The Yin Qi on the fifth level turned into a strong wind, and a little ghost cultivator who tried to step in was crushed to pieces. Around a lotus, several monks stood in a stalemate.
"You guys are so shameless, please hand over your storage bags!"
"It sounds like you were no longer human before."
Yi Guixiu laughed, "We were never human. Are you referring to the memory of being human?"
Sun Xingyi complained secretly. He just wanted to get enough things to exchange for the command arrows, but this time he got several big ghosts to block him here.
The people who were quarreling with the big ghost were two disciples from the Zangyunjian martial arts family, one named Zong Zhengchun and the other named Yi Mingyuan.
Zang Yunjian had many tricks up his sleeve, and there was actually a bag that could hold utensils. There was nothing around but a lotus in the middle. The rest were harvested by these two people!
Sun Xingyi just stopped and sighed. Unexpectedly, those big ghosts couldn't see through and blocked him. He suffered an unreasonable disaster and couldn't leave even if he wanted to.
Zong Zhengchun has a square face, looks very calm, and is very decisive, "Since you don't want to be kind, don't blame me for being rude."
He pulled his hand into his sleeve, shook out a jade ruler, saw the wind eight feet long, and swung it towards several ghost cultivators.
For the trip to the ghost town, they were well prepared and had all the equipment. This jade ruler alone had no less than three spells specifically designed to defeat ghost cultivators.
Several ghost cultivators dodged away, and the jade ruler flashed with golden light, making a sizzling sound when it touched the Yin Qi.
"It's a small trick." A ghost cultivator held eight black bells between his fingers, and the sound of the bells attacked his mind.
Yi Mingyuan raised the corners of her lips slightly, and a piano appeared in her hand. The strings were plucked, and the sound was already killing. Zongzheng Chun saw the right opportunity and shot several ghost cultivators with his jade ruler.
The two of them cooperated and steadily suppressed them.
"Trash!" There was a sudden roar, and the sound was so violent that it broke Yi Mingyuan's strings and knocked Zong Zhengchun's jade ruler away.
"Who is coming!" Zong Zhengchun was shocked. This skill must be a master with perfect innate skills.
The ghost cultivators who had been so arrogant just now were as quiet as quails, "Senior Brother Chang will definitely make you look good."
After hearing the sound, a ghost came instantly with the strong wind, with a black robe and a green face, and swept past Zong Zhengchun and Yi Mingyuan in a sinister manner. He turned around and scolded several ghost cultivators, "You can't take down two of them in one group. If you want to lose face, why don’t you get out of here and practice.”
Several ghost cultivators glanced at the two reluctantly, turned around and drifted away.
Just when Zong Zhengchun and Yi Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, Chang Lingqiu took out the ghost flag with his backhand, and Yin Gui roared, "Let's just forget about it for nothing. You are still greedy and want to deceive me into being incompetent!"
Zong Zhengchun quickly held his jade ruler against the dancing Yin Gui, "Yi Daoist friend, hurry up!"
Yi Mingyuan tuned the strings just in time, and swept out a few sounds to form a sound mask, "This ghost is so powerful that you can't fight hard. Look for an opportunity to retreat."
Their goal is only treasure, there is no need to leave their lives here.
During the battle between humans and ghosts, a pond full of lotus flowers swayed, and a shadow walked over the stacked lotus leaves.
Zong Zhengchun, Yi Mingyuan and Chang Lingqiu cast their senses almost instantly, and then they were all confused as to whether this was a human or a ghost.
Zhan Changfeng looked at the two people fighting each other, then turned to look at Sun Xingyi who was staring at him, "Senior Sun, what a clever person."
Sun Xingyi, who was hiding aside to save his life, responded dryly, "What a coincidence, little fellow Taoist."
Then he saw the little fellow Taoist calmly bypassing the two ghosts and walking towards the depths.
When Zong Zhengchun saw her greeting Sun Xingyi, he immediately said, "Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment and help us repel this ghost. We will be rewarded generously!"
Chang Lingqiu laughed, man?
She was riddled with yin energy and had no breath of life at all. How could she be a human being? This male cultivator hurriedly sought medical treatment and begged a ghost.
Chang Lingqiu showed great power and pinched the formula, and countless resentful ghosts and souls rushed out from the ghost flags, making the two people's situation even more dangerous.
Zhan Changfeng wanted to reply politely, "No time," but he saw the Yin Qi above the lotus surging like a storm, invisibly dispelling the attacks from both sides.
Chang Lingqiu and Zong Zhengchun shouted almost at the same time, "Transform into the underworld water!"
