"Dealing with ghost cultivation, the most afraid of the word "fear", why!?"

A team of the Holy See who rushed to extinguish the fire, Xiao was talking at this time by an old cultivator who had been licking blood on the tip of the knife all year round.

Although this old cultivator was only a cultivator in the late stage of Qi cultivation, he had been in the vast territory of the Frontier and the Thousand Illusion Valley for decades.

As we all know, the Death Swamp adjacent to the Valley of Thousand Illusions is the base camp of hidden ghost cultivation, and compared to the incomprehensibility of demon cultivation, ghost cultivation is easier to deal with.

Lao Xiu has been in contact with several ghost cultivators, and has a certain understanding of the means and temperament of ghost cultivators, this is the first time he has gone out on a mission, in order to avoid accidents, he has been involved, so he has taken the trouble to raise his ears to the monks who are traveling with him.

Those ghost cultivators can grasp the places you are most afraid of, the most panicked, and the most chaotic places, and create all kinds of ways and tricks to make you more panicked, more chaotic, and more afraid. Stop it and kill you with one blow. ”

Lao Xiu said cautiously, the atmosphere was very tense, and one or two couples who were still very young were a little apprehensive and afraid when they heard this.

When Lao Xiu saw it, he pointed to the two of them and said: "See it, ghost cultivation likes to find this kind of person, if you meet the enemy later, these two people are guaranteed to be the first target of ghost cultivation, if you don't believe it, let's go here and see." ”

The female cultivator in the couple couldn't help but tremble, but the male cultivator was still holding on, "Bah, old fox, just say it, what the hell do you want to peddle?"

Lao Xiu smiled and said, "What kind of peddling, this is to protect your lives." Well, let's take a look, a soul talisman dedicated to protecting ghost cultivators...... Don't look at this thing as a second-order, but it is produced by 'Rongjiazhai', and in this situation, such treasures are rare. ”

"Hmph, how many spirit stones?", the male cultivator asked with an ugly face.

"Half a third-order!"

"What, why don't you go and rob it?", the nun couldn't care about being afraid when she heard this, someone was going to rob her purse, it was really so-called: Uncle can bear it, aunt can't bear it.

Lao Xiu rolled his eyes, swept past the two of them, and looked at the other teammates, "Too expensive, then don't buy it, when the time comes, it depends on whether your life is more important or the spirit stone is more important...... How about a few Taoist friends? When you encounter a ghost cultivator, it is a layer of protection, if you don't break through this talisman, let him have great ability, don't think about ......it."

Before he finished speaking, the group of three spirit boats arrived at the realm, and a high-ranking priest of the Holy See sounded the battle alarm, and the terrible whining made the old cultivator's business give up halfway, and also made the monks of the Holy See in the three spirit boats change color.

"Ready, Formation!!"

The three spirit boats changed in response to the sound and formed a high-quality "Three Mountains Protecting the Top" magic circle in the air.

Hazy moire flickered on the surface of each spirit boat, and in the blink of an eye, it found a common frequency and stabilized.

Then, a hazy aura connected the three spirit boats one by one.

The "Three Mountains Protecting the Top" magic circle unfolded, the spirit boat disappeared, and the three peaks surrounded by spiritual mist loomed in the ethereal.

Look at the destination you arrived.

The land was in shambles, the skeletons of the huge flying beasts were gone, the supplies that had been transported to the front line from the rear were scattered everywhere, and the corpses of a dozen papal monks were twitching and rising from the ground, one of them was clearly starting to become a beast, opening its dark red mouth that was cracked behind its ears, and roaring at the three peaks in the air.

The ghost cultivator was nowhere to be seen, and the blood and filth at the scene were rampant.

However, what changed the color of the papal monks the most was that there was also a faint, ethereal demonic aura surrounding the ground and the overturned mountain forest.

"Immovable as the wind, fast!"

The situation was unknown, and the enemy was nowhere to be seen, so the monks of the Holy See who arrived wisely chose to protect themselves first.

The phantom of the three mountain peaks in the misty suddenly became stable, and the faint meaning of solidity and stability, just like the real three mountains, was fixed at a low altitude.

The scene was silent, and only the rustle of the wind could be heard.

There was a stalemate for a moment.

The ghost cultivator who was still hiding in the shadows couldn't help it, and as a strange laugh sounded, his vision darkened in an instant, the yin wind shouted, the hundred ghosts cried at night, and a skeleton flag surrounded by black mist spread out in the airspace in front of the papal monks.

On the banner, countless ghosts surged out like smoke, turning into a pitch-black torrent and rushing towards the three faint mountain peaks.

"Spring and white snow, pardon!"

The monks on the three spirit boats only felt their scalps tighten, and then, the spiritual power on their bodies was drawn out by the large array, although the operation and transformation of the spirit boat magic circle turned into white light that was swaying and rendering in all directions!

