Chapter 155: Two against one is not a martial virtue, three against one is reasonable

The coffin was completely opened, and the thousand-year-old evil ghost reappeared in the world.

The yin energy was overflowing, and the temperature in the air suddenly dropped a lot, causing Yan Qing to shudder. He was comparable to the spiritual power of the junior master.

Lin Du looked at the black mist, "Senior Meng, was there anything I said wrong just now?"

The black mist spoke slowly, as if he had not spoken for a long time, his voice was rough and unpleasant, "I didn't know the existence of the Jingzhong Formation, nor did I know who it was."

Lin Du raised his eyebrows in surprise, "It doesn't matter, senior, just come with me, and the truth will be revealed."

The voice that seemed to have an echo buff spoke again, like rough sandpaper scratching a person's eardrum, "You are only twenty years old, and you dare to plot against me."

The black mist moved suddenly, and a dark hand grabbed Lin Du's neck.

Lin Du stood there, motionless, feeling as if a cold snake was wrapped around her neck. She looked calm, "I'm still a child. If I don't leave myself a life-saving talisman, am I going to die? Are you still going to argue with a little kid like me?"

With the oath curse, the evil ghost would naturally be attacked by the talisman if he wanted to hurt her.

"What's more, hearing is false and seeing is believing. If you follow me, you will naturally know that my plan is my plan, but what I say is all true."

The neck under his palm was too slender, and he could feel the beating pulse and flowing blood through the skin. With a little more force, he could put an end to this daring little kid. But

the evil ghost did not go any further.

He didn't know how far the backlash of the spell would go, but he already felt the resistance of power.

But the most important thing was that Lin Du was too calm, so calm that the evil ghost couldn't see any flaws. Although she used provocation in the end, maybe what she said before was true.

The evil ghost let go, and Lin Du lowered his head and swallowed the elixir that Xia Tianwu sent him.

"Little Master, how did you find out that the evil ghost in this iron coffin is Meng An?" Xia Tianwu asked using telepathy.

Lin Du lowered his eyes and smiled, "This is just a random guess."

"Anyway, I scanned the entire city and found only a few things that are wrong. After the soul gathering formation is successful, the spell will become invalid. The evil spirit of this thousand-year-old evil ghost is different from the resentment of Shen Yan. It is the evil spirit cultivated from the sea of ​​blood and the mountain of corpses. He has such a violent personality and such great strength. At first glance, he looks like a warrior who wielded an axe when he was alive."

"Anyway, it seems that I guessed it right now."

Xia Tianwu:? Who is the reckless man. What

if this evil ghost is not Meng An, and may even be a force on the same side as the evil spirit, and deliberately agreed and then regretted it?

Oh, Lin Du used the oath spell.

No wonder she dared to be reckless.

"Then, senior, let's go. If we don't go now... there may be nothing left of your old friend."

Oh no, Lin Du regretted it right after he said it. There was nothing left of this person. Now there was only a soul trapped in the formation.

While Lin Du lured the thousand-year-old evil ghost, Yuan Ye's erhu had reached a tense and exciting climax.

The three spirits in the house were fighting back and forth. Chen Yan was gradually forced into a disadvantage by the evil spirits, and even his entity was slowly becoming ethereal.

Yuan Ye was anxious, but he didn't dare to step into the house.

An evil spirit that has been worshipped for hundreds of years, and a cultivator's soul whose cultivation level was definitely not low before his death. Shen Yan's cultivation level before his death could not beat them. A thousand years after his death, his Yin Qi was also partially suppressed. Even if the array soul of the Jingzhong array would lose energy over time, it still could not beat them.

Seeing that Shen Yan was getting weaker and weaker, Yuan Ye had a sudden inspiration and stopped playing the music. Instead, he tried to play the sound of a child.

At first, he laughed, and then he thought of the words that Lin Du said when he accidentally told him.

The erhu squeaked and played a sentence, "Demon! Watch out for the sword!"

Ni Jinxuan looked at Yuan Ye with a strange look.

Is this what the music cultivator learned?

