Hei Wuchang curled his lips with evil eyes, sneered again and again, and said nothing, just watching the handsome man leave.
Bai Wuchang smiled and warmly welcomed the guest, and said: "Nine lives, why are you so anxious? We haven't seen each other for at least eight hundred years. It's been a long night. Why not go to the Naihe Bridge in the fifth hall to look at the scenery, have a few drinks, and reminisce about the past. Let’s talk slowly.”
The handsome man looked at a huge fuzzy bull's head emerging from the darkness, describing it as ferocious and ferocious. His eyes were glaring like lanterns, and he wished he could eat him alive. He knew that it would be difficult to be kind now.
Even the bull's head is out, and the horse's face must be ambush in the dark.
Sen Luodian came prepared, and he woke up from his deep sleep. He noticed some movement in the wasteland and went out for a walk to relax.
I didn't expect to fall into a trap set by a few old ghosts. I was careless.
He smiled bitterly: "Brothers, why are you so aggressive? Why don't I just go with you? A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything, and a gentleman doesn't say bad words when making enemies..."
He murmured something in his mouth, suddenly rushed upwards, and disappeared in an instant.
If you walk too much at night and bump into a big guy, and you can't beat him, then he should just sneak away from the main office.
"Haha, where can you run to with nine lives?"
Bai Wuchang waved his hand and moved Zhang Wenfeng nearby, including Yun Qiuhe, Cen Sanlin, Donkey, who were being circled by "ghosts beating the wall", and even the gold-swallowing demon gorilla who was exhausted from fighting the illusion in the air, as well as the Broken arms, broken sticks, broken corpses of flying demon rats and ferocious bats, etc., were all moved dozens of miles to the east.
Zhang Wenfeng grabbed the jujube sword thrown to his side and stood up.
He spat out a mouthful of bruised blood and had collected the surging energy and blood. Although his body was still tight with pain, his face remained calm. He sneered at the orangutan who was stunned for a moment and wanted to run away, "You want to try running? "
The Taomu Flying Sword was floating beside him, rising and falling slightly, ready to launch a thunderous strike at any time.
He saw that the gold-swallowing demon ape had very little demonic power left in his body, and was even more unbearable than him. Even though the flying sword might not be able to pierce the monster's body, which was as hard as a magic weapon, it could still suppress it by focusing on its vital points and attacking with its speed. The monster orangutan would consume each other to death, not to mention that he had two lively people and one donkey on his side.
Cen Sanlin also reacted. Seeing the advantage, he swallowed a pill and grabbed the broad sword eager to try.
Yun Qiuhe spat, the monster had no hair covering its body and was not ashamed.
The magic weapon in her hand emits a faint blue cold light. Although she doesn't understand what happened, since the monster has fallen into their circle again, and it seems that its strength is greatly damaged, what else can be said, let's beat them to death first. .
The weirdness I encountered earlier will be discussed in detail later.
The gold-swallowing orangutan's broken arm began to bleed again. It chuckled ferociously, broke the stick, and shouted: "I'm not going to run away, come on, try to pull someone on the back, I can still do it!"
It glanced at Yun Qiuhe and Cen Sanlin, but the donkey ignored them.
And it also knew that the three humans wouldn't care at all if they threatened the donkey's life. It didn't expect to fight with the old monster who could control the flying sword, so it could only target the other two.
One life for another, it gambled.
There was a stalemate in the atmosphere. No one dared to make the first move, preparing to launch a thunderous strike at any time.
Zhang Wenfeng thought about it and pulled out a green robe from the black cloth bag, threw it towards the gold-swallowing demon orangutan in the air, and shouted: "Put on your clothes first, I can take care of you anytime, but not now, you stay quietly, don't you dare to run" Don’t blame me…”
There was a loud "bang" in the distance, the ground shook violently, and the trees shook and the wind roared.
The faces of the three people on the ground and the monster in the air suddenly changed.
Zhang Wenfeng didn't care about threatening the monster, sheathed the flying sword and shouted: "Come here, Yun Qiuhe sets up a formation! Be careful and protect yourself!"
Hearing the power of the attack in the distance, he felt that it was not appropriate to run around at this time. It was dark everywhere, with flying sand and rocks, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction. Don't accidentally break into Guiziling, and you would be in big trouble.
Yun Qiuhe, Cen Sanlin and Donkey rushed to Zhang Guanzhu's side, their bodies shining with brilliance, resisting the impact of the hurricane.
Then there was another violent explosion in the distance, and the ground shook like an earth dragon turning over.
There were trees swaying violently and falling over, strong winds blowing, and dust rising.
Yun Qiuhe quickly took out the formation flag and arranged the water formation protection. She glanced at Zhang Guanzhu and saw that his expression was serious, as if he was listening to something, so she did not disturb him.
The gold-swallowing demon gorilla also quickly fell to the ground, wrapping its robe around its waist to cover it.
Hearing the momentum from the distance, it seemed to be a battle between masters, which was more powerful than the fight between the monks of the human race and the third-level demon of the demon race. It was secretly surprised, wondering what happened? Be careful not to run around.
