Fog was thick.

Directly drowned the three people.

Ye Ping looked very calm.

With Su Changyu, he didn't panic at all.

He knew very well that this kind of danger was nothing, and the senior brother would come to his rescue at a critical moment.

However, Ye Ping also knew that the senior brother did not make a move at the first time, because he wanted to test himself and hone himself.

Otherwise, how can you grow by pinning your hopes on others all the time?

Moreover, Ye Ping didn't want Senior Brother to help him, that would only make him look cowardly.

The fog obscured everything around and blocked the view.

Ye Ping sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes looked around vigilantly, the Qingyue magic sword was pinched in his hand, and he might make a move at any time.

"Roar!"

In an instant, a strange voice sounded, what seemed to be the roar of a beast, but it was a little like a human cry.

This sound is inexplicably scary.

This is a ghost crying wolf, a kind of sonic interference, which makes people frightened, loses their fighting spirit, weakens their spirit, and wears down their will.

Ye Ping had seen the relevant information in the Scripture Pavilion, so he reacted immediately.

"Meditation."

Ye Ping warned himself in his heart, don't mess up, just sit here and watch the changes.

People are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points.

In the eyes of ghost cultivators, there are three yang fires on the top of a living person's head and shoulders, which belong to the most yang things.

Therefore, the ghost is afraid of people.

But these three yang fires represent the essence and spirit, if the spirit is weak, then the yang fire will be extinguished, and the ghost cultivator can take advantage of the void to enter.

"Those who indulge excessively are weak."

"Those who lack qi and blood are weak."

"Those who are uncertain are weak."

"Therefore, if the ghost wants to harm people, he will specially select some people with weak physiques, and then create illusions, make people lose their yang energy, and finally harm the other party."

"If the other party is not fooled, it will conjure up some terrifying scenes, scare people's souls away, and losing their souls is equivalent to venting their spirits, so often these ghosts will create this kind of illusion and frighten people's souls."

"And I don't indulge, and I practice the gods and demons, and I also read the books of sages, and my spirit is at its peak, even if it is a ghost cultivator who is stronger than me, I am afraid that I don't dare to approach me."

Ye Ping said to himself in his heart, his belief was constantly firm, his will was strengthened, and he was not afraid at all.

He believed that these ghosts did not dare to come near him, otherwise, would he need to do so many tricks?

If they can make a direct move, do these ghost cultivators need to toss so many means?

The more he thought about it, the stronger Ye Ping's will became.

It was at this time.

In the mist, dozens of ghosts gathered together.

They ignored the fog and locked their eyes on the three people in the fog.

"Big brother, the maze has been activated, what should we do next?"

A voice rang out, and a thin man spoke, looking at a middle-aged man.

"This monk is not easy to provoke, he has a Buddhist magic weapon on his body, even if we and others make a joint move, we may not be able to swallow him, so don't provoke him."

"Let's eat those two, it's still the old rule, you suck the yang energy, give me the skin, I'm about to cross the ghost tribulation, and I need to change my body."

The middle-aged man said in a ghostly voice.

The rest of the ghost cultivators nodded one after another, without any opinions.

"Lan'er, you go and seduce the person in the white crane robe, that guy looks like a womanizer, but don't suck too hard, keep some for everyone."

"Yang Wen, you turned into a white crane robe and deceived that young man, he was too close to that monk, I am afraid that once you do it, that stinky monk will ruin our good deeds."

"Remember, the maze can only last for one hour, and leave as soon as you succeed, don't be caught by this monk, otherwise your soul will be scattered."

The middle-aged man said.

He gave the order, laid out the plan.

Suddenly, two figures walked out.

A female ghost dressed in blue, wearing a light veil, quite a bit of a posture, especially dressed like this, people can't help but stand in awe,

One changed and turned into Su Changyu's appearance, whether it was his appearance or temperament, there was almost no change.

This is the innate ability of ghost cultivation, because they have no entity, so they can be ever-changing, but it doesn't last long, because the main body is a ghost, and it can't be disguised for a long time, but it can deceive the enemy for a short time.

The two figures disappeared in place, turned into a cloud of green smoke, and floated in the direction of Ye Ping.

And at this time.

In the fog.

Su Changyu sat honestly in place.

He's panicking right now.

He's so scared.

He didn't want to die here.

Even if you die, can you wait until the Qingzhou Kendo Conference is over before you die?

finally put on the splendid white crane robe he dreamed of, and he died halfway before he went to the kendo tournament to show his face, he was really unwilling.

