Chapter 250

Just when the Eighteen Immortals were complaining, suddenly they all frowned.

The Eighteen Immortals looked at each other in blank dismay, and Zhang De stood up straight away, staring at the room next to him with serious eyes.

Just now, at least six strands of Yin Qi erupted nearby!
Zhang Deming's face was as sinking as water, but his heart was directly bursting with joy.

With a big wave of his hand, he took out a simple gossip mirror from his arms, and shouted loudly.

"Where did you come from, how dare you act wildly in front of Daoist Lord, let's see how I will deal with you!"

As he spoke, his figure flashed, and he flew towards the opposite room.

Seeing him being so active, the Eighteen Immortals instantly understood.

Picking up their secret treasures one by one, they rushed towards the next room in a dignified manner.

The legs and feet are agile, even more agile than young people in their 20s.

In just a few seconds, the entire room was deserted.

Zhang Xinyu looked at the operation of the masters and uncles, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"A monk who can escape cannot escape from the temple. When you come down from Longhu Mountain, you are destined to be unable to escape from my grasp."

Time goes back to 10 minutes ago.

Seeing Chen Tian's ignorance, Long Po made up her mind to give this guy some flair.

She took out six shrines in one go.

As soon as the six shrines appeared, the whole room seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar.

Luang Po lovingly stroked the six shrines one by one, and her tone became cold.

"Now, let my children come to meet you and see how many you can offer."

As soon as the words fell, the six yin qi erupted directly, and the baby's sharp cry came from the air.

Chen Tian squinted his eyes and looked at the six shrines, and found that a little ghost slowly crawled out of the shrines amidst the crying of the baby.

He had personally seen Mantong, the local ghost raised by Qian Xiaojun. His little ghost was emaciated and as dry as a mummy.

The images of these six little ghosts of Luang Po are completely different from those of the earth ghost Mantong.

Their appearance is no different from that of ordinary children, and their expressions are vivid.

If it wasn't for the cold, ferocious aura emanating from his body, just looking at his appearance, he would be exactly the same as an ordinary child.

Chen Tian knew the information about the little ghost, so he naturally knew that these things were not Qian Xiaojun's kind of rubbish ghost mantong!

This is the Heavenly Ghost Mantong who is truly enshrined and can take people's lives thousands of miles away!
The weakest Tiangui Mantong is all ghost level!
Just terrifying.

Long Po directly released six sky ghost mantongs in one breath, and even the breath became much weaker.

"Boy, my children are here, choose for yourself."

As soon as these words came out, the six Heavenly Ghost Mantong all stared at Chen Tian.

Being stared at by six fierce ghosts made even Chen Tian feel a little stressed.

Swallowing his saliva, he just wanted to reach out and touch the shrine.

Only a loud shout came from the window.

"Where is the evildoer, dare to be presumptuous here!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was only a crisp bang, and the glass of the window was smashed.

Then a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe, holding a Bagua mirror, and a mole between his eyebrows rushed in.

This middle-aged man who descended from heaven is naturally Zhang Xinyu's uncle, Zhang De.

Looking at him, Chen Tian always had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, with Zhang De's intrusion, real people from Longhushan began to appear one after another.

A total of eighteen, the whole room was packed to the brim.

The corner of Chen Tian's mouth twitched a little, people from Longhu Mountain would not easily go down the mountain.

Now they come here together in groups, what do you want?
Just when he was wondering, he suddenly saw a fiery red figure approaching.

There was a heroic smile on his round face.

"Hmph, uncles, hurry up and get rid of the evil spirits before discussing the question we just raised."

In the middle of her speech, she suddenly saw Chen Tian who was sitting beside the table with a speechless face, his brows were beaming with excitement.

The whole person flew in like a butterfly, came close to Chen Tian, ​​opened his big watery eyes and said cutely.

"Chen Tian! Why are you here!"

The corner of Chen Tian's mouth twitched slightly, no wonder people from Longhu Mountain came down the mountain together, it was Zhang Xinyu who made the trick.

Originally, the eighteen real people in Longhu Mountain held secret treasures and stared at Luangpo's six heavenly Gumantongs.

But the appearance of the word Chen Tian instantly caught their attention.

Even Tiangu Mantong, who is comparable to a ghost, doesn't want to talk to him.

"He is Chen Tian!"

Zhang De held the Bagua mirror and faced Chen Tian with his eyes widened as big as a copper bell.

Those who didn't know thought that Chen Tian was some kind of evil spirit, and he was about to deal with him.

Chen Tian frowned vigilantly. Could it be that these Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain came down to clean up themselves.

"I am Chen Tian, ​​the Taoist priest, do we know each other?"

Before Zhang De could answer, Zhang Xinyu had already stepped between Chen Tian and Zhang De, blocking their sight of each other with his body.

"How could you know each other? This is my uncle on Longhu Mountain."

"Since I don't know him, how could he be so excited?"

Chen Tian was quite puzzled, feeling that Zhang De's gaze was too hot.

Now Zhang Xinyu dare not let the eighteen real people tell the victim about the upcoming murder in front of the victim.

Therefore, she could only turn around and wink at the Eighteenth Master.

The meaning is very simple!
If anyone dares to expose my plan, I will directly let his blood splatter on the spot.

Perhaps it was because of Zhang Xinyu's threats, or because ascetics didn't like to mess with other people's tongues in front of others.

Therefore, even though Master Shiba's face looked strange, he did not reveal Zhang Xinyu's plan.

Dragon Po was originally the protagonist, but as soon as the eighteen real people saw Chen Tian, ​​they immediately forgot about her completely.

They seem to have selectively forgotten even those six ghostly Mantongs.

There is only this man named Chen Tian in his eyes.

However, Long Po was very satisfied with the behavior of Master Shiba.

Because, she can clearly perceive that each of these eighteen real people is a top player.

It's not that she's afraid of these eighteen real people, it's just that she's new here and it's not convenient for her to get into these troubles.

With a big wave of her hand, the dragon mother hid the six shrines in her arms, and then decided to withdraw first!
The eighteen real people may not have noticed Long Po, but Chen Tian has been watching her.

Discovering that Luang Phor was actually running, he immediately stretched out his hand and pulled Luang Phor's black gauze.

"Don't go, Tiangui Mantong, haven't you given it to me yet?"

What a joke!
Wang Li is still in a state of confusion.

At a glance, it is clear that the dragon mother did a good job, how could she let her slip away so easily.

So Chen Tian said with a smile.

"Long Po, what's the situation when you take out your shrine and then take it back?"

"Didn't I choose my side yet?"

"The business we talked about, why don't you do it?"

(End of this chapter)

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