Zhang Wenfeng took out two packages of bronze coins he had collected from the donkey's basket and threw them into the air under the gaze of several pairs of eyes.
Copper coins fell like rain, disappearing into the darkness.
He heard a sudden message from Bai Wuchang, asking for some money from the Yang world. The more the better, it would be used as the "price" for them to do something here. He just followed it anyway, not understanding the taboos and having no way to ask. rise.
Three figures came through the air and landed in the air near a few people. They were Gao Yi, Yi Weishu, and Mo Qingyu, the three free-spirit monks who were guarding the Wushi Ridge. They noticed the huge movement in the central and western parts of the wilderness and rushed over. .
"What happened?"
Gao Yi looked at the three people saluting below, glanced at the gold-swallowing demon gorilla who was stunned and then alert, and asked.
He noticed that the other two were led by Zhang Wenfeng in the middle, and his eyes fell on Zhang Wenfeng.
Zhang Wenfeng cupped his fists and sent a message: "Reporting to the three adults, the black and white impermanent ghosts of the underworld suddenly appeared in the human world and are besieging a ghost named 'Nine Lives' from Guiziling."
As long as he put aside his own relationship, of course he could talk about other things, and Bai Wuchang didn't ask him to hide it.
The three people in the air were dumbfounded. Of course they had heard of the famous Black and White Impermanence, which were all legendary ghost missions in the classics.
Gao Yi ducked into the water formation arranged by Yun Qiuhe, and asked with great interest: "Tell me carefully, what is going on? How did they appear in the world?"
Yi Weishu and Mo Qingyu also fell down.
They basically believed that because of the scene where the action was taken, the sinister wind and ghostly energy were densely packed, forming an invisible ghost realm that could not be penetrated by spiritual consciousness.
The power and power are far beyond what the three of them can combine.
Mo Qingyu, a middle-aged female Taoist priest from Yuhua Pavilion, was suddenly startled and asked via group voice transmission: "Zhang Wenfeng, you said that the one being besieged by Black and White Wuchang is a ghost called 'Nine Lives'?"
Zhang Wenfeng transmitted the message: "Yes, I heard Bai Wuchang call that person that way."
Mo Qingyu asked: "What does Jiu Ming look like?"
"She looks...very handsome, with silver eyes, a slender face, and a feminine temperament...she feels a bit like a fox to me."
Zhang Wenfeng sent a message to describe the man named Jiu Ming.
Mo Qingyu nodded, her face became a little unnatural, and the sound transmission explained: "That is a fox demon who converted to the ghost path. His true form is a nine-tailed fox. It is said that he has nine lives. He is basically an immortal existence. I don't know. He has been practicing for many years, but I didn’t expect him to be lurking in Guiziling, and we almost... were wiped out without even realizing it!"
The female Taoist priest was frightened for a while. She had read the legend about the "Nine Lives" from an ancient book, but she didn't expect that the ghost had not yet entered the underworld.
Yi Weishu also nodded and said: "What you said, I have some impressions. It is said that in the war between the human race and the demon race more than 800 years ago, the man named Jiu Ming participated and killed countless people. The ancient battlefield of Guiziling, including now The wild wasteland of Huanye, and there will be a battle later.”
Gao Yi's attention was on another aspect, and he asked via voice transmission: "Zhang Daoyou, did you, Bai Wuchang, and the others face each other? What did you say?"
Zhang Wenfeng briefly described the process of how they were attacked by monsters. The focus was on the latter where they were trapped by unknown ghosts. He used the secret method of chanting sutras to break the invisible imprisonment, which aroused the interest of Jiu Ming and showed up. things.
His ability to tell nonsense is first-rate, and he can tell one part truth and one part falsehood.
Bai Wuchang has already confessed to him. You can rest assured that his identity will not be revealed to other humans.
If such a large battle was launched in the underworld, Nine Lives would be doomed. What he said was the truth.
After settling the matter, he took out the dark green magic plate that was broken into three circles in his arms, and said through the voice: "The Nine Lives suddenly took action and said that he wanted to try my skills. Fortunately, his subordinates have the magic weapon inherited from the Taoist temple. One blow and he was not killed on the spot."
Mo Qingyu took the broken magic weapon, and as soon as she took it, she knew it was a wooden magic weapon. It was cracked by the huge force, and the crack was fresh. It would be impossible for her to do it. She secretly sighed again that she was lucky, that Nine The strength of fate is unfathomable, and they managed to escape unintentionally.
Zhang Wenfeng continued to transmit the message: "Jiu Ming was about to kill him when the black and white Wuchang two ghosts suddenly appeared. They seemed to know each other and exchanged a few words. Jiu Ming said that he had inadvertently crossed the line and asked for forgiveness."
Describe the conversation until they are moved out by Bai Wuchang.
The movement in the distance was loud and small, and the battle was very fierce.
Occasionally there were continuous explosions, the ground shook, and dust filled the air.
Gao Yi and the other three were silent for a while, all silently digesting the news they heard and pondering its deeper meaning.
Yun Qiuhe and Cen Sanlin didn't hear the details, but they knew it was a secret like this, so it was better not to pry.
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