"Whew!"

Loud and painful cries resounded in the night sky......

Master Zimu never expected that he would retreat for many days, be promoted to the Dixuan realm, and come to kill Meng Fan with confidence, and the result was ...... He felt so aggrieved!

"Bang! bang!"

The rope was attached to the violent true qi, and every time Meng Fan threw it down, there would be an extra scar on the body of the Zimu ** master!

"Meng Fan, the old man doesn't know what adventures you have gotten, and he can shake the earth with the power of condensing spiritual cultivation, but the old man can kill you before, but he gives you a way to live every time, hey! Don't you keep fighting a place! It's not that the old man can't kill you, but you are a talent, and you are reluctant to kill you Wow, the old man is loving and cherishing talents!"

Zimu ** Shi tried to crawl into the distance, with tears in the corners of his eyes, knowing with affection, moving with reason, not hesitating to be cheeky and distorting the facts, hoping that Meng Fan would not be a killer, but he had given Meng Fan a chance to survive at that time, and pursued Meng Fan three times, the first time he was saved by Ye Xiaoxiang, the second time he was saved by the Jidao people, and the third time he was fooled by Mo Li The bald monk, and then he was saved......

Otherwise, Meng Fan's current grave grass is already three zhang high!

"Smack!"

Meng Fan threw off the Zimu ** master a rope again, and then threw the rope aside, his feelings for the Zi Mu ** master are very complicated, if it weren't for this old guy yelling to kill him every day, he wouldn't have such a huge cultivation momentum, every time because of the other party's pursuit, more or less some gains, now watching the Zi Mu ** master keep crawling on the ground, the skin is open, Meng Fan is angry and funny.

"Do you have any cigarettes?"

Meng Fan asked coldly, and Master Zimu was also stunned, shook his head, and said cautiously: "Or...... I'm going to buy it now?"

"Forget it. Meng Fan waved his hand and walked to the side of Zimu ** Master, "What are you Jiuju Sect doing?"

Master Zimu took a deep breath, sat up and said: "Those who come to learn from the Taoist sect here, recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestors, after all, our Oriental Taoism is also inherited in this land, and it is also the ancestor of the Three Qing Dynasty and the Emperor Zhenwu." ”

"Hehe!" Meng Fan looked at the serious face of Master Zimu, and stepped on his face with a flying kick, "If it weren't for us having dealt with each other so many times, I would have almost believed it, study, recognize your ancestors and return to your ancestors, I think you came here to steal things, say, how many things have you stolen?"

Master Zimu rubbed his face, spit out two bloody teeth, and said vaguely: "I really didn't steal anything, I can swear by this." ”

"Okay!" Meng Fan nodded and took out a charm, "You swear an oath, if you want to be poisonous, I will believe you if you send it." ”

"Uh......" Master Zimu looked at the spell, hesitated for a moment, and said in a slurred, "...... I stole a few Taoist exercises, not much. ”

"Bang!" Meng Fan kicked Zimu ** Shi again.

"Fifty copies. Zimu ** Shi bared his teeth, "I'll send it back when I go back, okay?"

Meng Fan naturally didn't believe that he really stole fifty copies, and immediately stretched out his palm, pressed it on the head of Zimu ** Master, and poured the evil qi in his heart into his meridians: "Go, take me to your lair to see." ”

He felt that the evil qi penetrated into his meridians at an astonishing speed, and the true qi in his whole body could not be used at all, and even the blood contained the evil qi, which was constantly devouring his vitality, and asked in a lost voice: "How can you use the demonic qi?"

Meng Fan pursed his lips: "As long as you hand over the things, maybe there will be salvation." ”

Zimu ** Shi didn't say a word, and hurriedly walked in the direction of Huyang City: "Hurry up, it's too late to be late, and I'm going to ship it away in the next two days!"

"How many of you are there?" Meng Fan asked with a frown.

"In addition to the dozens of people you killed. Zimu ** Master said.

"Is there any earth cultivation for the sake of Xuan Xiu?"

"No, I'm alone, if there are more strong people, we can steal more. ”

Meng Fan wordlessly picked up Master Zimu and flew towards Huyang City with him......

In addition to recovering the losses of the world's Daomen, Meng Fan also wanted to take advantage of this to send a big gift to the Tiger Phoenix Palace......

At the same time, the ghosts who were helping on Huyang Mountain encountered a strange thing again.

After being rescued by the red-robed woman, they hid their tracks and walked carefully through the night, but they saw a scene that was also extremely strange for their ghosts.

A blood-red sedan chair, no one carried it, but it flew from the darkness in front of it by itself, fluttering lightly, surrounding them in the middle, and the ghost aura emitted on it was much richer than that on them!

"Daifuku, what's the matter?

One of the ghosts saw this strange scene and couldn't help but ask the one named Li Dafu.

"I don't know, be careful, everyone. ”

Li Dafu was also a little confused, for the sake of safety, he let the group of ghosts gather together and held the blade tightly.

At this time, the palanquins slowly fell to the ground, and a slender leg stretched out from one of the palanquins, and then a female ghost lifted the curtain and walked out of it.

The female ghost is not very old, she looks like she is only fifteen or sixteen years old, her beautiful eyes are as clear as water, her long soft hair hangs down on her chest, and the size of her chest is even more uncontrollable, she is very charming and cute, she exudes a strong fluctuation of ghost energy, her cultivation should surpass the ghost, in the early stage of the ghost spirit, the combat power can be compared to the cultivator of the seventh level or so of the spirit condensation.

If Meng Fan was here, he would be able to recognize this female ghost as Xiaoyu at a glance!

Xiaoyu blinked her beautiful eyes, glanced at the group of ghosts, gave a salute, and said softly: "Seniors, I am the ghost envoy of the Ghost Sect, you can call me Xiaoyu, I heard about your heroic deeds on Huyang Mountain, and I hereby invite you seniors to join the Ghost Sect." ”

"Ghost Sect?"

The group of ghosts looked at each other, and then their faces showed yearning, the ghost sect is an extremely mysterious sect, there is no living person in it, all of them are ghosts, it can provide shelter and cultivation resources for many ghosts, joining the ghost sect is equivalent to a bright ghost path, and it is a place that many ghosts yearn for.

"That's right, Ghost Sect!"

At this time, a cold voice sounded, a woman walked down from another ghost sedan chair, she was wearing a black dress, long hair fluttering, graceful figure, but unfortunately with a black veil on her face, she couldn't see her face clearly, only revealing a pair of deep autumn eyes, a layer of rich cold air enveloped around her, making the grass on the ground stained with a layer of white frost, and the temperature around her instantly dropped a lot.

"I'm the Ghost Sect Master, Ghost Leng. The woman said, glancing at the group of ghosts.