When did the ghost woman come over?

Looking back, the Yin Ghost Woman was still standing at the bridge in front of her, and she hadn't come at all.

Xin Wuconsciously stopped, and when he turned around, the old woman just now disappeared again.

But at this moment, the eyes of two more fleeing monks cracked, revealing bloody eye holes. And the two monks who had lost their eyes just now were covered in green smoke, only to hear the sound of "boom", and a body of flesh and blood was sprinkled on the bridge, which was extremely terrifying.

"Stop!"

Xin Wujue burst into tears and gave an order.

Everyone hurriedly stopped.

Boom! Boom!

The two voices rang out in unison, but it was the two monks who lost their eyes later, who did not stop in time, and their whole bodies exploded, killing them instantly. This scene completely frightened everyone.

"Senior brother, what's going on?"

"It's her!"

Xin Wujue swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with some fear.

"As long as we run back, we will see her shadow. Regardless of whether they look at it or not, they will be punished by the power of the curse. ”

Xiao Jiu's face sank and said, "In other words, we can only go all the way to the end, and we can't retreat." ”

"That's right!"

Xin Wujue affirmed his statement.

"We have no choice!"

"Kill!"

Xiao Jiu used his actions to show his attitude. Since there is no way back, then go forward.

With a measuring stick in hand, don't be afraid of ghosts!

"Kill!"

Xin Wuji and the others were not ambiguous, and fought with the mummy again.

Nearly half of the combat power was lost, and the six people were not afraid of life and death, but they were weak. By the evening, the second wave of mummies had not been resolved, and two more monks had died.

There are only four people left on the bridge, fighting alone, and the outcome is not optimistic.

As a last resort, Xin Wuji had no choice but to order the remaining ten disciples to come to support.

It's not that he's afraid of death, he's worried about Xiao Jiu.

If Xiao Jiu couldn't hold on, the Wind and Rain Pavilion would lose the only teleportation array genius it had there.

After the ten disciples joined the battle, the four finally had a chance to breathe.

Still, they miscalculated the situation.

After dealing with the second wave of mummies, the Yin Ghost Woman danced the dragon crutch again, and three hundred mummies crawled out of the ground and besieged the sixteen Wind and Rain Pavilion monks.

In less than a cup of tea, six disciples died one after another.

Xin Wuji was a little panicked.

If the whole army is destroyed, he will be the sinner of the Wind and Rain Pavilion.

"Two junior brothers, we're here!"

In a hurry, the two Wu Zijiang brothers rushed to the Qingqiao in a tattered mole car. Along with them, there were more than a dozen Mortal Realm cultivators.

"Senior Brother Wu, if you don't come again, you won't even have a chance to collect the corpse for us!"

Xin Wujue's words were not sensational.

sacrificed six of his classmates in a row, and his morale was low, and he wanted to persevere, but he had more than enough strength to do so.

With the addition of Wu Zijiang and others, the situation gradually began to improve. As more and more mummies were thrown under the bridge, the disciples of the Wind and Rain Pavilion slowly gained the upper hand and rushed to the opposite bank to hope.

At the same time, the disciples of the Sword Sect, under the leadership of Uncle Tai Jianchen, also rushed onto a green bridge. They learned the lesson of the Wind and Rain Pavilion, and dozens of Mortal Realms together slaughtered towards the other side.

Unlike the Wind and Rain Pavilion, what they met was not a mummy, but a corpse demon covered in blood. Fortunately, as long as they fall to the bottom, they can't make any waves. Moreover, the strength of sword cultivation is generally relatively strong, and it is like a bamboo.

The teams of the Wind and Rain Pavilion and the Asking Sword Sect were about to reach the bridgehead, and the Taihang Sect was naturally not far behind.

"Kill!"

Jin Feilong held a dragon gong and took the lead.

Near the boundary river, a hidden place, Chu Yunfeng and the others have been observing for a long time.

"Wind and rain pavilion is a bit miserable, a lot of people have died. ”

Shu Shilan Ye frowned and said.

"I asked the Sword Sect and the Taihang Sect to pick up a big bargain!"

After being quiet for a while, Bai Ling said, "Not necessarily!"

As soon as the words fell, something happened suddenly - an old woman stood on the green bridge.

In the horror of everyone, half of the monks lost their eyes. Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen people smoked, and after a series of roars, flesh and blood were all over the ground.

The sudden disaster shattered everyone's hearts.

These monks didn't retreat at all, so why did they die so miserably?

No one knows why!

The fear brought about by the catastrophe made the situation even worse, and more and more monks died. At this rate, after a cup of tea, there will be no living people on the green bridge.

Chirp!chirp!

At this moment, three feathered arrows pierced the void and hit the old woman on the three green bridges at the same time. After the old woman was hit, she turned into a paper figure and fell on the bridge deck.

No one could accept this result for a while.

Who can believe that an old woman who has killed countless monks is just a paper figure?

Looking at the shore again, it was a ragged teenager. The bow and crossbow in his hand, which had not yet been put down, told people that it was the three feathered arrows he had shot just now.

An attentive monk noticed the Heavenly Wolf tattoo on his arm and blurted out, "Heavenly Wolf Sect!"

That's right!

He is the sloppy young man of the Heavenly Wolf Sect who appeared once on the Lion King Mountain.

Among the Mortal Realm monks present, several of them had seen him on Lion King Mountain. It's just that at that time, everyone thought he was a flower child, and he didn't pay attention to it.

Call!