Who knew that such a seemingly insincere word, like the words of a child making trouble, could make Shen Yan's soul solidify.

At this time, the three people and the ghost finally returned to the front line of eating melons.

Yuan Ye turned back happily at first, "Little Master, you are back..."

When he saw the black mist, his voice changed, "I was away for a while, and the coffin lid couldn't hold it down?"

"No, you are not that heavy." Lin Du hugged his arms.

"Oh." Yuan Ye turned his head back obediently, and then turned back suddenly when he realized something, "Huh?"

"I let it out." Lin Du patted the back of his head, "You pull yours."

Yuan Ye used telepathy to transmit his voice, "Why did you let it out?"

"One against two is not martial ethics, I let it join in three against one." Lin Du laughed wantonly.

Yuan Ye:? No, this sounds even less martial ethics and more unfavorable to the form.

But the black mist entered the room without any obstacles. Shen Yan, who had finally recovered, was holding the small wooden sword that had been corroded by the evil spirit. His sword was firm and sharp, and he was desperate to die together.

He was attacked from the front and back, but he attacked desperately and no longer defended.

The powerful breath suddenly entered the room, causing the evil spirit and the array soul to pause for a moment.

Shen Yan didn't care what it was, whether it was also coming to completely wipe him out, and stabbed the evil spirit with a sword.

The evil spirit had now transformed into a normal human form, with a colorful body and holding an axe, but its face was the same as the original statue, with huge fangs, wide eyes, and facial decorations. The

majesty that frightened the evil spirit before was completely transformed into a ferocious and terrifying appearance. It was pierced by the sword energy of the short wooden sword again, and the evil spirit's heart was empty, and then a thin gray mist leaked out, like the green smoke when incense was burning.

"Who are you?" The evil spirit turned his head and looked at the uninvited guest who made him quite jealous.

The black mist slowly turned into a tall human figure, and then the black mist slowly condensed into the appearance of a real person.

The man had a white baby face and was no taller than an ordinary man. He was not as fierce and strong as the tall clay statue. He was unarmed and looked completely intimidating.

But as soon as he appeared, the attack of the Soul Formation on Shen Yan stopped, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

"Young Master?"

"It's me, Brother Xiong. The clay statue you made for me is so ugly. What's the matter? Are you taking revenge on me? Did you build it according to your own style?"

The man's voice was no longer as rough as if he was trying to threaten Lin Du to test whether she was cheating on him. Instead, it had a clear and even childish tone.

Meng An stood there, "Why, why do you do all this?"

Zhen Hun opened his mouth, "When... did you come back?"

"It's been a long time," Meng An smiled, "I thought the little kid was lying to me, but it turned out to be true. You are really that naive."

Zhen Hun was about to say something, but was interrupted by Meng An, "But now is not the time to reminisce. It is the duty of my Meng family to eliminate demons and evil spirits. Let's kill this evil spirit first."

His eyebrows curved, and then a large amount of evil spirit condensed in his hand, turning it into a giant axe, which was particularly inconsistent with his handsome baby face.

The evil spirit was inexplicably panicked. It turned its head and looked at the array soul. "You are the array soul of the loyal array that guards my statue. Now someone has destroyed the statue and wants to kill me. Shouldn't you kill him?"

The array soul was set to be loyal to only one person, but now that the statue is broken, when the array soul was originally set, was it loyal to the statue... or to the ghost of Meng An, who did not exist at the time?

Obviously not Meng An's ghost.

But the array soul stood still. "After I die, what I will guard is the soul-gathering curse on the corpse of this statue. When I was alive, I was loyal to Meng An, the young master of the Meng family."

"A mere evil spirit synthesized by desire is worthy of being called a god?" Meng An smiled contemptuously and raised his axe. "It's just my counterfeit."

The situation inside the temple suddenly changed. It really changed from one against two to three against one.

Yuan Ye realized that Junior Master's three-on-one fight was definitely not the three-on-one fight that normal people understand.

It was a three-on-one fight that was full of martial virtue and reasonable!