Lesions, there must be ghost cultivators in it, empty stoves are impossible, especially since this direction is already close to the defense line of the fortress, and the number of ghost cultivators has increased on a large scale in these years.

However, when the Nightingale mercenary group cautiously penetrated into the smoky realm, they found that someone had already taken the lead.

The steaming smoke column has a diameter of dozens of meters wide, the poignant whirlwind is mixed with a screaming ghost sound, and three shadowy figures float in the smoke column, their robes and hair in buns.

In front of each figure, there is a desk composed of light and shadow, on which there are flags, tokens, rune paper, flames, etc., everything.

The Taoist at the top of the triangle couldn't see his face clearly, only holding a wooden sword with a faint green light, and there were words in his mouth, obviously the incantation was extremely long.

The other two Taoists were holding a gossip mirror, and the gossip mirror emitted a ray of light that shone on a pitch-black hole below the pillar of smoke.

The treasure light covered the entrance of the cave, just like the ghost door leading to the underworld, but the little ghost inside the ghost door was like a hornet covered below, and the terrible ghost whispers were everywhere affecting and stinging people's spirits.

Even so, that layer of treasure light was also crumbling in the boiling impact, and the gossip mirror that shot out the treasure light was even more like it was about to shatter, and it couldn't stop trembling and moaning.

The Taoist holding the gossip mirror had a pale face, but the arm holding the gossip mirror high was like an iron cast, and he didn't move at all.

The last Taoist kept throwing all kinds of rune paper into the cave entrance, and each rune paper came out of his hand, or thunder, or lightning, or strong light, or flames - it hit the cave entrance in turn, and burst into brilliant fireworks, which were extremely poignant to look at.

Seeing this, the Nightingale mercenary group stopped, and before they could figure out the situation, they took a step forward and shouted at the Taoist in a full manner: "Damn, you want to cut off Lao Tzu......'s beard? Hey, what are you doing in a daze, come on!"

The mercenaries were about to step forward in a daze, but Qin Siyi raised his hand but stopped them and said, "Let them fight!"

Sheli's eyes widened when he heard this, and he was about to speak, when he heard Qin Si say, "The final purification still has to come to us!"

That's right!

All the mercenary groups suddenly stopped moving.

Let them fight, anyway, we still need to finish it in the end, and the task can be completed, what's the hurry!?

Why don't you use free fighters, and you can avoid the risk of facing ghost cultivators head-on.

Who knew that Sheli didn't think so, and at this time he was also anxious, and shouted: "Loot, look at this posture, the loot must be rich, don't you want it!?"

As soon as the words fell, a sudden change occurred in the smoke column.

only heard a click, and a few cracks finally appeared in the gossip mirror, and the exhaustion suddenly groaned and collapsed!

Needless to say, the entrance of the cave lost its pressurization, and countless black shadows with horns poured out of it.

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In an instant, the whole world was shrouded in this sharp and piercing ghost, and countless substantial imps spread out like a hornet flying out.

"In the name of the Lord, Divine Protection!!"

The priest had one arm, and the milky white holy light included everyone in the team, but the three Daoists in the smoke pillar were not so lucky!

The one with the broken gossip mirror, spitting black blood again and again, and the swarm-like little ghost broke through the divine light support of the desk, just one volume, leaving a miserable white skeleton in the same place, carrying this ghost shadow who was constantly struggling and wailing into the air, and then countless black shadows were like fighting for a piece of carrion, and the soul of that person didn't hold on for even a moment, and was eaten cleanly.

The Taoist who threw the talisman paper outward, seeing the tragic fate of his companions, was frightened.

On the line of life and death, a golden talisman was taken out of his arms.

As soon as this talisman appeared, it rendered a dense electric pattern.

The electric pattern is silent, and wherever it is rendered, the imps there are ignited by the purple thunder fire.

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The ghost sound was so sharp that it could not be heard by a person's ears, and it suddenly turned into countless invisible awls, attacking everyone's soul.

The figure in the house shook, wow, spit out a mouthful of blood, a pair of eyes glared at Qin Si angrily, and when he saw that there was no intention of making a move, he gritted his teeth, pointed at Sang and scolded Huai and shouted: "I am an immortal banban, are you stupid, are you blind......?"

Such a pastor can be regarded as refreshing the upper limit of everyone's cognition.

In the middle of the scolding, the golden talisman seal was activated, and a thunderbolt exploded, and even the pillar of smoke was dispersed for a moment.

