The main hall was smashed to pieces by these ghost birds, and the ruins of the already crumbling walls became even more desolate.
"These thieving birds," Wu Zhiqi shook out a stick from the iron rod in his hand: "I'm afraid they are also coming for Qingdi Baoyuan. They are quite well informed."
"Guizu Palace acts domineeringly and ruthlessly, leaving no room for mercy. I'm afraid it will be difficult to be kind today. If this first attack is not successful, there will be other changes in the future. Please be careful."
Fairy Gushe held a long sword and commanded loudly.
"Feng Xi, your magic weapon Xuanyin and the methods of Guizu Palace are difficult to take effect. Please be the first to intercept them."
"Wu Zhiqi, your body is strong and you are listed after Feng Xi. Save your strength. When Guizu Palace goes south, there must be a fifth-level person in charge. When the time comes, you will have to support me. Save some means for later use."
"Qingqiu, you can't help much. Get behind Wu Zhiqi, Feng Xi, please watch over her carefully."
Her voice was hoarse, but she was arranging her troops like a general.
Su Che was at the front, acting as a suspect and bait, Wu Zhiqi was the main force, Zang Feng didn't have to wait and see the changes, the little fox was just a soul-splitting clone here, hiding behind Wu Zhiqi.
"There are not many masters in Guizu Palace. Masters of rank five and above are just sitting around. I have the advantage."
Suche looked at Gushe next to him, and pushed me to the front?
In the quiet night, twelve green leather lanterns rose in all directions, with strange cinnabar talismans written on them. Thick and solid red marks appeared like drops of blood about to fall from the lanterns.
Layers of yin energy climbed up along the thick fog.
In the mist, a little will-o'-the-wisp loomed, and Su Che's ears were filled with such whispers.
Su Che used his magic power, and the dim light in the nine bends of the Yinquan expanded in a circle, including all four people within the protection range.
"Hehe, hehe."
"twitter."
The sound of scratching was endless, and Su Che's eyes were filled with mana.
As soon as he opened his eyes at night, he saw countless vicious ghosts in the mist stretching out their fingers and claws to scratch their own body-protecting dim light.
There are broken military ghosts with missing arms and legs, and their bodies are covered with feathers and arrows, and they are still wielding broken knives. There is a faceless female ghost wearing a dark red wedding dress, spitting out a three-foot-long tongue. There is a belly as big as an urn and a head. Xiao Ruoquan's sick ghosts include a tuberculosis ghost with a body as thin as a long rope and a pair of heads covered with snake scales, and a pretty scholar ghost with eyes bleeding non-stop and an open mouth full of eyeballs...
Countless evil spirits are attacking Yinquan Jiuqu's defense little by little.
"Wu Zhiqi, hurry up!"
The little fox shouted.
"No, now is not the time."
Gushe's hand holding the scabbard remained motionless.
"Under the lamps of the Twelve Qingming Yuanchen, hundreds of ghosts are walking around during the day. It is just a casual scene, and it is not enough for Wu Zhiqi to take action."
Su Che stood at the front, feeling the pressure brought by the ghosts.
Yinquan Jiuqu is indeed a defensive magical weapon made by Xuanshui Jingying. Facing the simple offensive of this group of ghosts, it can indeed cope with it with ease.
"It doesn't matter, I can still hold on."
Blah, blah, blah.
A gust of cold wind caused the branches to sway and the windows to shake.
"Huang Kou is walking under the gate of Beimang Ghost Ancestor Palace and has met a few friends. Dare I ask Gao's name?"
In the gloomy wind, a majestic sound passed through the layers of gloomy air and reached my ears.
"There are no two guests under the Qingming lamp, and there is a man with a sword buried in the Beimang grave. It is him who came."
Wu Zhiqi smacked his lips and his hand on the iron rod became a little loose.
Beimang Ghost Ancestral Palace is regarded as a high-end sect among ghost cultivators in the world. It is called "One Ancestor, Seven Saints and Thirty-six Walks". Naturally, the first ancestor is the ghost ancestor who has achieved immortality, and the seven saints are the Beimang Ghosts. The seven fourth-grade masters in the ancestral palace, walking thirty-six, refer to the thirty-six fifth-grade ghost cultivators in the ghost ancestral palace.
Because they are either guest ministers or core disciples of the sect. Their daily duty is to travel around the world on behalf of the Ghost Ancestral Palace. This Huang Kou is one of the famous figures. He is known as "the unparalleled guest under the Qingming lamp, and the sword is buried in the tomb of Beimang". people.".
The Unparalleled Guest Under the Qingming Lantern refers to this man who has mastered twelve Qingming Yuanchen Lanterns, each with its own magical and mysterious functions. The Swordman Buried in the Beimang Tomb is talking about his swordsmanship that surpasses the Thirty-Six Walks.
Wu Zhiqi was competitive by nature, but when faced with this strong swordsman in Beimang Ghost Ancestor Palace, he still felt a little weak.
"No, Feng Xi should be careful with his sword."
