In the dense jungle, the ghost showed the true meaning of the ghost's name to the fullest, turning into a phantom, haunted, leaving only an afterimage slowly dissipating where it passed, and the black scales and others pursued the fleeting afterimage, followed by a leap forward, until the figure of the ghost appeared;

"Wraiths! Did you find something again?"

Looking at the ghost's abruptly stopped back, Black Scale raised his eyes and looked around, and asked in a deep voice;

"Hmm!"

The ghost didn't look back and responded indifferently;

"I used the black dragon tracking technique in the "Black Dragon Xuanjing" to trace the fragrance of herbs left by outsiders, and traced all the way to here, but there are many plants and trees in the jungle, countless herbs, and the breath is mixed, and I can't be sure for the time being, which direction the outsiders have gone!"

Hearing this, Black Scale looked like he wanted to say something, and finally came to the ghost's side with a solemn expression, and spoke in a low voice in a heavy tone;

"Ghost, you have also witnessed the tragic situation of the Blood Refining Hall, almost the entire hall is buried in the hands of outsiders, and my Black Dragon Hall, although it has always been the head of the three major halls of the Evil Divine Sect, its overall strength is not much better than that of the Blood Refining Hall..."

When Black Scale said this, he was silent with a worried face, a trace of imperceptible fear flashed in his eyes, and when the ghost heard this, he turned his head to look at Black Scale, and his cold and ruthless eyes revealed indifference to everything, and he asked in a deep voice with an indifferent tone;

"What do you want to say?"

The black-scaled eyes flickered, dodging the ghost's gaze, and turned his head to look into the depths of the deep and distant jungle, and responded in a deep voice;

"I have already sent someone back to inform the elders of the complete destruction of the Blood Refining Hall and your speculation on this matter, if this matter is really as you said, it is not something that my Black Dragon Hall can participate in at all, I don't think you want to watch Lord Blackwater's hard work be ruined, right?"

When the ghost heard this, his eyes looked at the black scales coldly, and he suddenly turned his head and looked at the ghost sword and the dark sword, as well as the rest of the Black Dragon Hall who had been silent all the time and followed closely behind them, looking up at the sky with their backs to the black scales, looking at the sunlight that was shining in the dense canopy;

"You take someone back!Or, act according to your own ideas, as for me, I think I will meet this outsider for a while, since I have cultivated the Black Dragon Xuanjing, I have been in retreat and cultivation all year round, and I have never made a move in the sword for a hundred years, I want to take this opportunity to confirm my cultivation!"

The ghost said in a cold tone, turned around and chose a random direction, and walked forward without hurrying, his thoughts were chaotic and complicated, and the words of the black scales made him wake up for the first time, he hadn't seen it for a hundred years, everything he was once familiar with had been changed by people, and even his mentality had changed;

"Ghost! I know that your cultivation has reached the realm of the early stage of merging, and because of the cultivation of the Black Dragon Xuanjing, your real strength is far beyond that of us, Lord Heishui once said that the monks who cultivate the Black Dragon Xuanjing have the ability to fight beyond the level and go against the sky!"

Black Scales looked at the ghost's back, full of doubts, and spoke in a deep voice with an unbearable face;

"Hey, hey..."

The ghost's footsteps abruptly stopped, and he let out a sneer without looking back, and his sarcastic words quietly echoed in the dense forest, which seemed to be the first time in a hundred years that he had mood swings;

"But I haven't seen you for a hundred years, I can't imagine that you have even changed the way you speak, what you want to say, you can be blunt, why bother with mother-in-law and mother-in-law, is it possible that you are used to playing this kind of riddle game?"

When Black Scale heard this, his face quietly changed, with a hint of embarrassment, but he spoke in a sincere voice;

"Ghost, I know that with your current strength, I am afraid that you are not weaker than the Blood Refining Hall Master, and I also know that once Lord Blackwater breaks through to the realm of the late stage of merging, the position of the Black Dragon Hall Hall Master belongs to you, and now that the cultivation of outsiders is unfathomable, why should you take risks easily!"

When the ghost heard this, he walked slowly with his feet raised again, and without looking back, spoke cold, merciless words, his tone full of the smell of indifference to everything, even to the objects of indifference, including himself, but with a hint of extreme self-confidence, an indomitable will;

"The way of cultivation, the difficulty lies in laying a solid foundation, the most important thing is to be brave and diligent, a mortal's life is only a hundred years in a hurry, and I have been cultivating so far, I have been more than one hundred and fifty years old, even if I die because of this, I have no regrets, and the hall master is old, it is not easy to break through, and I need Nirvana Dan!"

When Black Scale heard this, his expression was extremely complicated, and he lowered his head and pondered silently, until the figure of the ghost quietly disappeared and almost disappeared, then Huo Ran raised his head, looked firmly at the direction of the ghost's departure, and his eyebrows revealed a madness that was not afraid of everything, and he spoke to everyone in a deep voice;

"Let's go! There are ghosts here, whether the outsiders are one or a group, we have to fight side by side with him, a brotherhood, a hundred years of friendship, even if the outsiders cultivate to the heavens, I don't believe that they can have a great monk in the Mahayana period, in this case, what are they afraid of!"

After Black Scales finished speaking, he looked at the Ghost Sword and the Dark Sword with firm eyes, as well as the others in the Black Dragon Hall, and waved his big hand with pride, and with the momentum of boiling blood, he opened his mouth in a deep voice and drank lowly;

"Brothers, let's go!"

A group of people, led by Black Scale, leaped in the direction of the ghost's departure, and within a moment caught up with the ghost walking slowly, Black Scale was far away at the ghost's back, and whispered in a deep voice;

"Spirits! Brothers are coming! Live and die together, what a battle!"

When the ghost suddenly heard this, he stopped in surprise, and a smile of relief appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he never looked back, just a thoughtful look, and glanced at everything around him with a hesitant and hesitant expression, as if he was struggling with something;

"Spirits! Did you find something again, or did you track the trail of an outsider?"

The black scales floated to the ghost's side, looked at the frowning and contemplative ghost, and asked in a deep voice, but when the ghost heard this, he suddenly shook his hand, threw the strange-looking dagger in his hand into the void, and took a step back indifferently, until the dagger fell, and then he spoke indifferently;

"I can't find the direction of the outsider's departure for the time being, so I have to ask the evil god for guidance, let's follow the direction pointed by the dagger, let's give it a try, I hope we can find it!"

Black Scale looked at the dagger lying quietly on the ground, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, and after listening to the ghost's obviously foolish words, he was even more speechless, until the ghost stepped forward to pick up the dagger, and walked away without looking back, he endured the strange feeling, waved his hand and led everyone to fly to follow. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info (To be continued.) )