A sudden flash of lightning lit up the sky, followed by an explosion followed by fire.

I can vaguely see that this unlucky guy who was 'struck by lightning' is a private jet.

There was no way it could survive being hit by lightning, and in an instant, the plane turned into a fireball and fell from a high altitude.

"Who is the master?dare to show up?!"

As soon as the explosion of the plane passed, a loud sound came out of the smoke produced by the explosion, and this sound contained an indescribable power, which could still be heard clearly even from a radius of dozens of miles.

The Venerable Chase stood in the clouds, holding a small bronze bell in his hand, and a layer of light emanating from the small bell could protect the Venerable Master's body.

The lightning and explosion just now didn't hurt him in the slightest, and the light emitted by the small bell was supposed to be a defense mechanism.

However, it may not be easy to maintain the defense of this small clock, and the Venerable Master Chase relented after making sure that there was no second wave of attacks.

In the era of the end of the law, it was not easy for monks of the necromantic system to mix, and decent monks like the Venerable Master of Chase were not very easy to mix......

So, mana or something, it's a little bit to save a little bit......

Monks who don't know how to save mana can't be mixed up for a long time in this era of the end of the law.

"In the lower Datong Venerable, borrow the precious land! There is no malice! If there is any inconsiderate manners, please forgive me!"

The initial question was not answered, and after waiting for a while, the Venerable Master used the amplification method to transmit his voice.

He began to lower his posture.

The attack he had suffered was too bizarre.

What people in the ghost path are most afraid of is thunder fire, and the person who can make the ghost path produce thunder fire is the Venerable Master Datong who has never encountered it when he fought with Zhou Yan in the world.

Legend has it that if a ghost path monk cultivated the thunder method with the help of the ghost path, then even if he gathered all the power of the righteous path in the world, he would not be able to stop him.

Is the sky going to change......?

The snowflakes falling in the sky couldn't get close to the Venerable Master's body, but his heart was already slightly cold.

"In the end, that ghost cultivator escaped the purge that began three hundred years ago?"

Without getting a response from the other party, the Venerable Master Chase began to think crankily on his own.

It's not that he can't use his spiritual sense to investigate, but if he activates his spiritual sense at this time, it will be no different from declaring war.

Ghost monks are the most proficient in spiritual sense.

Therefore, the Venerable Master Datong, who did not want to fight this battle and was not sure that he would be able to win this battle, chose to admit it.

Anyway, it's not the first time he's confessed.

Leaving Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood, he only needs to retreat from here, or hold on until dawn, and in the future, he can naturally unite all the forces to come to 'eliminate demons and defend the road'.

"Venerable Datong? ”

A faint voice came from the city below, and the limp sounded like it came from a dying old man.

has no energy, as if he has seen through life and death.

"No need! The younger boy still has something to do, since the seniors do not allow the juniors to borrow the Dao Treasure Land, then the juniors should take a detour, and it will not affect the Qing Xiu of the seniors. ”

The Venerable Master was completely instigated, but secretly he had the 'Heavenly Eye', and as long as he found a spirit approaching, he would definitely activate his fastest escape method as soon as possible.

"Hahaha! what an 'offspring boy'!" said a strong sarcasm in the voice below, "Do you recognize this?"

"Whoosh!"

I'm afraid it had been shot out from the moment it was first opened, and what looked like a sharp weapon had pierced the air and let out a piercing whistle.

The 'Sharp Arrow' was not aimed at the Venerable Master, as if it had only been given the mission of "reaching this height", and the objects that were thrown up lost all its momentum at a distance of about ten meters from the Venerable Master.

"It's ......!!"

The Venerable Master was stunned when he saw this thing.

His heart seemed to stop beating.

It's a human head.

Belongs to a guy who is long gone.

Zhou Zhong.

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"Ahem......!"

Barely keeping his mind awake is due to being so reluctant that it seems like he'll fall asleep in the next blink.

The mental power is close to being overdrawn, and every minute and every second is a torture now.

Standing on top of a tall building, Lin Ming tied himself to the signal tower with a rope so that he would not fall.

"It's still too reluctant......"

A slight sigh of truth that cannot be denied.

"But luckily, if you only need to deal with one guy, it's still within the city's tolerance. Raising his head, Lin Ming's eyes were already pitch black, and under the perspective of his soul, he saw a world that was completely different from usual:

Countless points of light in the city below are connected by countless lines, and these lines extend from all corners of the city to the top of this tall building, and are emitted into the sky through the signal generation tower connected to Linming and Linming.

To be precise, it should be connected to a huge point of light in the sky.

The points of light on the earth belong to mortals, and the points of light in the sky represent 'gods'.

Through Lin Ming's secret art and the Signal Generation Tower, the souls of mortals and immortals are connected.

The immortals fell into the dreams of mortals, and mortals lived in the dreams of immortals.

However, what they did was not a pleasant dream......

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"I didn't expect it, this guy named Zhou Zhong is a disciple of the Ghost Dao! He has already brought all your information back to the master! Now, the lonely Master Datong~ Please die here!"

The human avatar of 'Zhou Zhong' was still full of vitality, its mouth was closed one by one, and the old voice came out of his mouth.

"Three hundred years of grudges, take your name as interest today!"

After speaking, the head of 'Zhou Zhong' slammed down on the Venerable Master, and its mouth was wide open, as if it was about to bite off a piece of flesh from the Venerable Master's body.

"Humph!"

The Venerable Master did not dare to underestimate this hand, even if from his experience it was nothing more than pure disgusting himself and a declaration of war.

At this time, the matter of "Zhou Zhong is a traitor" has filled his mind.

"The spy of the Demon Dao, has he already hidden it by our side?"

The spiritual sense has dispersed, and since the war has begun, the Venerable Master of Chase no longer has to shy away from such trivial matters as 'angering the senior masters' - anyway, the current situation is already a matter of life and death.

The scattered psychic senses captured the crashed plane and the pilot, who stepped out of the window, riding a flying sword.

In an instant, the Venerable Master 'understood' everything.