There is no need for communication between the Yin messenger and the Taoist priest, it's an unspoken rule and a tacit understanding between the two professions. Zhang Wenbin had already withdrawn the Five Elements Formation, at this point, all that was needed was for the Yin messenger to take the person away, and the task would be accomplished. This wasn't his first time performing such a ritual, nor was it his first encounter with the Yin messenger.

  He pulled out a few small flags, Cha Wenbin looked up and saw that the yin had disappeared without a trace. A strange feeling rose in his heart. He felt something was off, but couldn't quite put his finger on it. Looking down again, he saw that the offerings on the ground hadn't been touched, and the paper money and ingots were still intact. He thought to himself: Could it be that the spell had failed?

  There's no reason not to take this ghost, bringing it back will only bring benefits and no harm. Just as Cha Wenbin was puzzled, he suddenly found that Chaozi and Dashan had both fallen to the ground, lying in the bat dung. Looking again, Zhuo Xiong's pair of bright red eyes were staring at him from a short distance away.

  Cha Wenbin retreated backwards while softly calling out: "Zhuo Xiong?"

  Through the dim light that filtered in from outside, Cha Wenbin could see Zhuo Xiong's hand holding a stone, and on the stone, red liquid was dripping down with a "patter" "patter" sound. That was blood.

  Zhuo Xiong carried the stone block slowly and steadily towards Cha Wenbin, a cold smile spreading from the corner of his mouth, that smile was absolutely not a kind one.

  Wore the Tao, this is natural, but who wore the Tao.

  Looking into Zhuo Xiong's eyes, there was a fierce and cold aura inside, along with a hint of redness. Suddenly, Cha Wenbin's eyes flashed with the image of a person, whose gaze was similar to that of someone he had seen at Jin Guanlong's funeral home.

  That nightmare, that red-clad man who had yelled at him with all his might in his sleep! That red-clad specter who used his daughter as a threat!

  They say that enemies meet, and it's especially true for Cha Wenbin. He asked himself if there was anything in this life that he hated more than the heavens for crippling him. But he didn't blame fate or those people or things. However, anyone who used his daughter as a pawn, whether human or ghost, would end up the same: dead!

  This yin general was also exceptionally intelligent, knowing that he couldn't defeat him, and at that time he had almost been killed by Cha Wenbin with a soul-destroying nail and couldn't even return to the underworld. So he hid on Zhuo Xiong's body. Firstly, there was this shield, secondly, in close combat, Cha Wenbin wasn't a master.

  Yin messengers and ordinary ghosts are different. As a profession, yin messengers are more similar to legendary immortals. They don't have the concept of souls. They are existences that jumped out of the three realms' cycle of reincarnation, neither dead nor destroyed. In short, they are civil servants in that world, with licenses on their bodies.

  Last time, Cha Wenbin's Soul Nail destroyed the shell borrowed by Yinchai, but the main body still slipped away. This time, the two met again, and Cha Wenbin was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and unexpectedly, Hancha brought this guy over.

  The yin messenger naturally remembered this guy, the first time someone made him so embarrassed, he would not let him off so easily. Restrained by Cha Wenbin's means, he did not dare to act rashly.

  Cha Wenbin is now a head two big, this side that has already been completed by the superiors still have to let him send out, if it's past the time, naturally will be re-infected with evil energy. The ghost of thousands of years, the fierce energy can only be contained for a while, once released, it's not easy to catch again.

  Damn it, the Five Elements Formation was dismantled again. With the help of the power of the five elements of heaven and earth, it's not something that can be easily set up. This Five Elements Formation is an ancient method where people gathered the power of the five elements based on the composition of heaven and earth, forcibly collecting them into a formation. Once the formation is dismantled, a period of true vacuum of the five elements will form around it for a while, requiring some time to replenish.

  The best way to deal with evil is to contain it, not to eradicate it.

  Zhuo Xiong only took a glance at the evil spirit that was still waiting for him to pull it away, and muttered something under his breath. In an instant, the evil spirit vanished into thin air before Cha Wenbin's eyes.

  Zha Wenbin was furious, and he scolded the yincha: "As a yincha, you secretly cultivate your soul and plot to harm ordinary people's lives. Today, you even let an evil ghost escape. I wonder how you'll explain this to King Yanluo when you return!"

  That villain obviously hated more than anything, he only prepared to fight with Cha Wenbin, holding that stone and rushing up. Cha Wenbin didn't have time to set up his formation, the attacker's speed was extremely fast, just one wave of impact, Zhuo Xiong's shoulder directly crashed into Cha Wenbin.

  Zha Wenbin only felt a sweetness in his throat, and he flew out three or four meters before falling onto the thick layer of bat dung. If it weren't for this layer of bat dung, he probably wouldn't have been able to get up from that fall, as his ribs seemed to be showing signs of fracture. Wanting to struggle to get up, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

  Zhuo Xiong, holding a stone and weighing it constantly, smiled even more miserably, as if he had seen his prey with nowhere to escape.

  It's going to be a tough fight, and Zhōu Xióng will definitely get hurt. If we use magic, there won't be enough time. Daoist priests are generally not caught off guard by this kind of sneak attack. Today can also be considered an epic battle that will go down in history.

