Jinyang City at night is quieter than ever, with a light cloud in the sky like a veil, and the cold moonlight falls.

The "Danji Gate", which stands magnificently between the city and the mountain, exudes a luminous white light in the night, like an insurmountable barrier between heaven and earth.

There was a dead silence here, and even the sound of birds, beasts and insects was blocked out for miles, so that when there was a knock on the door, it suddenly felt unreal. But the sound of knocking became louder and louder, and then turned into a continuous impact, incessantly, like the sound of horses' hooves galloping among thousands of horses, which finally woke up this ancient gate.

"Who's messing around!"

"Fuck it!"

There was a violent cry in front of the door, and the image of a middle-aged man appeared.

Although it was only a head image, this messy black hair was messy, and it seemed that this person was a little burly.

"Which grandson is impatient to live......"

The image muttered again, and his whole head slowly turned around, but he didn't even see half a shadow of his grandson in his mouth.

The image snorted, and gradually dimmed like a firework. It's just that this image hasn't completely disappeared, and a moment later, a small exit has been opened in the enchantment inside the Danji Gate, and a middle-aged fat man walked out with a teenage disciple. The middle-aged fat man looked angry, and his unkempt black hair was even more like being struck by lightning, as if he was at a glance. But the little disciple was very scared, and cowered and snuggled up behind him.

"Uncle Zhao, I don't see anyone here." The little disciple shrank his head and said.

"No one is the best, or I'm going to kill with this iron rod."

Zhao Yan raised the Heavenly Thunder Lance in his hand and gestured towards the void.

"I think those grandsons must have seen Uncle Zhao's strength and ran away with their tails between their legs." The little disciple was no longer afraid at the moment, and he also learned the call of Zhao Yan's grandson. This sentence made Zhao Yan feel very useful when he heard it, he was already a cultivator at the peak of qi refining, and he was only one step away from achieving the immortal base, and it was already overkill to be arranged to guard the door here, and those turtle grandsons naturally had to clip their tails and run away when they saw him coming.

"But it's really not very peaceful these days, let me check again, and you can stand here and watch."

After Zhao Yan finished speaking, he carried the five-hundred-pound Heavenly Thunder Lance and began to look around.

He was as big as an ox, and his steps were big and fast, but it took him half a minute to walk around the sides of the Danji Gate. When he walked back with the Heavenly Thunder Lance on his shoulder, he still muttered in his mouth: "It's strange, there was such a loud noise just now, why didn't you even see a shadow now, alas, don't care about him!" Boy, you don't know, these old guys on the mountain are all daunted these days, and seeing people is like seeing ghosts. I'll just say it, as long as the head of his old man retreats, those old men who can't do anything will definitely not be able to support such a big stage, how big a livelihood the Wandan Sect is, it's good now, there are fewer people in January than in January. You also saw that there are only a few people who have come this month, and there are so many people with fart hair, and there is no oil and water to fish. If this goes on like this, why am I still guarding this broken door......"

Zhao Yan said angrily, humming in his nostrils, and he didn't see that the little disciple's face had turned pale.

"Division...... Uncle Shi......"

"What's wrong?"

"Look at the back!" The little disciple finally finished his words with a sigh of relief.

Zhao Yan turned back suddenly, but took a few steps back. I saw that the two eyes in the void were as green as fireflies, and they were only a foot away from him.

And behind those eyes, there is a night that is so thick that it cannot be dissolved, and there seems to be a human-like silhouette that blends with the night, and it is impossible to distinguish it.

"Oni!" Zhao Yan shouted, but there was not much fear on his face.

"What...... Oni? The little disciple shrank behind him and asked in a trembling voice.

"Miaoxi Ghost Clan, the ghost grandson is not very lucky, I met him Grandpa Zhao, Jianchen, see that I will disperse his soul consciousness now."

The heavenly thunder lance in Zhao Yan's hand was raised high, and a thunderbolt flashed in the lance, and the power was earth-shattering at a glance.

But this stick did not fall for a long time, because behind the ghost clan, thousands of green eyes gradually lit up, like an endless river of glowing fire, and there was no edge at a glance. Such a scene is like the lights of thousands of homes rising in the night, but the lights of these thousands of homes are the chorus of thousands of ghosts of the ghost clan, which makes people feel that the haze of death is coming over.

I saw a black wind enveloping by, and Zhao Yan and his nephew were taken away like a whirlwind and clouds.

The Heavenly Thunder Lance fell from mid-air, but was gently and skillfully held up by a black hand.

The night thickened, and out of the black stretched out a huge body, but with an unusually slender pair of hands like insects. His head shrunk under this body, lurking in the darkness so that people could not see clearly, only a rough voice like frost sounded slowly: "Lord, the appointed hour has passed, and the red general has not yet appeared, it seems that he has repented." ”

Another voice in his body replied: "The red general didn't agree, and he can't regret it." It's just that the deadline is approaching, and we're ready to prepare. ”

The scrub-like voice added: "But she has already chased after her, you see ......"

After a long sigh.

A voice replied: "The ghost clan can live the best of this calamity, but that is the catastrophe that will never be recovered, and there will be no more ghost clan in the world." ”

The words fell, and that day the thunder lance turned into powder in his hands and fell with the wind.

"Let's go." The fluorescent light in the sky quickly dimmed, like a fierce beast with closed eyes, and it hibernated again in the black.

The bottom of Qingxia Mountain returned to darkness again, but above Qingxia Peak, it was as bright as day, and in the corner of light, a candle was lit in Yun Qianman's room, illuminating the huge room in twilight. A large window babbles in the wind, allowing the moonlight outside the window to slant in, the white light is clear, but it also makes people feel like a cold piercing bone marrow.

When the monk reached the third layer of Qi refining, he was not very afraid of the cold, but Yun Qianman was wrapped in a thick futon, but he still felt indescribably cold.

She finally woke up.

The first thing she smelled was a burst of medicinal fragrance, she opened her eyes and looked, it turned out that she had returned to the Tongde Hall, and was lying on the bed at the moment.

The severe pain around her body reminded her of the fierce battle in the early morning, and the young disciples were so ruthless and poisonous that she even thought she was going to be killed. Seeing Xiaobei sleeping peacefully beside him, his hanging heart just fell slightly, but his little face with a blue nose and swollen face made her feel a pain in her heart when she looked at it.

"Awake?" Old Immortal asked.

"Wake up." Stone nodded.

Old Immortal walked to the bed, handed her a pill, and read, "Look at your injury, if it weren't for me...... Alas, let's not talk about it, take the medicine and rest. After he finished speaking, he walked out slowly, and there was a heavy closing of the door next door, and he had gone back to his room to sleep.

Yun Qianman stared at this elixir intently, which was several levels higher than the elixir she had stolen back. When I asked the stone, I realized that these were the two second-level cultivation pills that Lao Immortal had refined with the pill she had stolen. She couldn't help but be stunned, what she risked bringing back was a bag full of pills, but it was only turned into two small Xiuyuan pills, which didn't feel very cost-effective when she thought about it, and Xiaobei's eating problem was not settled in the future.