Saving people, for Ji Hao, is just the beginning, and on the way after, Ji Hao has saved many Maoshan disciples in a row. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's not Maoshan disciple Taicai, but the ghost things brought by the ghost kings of the Quartet today, the lowest level is the level of blue-skinned ghosts, and there are a lot of them, and each ghost king has brought nearly 10,000 ghosts over. And most of the Taoist priests patrolling on Maoshan now are outer disciples who have cultivated less than the first or second order, and those who have cultivated to a high level either go to the square in front of the patriarch's hall to set up a formation, or they are on guard at the edge of the square.

The Taoist priests of the first and second order of cultivation, even if they had the help of the forbidden law on the mountain, they were still defeated, because there were too many of these ghosts, and they couldn't resist it at all.

Every time he saves someone, Ji Hao will not stay, because he knows that if he stays, then these people will definitely hold him, and the grinding and chirping will be delayed for a long time.

Finally, with the help of the Divine Talisman and the Light Body Talisman, Ji Hao spent nearly an hour and finally arrived at the square in front of the Patriarch's Hall.

Before he stepped into the square, Ji Hao was stunned by the scene in front of him.

In the center of the square, the gold and white Taiji had disappeared, and the gossip runes had collapsed, leaving only a huge heaven and earth oven, slowly turning. In the oven, the flame is not extinguished, and the ghost emperor Dixin is still refining.

And under the oven, there was a white pillar of light shooting downward, and on the ground at the end of the pillar of light, a person was sitting cross-legged.

Seeing this scene, Ji Hao felt a little familiar.

And the surroundings of this oven have become battlefields. The subordinates brought by the ghost king fought with the Maoshan Taoist priest in the square.

The disciples of Maoshan were all in a team, forming a formation to block these powerful ghosts. But the number of these powerful ghosts is too much, and they are often dozens or hundreds of people gathered together to attack a small team. In this case, the Maoshan disciples have already begun to suffer casualties.

The Quartet Ghost Emperor was also stopped by Elder Maoshan, and in the entire square, it can be said that only Mao Xiaoming under the oven did not make a move.

Just when Ji Hao was still in shock.

In the air, the Eastern Ghost King Blood Cloud was fighting with an elder, and suddenly, Blood Cloud forced back the elder who was blocking him with one move, and then turned into a blood-colored streamer and pounced on Mao Xiaoming under the oven.

"Blood Cloud, you dare!"

Seeing the blood cloud rushing towards Mao Xiaoming, the Great Elder of Maoshan shouted angrily. Although he wanted to stop the blood cloud, now that he was dragging the Western Ghost King Phantom Yi with the other elders, he was really lacking in skills.

The elder saw that his blockade had been broken through by the blood cloud, and was about to catch up to make up for it, when suddenly, a large group of powerful ghosts surrounded him and trapped him inside, although these powerful ghosts could not kill him, they could also stop him.

Taking advantage of this time, the ghost qi around the blood cloud was permeated, forming a ghost qi barrier, breaking through the Dao Dao forbidden law defense laid by Mao Xiaoming, and came to him.

"Hahaha, Mao Zhangjiao, the blood cloud is offended."

Xueyun said, raising the claws of the ghostly qi, and wanted to grab it at Mao Xiaoming.

At this time, a sword light lit up and slashed towards the blood cloud in front of Mao Xiaoming.

"Blood cloud, don't hurt my master!"

Dongfang Jun, the Shaozong of Maoshan Mountain, suddenly appeared in front of Mao Xiaoming and protected him behind him.

"Damn!"

The right hand wrapped in the blood cloud ghost qi directly pinched this sword light in his hand, and stared at Dongfang Jun with dead eyes.

"Once this Mao Xiaoming dies, the oven in the air will dissipate immediately, and he can also save the ghost emperor Emperor Xin, with our Quartet Ghost King here, the chance of escaping from Maoshan will be 100%.

When the time comes, whether I swallow Di Xin or use it for other purposes, I will be able to cultivate a great increase.

However, now there is an Oriental gentleman who has come to me, and it is really hateful! ”

Seeing such a good opportunity, but escaping in his own hands, the blood cloud is the root of the qi is itching, and he can't wait to break it into thousands of pieces.

"Boy, since you want to find death, then I will fulfill you!"

Blood Cloud shot out angrily and struck a shocking blow at Dongfang Jun.