The water that transforms into the underworld is a great tonic for ghost cultivators. One drop can equal a year of cultivation here!
Naturally, as a treasure of heaven and earth, it is an extremely rare treasure for human cultivators, whether it is refining elixirs or refining weapons.
Tick tock~
The ethereal voice comes from the heart, and a drop of water falls out of thin air on the petals of the blooming lotus, crystal clear like dewdrops.
A tight thread was broken, and Chang Lingqiu, Zongzheng Chun, and Yi Mingyuan fought again, but this time they were fighting each other, just to fight for that drop of water!
Zhan Changfeng weighed it up. Although there was a certain chance of winning it, it would be a waste of time, so he had to find the most beautiful thing.
However, at this time, the monks who sensed the reincarnation of the underworld water appeared one after another, including Gongsun Long.
When Gongsun Long saw Zhan Changfeng, he didn't care about the water or not. He immediately attacked with two swords, "Those three idiots can't even deal with a child."
"Don't be sad, you may not be worse than a fool." Zhan Changfeng dodged a sword and swept towards the sixth floor.
Worse than a fool?
Otherwise, it's all just a trap. Gongsun Long shouted, "If you have the ability to use your words, don't run away!"
He slapped a talisman on his body to ensure that he would not be harmed by the Yin Qi, and then pursued with all his strength.
Zhan Changfeng deliberately went in a direction where there was no one around. Gongsun Long wanted to kill her, and she also wanted to kill him as soon as possible to avoid being stabbed in the back at the critical moment.
When the sounds of the monks competing for the reincarnation of the underworld water faded away, Zhan Changfeng no longer dodge blindly, pure Yin energy was injected into the sword body, and the gloom came suddenly.
Gongsun Long was as light as a frightening giant, and his sword flew like a big net. The net was dotted with hooks. Each sword struck him, and there was a feeling of suffocation about to tie him up in the net. His strength is much higher than Gongsun Jing.
However, Zhan Changfeng was not the same as before, Gongsun Long was secretly shocked, but after more than a month, her strength had exceeded the intelligence.
How can we let this rate of progress continue!
"Yi Zhan, the Yin Dynasty is dead, and you have nowhere to go in this world. Hand over the Dragon Armor Divine Medal and I will spare your life!"
"Since the Yin Dynasty is dead, I can't go anywhere," Zhan Changfeng sneered, "You have to remember, if my Yi family can destroy your Gongsun family once, I can destroy it a second time."
The ethereal and cold sword light pierced Shengmen's critical point. Gongsun Long was so aroused by her that he almost couldn't resist. The genocide eight hundred years ago is their eternal shame, and only the blood of the Yi family can wash away it.
The two swords crisscrossed each other and cut into the air, causing the leaves to fly. Gongsun Long's eyes froze, and the hilts of the swords joined together to form a double-edged sword. They danced suddenly, like thousands of spiritual snakes, cutting the surrounding wind into pieces, and at the same time densely The wind is tight and pressed against Zhan Changfeng.
This move is majestic and very subtle. It is both offensive and difficult to break through. If it were outside, Zhan Changfeng might not be able to defeat him.
But in this stone lotus platform, there is no way she could lose.
"This fire is for the funeral of your Gongsun family in advance." Zhan Changfeng waved his long sword, and the stem next to it broke. The lotus was thrown into the sky, and the flowers fell like fire.
She dances like a dragon with her sword, and the swirling Yin Qi causes the falling petals. The lotus shows its true colors, and the ghostly fire connects into pieces.
The ghost fire can quench the ghost body and burn the human body, but it is a good medicine for the former, but a poison for the latter.
She discovered a flaw in Gongsun Long, and the ghostly fire instantly followed her sword and fell on him, burning his soul!
Gongsun Long screamed, took out various elixirs and stuffed them into his mouth.
Zhan Changfeng had already experienced Gongsun Jing's fighting method of maintaining an undefeated state by relying on an endless stream of magical weapons, so how could he allow him to risk his life?
The four swords penetrated the key points of his meridians, and at the same time used the soul-searching technique to pull out his memories and find the information he wanted from the scenes.
At this moment, He Yunchang put on his walking boots to escape. Suddenly he saw a figure on the right. He immediately turned and ran, shouting, "Fellow Taoist, hurry up. I finally got it for you." !”
As he spoke, he threw the thing in his hand away, but unexpectedly the man turned around and split the thing open with a sword.
"..." Zhan Changfeng.
"..." He Yuntian.
Is it embarrassing? Shouldn't normal people take it reflexively?
