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, what are you in a hurry? We haven't seen each other for at least eight hundred years. It's been a long night. Why don't you 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. It was described as ferocious and ferocious. His eyes were glaring like lanterns. 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.
Unexpectedly, I fell into a trap set by a few old ghosts, and 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, then suddenly rushed up into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.
If you walk too much at night and bump into a big guy, but you can't beat him, then he should just sneak away from the main office.
"Haha, where can you go with nine lives?"
Bai Wuchang waved his hand and moved the nearby Zhang Wenfeng out, including Yun Qiuhe, Cen Sanlin, Donkey, and even the gold-swallowing demon gorilla who was exhausted from fighting the phantom in the air, as well as the nearby "ghost beating the wall" who kept circling in circles. 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 floated 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 can kill each other, not to mention there are two lively people and a 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 to cover 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 explained in detail later.
The gold-swallowing demon orangutan began to bleed again from its broken arm. 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, and they were 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 deal with you anytime, but not now, you stay quietly, don't you dare to run away" 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 with its robe in the air suddenly changed.
Zhang Wenfeng didn't care about threatening the monster, put away the flying sword and shouted: "Come here, Yun Qiuhe sets up the 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.
Some trees were swaying violently and falling, strong winds were blowing, and dust was being blown up.
Yun Qiuhe quickly took out the formation flag and arranged the water formation for 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 noise from the distance, it seemed to be a fight between masters. It 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 and wondered what was going on. It was vigilant and did not dare to run around.
Zhang Wenfeng took out two packages of ancient copper coins he had collected from the donkey's basket and threw them into the air under the watchful eyes of several pairs of eyes.
Copper coins dropped 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 who were guarding the Wushi Ridge. They noticed the huge movement in the central and western parts of the wilderness and rushed over.
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"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, several ghosts of Black and White Wuchang from the Netherworld suddenly appeared in the human world and are besieging a ghost named 'Nine Lives' from Guiziling."
All he had to do was put aside his own relationship. Of course he could talk about other things, and Bai Wuchang didn't ask him to hide them.
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 array 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, Mo Qingyu also fell down.
They basically believed that because of the scene where the action was taken, the sinister wind and ghostly aura 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 attacked 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 she explained through the sound transmission: "That is a fox demon who turned 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. He sent a message to ask: "Zhang Daoyou, did you, Bai Wuchang and the others face each other? What did you say?"
Zhang Wenfeng told the story of how they were attacked by monsters. To put it simply, the focus was on how they were trapped by unknown ghosts. He used the secret method of chanting sutras to break the invisible imprisonment, arousing the interest of Jiu Ming and showing 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, so you can rest assured that his identity as Ming Cha 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 finishing 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 magic weapons inherited from Taoist temples.
One blow and he was not killed on the spot."
Mo Qingyu took over the broken magic weapon. As soon as she took it, she knew that it was a wooden magic weapon. It was cracked by 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 escaped 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 removed by Bai Wuchang.
The movement in the distance was sometimes louder and smaller, and the battle was very fierce.
Occasionally, there are continuous explosions, the ground shakes, and dust fills the air.
Gao Yi and the other three were silent for a while, they were all silently digesting the news they heard and pondering its profound 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.