The ghost mountain spring slowly approached the old man shrouded in white light in front of him, the old man's white hair was like silver threads, fluttering up by the wind, his self-consciousness was being devoured by a terrifying spiritual beast, and his eyes were covered with a layer of black mist, like a Senluo evil ghost crawling out of hell.

He threw the Golden Scale Gu at a very fast speed, wanting to rely on the Gu poison to subdue Han Yi who was rebellious again, but this time, when the golden snake swam towards Han Yi, the spiritual power wall suddenly bloomed with dazzling white light, and the ghost mountain spring seemed to see the sunrise, covered his eyes and screamed in pain, the darkness in his vision lasted for more than ten seconds, and when he looked in that direction again, the Golden Scale Gu had turned into a wisp of flying smoke, and the figure of the old man suddenly disappeared.

"This ...... Where did you go?" "Ghost Mountain Spring began to be afraid, is this the spiritual power wall that can only be created by a tenth-level spiritual magician? The power is really not to be underestimated, the Heavenly Reverse Triple has accumulated the spiritual power of several generations of curators, and Chu Mu and him together may be difficult to defeat, right?

He regretted it very much, regretted that he hadn't killed Han Yi with his own hands just now, and this time he was forced to use the triple reversal of heaven, if the mission failed, that man would kill him.

"Uh......" A low hissing sound came from behind, and the ghost mountain spring suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that Han Yi had stood behind him at some point, he subconsciously pulled out the short sword hidden in his arms, and used a sixth-order martial art, the blade slashed out with a harsh wind, and in the air, only a few white silver threads fell down.

Ghost Mountain Spring raised his head and was stunned, Han Yi stared at him with a pair of cold black pupils, his face was expressionless, and the blade was clamped between his index and middle fingers, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push a single cent.

"You ......" he looked panicked, not knowing how to respond.

The next moment, Han Yi twisted his fingers, the blade was broken into two, he withdrew his palm again, snatched the half-broken short knife from Ghost Mountain Spring's hand, and attacked Ghost Mountain Spring's face with lightning speed with his other hand.

Under the suppression of the powerful coercion of the third order of the Heavenly Master, Ghost Mountain Spring had no power to fight back, and Han Yi, who had almost reached the peak of his spiritual power, had an astonishing speed of spiritual reaction, which made every time he made a move like thunder and lightning.

Two fingers accurately inserted into the eyes of the Ghost Spring, and the blood splashed out, connecting in a line in the air, but Han Yi still didn't stop it, and continued to press down, the Ghost Mountain Spring was clasped by his head with one hand, and smashed to the ground, the huge force made the ground crack, and the sound of the skull breaking was particularly pleasant.

"Ahhhhh!!h

Han Yi, who had lost his self-consciousness, was about to give the final blow to Ghost Mountain Spring, but suddenly, a green flame ignited from behind him, it was Chu Mu's spiritual fire, which was transformed from a deep resentment, and anyone who was consumed by this fire would become its puppet.

Han Yi's face was distorted, and the moment he turned around, he left a string of phantoms, only to see him wave his sleeves, and the spiritual power wall was pushed out, and two extreme forces collided with each other, this was the battle between the peak of spiritual power and spiritual fire, spirit and resentment.

The Pangu Open Heaven Array trembled slightly under this power, Chu Mu roared, and more spiritual fires turned into one burning skull after another, enveloping Han Yi in a circle.

The ghost mountain spring ran directionlessly, and his short body was almost knocked down by the aftermath of the spiritual power released by Han Yi, "Li Wangjing, my apprentice, hurry up and save the old man!" He was scared, he was really scared, Han Yi who was rebellious and triple was simply a god of killing, if he continued to stay here, the result waiting for him would only be death.

Li Wangjing, who was far away at the outer gate of the Liuyi Pavilion, was standing on the high watchtower, although his vision was already full of Shushan people, but his expression was soothing, not nervous, and even showed a sneer, I don't know if he had expected that the Shushan people would come to die.

"Brother Jing, now that the situation has changed greatly, we have to inform the patriarch and the curator quickly. Liu Xuanmo hurriedly walked over, looking at the vast sea of people below, he frowned.

Li Wangjing looked arrogant, didn't say a word, just nodded slightly.

Liu Xuanmo was a little surprised, and seeing that Li Wangjing was not panicked at all, he asked: "Now that the enemy has reached the doorstep, what are we waiting for? If we continue to wait like this, the Liuyi Pavilion will suffer!"

He really didn't understand why Li Wangjing was not in a hurry at all, the disciples below were already tense, and the only way now was to wait for the patriarch and the curator to arrive, in the face of this sudden attack, everyone was scared, they obviously didn't expect the day of disaster to come so quickly.

Li Wangjing glanced down at the note in his hand, and clenched it hard, it was the information that Ghost Mountain Spring transmitted to him through spiritual magic, not long ago, the elders had all been killed, and only Han Yi was left, although Han Yi was the curator and had the cultivation of the third order of the Heavenly Master, but he was not worried, Ghost Mountain Spring had the golden scale Gu that the man lent him, and he was absolutely sure to win.

That's right, now that it's not interesting to continue acting, the threats that should be eliminated have been eliminated, and now only this group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals remains, what else is there to be afraid of?

Li Wang Jing was just about to speak, at this moment, his palm stinged, his face changed instantly, he quickly raised his palm, the spirit seal in the palm of his hand was heating, this is the urgent message left by the master to him, at this time the spirit seal has taken effect, there is no doubt that the ghost mountain spring is now in dire straits.

This time, I had to rescue Shizun, after all, the secret there was only known to Guishan Spring.

"Shizun is in danger, you stay here, if there is any change in the Shushan faction, notify me immediately!" Li Wangjing said.

Liu Xuanmo guessed that even a big man like Ghost Mountain Spring was in danger, and it seemed that they had indeed encountered a tricky evil, and this attack was really not that simple.

"No, I'll go with you!"

"No, in times of crisis, the Liuyi Pavilion cannot be left without an owner, and now there is no one to lead this group of disciples except you. Li Wangjing said sternly, and then hurriedly went downstairs.

Across a wall, Liu Xuanmo looked back at the group of Shushan people, his whole body was trembling slightly, although he was used to being domineering in the sect with Li Wangjing on weekdays, but if he really encountered this big scene, he was still afraid to die, to put it bluntly, he was just a gangster, the second son of a concubine of the Liu family, where is a figure who can become a leader?

Liu Xuanmo tried his best to put on an indifferent appearance, holding on to the railing in the corridor with both hands, his eyes wandering.