The dazzling golden light filled all in an instant, and the powerful impact shattered the priest's protection magic in an instant, making him scold halfway, and another mouthful of blood shot out like an arrow, his whole body trembled, his arrogance disappeared, and he collapsed to the ground in a languishing state.

The vast majority of mercenaries are also staggering.

Only Qin Si, a flying sword swirled around, and the Dao robe that flew backwards made him look extremely straight, his sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his divine light contained his eyes, staring at the place where the golden light was most intense.

Here, a gold-armored god man several feet high descended.

"General Jin Lei listens to my orders and quickly quells the demons here!"

The golden armor god nodded slightly, the facial features of the energetic face could not be seen, and the bright eyes shot out lasers like lasers, and the laser diffused into a huge fan, completely evaporating a large area of ghosts in an instant!

The Taoist who sacrificed the talisman seal was overjoyed when he saw it, and his hasty color was swept away, and his eyes turned to look at another Taoist who was still silently chanting the mantra, and shouted triumphantly: "Yunxiao Daoist, with my Golden Thunder General here, I don't need to make any more effort!"

The Taoist who closed his eyes and recited the mantra did not pay attention.

"It's just a pity that Wu Daoyou, who is not good at learning and art, was brutally murdered, and said that his "Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror" is a good thing......"

In the middle of the words, the golden-armored god man had already turned three hundred and sixty degrees, and the continuous laser laser swept away all the imps, at this time, his eyes flickered, and all the laser glare rolled back.

At this moment, a miserable white scimitar slowly appeared above his head, and a huge white bone hand was in the grip of the scimitar!

"Not good!"

Qin Si's frightened hind legs!

But the golden-armored god-man didn't realize it.

Fu Seal Daoist has been stunned for a moment, and then with an encouragement, the index fingers of both hands are combined, one finger is the golden armor god, and his mouth is eager to read words!

The Golden Armor Divine Man was still unconscious.

At this point, everyone saw that something was wrong.

The golden armor god man became sluggish, what force affected him, and the scimitar was cut slowly, right in front of everyone's eyes!

"Wow, the demon is so powerful, Yunxiao Daoist, the poor Dao has taken the first step!"

Fu Seal Daoist shouted, and with great swiftness, he slapped a Shenxing talisman on his body, and as soon as he turned his body, he shot out like an arrow from the string.

That scimitar cuts slowly!

The head of the golden-armored god falls.

A large amount of phosphor mist, from the neck of the fracture.

"Thorn!" With a bang, the severed limb of the god-man turned into a torn talisman seal, and then burst open!

The fleeing Fu Seal Dao people were struck by lightning, and their flying bodies froze and froze in the air.

"Save ......"

The scimitar disappeared, the scimitar appeared, and in a flash, a shallow line of blood appeared from the forehead to the eyebrows of the Fu Seal Dao person, and then, with a bang, the body was split in half, and the stumps, blood, internal organs and other filth had just been scattered out, and they dried up in an instant, and then withered into a large piece of smoke and dust, and they were scattered by the wind, and they disappeared!

The scimitar disappeared again, and the nightingale mercenary group below retreated in fright, only Qin Si slowly floated up, with a solemn expression on guard.

This ghost cultivator - why is it so weird!?

It's not that Qin Si hasn't seen ghost cultivation.

In the battle of the Great Opening, there were no less than five ghost cultivators who died under his sword.

Although they are all low-level ghost cultivators, and their cultivation is no more than the foundation building, however, none of them are like the one they are encountering now, so, so ...... How to put it, I can't find the right words to trust for a while.

As we all know, ghost cultivators are all weird, fierce, and direct to the soul of the gods and magical powers.

I've never heard of Gui, ghost cultivation is good at tracking and stealth, not to mention elusive melee combat!

It was clearly a ghost cultivator in front of him, but until now, Qin Si couldn't lock his position, that scimitar, that power that invisibly imprisoned and affected the environment!

But the upper limit of his strength is clearly far from his own, but it is somewhat similar to those ghost cultivators who have been killed.

Could this be the result of the collapse of the avenue?

Is this the bonus of the Kingdom of the Dead?

Thinking of the rejection and suppression he had received since he came to this world, his faith became shaken for a while.

The cowardice has just sprouted, and the situation immediately leads to fusion!

A figure shrouded in black robes flashed, a cold light appeared, and from a long distance, Qin Si was all over his body and the hairs exploded, and he didn't have time to react at all, as soon as his mind moved in his instinct, the flying sword that was holding on the left and right instinctively hit a direction!

Bite!

The flying sword and the blade that appeared out of thin air collided, and it was a frozen moment!

