A dozen huge black shadows emerged from the Blood Soul Flag, rising from the black mist, waving their giant palms, carrying endless Yin Qi and ghost energy, and swatted at the fireballs in the center.
The next moment, thousands of swords roared together, and the sword light was like rain, splashing towards the black figures.
Wherever it passed, a sizzling sound was heard, just like a soldering iron thrust into ice water. Its own light dimmed, but it also heated the ice water to boiling point.
The giant palm became riddled with holes, and hitting the fireball failed to move it at all.
Chi chi chi...
Countless jet-black sword lights soared into the sky and struck the fireball.
In the end, those fireballs were chopped into the air and spread out in the black mist, like fireworks blooming in the dark night.
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"The treasure trove of the Mankikan?"
Clone No. 1 returned to the original person and conveyed the news.
Jun Buqi couldn't help but rub his chin. He estimated that this battle might last for a long time. There was a sword array outside covering this place, and the Demonic Cultivators of the Wangui Pavilion could not get out. Moreover, the strength of the seven Yuezhou sects dispatched this time was...
For a Wangui Pavilion, it is definitely more than enough.
Now that the two sides have just had a head-to-head confrontation, they are probably going to be confused.
No one at the Wangui Pavilion would have thought that someone would dare to raid their lair at this time!
He did what he thought of, so Jun Buqi sent out another clone No. 2, which was also a clone with knowledge of formations, making it easier to get in and out of places covered by certain formations.
The job of clone No. 1 is still to use the small gourd of Enlightenment to devour the yin and ghost energy, collect information at the same time, and wait for the opportunity.
The second clone is holding a storage bag and is ready to try his luck.
The depths of the underground palace were still as before, filled with ghost shadows everywhere, and the ghosts' howls never stopped, sometimes like crying and complaining, sometimes like the roar of trapped animals.
You can encounter groups of demon cultivators everywhere. These are low-level cultivators with low cultivation and cannot participate in battles. They represent the future, not the present.
Clone No. 2 ignored them and walked quietly in the black mist.
At this time, no one came to ask him who he was. After all, if the other party was an enemy lurking in, he would have probably killed them long ago!
In this way, clone No. 2 came to the depths of the underground palace without any danger.
"Where is the treasure house?" Clone No. 2 asked the little clone hiding aside.
The little clone pointed to the direction in front that was shrouded in Yin Qi, with only two green will-o'-wisps swaying, "There is a gate there, and behind the gate is the treasure house. I just saw a group of monks walking in, and I could vaguely see inside.
There are countless spiritual crystals stored, I guess they want to transfer this wealth and prepare to break out."
After hearing this, clone No. 2 wanted to scold his mother, but when he thought about it, everyone was a clone. If he scolded him, wouldn't he be scolding himself? "What's the use of your news? Can you beat me?"
"..."
Then, clone number two quietly retreated.
Although there is a battle going on above, and the stronger monks have all gone up. But in this underground palace, among the low-level monks, there must be many Nascent Soul Realm demon cultivators. With just these few clones of them, how could they be someone else?
The opponent? Robbery, there is definitely no chance!
When the clone No. 2 returned to the main body and explained the matter, Jun Buqi couldn't help but narrowed his eyes slightly, then touched his chin, his little heart beating fast.
He knew that his heart was pounding.
"Let's go! I know when is the best time."
With a smile on his face, Jun Buqi left the safe house and escaped underground.
Passing through that formation, changing one's own aura, recalling clone No. 1, then blending into the darkness, and quietly sneaking towards the treasure house deep in the underground palace.
In fact, it doesn't matter if he is nervous, because he can summon the corpse sister at any time. It is precisely because of this reliance that he dares to pull out the tiger's teeth.
Originally, he had already planned that if the secret was accidentally exposed, he would directly summon the corpse sister and wreak havoc in here.
After all, Corpse Sister originally wanted him to come over here and summon her out from any place, so that the demon cultivators in the Wangui Pavilion could be caught off guard.
Now that I think about it, I'm really glad I didn't do that.
Otherwise, with the strength of Wangui Pavilion, it would be impossible for Zhijie and the others to succeed in a sneak attack.
Although he is not very clear about the overall strength of the Seven Sects Monk Alliance, judging from Yu Feixue's judgment, there are at least seven Ascension Realm experts.
In fact, this number was twice as much as Yu Feixue originally guessed.
But Jun Buqi didn't know it. He thought that even the seven Ascension Realm experts couldn't easily take down the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pavilion. This showed that the Ten Thousand Ghosts Pavilion was much stronger than the one at Confused Souls.
The ghosts are obsessed with the country, and together with the corpse sister, there are four ghost kings.
If you are tough from the front, you will probably be taught how to be a good person by Wanguikan.
Moreover, even if Sister Zhi can challenge her, I believe that if the Wangui Pavilion feels that they cannot defeat her, she will definitely choose to run away.
Therefore, he was very glad that he did not act recklessly with Sister Shi.
Jun Buqi walked forward silently in the darkness until he reached the treasure house. He unexpectedly didn't meet anyone who came forward to question him, allowing him to get in front of the treasure house without any danger.
Then, he directly turned on the cheating mode and summoned the most powerful zombie sister.
The next moment, a plain white jade hand was placed on his shoulder, a familiar fragrance floated on Jun Buqi's nose, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears.
"Little Taoist, you did a great job!"
An exquisite pagoda appeared in the hands of the corpse sister, and then the pagoda was thrown away by her.
The pagoda fell to the ground and instantly grew larger. Ghosts flew out from it, and ghost energy gathered in this direction.
At the head are three ghost kings who are as graceful as ordinary people. Two are wearing treasure armor and dressed as generals, and one is wearing a monk's uniform and a free scarf, like a Confucian scholar.
Behind them, there was a figure. Jun Buqi still remembered that it was the sword-wielding warrior Zheng Li whom he met when he went to Hulu Valley.
He should be Sister Zhi's former lieutenant.
The three ghost kings and the ghost generals and ghost soldiers couldn't help but look at Jun Buqi.
Although being stared at by these ghost kings made him feel a bit chilly, Jun Buqi's expression was quite calm, because the jade hand pressing his shoulder made him feel at ease.
"Sister, these are all your subordinates!"
Jun Buqi asked knowingly, but by asking, he was tantamount to telling those ghost kings, ghost generals and ghost soldiers that I am the one being protected by your queen, so be smarter with your moves!
Sister Corpse did not introduce these ghost kings to him, but just waved her broad sleeves and said, "Except for the righteous monks of the seven sects of Yuezhou, the rest of the demonic cultivators will be killed without mercy! Go!"
"yes!"
This shout, like the roar of thousands of troops, immediately resounded throughout the underground palace, even causing the underground palace to tremble a few times.
For a time, many people were stunned.
Then, screams spread throughout the underground palace.
Jun Buqi swaggered towards the treasure house, looking like a fox pretending to be powerful.