The moon is vast.

It's night.

The silver gauze fell on Tushan Jun Rumo's black robe, and there was no reflection of light at all, like a black hole that contained it.

"I heard that the young master of Yangcheng is looking for a ghost cultivator in black robe, that's yours."

The ancestor of the Ding family moved his eyes to Tushanjun.

Although his gloomy aura is restrained, it still gives people a sense of terror, as if he is in darkness when he looks directly at the other person, and his five senses and six consciousnesses are suppressed.

I had a chance to meet once in the past, and the eight young master from Yangcheng sent someone to inquire, so Ding Chuanli wrote down.

Upon hearing this, Tu Shanjun's eyes narrowed.

If you don’t want to be related to anyone you want, then it’s Yangcheng.

In an already dangerous situation, it is difficult to guarantee that the other party will do anything.

Just like a terminally ill person will always go crazy to survive

What's more, facing the Jindan later, Tushanjun was already nervous enough, and the one in Yangcheng was at the peak of the Jindan.

It is said that it is the first person under the Nascent Soul. This kind of old monster is chilling just by thinking about it.

‘With Yangcheng, my mind and mind disturbance?’

The thought flashed by, and Tushanjun was not affected at all.

Not to mention Yangcheng, they didn’t know that they had arrived in Beiluoshan. Even now the ancestor of the Ding family spread the news, it would take a lot of effort to get the distance between the middle.

It is not realistic to expect the first person under the Nascent Soul to fly away.

"When you are tied up, the answer will be revealed."

The cold sound just started, and the sealing method in your hand was already formed.

"Sword-controlling!"

The rustling wind sounded, and the sword shadows roared under the moon.

Tens of thousands of sword shadows condensed in the darkness, shining cold light under the moonlight.

The storm was approaching, and the pressure was condensed from Tushanjun's body. It seemed that a vacuum area was formed in the courtyard, which squeezed out all the monks.

The clans at the gate of the courtyard were already panicked.

Once the Jindan monk starts his hand, he will suffer within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. Maybe the entire Beiluoshan will be overturned.

"Qi Family Array?"

"quick……"

The clan elders were pushing and using the escape technique to leave.

How could Tushanjun give them this opportunity?

The ghost corners on the forehead wind and gather vertical eye patterns, the complex large snowflake patterns above the head spread out, and the ground patterns under the feet are in contact.

The realm of ignorance opens.

All monks around were accommodated in.

"disease!"

The ghost hand transformation made the sword shadow rush, killing the Ding family ancestor while also covering the foundation-building clan elder who carried out magic at the entrance of the courtyard.

It would be better to say that Tushan Jun’s original intention was to abolish all the foundation-building monks of the Ding family first.

If the ancestor of the Ding family is guided to return to the rescue and let him attack, he will be even better.

The Ding family ancestor looked stern, his hands crossed, his fingers turned into a lotus magic seal, and the magic barrier turned into a white lotus, and the petals immediately floated and turned into a hard shield armor, blocking the sword shadow condensed by the sword-controlling technique.

The sound of clinking gold and stone intertwined is endless.

Tushanjun's attack was restrained, and he was a simple test at the beginning, and there was no intention of damaging it.

Everything looks so right.

The Ding family ancestor's eyes were solemn, because the black-robed ghost cultivator had already appeared in front of him.

The moment he was shrouded in the two layers of extended patterns on the upper and lower levels, Ding Chuanli felt that this was the most wrong decision he had ever made. It seemed that he had seen through the next move by the other party.

"escape."

"disease."

The escape light flashed, and Ding Chuanli flew into the sea of ​​clouds.

Tu Shanjun smiled, his actions were just in line with his intentions. Then he turned into black light and chased after him.

He was not worried about Ding Xie in the courtyard.

With the peak cultivation and the magic weapon, the soul banner, even the golden elixir monk cannot do anything to Ding Xie today. The strength of the Yin God in the soul banner is still regressing compared to his lifetime and cannot withstand the advantage of the number of people.

Now it is definitely not a good time for them to provoke Ding Xie.

...

The sky is dense and cloudy.

The tumbling mist condensed into a thick and thick shape.

"Why do you need to trek into muddy waters for Fellow Daoist Li? The soul of Sanbao's parents is not in my hands."

"I believe that with the weight of fellow Taoist Li in the heart of the Three Treasures, he will give up on pursuing his soul."

“Just continue…”

"Fellow Daoist Ding thinks this is right?" Tu Shanjun said a rare sentence, but he just asked back.

Seeing Ding Chuanli silent, Tushan Jun said calmly: "Nothing is known, I can only use a secret to say a few words in the clouds and confusion. It is really exciting."

“Either just say it or say nothing.”

Tushanjun did not continue to argue. He was already past the age of pursuing secrets and knew how to protect himself and save trouble.

But there are some things that cannot be compromised.

What's more, Tushan Jun is accustomed to helping his relatives and not helping him.

Wave your hand.

The sword ball turned into a long shadow and surrounded Tushanjun.

The sword-control technique starts, and the sword light flies, like a scaled fish flying in the clouds.

Ding Chuanli nodded slightly: "Okay, I have not competed with anyone since I created the Golden Pill, so let me see the strength of the Ghost Cultivator."

"Creen Lotus Method."

The lotus platform under the feet is manifested, with a total of twenty-nine petals inside and outside.

Even the Taoist robe on his body was covered with patterns, which was connected to the breath of the lotus platform under his feet.

Ding Chuanli turned his wrist and the bracelet at his wrist bloomed in a blue light. The pass opened into a blue rhizome and turned into a magic sword that flowed in green light.

The lotus roots are made of stems, and the small lotus platform becomes a sword block.

The eight-sided edge light turns into sword light, which only makes people's eyes sting.

Although the Ding family in Beiluoshan is a prominent family, there are not many magic weapons in the clan.

The intact magic weapon is always on Ding Chuanli.

"go!"

The sword pill collided with the Qinglian magic weapon, and Tushan Jun took a sudden step back, his eyes fluttering with a look of surprise.

That magic weapon is indeed extraordinary, it should be an excellent thing.

"burst."

As the thought arose, the black and red blood attached to the sword ball suddenly condensed into a human form.

Boom.

The aftermath of the explosion evaporated the surrounding fog and clouds, and also opened a huge distance between the two hanging figures.

Jianwan and Qinglian magic weapon are about to part.

When he returned to his hand, there were two shallow cracks in the sword pill. This top-quality magic weapon was no match for magic weapons at all. It turned out to be like this just by a collision. If he continued to fight for several rounds, he might be scrapped.

The Green Lotus magic weapon hovered beside Ding Chuanli, and Ding Chuanli's eyes were filled with pain.

He was blown up by the technique just now, causing blood to splash, making the magic weapon aura a lot dim, and he couldn't help feeling distressed.

The Spirit Demon Blood Killing Technique uses Tushan Jun’s ghost blood, and its power is naturally incomparable.

Moreover, with Tu Shanjun's research and development of the technique, the blood killing technique has become more convenient. Fighting can play an unexpected role, especially hanging ghost blood on the flying sword in advance, which can even catch the opponent off guard.

Tu Shanjun looked up at the sky and saw the dusk light.

It's time to end this battle.
To be continued...