While everyone was still in shock, the three paper figures burned with a "whew", and finally turned into a pile of ashes. At the same time, the yin ghost woman at the head of the four bridges flashed, and the four in one became a person.

After seeing her appearance clearly, Chu Yunfeng, Bai Ling, and Shu Shilan were suddenly taken aback: "Fuqing Female Venerable!"

How is this possible!

The bridge keeper is not a silver snake elder, but the last generation of the Lady of the Brake Girl Clan!

"Those who trespass on the ancient castle of Yushan will die!"

The Fuqing Lady stood in mid-air, and her mouth made a cold and strange sound, which made people feel a little uneasy and inexplicably panicked.

On the green bridge, no one dared to speak.

After a while, everyone turned their eyes to the young man of the Heavenly Wolf Sect.

It's a knee-jerk reaction.

Just now, he shot the old woman with an arrow to drive away the yin and evil, which made people see his extraordinary.

The young man didn't speak, but stretched out the thumb and index finger of his right hand and wiped it in a certain direction, and Chu Yunfeng and the others were exposed from the darkness.

"Chu Yunfeng!"

After the Wind Arrow Boat disappeared, the various sects finally reacted, and the matter must not have anything to do with him. Now after seeing him, many people show malicious eyes.

Just when Chu Yunfeng and Shu Shilan were wondering, Bai Ling stood up.

She knew that the person the teenager was looking for was herself.

"Since Daoyou has stood up, he must understand the intentions of the next!"

The boy nodded, said this, and then turned to face the castle.

Bai Ling understood what he meant, turned her head to look at the Fuqing Female Venerable, and said, "Senior Fuqing, I am the current Maiden of the Skunu Clan, and I am also the only living clansman. You... Are you alright?"

The first time she saw Fuqing Female Venerable, Bai Ling was a little excited, and didn't ask the question that the young man wanted her to ask.

Fuqing Nuzun stretched out her right hand, and the golden snake scepter in Bai Ling's hand suddenly flew out and fell into the hands of Fuqing Nuzun. She flipped the scepter over and saw the handwriting on it: Bai Ling Female Venerable.

After confirming Bai Ling's identity, a touch of kindness flashed on the face of the Fuqing Female Venerable. Her eyes were slightly red, and she forcibly held back her emotions, pretending to be unwavering, and returned the scepter to Bai Ling.

"Those who trespass on the ancient castle of Yushan will die!"

Her cold voice again.

Bai Ling wanted to say something, but the boy stretched out his hand to stop her.

"The stuff in the castle is evil, you know?"

The boy asked.

"Those who trespass on the ancient castle of Yushan will die!"

Fu Qing Nuzun did not answer, it was still this sentence.

"Female senior, the outside world is about to change greatly, and we need opportunities in the castle. ”

Bai Ling couldn't help but say.

Lady Fuqing stared at her for a long time, and said, "There is no chance you are looking for here!

As soon as she finished speaking, her head was suddenly pierced.

Everyone saw that a woman was standing behind the Fuqing Woman, and she was the one who attacked and killed the Fuqing Woman.

"Fuqing Female Venerable!"

Bai Ling wailed, only to feel a lot of pain in her heart.

"Hahaha! Do you know why it hurts?"

The woman laughed, and then said to Bai Ling.

"Before I died, I didn't tell you that she was your mother, it's cruel!"

Bai Ling was suddenly struck by lightning.

Mother!

No wonder when I saw her for the first time, I felt an inexplicable connection with her!

I thought it was just a relationship between the same clan, but I didn't expect it to be a blood connection!

"No!"

Bai Ling wept sadly.

"Hahaha!"

The woman who killed the Fuqing Lady laughed loudly, and she liked to see the pain of others.

Listening to her laughter, the more I listened, the more I felt terrible.

And on the green bridge facing south, Uncle Tai's sword dust suddenly had a surge of memories. When he was very young, Uncle Taibai had taken him to play in the cave where he practiced more than once.

There, every time Uncle Bai played with him, he was alone in a daze with a woman in the painting.

He always thought that the woman was Uncle Bai's Taoist companion. But later someone told him that it was Uncle Bai's daughter and his aunt and grandmother, Uncle Suzhi.

Five hundred years ago, after Uncle Suzhi went to the Holy Land of Yushan to look for opportunities, he never appeared again.

This time the Yushan Holy Land was opened, and Uncle Tai Jianchen not only looked for opportunities, but also had a mission to find the whereabouts of Uncle Suzhi.

It has not appeared for more than five hundred years, and it is very likely that it is dead. Even though her soul jade plate was not broken, the disciples of the Sword Sect did not have much hope.

But the woman who killed the Fuqing Lady looked exactly the same as the uncle Suzhi in the painting.

"Grandmother Sueda!"

Uncle Tai Jianchen shouted and knelt down in front of the woman.

"The younger uncle Jianchen is the grandson of the uncle Ji Ming, and he has seen his aunt and grandmother!"

The woman's laughter stopped abruptly, and a cold gaze shot into the distance.

"Uncle Ji Ming, what a familiar name!

This answer proves that she is Uncle Suzhi.

At this time, the monks of the various sects who came back to their senses also thought of someone.

Many elders of the sect have mentioned a woman named Uncle Suzhi in front of the younger generations. She is talented and intelligent, and her sword path is unparalleled, even his father, Taishu Bai, cannot compare to it.

However, God is jealous of the talent.

The last time the Yushan Holy Land was opened, Uncle Suzhi disappeared and his whereabouts have been unknown.

Unexpectedly, the woman who killed the Fuqing Female Venerable was Uncle Suzhi.