The dark fog shrouded in the sky above the city, and a long line walked ghostly in the black fog-shrouded city.

"These are the evil ghosts who were sent to the ghost clan Qinghu."

In the darkness of the corner stood two men, looking at the group of demons walking slowly, one of the young men said. The young man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and his aura is high, he is none other than Du Ying, the hunter of the ghost hunting clan.

In the first battle in the desert, only Du Ying survived among the hunters of the ghost hunters, and the rest of the hunters were all killed by Mo Xiu, and the Qinglong Sect was also completely destroyed.

Du Ying's adoptive father, the hunter Lei of the Xuanwu Sect, was sad and sad when he heard this unfortunate news, and the hunters of the ghost hunter clan died one by one at the hands of Mo Xiu, and Mo Xiu's strength seemed to be unable to resist. If this continues, the Oni Clan will soon completely invade the human world.

"We can only ask for the help of the Wu Clan and unite the power of the Wu Clan against the Ghost Clan Patriarch." Ray said with a frown. Now that the ghost hunters have been hit hard, they no longer have the ability to compete with the ghost clan.

"Wicans?" Du Ying heard about it for the first time.

"The Wu clan is a mysterious psychic clan for thousands of years, and the Wu clan patriarch has the same strength as the ghost clan patriarch. However, although the Wu Clan and the Ghost Clan are evenly matched, they have always been well water and not river water. ”

"Since the Wu Clan and the Ghost Clan do not offend each other, will the Wu Clan Patriarch help us hunt down evil spirits?" Du Ying asked suspiciously.

"Speaking of which, the Wu clan also has some friendship with our ghost hunting clan, thousands of years ago, our ghost hunting clan also married the Wu clan, and a witch of the witch clan married into our ghost hunting clan. The Wicans should not refuse to help us. Ray said.

Gray clouds piled up over the vast cemetery, and a bleak cold wind blew through the desolate cemetery.

This is a public cemetery built on a hillside, and when Du Ying came to this cemetery, several grave sweepers with sad faces were slowly returning from the cemetery.

Du Ying walked towards the cemetery, this cemetery looked ordinary, Du Ying was a little skeptical, could this cemetery be the location of the mysterious witch clan for thousands of years?

A drop of water fell on Du Ying's face, Du Ying raised his head, and dense rain fell in the gloomy sky. Du Ying continued to walk towards the depths of the cemetery, he found that this cemetery was surprisingly large, but the cemetery was becoming more and more barren, this seemingly endless tomb actually extended to the depths of the mountain, and the desolate wind blew from the mountain even colder, and Du Ying couldn't help but get goosebumps on his body.

At this time, Du Ying saw a little girl sitting in a daze on the cemetery in front of her, and the rain completely wet her clothes, but she didn't seem to care.

Du Ying walked over to her with a little surprise, "Are you alone?" Du Ying looked around, and the little girl was alone in the desolate cemetery.

"It's raining, hurry up and get home, or you'll catch a cold." Du Ying said to the little girl, maybe this little girl is a child from a nearby village.

The little girl looked at Du Ying silently for a long time, "This is my home." She replied simply, her voice crisp, but with an adult indifference in her tone.

This somewhat weird little girl made Du Ying's heart move inexplicably.

"Who are you? Do you have any relatives buried here? The little girl looked Du Ying up and down again, and asked a little aggressively.

"I don't have any relatives buried here, I'm here to find someone." Du Ying shook his head and replied.

"There are only dead people in the cemetery, could it be that you are here to find the dead?" The little girl scoffed.

"I'm not looking for a dead man, I'm looking for the witch patriarch." Du Ying looked at the little girl.

"What are you looking for her for?" The little girl's eyes sharpened.

"You know her?" Du Ying hurriedly asked, this little girl is really unusual.

"What if I know her, she won't see you." The little girl stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, I'm Du Ying, a hunter of the Xuanwu Sect, and I have an urgent matter to see the patriarch of the Wu clan." Du Ying said anxiously.

The little girl stopped. "Our Wu clan has never had any contact with your ghost hunting clan, and you ghost hunters have something to do with the patriarch."

Obviously, this little girl is from the Wu clan.

"We, the ghost hunters, want to ask the witch clan patriarch to help us eliminate the ghost clan together." Du Ying hesitated and said.

"Exterminate the ghosts? Why should we Wu help the ghost hunters to destroy the ghost clan? The girl snorted.

"Let me meet the Witch Patriarch." Du Ying said earnestly.

"No! Please go back. The little girl simply refused.

"Patriarch, let's help the ghost hunters deal with the ghost clan." An old woman suddenly shuddered from behind the cemetery.

Du Ying was taken aback, the little girl in front of her turned out to be the patriarch of the Wu clan!

"Mother-in-law Hell, you know very well that we are not Mo Xiu's opponents." The little girl is the flute of the Wu clan.

The battle between Mo Xiu and the night sky ended with Mo Xiu killing the night sky.

Di and Mother-in-law Hell found the night sky that was killed by Mo Xiu but found that there was still a faint soul in the night sky, so Di returned to the Wu clan with the soul of the night sky, hoping to reunite the soul of the night sky with the help of the Wu clan's spirit summoning technique. However, the night sky has been devastated, so even if the flute's witchcraft is strong, it is difficult to reunite the soul of the night sky for a while.

"And I have more important things to do." Di said. At present, all of the flute's energy is used for the resurrection of the night sky, where will there be any intention to help the ghost hunters deal with the ghost clan.

"We must help the ghost hunters, Mo Xiu is ambitious, and when he conquers the human world, it will be difficult to protect the next one to deal with our Wu clan. His power is so strong, and our Wu clan is no match for him, so it is better to join forces with the ghost hunter clan to destroy Mo Xiu now. "And thousands of years ago, the sister of our Wu clan patriarch also married into the Xuanwu Sect, and the Xuanwu Sect belongs to the same psychic clan as us. ”

"But......" Di glanced at the grave behind him, hesitating.

"We don't need to confront Mo Xiu head-on this time, as long as the patriarch is willing to help our ghost hunters kill a few powerful demons of the ghost clan." Du Ying said to the flute.

"What's the use of killing just a few demons." Di asked in surprise.

"Killing these demons can naturally lure Mo Xiu out of the ghost clan, as long as the patriarch can tie Mo Xiu to the human world, let us enter the ghost clan and rescue the Lingxue Holy Maiden who was imprisoned in the ghost clan, Mo Xiu will definitely die." Du Ying replied.

"Is your Lingxue Holy Maiden so powerful?" Di said with some disapproval.

"The Spirit Snow Holy Maiden of our Ghost Hunter Clan is the only nemesis of the Ghost Clan Patriarch."

"Even if I can contain Mo Xiu in the human world, it won't be so easy for you to enter the ghost clan." Di said with a cold smile.

"We have our own way to get into the ghost clan." Du Ying replied.