"Jie, Jie, Jie... all the thieves in the Eternal Life Palace deserve to die!"
Among the black clouds, a cold and strange laughter came out, and the captain's struggle could still be vaguely heard, but the sound became weaker and weaker.
"Be bold!"
At this moment, a thunderous shout suddenly came.
Then he saw a thousand feet away, a golden sword light that penetrated the sky and the earth, tearing everything apart in an instant and illuminating the entire sky.
"Third Grade Martial Arts..."
The cold and strange voice in the black cloud showed a hint of timidity, not caring about devouring the spiritual materials and the captain. The black cloud dispersed, turning into strands of black thread as thin as hair, and fled away into the distance.
"Where to escape!"
As the voice fell, a middle-aged man wearing the uniform of a governor fell next to the captain. With a thought, the golden sword light split into thousands. Every ray of sword light flashed and was destroyed. A hint of black thread.
"ah......"
As the last scream sounded, all the black lines were wiped out, as if it had never been in this world.
All the evil spirits lingering around him disappeared.
It was only then that I saw an old man in a Confucian shirt with a goatee, stepping on lightning under his feet, panting and appearing in front of the envoy.
"Sir...sir...congratulations, sir, you killed the evil demon with one move."
Yang Qing gasped and congratulated intermittently.
The speed of the third-level martial arts was too fast. He was only one level behind Zhenfu Shi. He tried his best to use Confucianism and Taoism skills, but he still couldn't keep up with Zhenfu Shi's speed.
The governor glanced at Yang Qing. If it weren't for the Demon Catching Division and the Demon Suppressing Division, he wouldn't want to be a burden.
"Go and look around to see if there are any survivors..."
"Well......"
Just as the governor said the word "evil", he suddenly let out a painful groan in his throat.
On his right chest, a bloody hand surrounded by strange black flames appeared.
The bloody hand penetrated from the back, passed out from the front, and directly penetrated his entire body.
If it wasn't for his martial arts spiritual sense that he suddenly sensed and avoided the vital point of his left chest and heart, he would have been dead at this time.
The Zhenfu envoy turned around and struck out with his sword. The blade burst out, forcing the attacker away from behind, and then retreated to Yang Qing's side.
At the same time, the true energy inside the body was rolling, trying to repair the injury.
Unexpectedly, the true essence was swallowed up by the black flames remaining on the wound, and instead became the fuel of the black flames.
"vomit......"
The governor spat out a mouthful of black blood, held his knife on the ground, and stabilized his body, as if he had been seriously injured.
"Sir...my lord, what kind of fat thing is this?"
Yang Qing stuttered this time, not because he was out of breath, but because he was scared. Even his voice changed due to fear.
The situation was so good just now, why did it turn into this?
Ten feet away from the two of them, the captain who had been swallowed up by the black cloud before was lifted up by a black cloud at his feet and floated three feet in the air.
The captain stuck out his scarlet tongue and licked the blood on his hands clean, and then sneered at the two of them sinisterly. The scene was extremely strange.
Yang Qing just took one look and felt creepy.
"The blood of a third-grade martial artist is indeed full of true energy and is the supreme elixir for breakthrough."
As soon as he finished speaking, the captain's body was surrounded by black flames, and the black clouds under his feet kept making strange roars. His momentum continued to rise, and he instantly returned to the third level of cultivation. Then he continued to climb up, touching the boundary of the second level of cultivation, and then stopped. Come down.
"Third-grade peak ghost cultivator."
"Let's go, we are not opponents!"
Zhen Fu reversed his true energy, temporarily sealed the blood holes in his body, stimulated his whole body's potential, lifted Yang Qing's neck, and jumped up.
Yang Qing felt the strong wind roaring in front of him. When he opened his eyes, he was already several miles away.
"Jie Jie Jie... I still want to escape!"
Just as the Zhenfu Envoy was about to jump up again, the black cloud let out a strange laugh, came first and landed in front of the Zhenfu Envoy.
"Can you escape?"
"The Eternal Life Palace Dog Thief!"
Among the black clouds, the captain's figure was revealed. At this time, his face was covered with strange black lines, and his whole body was burning with black flames. Ghosts and ghosts were wailing and screaming in the black clouds, which was very scary. fear.
If it weren't for the fact that some of the captain's uniforms were still on him, it would have been impossible to tell that this person was the captain just now.
