The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

The bright moon, the angel, the extremely evil ghost, the beauty and the ugliness are intertwined, two opposite extremes, occupying the entire sky.

The moonlight makes the snow-capped mountains purer, while the smell of death becomes stronger and stronger.

Li Muchen frowned slightly.

Angels and devils, Sariel's cultivation is based on hypocritical human nature, which is also a reflection of this world.

He was about to take action when he suddenly heard Yun He burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha, you stinky bitch, do you really think grandpa is afraid of you?! Mu Chen, just rest and let Fifth Senior Brother know her today!"

After that, he took out a paper crane from his body and threw it into the air.

The paper crane flies into the wind and turns into a graceful white crane with white feathers like snow, a few strands of black feathers on the tips of its wings, and a red beak and claws, which contrasts with the ice and snow on Mont Blanc.

Fifth Senior Brother Yun He's body rose from the ground, turned into a stream of smoke, and flew onto the crane's back.

Immortals step on cranes and soar under the moon.

At this time, the fifth senior brother no longer looked like a playful and smiling face, but had an immortal demeanor, a straight and graceful figure, and was a true immortal descended to the earth.

He put one hand behind his back, stretched out his other hand freely, formed a seal with one hand, recited a mantra, and said: "Go!"

The crane suddenly accelerated and turned into an aurora, carrying a floating breeze, rushing upwards, and rushed into the huge demonic shadow in the blink of an eye.

The fairy wind flowed to the west, the clear light scattered randomly, and the shadow of the devil that seemed to be swallowing the earth just now was suddenly washed to pieces.

The powerful shock wave dispersed to the west. The ice and snow covering the Alps below seemed to be disturbed by some kind of heat flow, melted rapidly, and turned into a clear stream flowing down the mountain.

With a gentle squeeze of Li Muchen's hanging hand, the melted snow water flowing towards Xiye froze again on the mountainside.

If they were allowed to flow down, the ice and snow in this mountain range would be enough to form a torrent that would submerge the villages and cities below.

In this cold winter, even the most developed cities in Europe and the most effective governments cannot stop this flood without preparation.

"Hahahaha!" Yunhe's laughter came from the sky, "Old witch, you just used the energy of the lunar calendar to drive away demons and ghosts. Let's see what other abilities you have!"

The ghosts disappeared, and the crane flew again. Yunhe rode on the back of the crane, standing in the air, more like a true messenger of heaven than Saliye with its wings spread.

Sally's face was as frosty as ice, his brows were slightly furrowed, his wings were gently flapping, and he held his hands in front of his chest.

A cross light mark lit up on her chest.

And in the distant sky, the same cross light seal flashed, as if echoing her.

The moonlight above my head became strange. The moon was bigger, but the light was hazy.

In the mountains and fields of the Western Zhou Dynasty, on the undulating mountains and vast plains, some dark shadows appeared, flowing like ink, rising like fog, condensing into clouds in the sky, and soon covering the sky.

Dark clouds filled the sky, but they did not cover the giant moon.

But the moonlight turned dark yellow, faintly red, as if oozing blood.

The wings behind Sariel also turned translucent bright red.

Dark clouds surrounded the moon, and with the moon as the center, nine human figures slowly condensed. They were the same as the demon ghosts just now, only thicker, bigger, and more dead.

This overwhelming scene made Li Muchen frown.

He originally thought that the Holy Light Society's practice relied on the gift of the Holy Light, focusing on summons and blessings, which meant that all power came from their god Lucifer.

But looking at the nine moon-circling ghosts summoned by Sariel, they come from the earth. The earthly Yin energy contained in them is obviously contrary to the holy light. It is definitely not the magic of Wushou Mountain, but has a faint smell of the underworld.

It seems that the background and composition of the Holy Light Society are very complicated and not as simple as previously thought.

At this time, the nine ghosts take shape, and any one of them is much more powerful than the one just now. What's more, if the nine ghosts form a group and attack at the same time, their power is enough to shake the heaven and the earth.

Yun He stood on the crane's back, but he was not afraid at all and said: "Good luck!"

A shadow flew up, left the crane's back, and flew to the left.

But a closer look showed that Yun He was still on He's back, and the one that flew out was exactly the same as him.

Then, another shadow flew up and flew to the upper right.

As soon as Yunhe stepped on the crane's back, his body flew up, and the crane under his feet turned into flowing clouds and galloped away.

Three cloud cranes appeared in the sky, with their backs facing each other, forming a triangle. They were guarding each direction, as if they were trying to defend one side.

But they suddenly closed inward, and their bodies merged together, becoming a person with three heads and six arms.

Yunhe laughed, and his three heads and three mouths laughed at the same time.

As soon as he waved, six hands stretched out at the same time, and five weapons appeared in their hands.

The front two hands hold a spear; the back two hands hold a sword and an iron ruler; the middle two hands hold a bronze hammer on the left and a whip on the right.

"Wow ha ha ha ha!"

Yunhe laughed three times and swayed.

At this time, the nine ghosts in the sky were attacking him.

I saw him, the sword in his left hand cut off the ghost's head with one strike; the iron ruler in his right hand broke the ghost's waist; the copper hammer smashed through the ghost's chest with one strike, and the long whip wrapped around the ghost's neck.

With one mask, the Nine Ghosts were killed and the West Ghosts were wiped out.

At the same time, a flash of light came to his feet. It was the crane that had just flown away, carrying him forward with its inertia.

Yunhe held the spear tightly with both hands, and the gun and man merged into one. With the power of the crane, he rushed into the ghost shadow and penetrated three giant ghosts with one shot.

These few times, it was too late to say, but it was so fast, almost in the blink of an eye.

Seven of the nine ghosts have been eliminated, leaving only two.

The crane drew a wonderful arc in the sky. Yunhe held five soldiers and shook his three heads. The killer came back and was about to kill the remaining two giant ghosts.

Suddenly, the moonlight dimmed, and the crane under his feet seemed to be tied down by something. It stopped suddenly and rolled in the air like a kite with its string broken.

Yunhe leaned away from the crane, and his plan to kill the remaining two giant ghosts with one blow was disrupted.

As soon as he stabilized his body, two giant ghosts pounced on him.

He was startled and screamed secretly, not because he was afraid of these two giant ghosts, but because there seemed to be some force in the giant moon above his head, pulling him like a thread.

The moonlight around the body solidified like grease, and the person seemed to have sunk into glue.

The angel Sariel in the distance flapped his wings gently, with a sneer on his face.

"Smelly witch, you plotted against me!"

Yunhe's six eyes glared angrily, and his three mouths roared wildly. He tried to break free, but was always a little short.

"Eastern magic, flashy!" Sariel mocked and commanded the remaining two giant ghosts, "Eat him!"

The two giant ghosts opened their sharp mouths and rushed over.

However, just when they were about to bite Yunhe's head, the huge black figure suddenly exploded, floating in the sky like rags, and disappeared into the void in an instant.

Sariel was startled, turned around and stared at Li Muchen.

Li Muchen stepped in the air, as if traveling under the moon, and came to Yunhe's side. He held a paper crane in his palm and said with a smile:

"Fifth Senior Brother, you can fold this paper crane better than Sixth Senior Brother."