  Just as the stone was about to hit Zhang Wenbin's forehead, Yin Cha felt a pair of hands from behind him tightly embracing his armpits.

  Zhuo Xiong turned his head to look, and it was that big mountain, with a face full of blood, white teeth mixed with bloody foam in his mouth, shouting: "I'll f**k your ancestors!"

  The power of the great mountain was so great that Zhuo Xiong, who was possessed by a dark energy, was suddenly unable to move. This was an opportunity that came once in a thousand years, and Cha Wenbin, enduring the severe pain in his chest, used both hands to prop himself up from the ground, holding back a mouthful of air as he flipped over and got up, taking out the ancestral Miao Shan Great Seal from his bosom and directly pressing it heavily onto Zhuo Xiong's face.

  This Miao Shan Da Yin is a heirloom of the Miao Shan sect, and it's the ultimate artifact for suppressing evil and eliminating darkness between heaven and earth. Fundamentally, there's no need to recite any incantations; those evil spirits will be instantly enveloped in a dark and boundless void, leaving them no strength to continue resisting, and they'll prepare to flee in defeat.

  Zha Wenbin would never let this guy slip away from his palm again, even if you are the Great Luo Golden Immortal, today I will pluck a few of your whiskers!

  He then took out another Heavenly Master Talisman from the Eight Trigrams bag and quickly covered it over Zhuo Xiong's heavenly gate, this was to seal his soul, which meant to trap the evil spirit inside so that it couldn't escape.

  Since ancient times, the best way to deal with this kind of thing that has become a spirit is the pure yang fire, such as the Samadhi True Fire of Taishang Laojun. Wen Bin doesn't have that kind of heavenly skill, but he naturally has his own method.

  Zan Zuo Xiong was temporarily suppressed by the powerful and boundless mountain, Cha Wen Bin's heart was filled with anger, and he took out the six soul-destroying nails from his pocket. Normally, he would have smashed them into someone's forehead, but this time it was his own brother in front of him, and he didn't want to accidentally hurt one of his own people.

  Six Soul-destroying Nails quickly arranged themselves around Zhuo Xiong in the position of the Big Dipper, and as the last nail was about to be pulled out, he gritted his teeth and directly nailed the Seven Stars Sword into the ground. With a bite of his teeth, he wiped his finger on the sword's edge, and fresh blood instantly dyed his entire palm red.

  Destroy the soul nail on the freedom of his own ghost, Zha Wenbin although do not know how to read, but he can write. After studying for so long "Ru Yi Ce", compared with that translation, he already had eight points of his own foundation.

  With his fingers as a brush, following the sword's body from head to toe, strokes blooming into flowers; with blood as ink, ghosts wailing and dragons moaning, every word a talisman. He brutally turned this Seven Stars Sword into an Extinction Nail.

  The Soul-destroying Nail was naturally created by the Ghost Path, and ordinary people who used this spell would have the power of the Ghost Path invade their hearts. In just an instant, one of Zhang Wuben's fingers had unknowingly become even more crooked than before.

  This implies the Taoist supreme formation, the Big Dipper Seven Stars Formation. Using these six ancient evil soul nails to form an array, and adding a Taoist combined seven-star sword, perhaps even Zhao Wenbin would not be able to think of it. To control the ghostly path with the method of the ghostly path.

  The formation naturally requires something to activate it, and the Flame Yang Blood is the activator of this formation. Zha Wenbin bit his tongue and suddenly spat a mouthful onto the Seven Star Sword. For a moment, a wisp of black air seemed to wrap around the sword, from the hilt to the blade, connecting the six Soul-Extinguishing Nails into one body, converging in the center of the formation.

  Cha Wenbin was now standing at the center of the formation, his swaying body making it clear to everyone that he was already at the end of his strength. The ancient and mysterious Qiang tribe's ghostly technique was rising up on his body, and those strange characters were spewing out one by one from his mouth.

  A black aura wrapped around the Seven Star Ring began to spread throughout Zhang Wenbin's entire body, starting from his feet and slowly moving towards his face, making him look like he wasn't even human, filled with an aura of death.

  The left hand slowly rises, drawing a circle in the air, while the right hand writes characters with an empty brush, those characters that had been imprinted on my mind like slides reappear in the world!

  Zhuo Xiong's throat had already let out a terrified roar, that was the absolute submission to power, that was the absolute fear of death. Even if he was a ghost from the underworld, how could he possibly resist the unity of the three paths: the human path, the ghost path and the heavenly path!

  Perhaps it was not his appearance, but the three signs on Zha Wenbin's body would never reappear. In the past 3,000 years, only one person besides him had been able to achieve this, but that person had long since become a demon.

  A cultivator's greatest taboo is to arouse anger, losing that calmness and composure, for demons will then rise. The world between heaven and earth is filled with filthy energy everywhere; the reason humans still have a kind heart is only because they have virtue in their hearts. Once this layer of morality is broken through by hatred, they will have the capital to become a killing god, and it won't be far before they embark on the demonic path.

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