The white light and the black tide expanded, "Zizizi~~", the sound of frying oil came out, the black fog and white light melted at the same time, and a large number of ghosts wailed, cursed, and cried when they were evaporated...... All of this turned into an invisible curse that penetrated the visible barrier and acted on the five senses of the papal friars.

"Yikes!!"

A terrible scream rang out from a spirit boat.

The monk of the same spirit boat took a look and found that it was the expensive nun just now.

"Frost Girl!!"

The male cultivator was fixed in his position by the formation, and at this time, he could only be anxious, but he couldn't help the Taoist in the slightest!

"The old man is right, how can this kind of chick be sent to the front line, isn't this looking for death?" Lao Xiu grinned strangely while grinning while hurting the spiritual power that had been sucked away.

"Senior, save people!", a young woman said urgently.

Lao Xiu rolled his eyes, "A third-order!"

"What !?"

The eyes of the people on the same boat seemed to be about to eat Lao Xiu alive.

"It's all right with my talisman!"

"Didn't you just have half a piece? Why is it just one?"

When Lao Xiu heard this, he seemed to have heard something nonsense, and shouted strangely: "Just now, now is now, Tong Suo is not bullied, the real price is clear, if you want to buy it, you can buy it, if you don't want to pull it down, no one wants to force anyone!"

"You ......"

"Don't talk about it, seniors, a third-order, it will definitely be presented afterwards!"

The old cultivator put his hands behind his back, ignoring the increasingly miserable screams of the female cultivator, and said leisurely: "I'm sorry, I don't owe credit for this small business!"

“…… But seniors, I can't get a third-order now!"

The male cultivator was so anxious that he almost cried blood.

"If you can't take it, you won't "save the rivers and lakes"? Turning over one or two to these colleagues, can they still see death and not save them?"

That's really ......

Seeing that the nun's face was distorted, her face was as white as paper, her screaming voice was hoarse, and a layer of black qi had appeared in her pupils......

"Wu Shoushan, hello! This little brother, I have ten second-order pieces here, take them!"

"I have twenty more. ”

"My Thirty ......"

The dozens of people in a spirit boat were all robbed by Lao Xiu taking advantage of the fire, and they all had a little blood more or less before they could make up the number of a third-order one.

Waiting for the talisman to be thrown on the female cultivator by the old cultivator, the boat formation and the ghost cultivator's secret arrangement have been fighting back and forth for more than a dozen rounds.

The monks in the spirit boat were only responsible for the supply of spiritual power, and at this time, one by one, they began to swallow the pill wildly.

"Who is this in charge of the commanding flag? What is the consumption of cultivating with ghosts at this time? What the hell, don't you see the demonic energy on the ground? Can you compare the durability of a spiritual eye......" Lao Xiu made a third-order entry, and his face was just getting better when he noticed the change in the situation outside, and then he jumped to his feet and shouted.

"And what do you think should be done?"

The monks of Lingzhou turned pale when they were pumped by the magic circle, and they couldn't care about the evil feelings of the old cultivators for a while, and they all made suggestions.

Seeing this, Lao Xiu's eyes rolled, and he suddenly stopped being in a hurry, and said, "What is this method...... Hehe, it's still a third-order!"

The monks in the same boat were speechless.

I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen such shamelessness.

That little couple, when the male cultivator saw that the female cultivator's condition had settled down, he began to feel the third-order debt, and then saw that the old cultivator was still blackmailing, and his brain was hot, so he let it go, and yelled and said: "There are spies here, ghost cultivators!"

As soon as the word spy came out, the seniors who were busy dealing with the ghost cultivation offensive and building the foundation couldn't ignore the movement in the cabin, and a young monk with a pretty face came in, holding a magic sword, and the murderous spirit shot in the cabin, and asked in a cold voice: "Where is the spy? Who is the leader!"

Lao Xiu secretly said that he was broken, and he got carried away for a while, and forced people to be ruthless.

Just thinking about how to fool the past, the angry people in the cabin completed the accusation against Lao Xiu in a big way.

"Wu Shoushan, it's you again!!"

The young man Zhuji seems to know this old cultivator, just looking at his murderous aura, there is definitely no friendship, and some can only be grievances.

"Senior Liu, don't come unharmed, my old Wu ......"

Without waiting for Lao Xiu to finish speaking, Senior Liu sneered, interrupted his words, and said: "On the occasion of the war, those who disturb the hearts of our army will be killed!"

Lao Xiu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously turned around and was about to slip.

However, in the midst of the great array, he still lost control of his spiritual power.

As soon as the idea of escaping was born, the countermeasures of the military array arrived.

At all, he didn't have the strength to fight back at all, and Lao Xiu lost all his ability to move, and was carried by the young man Zhuji, and came out of the cabin like a dead fish.

When we got to the outer deck, the battle situation became even clearer.