"If I really die, I must become a powerful ghost, kill all the ghosts that killed me, and be a waste, I don't believe that I Su Changyu will be a waste if I am a ghost!"

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Su Changyu secretly swore in his heart.

Finally put on the splendid white crane Liuyun robe, if he really died on the road and failed to go to the kendo conference to pretend to beep, Su Changyu felt that he would definitely become a powerful ghost, because he couldn't swallow this breath.

The deeper the obsession, the greater the resentment, and it is very likely that he will turn into a powerful ghost at that time.

When the time comes, there will be a wrongdoer, and the debtor will have a master, and whoever harms himself will be killed.

Let its soul fly away.

Thinking of this, Su Changyu was inexplicably not afraid, on the contrary, he was still thinking about what to do after he took revenge, whether to return to the Qingyun Dao Sect, or to practice first.

Just when Su Changyu was thinking wildly, suddenly, a hurried voice sounded.

"Help, help."

It's loud, but it feels very soft.

Su Changyu came back to his senses, he subconsciously clenched the sword in his hand, and then followed the sound to look.

Soon, a figure came in front of him from the thick fog.

It's a woman.

Wearing a blue gauze robe, his figure is excellent, although his appearance is not beautiful, he can't be compared with Chen Lingrou and Xiao Duxue at all, but he is still a little beautiful.

Mainly wearing a gauze coat, if it weren't for the thick fog, I was afraid that I could see everything.

"Immortals, immortals, save the slaves, save the slaves."

Before Su Changyu could react, the woman in blue threw herself into her arms with a panicked face, and her body trembled slightly, as if she had been extremely frightened.

"Girl, please keep your distance."

Su Changyu directly pushed the woman away, and then stood up, looking extremely serious.

A woman suddenly appeared in this ghost place, it was impossible for Su Changyu to be unguarded, although he felt that the woman in front of him was a living person, but he was not stupid, and his heart was full of vigilance.

The woman in blue was stunned.

She didn't expect Su Changyu to actually push her away?

You have to know that although your appearance is not a stunning asset, you can also be regarded as a first-class beauty, right?

And wearing so little, a man is reluctant to push himself away?

She was stunned for a moment.

But he quickly came back to his senses, wiped his tears, and said in a cozy manner: "Shangxian, it's the slave family who is too panicked, and I hope Shangxian will forgive me." ”

The woman in blue wiped her tears, looking pitiful, and except for the fact that she was wearing a little little on her body, she was no different from ordinary people, Su Changyu couldn't see that she was a female ghost.

Su Changyu didn't speak, a cold group, and the look of doubt in his eyes represented everything.

Feeling Su Changyu's eyes, the woman in blue hurriedly spoke.

"Shangxian, the slave family is the daughter of the Liu family in Jingping City, the family came out to go out, but they never thought that they encountered a strange wind and swept the slave family here, and the slave family didn't know where this was, and begged the immortal to save the slave family."

As the woman in blue spoke, she came very close, showing an extremely frightened look.

When she got closer, he lowered his voice again, and he was full of charm.

"Shangxian, if you can go to the slave family, the slave family will definitely serve the immortals."

She lowered her voice in a way that made people think.

But the next moment, Su Changyu still pushed away the woman in blue with an expressionless face.

His expression was calm and his movements were extremely decisive.

Woman in Blue: "??? ”

She couldn't figure it out, when she reached this point before, she had already begun to inhale yang energy.

Why is Su Changyu so indifferent to himself?

Isn't that reasonable?

"Shangxian, are you afraid of the slave family?"

The woman in blue couldn't help but ask, her eyes full of doubts.

"It's not."

Su Changyu gave a two-word answer indifferently.

"Then the immortal doesn't like the figure of the slave family?"

"Shangxian, you may have misunderstood, although the slave family looks petite, it is deeply hidden."

The woman in blue continued to lower her voice, provoking Su Changyu with words, and then approached again.

It's just that before she could pounce, Su Changyu pushed her away again, and this time there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

Woman in Blue: "......"

"Shangxian, where do you dislike the slave family?"

The woman in blue was honest this time and didn't move forward, but she was a little angry.

I took the initiative to send it to the door, and you pushed me three times in a row?

Do I still want to lose face?

At the same time, she couldn't figure it out, she was so active, why Su Changyu was indifferent?

And yet the next moment.

Finally, Su Changyu replied with a cold and arrogant expression.

"I'm a disciple of Qingyun, and I'm not a good woman."