"Blood Cloud! In vain, you have lived for such a long time, and you actually shot at the juniors, do you still have a little shame! ”

Mao Xiaoming in the white pillar of light, although he couldn't do it, the entire battlefield was under his attention.

Seeing that Xueyun actually bullied the small and bullied his apprentice, Mao Xiaoming was really furious.

"Hahaha, Mao Zhangjiao Xiu is going to be angry!"

This blood cloud is worthy of being a ghost king, with a blow of anger, he directly beat Dongfang Jun to the point that he spat blood, and his body flew out upside down, if it wasn't for Dongfang Jun using the sword in his hand as a crutch, I'm afraid he would have fallen to the ground.

"Jun'er!"

Seeing that Dongfang Jun was seriously injured, Mao Xiaoming shouted bitterly.

"Shaozong!"

In the square, everyone who saw Dongfang Jun being severely injured by the blood cloud couldn't help but shout, even the Great Elder was no exception.

"Fight with me, dare to be distracted, do you look down on me?"

A cold voice sounded from the mouth of the phantom clothes, and at this moment, the ghost qi on the phantom clothes suddenly skyrocketed several times, and then slapped at the elders who were besieging him.

"Poof! Yes! ”

After a miserable scream, even the Great Elder, so the people who besieged the phantom clothes were all slapped to the ground by the phantom clothes, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

Seeing this scene, the other three ghost kings couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"The cultivation of this phantom clothes is getting stronger and stronger, so it's better not to provoke her."

Xueyun turned around, and saw that Dongfang Jun actually stood up tremblingly with his sword, and was immediately surprised.

"Huh?"

"Take my palm, you can still not die, this Dongfang Jun's cultivation is still quite profound, do you want to go up and make up for it?"

Xueyun thought about it and gave up his plan to go up and make up for it, because the target this time was not him.

Thinking of this, Xueyun turned his gaze to Mao Xiaoming, not knowing what he was thinking, he didn't kill him, but chatted with Mao Xiaoming.

"Hehe, Mao Zhangjiao, look."

Blood Cloud pointed at the entire square and said loudly, the sound filling the entire square.

"Now your elder of Maoshan is either seriously injured and has lost his combat strength, or he is being suppressed by us and waiting for the butcher knife to cut down. Moreover, your disciples of Maoshan are still being slaughtered by our fierce ghosts. Listen, the screams of these Maoshan disciples when they died are not particularly beautiful and moving! ”

As he was speaking, Xueyun's face suddenly changed, and his words changed.

"Mao Zhangjiao, if you don't want to remove Maoshan from the Xuanmen tonight, you might as well obediently hand over Di Xin."

In an instant, as the blood cloud's voice fell, the entire square instantly fell silent.

So everyone looked towards Mao Xiaoming and the blood cloud under the oven.

"How? Did Mao Zhangjiao decide? ”

Mao Xiaoming did not answer Xueyun's words, but looked at the corpses of Maoshan disciples scattered on the square, and deep sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha! Retribution, retribution! It's all retribution! ”

Mao Xiaoming closed his eyes tightly, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"If it weren't for my Mao Xiaoming's gullibility to others, my Maoshan would not have this catastrophe!"

"Maozhang Sect, what are you still hesitating about, every minute you hesitate, a Maoshan disciple dies, do you want your Maoshan disciple to die?"

Seeing that Mao Xiaoming was reluctant to speak, Xueyun said sharply.

Suddenly, Mao Xiaoming opened his eyes and looked at the blood cloud coldly.

"If you want me to remove my name from Maoshan, you are not worthy!"

As he spoke, the seal in Mao Xiaoming's hand changed and became a very complex seal.

"The seventy-fifth generation of Maoshan is not filial piety to teach Mao Xiaoming, credulous villains, so that my Maoshan almost killed the door of the disaster, now the disciple to my crippled body, to my Shouyuan as a sacrifice, there is an ancestor to come up, clear the evil demons, strengthen my Maoshan!"

Hearing Mao Xiaoming's words, all the elders and disciples who were still alive screamed.

"Boss, don't!"

"Senior brother, don't do anything stupid!"

Dongfang Jun was holding his sword, and he also wanted to stop his master, but he was too badly injured by the blood cloud.

At the moment when Mao Xiaoming's words fell, an invisible coercion emanated from Mao Xiaoming's body and swept the audience in an instant.