Ghost King Cui Guan was startled and quickly shouted at the three ghost cultivators who stepped forward to besiege Yang Junhao: "Get back!"
However, Yang Junhao deliberately used himself as a bait to attract the three ghost cultivators to besiege him, in order to maximize the power of this killer weapon in his hand.
The Tao Talisman scroll was unfolded, and three heavenly fire meteors fell from the sky. The Tao magic power sealed in the Tao Talisman was the Heavenly Punishment Taoist Technique!
Among the three ghost cultivators, the one with the lowest cultivation level, the Xuan Gang realm ghost cultivator, died on the spot. The other Tiangang realm ghost cultivator tried his best to dodge, but in panic, he ran in front of Yang Junhao and was burned by a true sun fire.
Turned into ashes, Cui Tong, another Tiangang realm ghost cultivator, used the ghost escape technique to the extreme, but still could not escape the lingering power of the Taoist talisman. Seeing that he could not escape death after being severely injured, he suddenly noticed a black shadow flashing in front of his eyes.
Then the heart-stopping impact came from behind, as if someone had opened a gash.
Cui Tong turned his head and was about to look at the scene behind him, but unexpectedly someone lifted his neck, and the voice of Ghost King Cui Guan came to his ears: "Back off first, get out of here."
The Ghost King's voice contained a strong hoarseness and abdominal resonance, which was a sign that he had suffered internal injuries.
Yang Junhao is not stupid. He was besieged by three ghost cultivators earlier. He can naturally see that Cui Tong should be the leader among the three ghosts. After the Taoist talisman of Tianzhu Dao Jue is activated, at least half of the power is directed at Cui Tong.
Yes, as one of the most capable men under the Ghost King, Cui Guan would not sit back and watch his arm fall. He even fought hard with Yang Junxiu, and then took advantage of the opportunity to get rid of the white tiger's entanglement, and then faced Yang Junshan to seal it with his own hands.
Although he finally saved his subordinates with his natal Taoist magical power, he himself also suffered some injuries.
Six ghost cultivators, including Ghost King Cui Guan, besieged Yang Junhao and others. In the end, Yang Junhao and others killed three of them, and the remaining three fled in confusion.
After repelling the Ghost King once, Yang Junhao was not as hysterical as before this time. Although he killed two ghost cultivators with a Taoist Talisman in his hand, he was actually exhausted.
Yang Junxiu had at least four wounds opened by the Ghost King on her body. Even if her physical body was as strong as hers, her face would inevitably turn pale due to the excessive bleeding. Bao Yuer's condition was not very good either. She fought against the Taigang Realm with her cultivation level of Tiangang Realm.
Cui Guo, a ghost cultivator, would not have been able to persist until now if the three-shift sticker of his natal magical power had not made the other party extremely afraid.
Among the four, Ning Bin was in slightly better condition and breathed a sigh of relief. He did not care about the fatigue of Yang Junhao and others after the battle, and quickly urged everyone: "Quick, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, we have to leave here as soon as possible.
"——
Ghost King Cui Guan and others returned without success again, and even three of the Cui family's disciples were included, which greatly frustrated the two ghost cultivators under him, Cui Tong and Cui Guo.
Cui Tong had just been saved by the Ghost King. Although he had noticed the strangeness of the four people he was chasing, he did not ask. Cui Guo of the Taigang Realm was superior to Cui Guan in terms of strength and status.
Cui Tong, plus three other monks from the same clan who died in the first battle, Cui Guo felt that he had an obligation to ask the reason.
The two subordinates glanced at each other. Cui Guo saw the dodge in Cui Tong's eyes and asked directly: "Your Highness, the white tiger demon has always been the nemesis of our ghost clan. Why don't you notify the other ghost kings to join us?"
It is better to destroy it than to lose our Cui family. I believe that several other ghost kings will also be extremely interested in it after knowing that the white tiger demon has appeared."
Cui Guan's eyes suddenly turned to him. There was no emotion or anger in his eyes as calm as the abyss. But the more it looked like this, the more it made Cui Guo feel creepy. Then he heard Cui Guan's voice without emotion at all.
, said: "Are you complaining that this king has caused the death of several members of the same clan, and are you questioning my decision?"
Cui Guo was immediately frightened and trembled, and said quickly: "I don't dare, I don't dare, how dare I question the king? It's just, it's just..."
Cui Guo couldn't find a reason for a while, and cold sweat suddenly flowed down his face like a stream.
However, the Ghost King, who was usually strict and cold in the past, rarely pursued it this time. Instead, he waved his hand and said: "Okay, I have my own decision on this matter. Naturally, I can't let those four people go, but you have to first
Go and find someone for me."
Cui Guo's heart suddenly relaxed. Hearing the king's instructions, he subconsciously asked: "May I ask who the king wants to invite?"
"Zhongjiu!"
Cui Guan spit out a name, causing Cui Guo and Cui Tong's expressions to change suddenly——
"How's the injury?"
Ning Bin looked at Yang Junxiu with a solemn look. Now she was the strongest among the four and the main force against the Ghost King. If her strength was damaged due to injuries, the rest of the journey might be difficult.
Yang Junxiu's injuries have been carefully bandaged by Bao Yu'er, and after taking some healing elixirs, her face, which was originally pale due to blood loss, looks rosier, and the fatigue in her expression has also been reduced a lot.
