"Master, how do you know?" Qingfeng asked with a small face with a small face.

"Feel." Zi Xu said so.

Han Ze stared at the wooden sign, but didn't speak.

At this moment, the female ghost red floats into the outlook on the ruined Taoist view, and has not opened the door at all.

boom!

The ninth ghost stepped forward, a punch bombarded, and the Taoist gate that was already half abolished was broken, and the wood chips flew.

After doing all this, the ninth ghost was respectful and respected.

Zi Xu and Jue Yuan both glanced at the ninth ghost. Until now they discovered that the people who came with Han Ze seemed to be a bit unusual.

The breeze opened his eyes, and he kept looking at the ninth ghost.

But in the end, they didn't say anything, but instead crossed the ninth ghost and entered the Taoist view.

In front, it is the middle hall. Theoretically, it should be worshiped in Sanqing.

But in this view of Taoism, it is dedicated to a villain.

"Enlightenment?"

The monk felt far away that he was sitting down in the evil ghost and lying on his stomach. He was actually his disciples.

Jue Yuan rushed over and turned Wu Xin over.

But when he saw Wu Xin's face, Jue Yuan suddenly shook his hand and threw Wu Xin away.

Because the heart at this time, the body was still there, even from behind, it was generally the same as ordinary people, but his face was gone, and he revealed that he had a bone.

In the place where the bone is connected to the human skin, there are still a few tooth prints. It seems that this enlightened face is like being killed by others.

"Several are you, please take a seat."

At this moment, in the dilapidated Taoist view, a sudden sound sounded, hoarse and vicissitudes.

Oh!

In the next moment, in the whole view, dozens of turquoise and ghosts are on.

Before that evil ghost, there was a small road, and a person sitting on the platform was sitting on a black and yellow robe.

The man was thin and thin, with a semi -oblique posture, and his body was wrapped, with only a few strands of gray hair on his head.

Han Ze moved with a brow, because he had explored with the consciousness as soon as he came in, but he didn't find that he was still sitting there at all.

At this time, the man didn't speak, and even his eyes were not opened. It looked like air -dried petrochemicals.

Subsequently, the red -clothes female ghost was divided into a number and moved to many chairs.

These chairs have a long history, all covered with dust.

Oh!

Suddenly, a strong splitted spiritual fluctuation spread.

In the Taoist view, the wind is abrupt, blowing the dust on the chair.

"Is this ... the refinement god?"

Han Ze can determine that this kind of spiritual fluctuations have reached the realm of refinement. Otherwise, it is impossible to fluctuate the surrounding air.

And Zi Xu and Jue Yuan also looked like.

"Amitabha." Jue Yuan didn't sit down, but said: "Since I wait here, do the owner intend to open your eyes?"

The figure was thin, sitting on the road, motionless.

"Hey, little monk, if I am still alive, your uncle and ancestors are here, you dare not talk to me."

A sound sounded, and the thin body was not spoken, but everyone could determine that the sound was emitted by the figure.

Han Ze sat down on the chair and looked at all this quietly.
Chapter completed!