"Can't escape, prepare to split up."
The governor quietly sent a message to Yang Qing.
Can we not split up?
Yang Qing refused in his heart, but the governor did not give him a chance to refuse.
"Walk!"
The governor suddenly shouted loudly, and the long sword in his hand suddenly erupted with a golden edge more than ten feet long, slashing towards the ghost cultivator in front of him with lightning speed.
Then, regardless of whether Yang Qing agreed or not, he took steps and ran towards the distance.
"Chasing clouds and lightning!"
Yang Qing was not a fool. When he saw that the governor had escaped, he knew that this was his last chance to escape.
No longer hesitating, the awe-inspiring righteousness in his body exploded, turning into a bolt of lightning and falling on his feet. He took one step forward and fled in the opposite direction.
It has to be said that this governor was quite benevolent. Although he looked down on Yang Qing, he did not leave Yang Qing alone, or directly left Yang Qing to the ghost cultivator to buy time to escape.
The two of them split up and ran away, at least one of them was able to escape.
But the ghost cultivator didn't think so.
The sword light struck above the black cloud, easily cutting the black cloud and the captain inside into two halves.
The captain was cut in half from head to toe, and the wounds were extremely smooth. Strangely, even though the body was split into two, the body still stood in the black clouds, with no blood splattering.
Then there were sounds of howling ghosts and wolves in the black clouds, and they rolled up half of their bodies and chased after Zhen Fu and Yang Qing respectively.
In just a few blinks, he had already caught up with Yang Qing.
"call......"
A ball of black flames quickly struck from behind Yang Qing.
Although it looked like a flame, in Yang Qing's consciousness, the black flame was extremely cold. Before it came, he already felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped a lot, and he couldn't help but shiver.
"Apparition!"
Yang Qing has reached the fourth level of Confucianism. He can't hide when he sees it. His mouth is like a lotus flower, his tongue is like a lotus flower, and his strong aura of awe-inspiring righteousness connects the heaven and the earth. A mysterious force falls and moves his body ten feet away in an instant.
The figure had just left, and the black flames fell on the place where he had just disappeared. In an instant, the black flames penetrated the ground silently, leaving a dark and deep hole on the ground.
Yang Qing's consciousness was swept away, and he almost lost his soul. If he was still there, he would have died long ago.
"Huh!"
The ghost cultivator, who had only half his body left, let out a sound of surprise. He stared at Yang Qing's running figure with a strange one eye, as if he did not expect that he could escape.
"It's just a matter of living a few more breaths!"
The ghost cultivator smiled sinisterly, black clouds filled the air, dyeing half of the sky black, and chased Yang Qing again.
Seeing that the ghost cultivator did not give up, the awe-inspiring righteousness in Yang Qing's body was pushed to the extreme. With the blessing of Confucian spells such as chasing clouds and suns, traveling thousands of miles a day, his speed increased by another 30%, and he fled towards the distance.
However, the gap in cultivation is too big. Even if he activates his potential, he still cannot get rid of the ghost cultivator. Instead, he is chased closer and closer.
"Woooo..."
There was a scream of ghosts crying and wolves howling, the sound was extremely shrill and shocking.
Yang Qing was only slightly distracted when the black clouds immediately gathered around him and enveloped him.
"Boy, let's see how you escape this time!"
When the ghost cultivator opened and closed the remaining half of his mouth, black flames condensed and struck towards Yang Qing.
Yang Qing glanced around him and saw that within a radius of ten miles, everything was occupied by black clouds. Even if he used the movement technique, he could not escape from the black clouds.
"Wind and residual clouds!"
Yang Qing roared with all his strength, and the aura of righteousness in his body was pushed to the extreme. As a mysterious force fell, there was a faint sound of wind in the black clouds.
There was a gentle breeze at the beginning, but it was no more than a breath. The wind howled, the wind blade was like a knife, sweeping the black clouds like the wind from the sky, blowing towards the black flames.
"It's useless, it's just adding some nourishment to my ghostly ghost fire."
Sure enough, such a powerful wind blowing on the black flames was like a breeze blowing on the face. There was a slight ripple on the black flames, and then the flames burned and swallowed up the wind.
Instead, the fire increased by three points and rushed towards Yang Qing quickly.
Before the black flames came, the space around Yang Qing seemed to have been frozen, and even if he wanted to dodge, he couldn't do it.
"My life is at risk!"
