Scarlet asked for a moment's notice, and was surprised.

She was a Yuan Infant cultivator, and the Phantom Illusion Technique she had learned was already perfect, even if her cultivation was a little different from his, it was impossible for him not to be affected in the slightest.

She didn't want to think about it too much, seeing that the black fog on the black sail pennant in the hands of the people of the Valley Dao was getting thicker and thicker, and the ghost crying wolf howl was getting louder and louder.

Scarlet asked gritted his teeth and then sacrificed a blood-red four-stringed pipa, squatted on the spot, and Qianqianyu's hand gently touched the strings.

"Sonorous ......!"

The sound of the pipa is like a crisp sound, crisp and pleasant, but it still can't cover the cry of the unjust soul and evil ghost coming from the black sail pennant in the yin wind and black air.

The Taoist lifted the corner of his eyes, and his ugly appearance was even more gloomy and hideous because of the black sail pennant in his hand.

He tossed the black sail pennant high, the seal in his hand gathered spirits, and his somewhat flawed lips opened and closed silently.

With his movements, the black sail pennant above his head, no one waved himself, repeating back and forth.

At the same time, countless white bone skeletons suddenly poured out of the Black Sail Pennant.

The white bone skeleton was arranged in a finished glyph, and the big mouth of the white bone teeth was grinned and attacked towards the scarlet Su Wen one by one.

Chu Yuanyang and the three of them saw such a scene when they hurried to the top of Qingturbid Mountain at the gate of the sect.

"Ahh

Suddenly, seeing a large number of skeletons with black gas heading towards Scarlet Su, Lan Xiang opened her mouth and screamed in fright.

Su Manyin also covered her mouth and swallowed the exclamation she was about to blurt out back into her stomach.

And Chu Yuanyang was stunned on the spot.

Along the way, I listened to the explanations of Su Manyin and Lan Xiang, saying that a gray-robed old Taoist murdered people in front of the sect, and kept shouting to let the sect hand over the villains of the mixed spirit root.

In the entire Hehuan Sect, she is the only one who has the qualification of the Mixed Spirit Root.

Therefore, the mixed spirit root that the old man was referring to in his mouth, except for her, there was no one else.

However, she never seems to have offended any gray-robed old ways.

Just as hundreds of skulls with black gas were rushing towards Scarlet Suwen, a crimson phantom suddenly appeared out of nowhere, circled around the skeleton a few times, and then broke up the character formation that the skeleton was arranging.

"Quack...!"

The skeleton made a strange noise and flew towards the black sail pennant that was braving the black wind and gloomy air.

"Weigu Daoist, my Hehuan Sect has no grudges with you in the past, and there is no enmity in the near future, what you did today, but you are deliberately provocative?" The crimson phantom paused for speed, revealing an angular, angular-like face.

"Sect Master!" Scarlet asked and stopped, with a hint of shame in her joy.

Aoshuang nodded at Scarlet Su and looked at the Daoist of the Sorrow Valley who was wrapped in black gas.

"Aoshuang, the old man respects you as the head of a sect, and he doesn't have a verbal dispute with you, as long as you hand over the person who killed my son, I will leave, otherwise, hum, don't say that I am a Taoist of the Valley and bullying juniors!"

The Daoist of the Valley did not collect the sails, but continued to gather spirits, and if he did not hand over the murderer, he would not give up.

"How can it be!"

Aoshuang was furious, his hands quickly sealed, and he sacrificed his magic weapon, fighting with the hair weapon of the Thriller Valley Daoist.

"Sister... Sister, this, this, what should I do?" Lan Xiang pulled Chu Yuanyang, who didn't know what he was thinking, and asked anxiously and worriedly.

Su Manyin came back to her senses from her fear, and she also looked worried: "Sister Chu." ”

Chu Yuanyang was shocked in her heart, she thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out when she offended the Daoist of the Thrilling Valley.

The valley said that she had killed his child, but she had never killed a single person since she came to the cultivation realm.

Is this old man mistaken?

She didn't pay attention to Lan Xiang and Su Manyin, who asked questions.

However, after a while, the frost was not good, the red light around her faded, and a few traces of blood drowned in the corners of her mouth, and she looked at the Daoist of the Valley in surprise.

"You're out of your body!"

She originally thought that with the third-layer cultivation of her inner mansion, coupled with the assistance of high-grade holy weapons, she could at least have a tie, but she didn't want to, he actually hid his strength from the outside, not because of the fifth-layer cultivation of the inner mansion, but when he reached the out-of-body period.

Scarlet Su was stunned for a moment, no wonder his phantom illusion was of no use to him, it turned out that this old monster was already out of his body cultivation.

Chu Yuanyang saw that even the sect master was not the opponent of the Thrilling Valley Daoist, and immediately hoped that the Thrilling Valley Daoist was the wrong person, and under the nervousness, the footsteps of the instinctive reaction quietly moved backwards.

As for the division of cultivation in the cultivation realm, she still has a relatively thorough understanding.

The cultivation level is divided into: Qi refining - foundation building - Jindan - Yuanying - Inner Mansion - Out of the body - Distraction - Merge - Crossing Tribulation - Mahayana, and each level has ten levels.

And out-of-body cultivation is the difference between heaven and earth for her, and people can just move their mouths to make her die and not die anymore.

The face of the Daoist of the Valley showed a smug look: "Quickly hand over the person!"

"You waste, don't you hurry up and confess your guilt, do you still want to implicate the entire sect?" Su Shiyun, who was standing on the side and had been watching the battle for a long time, saw Chu Yuanyang and the others coming, and hurriedly ran over, pointing at Chu Yuanyang and deliberately shouting loudly.

Chu Yuanyang frowned, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Su Shiyun, who was pointing at her arrogantly.

Her eyes were like the wind in the cold winter, and the cold was painful.

Su Shiyun was shocked, reflexively took two steps back, and pointed at Chu Yuanyang's hand and trembled, but when she caught a glimpse of Ruan Ziling standing on the side and watching her, she came back to her senses, puffed up her chest boldly, and screamed: "What do you see? Am I wrong? The entire sect is that you are a mixed spirit root, and that senior is not talking about who you are?"

Chu Yuanyang stared at Su Shiyun silently.

Su Shiyun was a little frustrated by her, and her eyes began to dodge.

"Heh!" Chu Yuanyang suddenly chuckled.

Su Shiyun is even more unclear.

The conversation on their side reached the ears of the Thrilling Valley Daoist, and the murderous eyes of the Thrilling Valley Daoist looked at Chu Yuanyang.

Chu Yuanyang only felt an invisible force pressing on her like Mount Tai pressing on her, making her legs tremble and her knees bent several times, but she still didn't kneel on her knees, but blushed and used her meager spiritual power to support her only remaining dignity.

Lan Xiang stood aside and was anxious, and finally spilled her anger at the initiator Su Shiyun: "What nonsense are you talking about? Sister's cultivation a few days ago was only the third level of qi refining, how can she have the ability to kill people? Don't talk nonsense here until the matter is clear." ”

Lan Xiang's words did not attract the attention of the people of the Valley Dao.

"Mixed Spirit Root?" Looking at the crumbling Chu Yuanyang, the Daoist of the Horror Valley sneered, and his eyes shrank like a beast.

"Poof!"

Chu Yuanyang couldn't withstand the coercion of the Daoist of the Thrilling Valley, and blood spurted out of her mouth like a shower, even so, she still didn't bend her knees.

"Click...!"

Both knees could not withstand the pressure of the strong force, and broke inch by inch.

"Hmm!"

Chu Yuanyang snorted unbearably, his body was no longer supported by his knees, and he gradually fell to the ground.