Hearing Ning Bin's inquiry, Yang Junxiu chuckled and said, "Don't worry, I still have the strength to fight."
Ning Bin nodded and asked Yang Junhao: "Have you contacted Brother Yang?"
Yang Junhao nodded and said: "The blood talisman has been sent out, but it will take some time until the fourth brother sends help. We will have to support ourselves for the rest of the journey."
Ning Bin nodded and turned to look at Bao Yu'er.
Bao Yuer didn't wait for Ning Bin to ask and said: "They have been following me, from a distance, they will definitely come again."
Ning Bin's expression became even uglier. Previously, the Ghost King and his group were repulsed, but if they pursue them again, they will definitely gather more helpers.
"We need to get out of here." Ning Bin sighed, he had a bad feeling.
And this feeling soon came true again. Yang Junhao, who was leading the way at the front, suddenly stopped.
Then a voice with a hint of laziness and curiosity came from the front: "You can indeed see me!"
Ning Bin looked past Yang Junhao's back and saw a faint wave coming from a few dozen feet in front of him. A tall but extremely ugly young ghost monk wearing a brocade robe and holding a folding fan actually appeared.
He appeared so grandly in front of everyone on the way forward.
Looking at the dark and ugly ghost monk in front of him, Yang Junhao turned his head in astonishment and asked Bao Yu'er: "There are also ghosts who are easily exposed and block people's way.
Does it exist?"
Obviously, Yang Junhao and others were very surprised by this ghost cultivator who suddenly blocked everyone's path. Even Bao Yu'er was also greatly surprised, because the situation and habits of the person in front of him were obviously different from the ghost clan everyone knew.
Monks are very different.
And just when Yang Junhao turned around to ask, the ghost monk opposite looked past Yang Junhao, first glanced at Bao Yu'er, and then turned his eyes to fall on Yang Junxiu.
As if the aura between the two people had a strong repulsive effect, the moment the ghost cultivator's eyes were fixed on Yang Junxiu, Yang Junxiu also suddenly raised his head, staring directly at the ghost cultivator.
The ghost cultivator's face changed, and then he seemed to be sure of something. He nodded slightly and said to himself: "Sure enough, such a strong evil spirit must be of the blood of the White Tiger. It seems that Cui Guan did not lie to me.
"
"How is it, Zhong Jiu, are you satisfied with the goods I introduced to you?" A sharp voice with a hint of hoarseness suddenly came from behind everyone.
Yang Junxiu and others felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. This voice was that of the Ghost King who had fought against them twice before.
When everyone looked back, they saw the ghost king also showing his figure dozens of feet away behind everyone, blocking Yang Junhao and others in tandem with the ghost cultivator named "Zhong Jiu" in front.
Yang Junhao and Bao Yuer discovered two more hidden auras approaching the crowd almost at the same time. They were the two high-level judge-level ghost cultivators who had retreated with the ghost king Cui Guan.
Zhong Jiu's voice came from the front and said: "Yes, very pure white tiger blood."
After a pause in his voice, the ghost cultivator Zhong Jiu finally said with a trace of irrepressible joy in his tone: "I will leave this white tiger to Zhong later, and His Highness the Ghost King will handle the rest on his own."
"Okay, with your help Zhong Jiu, this matter will naturally not be difficult. Don't worry, the white tiger will be at your disposal after the matter is completed. I think you can use this to break through the realm of the Ghost King in one fell swoop."
"Humph, you are so brazen!"
Yang Junhao heard the two ghost cultivators talking to each other, and he regarded them as fish on the chopping board. He felt angry and immediately interrupted the conversation between the two and said: "Wuna ghost cultivator, you intercepted and killed us twice before, but we were repulsed.
, and even lost a lot of manpower, now do you think that just calling a Tai Gang ghost cultivator can defeat me?"
"Huh, ignorant!"
Ghost King Cui Guan snorted coldly, as if he couldn't save his face, so he added to the ghost cultivator Zhongjiu: "Be careful, the boy who spoke before had a Taoist talisman in his hand, and now I don't know if he has it or not."
There’s also a second one.”
Zhong Jiu laughed "haha" and said: "Even if there is a second one, this person will be dealt with by the Ghost King. Zhong will just take care of the white tiger!"
After that, Zhong Jiu's figure suddenly flashed continuously, leaving more than a dozen afterimages in the air, attacking Yang Junxiu from different directions, making it impossible to tell which one was real and which one was fake.
Yang Junxiu snorted coldly, then suddenly opened his mouth and let out a roar that shook the sky. A layer of ripples visible to the naked eye appeared in the void, and the afterimages approaching around him were scattered one by one.
Zhong Jiu's voice suddenly came out from the mouths of more than a dozen afterimages at the same time: "What a pure white tiger evil spirit, but just trying to break Zhong's magical power is not enough. You have evil spirit.
Zhong also has it!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black evil spirit with a boundless cold breath suddenly emanated from each afterimage. The originally shaky afterimages suddenly regained their stability under the impact of the White Tiger Evil.
"Got you!"
Yang Junxiu suddenly shouted loudly, and slashed with the Zanpakutō in his hand with a scream that cut through the void.
There was a crisp sound of "ding", and a figure retreated far away from the mid-air.
A look of surprise flashed across Yang Junxiu's face: "Who are you? No one of the same level of ghost cultivators can withstand my aunt's sword!" 8