According to Feng Gu's guidance, the three of them walked all the way, and soon walked a hundred miles away, and finally stopped under a dark mountain peak. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"As far as I know, Kunmo has been on the top of this Muyun Mountain for a while now. Feng Gu said.

Nie Chen nodded: "Go up the mountain!"

While speaking, Nie Chen took the lead and went straight to the top of the mountain. Feng Gu accompanied her side, also heading towards the top of the mountain. Only Huang Shuheng followed last, his eyes flickering, and he seemed a little uneasy.

His cultivation was already insufficient, coupled with intentional or unintentional delays, and he was further and further separated by the two. By the time the two of them reached the top of the mountain, he was only halfway up the mountain.

Nie Chen didn't care if Huang Shuheng followed, and came to the top of the mountain to find Kunmo's whereabouts as soon as possible. In this search, I really found something, and in a hidden stone cave, I found an old man sitting cross-legged. This person was dressed in black, his face was hideous and terrifying, and there were countless resentful spirits surrounding his body, exuding a gloomy and cold aura.

The moment he felt this aura, Nie Chen had already determined that this was the Kunmo he was looking for. Only he, after casting that kind of evil magic, would there be so many resentful spirits entangled, and he could release such a cold aura.

It's just that in Nie Chen's heart, there is a slight doubt: "Could it be that my previous guesses were all wrong?"

At the same time that Nie Chen found Kunmo, he also discovered Nie Chen's appearance. With a flash of vision, he instantly rushed out of the stone cave.

"If you want to leave, it's not so easy!" Nie Chen snorted lightly, and Feng Ming handed it out instantly, slashing towards Kunmo.

Kun Mo didn't say a word, waved his palm to meet the attack, and with a roar, Nie Chen was forced to take a few steps back. Kun Mo didn't chase and kill, he still turned around and wanted to escape, but was stopped by Feng Gu in one step.

Kun Mo snorted coldly: "Aunt Feng, no longer ferrying the Styx, what are you doing here with me!"

"Miss wants to eliminate harm for the people, you can't leave!" Feng Gu said coldly.

Kun Mo frowned: "Miss, where did you come from?"

"I can't tell you clearly, you can't leave today anyway!"

Kun Mo's eyes were cold: "Can you stop me!"

"You can try!" Feng Gu didn't want to let go.

Kun Mo let out a cold snort and stopped talking to Feng Gu. With a wave of one hand, countless resentful souls condensed, turned into a spear, and stabbed Feng Gu's throat. Feng Gu didn't dare to be careless, and stretched out her sleeves, like two giant hammers, smashing towards the spear.

With a roar, the spear disintegrated, and the resentful spirit returned to Kunmo's body. Feng Gu took advantage of the victory to pursue, and in the blink of an eye, she reached Kun Mo's body, her sleeves waved wildly, and bombarded Kun Mo again and again. Kunmo was obviously invincible, and was forced to retreat step by step, with a roar of victory coming out of his mouth, but there was no way to deal with it.

Nie Chen stood to the side, seeing this gaze, his left hand moved forward a little, and the Demon Finger was instantly cast. A black light flashed, and it went straight to Kunmo's back and blasted down.

Kun Mo was already reluctant to deal with Feng Gu, who would have expected such a move, and he didn't even have the idea of dodging, so he was hit on the back firmly.

With a roar, Kun Mo's body was directly blasted away, and a fist-sized hole was clearly visible on his back. Inside the hole, countless black mist floated out, mixed with the roar of resentful spirits. As the mist drifted away, Kun Mo Xiuwei fell quickly, losing more than thirty percent in the blink of an eye.

"Despicable!" A few feet away, Kun Mo stabilized his body and let out an angry roar towards Nie Chen.

Nie Chen pouted: "Despicable, any means to deal with a scourge like you can be regarded as above board!"

"You ......" Kun Mo was angry and just happened to scold, but Feng Gu attacked his side again.

Kunmo was already invincible, and at this time, under the serious injury, he seemed to be more and more difficult. After a few rounds of fighting, he was slapped in the chest by Feng Gu and flew far away again. In mid-air, a mouthful of pitch-black mist erupted, and Xiu Wei fell a few points again.

Kunmo let out a roar, with a hint of aggrieved anger and a hint of fear.

Stumbling to the ground, Kun Mo was no longer fighting with Feng Gu, and turned around to flee.

"If you want to leave, it's not so easy!" Nie Chen snorted lightly, dodging in front of Kun Mo, Feng Ming turned into a sword light in the sky, blocking all the way.

Kun Mo Xiuwei fell repeatedly, which was already less than half of the previous one, and in the face of Nie Chen's full sword, he couldn't help but feel invincible. He had the heart to retreat, but he saw that Feng Gu had chased after him, and he had already blocked his retreat.

Kunmo gritted his teeth, slapped one hand on his chest, and his body disintegrated, turning into countless resentful spirits, fleeing frantically in all directions. This is his unique method of escaping, as long as a resentful soul escapes, he can be reborn in Nirvana and re-cultivate back to the peak of cultivation. However, this time will be very long, and if he hadn't been cornered today, he would never have used it.

Nie Chen only had two people, and even if he shot with all his might, he couldn't stop so many resentful spirits. When she was anxious, Feng Gu suddenly shouted: "Miss, Jin Lian!"

Nie Chen's heart moved, and he instantly understood what Feng Gu meant. As soon as his mind moved, the golden lotus seed instantly reached his fingertips, and under the full force of Nie Chen, it emitted a golden light in the sky. The golden light turned into thousands of golden threads, entwining and binding towards the resentful spirit.

For a moment, the roar continued, and the resentful spirit struggled violently, intending to break free from the shackles of the golden thread. It's a pity that under the strong power of the golden lotus seeds, they have no room to resist at all, and the resentful spirits are dragged back into the golden light one by one and quickly disappear.

After a dozen breaths, the top of the mountain was completely clean. The resentful spirits were all included in the golden lotus seeds, and not even a single resentful soul could escape.

Nie Chen breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew the golden lotus seed, and scratched his head suspiciously. According to past experience, once the golden lotus seed absorbs a foreign object, it will give it to itself at the same time. But these two times in a row, the number of evil ghosts and resentful souls absorbed is thousands, why didn't this golden lotus seed react?

In the midst of confusion, a figure flashed in the distance, and Huang Shuheng rushed over panting. Looking around, he saw that there were only Nie Chen and two people on the top of the mountain, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Girl, where's that Kunmo?"

"Dead. Nie Chen replied.

Huang Shuheng was stunned: "Dead? so fast!"

"Isn't it okay to be fast?" Nie Chen glanced at him.

Huang Shuheng smiled: "Of course it's good to be fast, I'm just a little surprised." Kunmo has been ambushed, does the girl have any plans next?"

"Next, it's time for me to go home. Nie Chen glanced at the gray sky.

"Go home, where is the girl's home, didn't you just enter the Yin Soul of the Yin Division?" Huang Shuheng looked puzzled.

Nie Chen shook his head: "One or two sentences are not clear, let's get out of here first." ”

When Nie Chen went home, he naturally returned to the Yang World, and this matter was very important, and Nie Chen didn't want to mention it in front of the two Yin Spirits.

Feng Gu naturally had no opinion, Huang Shuheng also nodded immediately, and the three of them walked side by side, about to leave Muyun Mountain. Na Zhi had just taken a few steps, and the figures around him flickered, and tens of thousands of Yin soldiers surrounded him from all directions. The person at the head was none other than Chu Tianxiong, who had fled before, and behind him, there were three old men in black.