantly turned cold. "If that's the case, why did Yan Zixiu come in to save them?"

These words instantly woke up the others.

Cao Xing shouted, "Mr. Jing is right. We must not believe what the female ghost said. Stand still!"

Jiang Qirou laughed eerily and looked at Li Siruo, whose soul was the most polluted among the crowd, and said, "You tried to seduce the husband of this Taoist priest. Do you really think he will let you live?"

Li Siruo was already hesitant. When he heard this and looked at the word "death" under his feet, he ran towards the door that was just a stone's throw away.

The Beidou Yanzhen was broken, and the soul-locking chain was broken.

Yan Zixiu's throat trembled, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood mist.

Then he fell from mid-air, but was fortunately caught by Jing Shaoci.

Just as the two men fell heavily to the ground, the fierce ghost Lingkong slapped Yan Zixiu with a palm.

Jing Shaoci quickly half-knelt up, and held Yan Zixiu in his arms as if risking his life, and took the palm.

When the warm blood splashed in the corners of his eyes, Yan Zixiu's pupils trembled and contracted.

When he stood up again, Yan Zixiu's body turned into a silver dragon black robe, and his black hair fell to his waist in an instant.

He first picked up the unconscious Jing Shaoci and placed him on the death gate, then pulled up his sleeves to wipe the blood from his lips bit by bit.

After doing all this, Yan Zixiu did not say a word, but stretched out his slender fingers in front of his chest. As his palms moved, a long sword with a golden glow appeared out of thin air.

His slender fingers grasped the hilt of the sword, and at this moment, the sword body actually made a buzzing sound, and a sense of excitement rushed out.

The corners of Yan Zixiu's lips raised a cold arc, and his black eyes had completely turned into a deep golden color.

"Gods descend."

"All the ten directions and realms will be punished."