Chapter 1041

Just as Meng Zhang and his family hurried on their way, the ceremony in the valley also began.

There is an insignificant hill in the valley. Ouyang Jian and his team set up a special altar in front of the hill.

The shape of the altar is strange, and the sacrifices in front are full of blood and corruption, which makes the whole altar give people a gloomy feeling and make people shudder.

Seeing one sacrifice after another placed in front of the altar, even ghosts and gods felt that the situation was wrong.

Ghost baby, ghost boy, Purple River cart... These things are almost untouchable by orthodox friars on weekdays. Only demon friars often use them.

Mo Qingzhen, a strong demon cultivator of the Dali imperial dynasty, has a secret magic ceremony here. It's not a good thing at first sight.

Of course, before Ouyang Jian exposed their purpose, it was difficult for ghosts and gods to stop them.

In case their ceremony has nothing to do with the interests of the Yin capital, the broken thorn will take a big revenge on them.

Duan stab is a loyal minister of the Yin capital. He is dedicated to the Yin capital and is willing to go through fire and water for the Yin capital.

However, he was also unwilling to offend Ouyang Jian and Mo Qingzhen Jun.

Ouyang Jian has a high position in the imperial court, and there are many students and old officials. Zhang Xingda, who walked with him, was not under the broken thorn in the status of the Yin capital.

The devil xiumo Qingzhen gentleman is even more ruthless and vicious. Being watched by him is definitely a blood mold in his eighth life.

Duan thorn and his companions decided to continue to wait and see what they would do next.

Shouzheng is distracted. Of course, Ouyang Jian knows their purpose.

He is also waiting, waiting for Ouyang sword to take action, and then he will have another Mantis to catch cicadas and yellow finches to win the final booty.

Zhang Xingda kept walking around the valley, driving a large amount of earth vein gas to pour into the altar.

The smell on the altar became more and more gloomy.

Mo Qingzhen is the host of the ceremony and the controller of the altar.

He opened his hands in front of the altar, and quickly recited a mysterious spell in his mouth.

With a seemingly vague whisper, a gust of Yin wind blew around the altar.

Mo Qingzhen, surrounded by the dark wind, looked more and more gloomy and terrible at this time.

As more and more earth Qi flowed into the altar, the offerings in front of the altar began to disappear quickly.

I don't know whether the ceremony held by Emperor Mo Qingzhen when he set out the altar was to communicate the power of the demon kingdom or simply to assist in casting magic.

However, from the altar's response to him, it seems that he is really communicating the power of the devil kingdom.

In fact, Mo Qingzhen held this ceremony to cast a spell that can perfectly destroy natural ghosts.

If you want to give full play to the power of this spell, you'd better rely on the power of the devil kingdom.

It is very interesting for the great demons in the demon domain to kill a natural ghost and completely destroy its spirit.

A great devil who often dealt with Mo Qingzhen responded to his request. After taking away the sacrifice, he lowered his strength very happily.

Mo Qingzhen pointed with one hand and immediately a black smoke flew out of the altar and floated to the hill in front.

The black smoke seemed to be completely absorbed by the hills and disappeared all at once.

After a moment, the whole hill shook, and the shaking became more and more intense.

Seeing this scene, Mo Qingzhen sighed and said to Ouyang Huajin behind Ouyang Jian, "good nephew, it seems that you can't avoid laziness this time. You still need to do it."

Ouyang Jian immediately ordered Ouyang Huajin.

After years of prestige, Ouyang Huajin accepted the order without hesitation, even if he was dissatisfied.

Mo Qingzhen made a few empty strokes in the air with one hand, and a black smoke flew out, turned into a sharp sword and fell into Ouyang Huajin's hand.

"Virtuous nephew, I heard that you have got the true story of brother Ouyang. You are proficient in swordsmanship and kill skillfully. Now I give you a good sword to cheer you on this battle."

"Next, you need to use your sword to help us finish the plan."

While talking, Mo Qingzhen pushed his right hand forward.

Ouyang Huajin's original God was pushed to the hill without any resistance, and then integrated into it like a drop of water.

In essence, Yuanshen is a sublimated spirit. It can be virtual or real. When it turns into a virtual body, it can easily pass through tangible obstacles such as mountains and stones.

After Ouyang Huajin's Yuanshen entered the hill in front of him, the shaking of the hill became more and more intense, as if there was a monster hidden in it, and now it is making efforts.

The sharp shaking of the hills, together with the surrounding ground, also began to vibrate violently.

Soon, the vibration spread to the whole valley and continued to spread in all directions.

The violent vibration of the earth is like an earthquake.

On the surrounding mountain walls, many rocks began to slide down.

Zhang Xingda, who is mobilizing the Qi of the earth vein around, found an earthquake around the valley.

He was curious and concerned about Ouyang Jian, an old friend, who flew in from outside the valley to see what happened here.

Mo Qingzhen is presiding over the ceremony and casting spells.

Ouyang Jian stood aside. He should be protecting the Dharma for him.

Ouyang Huajin disappeared. I don't know where he went.

"What's going on? Why is there so much noise?"

"This is the ghost cry mountain. There are many ghosts and beasts around. If you provoke them, it's not easy to deal with them."

"By the way, where's nephew Hua Jinxian? Where has he gone?"

"Isn't he going to be transformed into ghosts and gods? Why doesn't he see people?"

Zhang Xingda asked a lot of questions at once.

At the same time, he also looked at Mo Qingzhen Jun with puzzled eyes.

Although he was afraid of Ouyang Jian's face and didn't mention it to his face, he was more or less wary of Mo qingzhenjun's evil cultivation.

Even though he had the experience of fighting side by side with devil Xiu, he never regarded devil Xiu as a reassuring comrade in arms.

Knowing the strange means of demon cultivation, he has never been less vigilant in front of demon cultivation.

This time, if it weren't for the relationship between Ouyang Jian, an old friend for many years, he wouldn't rest assured to go deep into the depths of the ghost crying mountains with a demon cultivation like Mo Qingzhen Jun.

Ouyang Jian smiled gently and was about to explain with a prepared excuse to continue fooling the old friend.

Suddenly, an accident happened.

The hill was shaking so violently that it was sliding a lot of rocks.

When Zhang Xingda asked, it was another unprecedented violent shock.

The top of the hill suddenly collapsed, and more rocks fell down, exposing the interior of the small hill.

A huge head, like a hill, appeared in front of everyone.