"Good thief, I was almost deceived by you!"

The power of the attack was clearly "weak and powerless", Qin Si reacted, he had been affected unconsciously, and Wu felt great interference and deception, and actually let the opponent take advantage of the weakness, almost hating on the spot!

In a fit of rage, the divine light of the flying sword exploded, and the scimitar left and was split in two, and the blade slashed forward effortlessly, revealing a black robe, and then being split in two.

The mercenaries who were fleeing were overjoyed when they saw it, and only the priest who was carrying it shouted loudly: "Be careful!"

It's too late, it's fast, the black robe that was divided into two halves shattered, and then the fragments were like countless pitch-black bats flying, the "bats" fanned their wings, and the smoke column they were in suddenly came to life, countless bats were combined, and a huge black-robed man was holding a scimitar, standing in front of him!

Qin Si was shocked, this time he felt that the strength of this ghost cultivator had increased more than tenfold, his absolute strength had surpassed him by a lot, and this strange technique was really unseen and unheard of!

"Stop fighting, the wind is tight, big guy, run for your life!"

She screamed like this, patted a burly mercenary on the shoulder, and motioned for him to quickly flee with him on his back!

"Why, the temple says we can handle it!"

Cui Jian was so sad and angry while fleeing!

"The old man of the temple lied to the ghosts, go back and settle accounts with them!"

Sheri screamed strangely.

"It's not good, the immortal master didn't leave!"

"Don't blame him, even if he is defeated, he can protect himself!"

"We can't escape, what about the mission, the mission is gone?"

"Mother, is it important to have a small life or a meritorious service!"

"Wait, there's something going on!"

"What's going on!?" said Sarri hurriedly looked back.

"Stop, stop, Lao Tzu said stop you're deaf!?"

The mercenary carrying him stopped breathlessly and looked back!

The plume of smoke disappeared as if it had never been there.

The huge black-robed cloaked man dissipated like a phantom.

The earthquake trembled.

A flying sword came out of the ground, and with a sword groan, it froze in the air, revealing the person standing on the sword.

Mercenaries stunned!

Then they screamed and cheered.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the cheers started, Qin Si stumbled, flicked his sleeves, and threw out a jade card, which was enlarged in the air, and in a blink of an eye, it was enlarged into a small mountain, and then smashed down in one direction!

Rumble!

I thought I would see the scene of a landslide and the ground cracking, who knew that a pair of huge palms lifted the jade plaque, and then, a huge god puppet wrestler drilled out of the ground, rumbling step by step, out of the ground!

"Fuck your mother, big guy go back quickly, it's the last miscellaneous Taoist left!"

Only then did everyone suddenly realize.

The Taoist priest is still afraid of a fart, and he is not a weird and murderous ghost cultivator.

When it comes to ghost cultivation, most of the mercenaries are helpless.

I just don't know how to parry.

It also has to do with their lack of experience.

Taoist!

Isn't it God's descending?

Aren't they just the local natives?

I'm afraid of a fart, there is flesh and blood, a slash will leave blood, and a stab must have a hole.

The three rangers enter the stealth first, and then disappear with a wave of the wind.

A few magic archers bent their bows and arrows, and the flames of the fighting spirit attached to the tips of the arrows, locking onto the small black dot on the shoulders of the god puppet wrestlers, just waiting for the most opportune time to appear.

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Let's talk about Qin Si!

Until now, he still didn't understand how that immortal ghost cultivation was in the hands of this Taoist priest.

He heard only the last sentence of the incantation: "...... Taishang Laojun, anxious as a law, pardon!"

Then the ghost cultivator collapsed, the black pillar of smoke was dispersed, and this god puppet fell from the sky, and with a slap, the ghost cultivator who showed his true form was flattened!

The opponent now grabbed his magic weapon, and Qin Si drove all his cultivation, doubling the power of the magic weapon.

The light of the jade plate exploded, and the abundant spiritual power volatilized a dense spiritual mist, and the spiritual object condensed into a virtual shadow of a mountain, pressing the god puppet back into the ground little by little.

At this time, reinforcements arrived!

"Stop, stop, stop quickly, the poor road is planted, the tree is planted!"

Qin Si frowned, most of the secret injuries just now had recovered, and the anger of the sudden attack had faded a lot, so he wanted to relax the power of suppression a little, and see what this person said.

Who knows, the rest of the Nightingale mercenary group doesn't have such good intentions.

Three black lights flashed, and three daggers stabbed at the figure on the shoulder of the god puppet!

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