Gushe seemed to suddenly think of something and whispered.
Young Master Su didn't recognize any of the Huang Kou or the Sword Burial Man, but the sword demon he had cultivated in his dantian seemed to be aroused by something, and he suddenly felt a sense of it.
Danger is right ahead.
As soon as Su Che thought, the double-faced ghost would fly out from the nine bends of the Yinquan with a large shield in hand, and roared loudly while holding the shield.
"Who dares to offend Mr. You..."
Before he could finish his words, a pure white sword light was less than a foot long and traced a trajectory in the air, cutting the shield and ghost general into two pieces.
Amazing.
The double-faced ghost will reappear after a moment and use his big shield.
"... Kamui."
The pure white sword light came back and cut the ghost general into three pieces.
An evil ghost wore a black robe, with disheveled hair and a beard that reached to his chest. His eyes were long and narrow, with a pair of snake pupils in his eyes, and his pale face was stained with a layer of green light.
"I didn't expect to see a friend of the Ghost Dao here. Beimang Ghost Ancestral Palace invites Yin cultivators from all over the world to join us on the road. If you are interested, you might as well go up to the building and have a look. As for the few who are hiding their heads and tails, they are What is your intention?"
Huang Kou appeared like a ghost next to the main hall. Next to him was a big man in black robes. This man was all copper-colored and had five long goat-like horns on his head.
"Hmph, he is living in an ancient temple in the middle of the night. He is not a good person at first glance. Brother Huang, you and I are both from decent families. Why don't we work together to eradicate these ghostly characters? I wonder what Brother Huang wants?"
The big man stared straight at the little fox and Gushe: "Judging from the bones of these two, they must be seductive witches. Brother Huang, please be gentler later, and I will interrogate them carefully after I capture them." What kind of conspiracy does this person have? Could it be that he wants to mess up my humanitarian affairs?"
Wu Zhiqi moved to Su Che quietly.
"Looking at your serious villain appearance, you must be a figure taught by Cangtian of Beidi Demon Sect."
"Hehe, you have some vision, and I will do what I say."
The five-cornered demon clasped his fists and saluted: "We, the Cangtian Sect, walk the world with the same character. It is polite to greet you. Good and evil are not mutually exclusive. I will not be polite when I do something later."
"Cangtian Sect is the main sect of the Demon Sect in the North, and these two are both fifth-level masters. The words and deeds seem to be the way for the Demon Sect to refine their bodies. With the two of them working together, Wu Zhiqi alone may not be able to withstand them. "
Gu She whispered: "Be careful, I have a special move that is extremely powerful. Once used, it will definitely kill these two people, but it may accidentally injure others, so be careful."
Wu Zhiqi swung the iron rod.
"What nonsense? I just came to Qingdi Baoyuan to show me the stick."
The iron rod stirred up layers of strong wind, turning into thousands of stick shadows and rolling toward the two of them.
The five-pointed man waved his fists and faced the layers of stick shadows, and the iron rods hit him with a muffled sound.
The shadow of Wu Zhiqi's stick is like the tide, and the big man is like a solitary cliff in the sea, standing still.
"Your mother, I see that you are also a fifth-grade expert. How come the stick is so soft? Could it be that you are trying to hook up with your brother Yan? Good boy, you know that I am a tough guy and not a softie! Old Huang, just watch me take this guy alone... "
When Su Che heard these words that he must do what he said, he felt as if he wanted to eat Wu Zhiqi alive. He was a little frightened for a moment. How could this person from the Demon Sect be so terrifying?
"Don't be so arrogant, look at my Taixuan Liangyi Fenchen Sword!"
The Gushe sword was finally unsheathed, and an overwhelming and overwhelming sword intent came from the sky. An inexplicable chill arose in the hearts of the six people in the hall.
Such terrifying swordsmanship, Su Che only felt that when Gu She's sword was released, it would cut off all changes, principles, and existence in the world. Everything would return to nothingness under the terrifying sword intent and pressure.
This kind of swordsmanship has already surpassed the fifth level and is directly chasing the position of immortality.
Above the edge of the sword, there is a three-foot blue rainbow. Gu She holds the sword like a fairy from Guanghan, floating in the fairyland.
The sword flashed.
Suche took a few steps back and took the little fox into his arms.
Huang Kou frowned while walking in Guizu Palace, and twelve green lights appeared behind him.
Wu Zhiqi danced out a layer of stick shadows and retreated into the sky.
The Cangtian Sect Demon Lord kept his word and clenched his fists with both hands. Golden light emitted from his whole body, causing every part of his skin to tremble.
Nothing happened.
Gu She held the sword in her hand, feeling slightly embarrassed.
"Quickly retreat!"
She shouted at Suche and Little Fox, and drew her sword in front of them.
"My swordsmanship doesn't work when it fails..."
Heaven teaches the devil to look up to the sky and smile.
"Your mother, for such a big battle, she turned out to be a dull fart..."
Huang Kou looked at Gu She, his face full of heaviness and caution.
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