The scene of the battle had become pitch black, and even the three peaks of the evolution of the military formation were dyed with a layer of black edges, and bunches and clusters of ghosts like smoke and dust collided, wailed, and cried around the military formation, and the invisible curse came from the surface to the inside.

On the three spirit boats, from time to time there were one or two screams and suppressed sounds, and it was really clear who had the upper hand and who fell downwind.

It must be known that now it is a collective of the military array against the ghost cultivators, and it is compared to the strength of the group, once one side is defeated, the first to suffer are those low-level monks in their respective camps.

These monks will not have to worry about their lives when the military formation and arrangement can still take effect, at most they will be excessively sucked spiritual power, but once this whole is defeated, these low-level small miscellaneous fish that have been wantonly extracted spiritual power will definitely be wiped out in the first wave of offensive.

Tsukiki can fight alone, and there is still a chance to escape, they are like a plane in a plane crash, and none of them want to live.

Lao Xiu saw it, but it was like a blessing falling from the sky, and a clever man began to scold loudly: "...... It is said that a general is incompetent and exhausts thousands of troops, but the old man didn't believe it before, but today he has seen it. Who the hell is this who is in control of the Lingqi, and don't you see the demonic energy on the ground? It's a spiritual vein that has been ushered in, and you are consuming it compared to the spiritual vein, are you stupid? Or are you the one who is this spy, and you are going to harm us today!!"

The young man who was carrying him, Zhuji, turned over his palm, and he was about to slap him to death.

"Wait!"

The high-ranking priest who pressed the formation spoke, and he flashed from another spirit boat wearing a white-robed crown.

"This adult, this adult, you can't fight like this, there is only one way to die by beating everyone like this, you should destroy the other party's spiritual vein extraction first!"

"Bah, you think we don't know, but you know where the array is?", the young man said angrily and anxiously.

But he said that the person who held the order flag was his elder, so he knew that he could get a chance from this old cultivator just now, but he was eager to kill him.

"Hmph, you don't know, it doesn't mean that others don't know, let me go, let me go. ”

What else does the young man have to do when he builds the foundation, the senior priest ordered: "Let him go!"

Strictly speaking, the "political commissar" has no military command, but now anyone can offend, but he does not dare to offend these guys in white robes.

The two members of the Liu family couldn't cover the sky with one ship, and the other two mastered the foundation of the sub-order flag, and immediately let go of the ban and let this old cultivator regain his freedom.

"My lord, this man is the most treacherous, don't be deceived by him. ”

The senior priest nodded silently, stared at Lao Xiu with a pair of majestic eyes, and said, "Indicate where the array eye is, and count your head work." If there is a lie and deception, and several crimes are committed, military law will be imposed immediately. ”

Lao Xiu's eyes rolled, and he thought about the current situation three times in a flash, and found that there was no other way but to help himself win this period first before he could survive.

But the instinct to seek benefits has been engraved into his bone marrow, and he is made to make a loss-making trade, even if it is dead.

So he asked the high priest to prepare a private room, avoiding everyone, and he didn't know how to fool it, so he fooled a sub-order flag that controlled the military formation.

The two of them were deprived of the right to command, and the command was transferred to the sacrifice on the surface, in fact, everyone understood that it was already Lao Xiu who was in control of the lives of more than 100 people.

Since then, the military formation has indeed changed.

The white light was no longer emitted, but condensed into bundles, and the extraction of the spiritual power of the Holy See monks suddenly increased, and was doubled with the seemingly useless white lights.

After dozens of hundreds of flashes of white light, the so-called array eyes have not yet grown, and the black flag in the air has become more and more invincible, and the torrent composed of powerful ghosts is like endless, and it is impossible to kill, as if it has the feeling of submerging these three peaks immediately.

Some people are already desperate, some are ready to run away, and some people are instigated by the Liu family and Zhuji, ready to regain command and then retreat......

"Wowhaha, let you be cunning like a ghost, and you have to drink Lao Tzu's footwashing water...... Found it, call me!!"

Before he could finish speaking, a condensed beam of white and purple light suddenly burst out, striking an unremarkable mountain.

As if it didn't exist, the mountain was pierced all at once, and then a formation that communicated with a large number of spirit stones was exposed.

The array was vulnerable in front of the white light, and with a "click", it shattered.

Suddenly, the demonic energy on the ground was blown away.

Along with the invincible black flag in the sky, it also withered.

Those endless black tides seemed to have been cut off from their source, and in a sneering sound, they disappeared!

As soon as the line of sight lit up, the sun, white clouds, and the earth reappeared, and together they appeared, and there was also a disaster of rats that had been opened from their nests!

Ghost repair!

One hundred and ten low-level ghost cultivators scattered in panic!

No need to tell me this time!

"Kill me, don't leave a single one!" Liu Jiazhuji shouted with hatred.

I don't know who this hatred came from.