When a few people arrived at Yueyang Tower, a few people inside had already finished eating and were slowly tasting fragrant tea.

Seeing several elders entering, everyone inside hurriedly stood up and saluted.

"You have done a good job in this mission, so quickly find out all this group of annihilators, and capture them in one fell swoop, the sect has recorded it, and you will be rewarded accordingly when the time comes." Let me arrange your next tasks, the following tasks are not so quick to complete, your special team will immediately set off for the battlefield of the two countries, now the ghosts there and the disciples I sent are fighting endlessly, you must help the disciples there to eradicate these ghosts as soon as possible. The Tianyang Pavilion Master didn't ask Wang Qingmin how he discovered these spies, but he arranged a new task for them.

To be honest, Wang Qingmin still hoped that he wouldn't ask, otherwise it would be really difficult to explain.

"Okay, Pavilion Master, and a few elders, we've finished resting, and we can leave now." After all, Wang Qingmin is the designated person in charge of this group, and of course he will talk back.

"Okay, let's go, we'll go back and meet the captives and see what conclusions we can draw." The pavilion master waved his hand, signaling that Wang Qingmin and the others could leave.

Several elders looked at their pavilion master strangely, what is the situation, just now Zhang Zhiyuan was still asking questions, but now he didn't mention anything to the parties, and sent them away with just a few words.

Although this is the case, several elders are also human spirits, and the pavilion master doesn't ask, and of course they don't ask.

Roman, on the other hand, looked at this team in amazement, and he also felt that this team was different, it was a unique atmosphere, and it seemed that any difficulty could be solved in front of them.

This is the elite disciples of each pavilion, and the team they have gathered together to form is born with an invisible force field, which is not possessed by those ordinary disciple teams.

After saluting the pavilion master and elders, several people left the Forbidden King City like this. From beginning to end, except for Zhang Zhiyuan, who ran to the palace and demolished the Jinluan Palace, none of the others entered the palace. This is the first time that a monk has come to the royal city and does not go to the palace to rest, but runs to the restaurant outside.

Now that the ten of them have set off again, Zhang Zhiyuan has also been relieved of the task of building the palace because he is a member of the team.

After leaving the royal city, everyone flew for half a day and arrived at a city on the border of the forbidden country, Blackwater City.

At this time, there were hundreds of Five Pavilion disciples in Blackwater City, and even a few elders were also sitting here.

There is no way, this Maheishui City is the closest city to the battlefield, and those Yin Spirits who escaped from the battlefield ran here first. Now there are no people in the village outside the city, only some mortal masters who have high martial arts skills are still outside the city, cooperating with the monks to find traces of the ghosts.

In fact, at that time, those yin spirits also fled in scattered ways, but later they slowly gathered because of people's anger, so Blackwater City was unlucky.

Before you know it, someone will die, and if something like a ghost doesn't appear on its own, it's really hard to find it in this huge city.

The city lord is now so anxious that he has been roaring all day long, and the servants in the city lord's mansion are all terrified, for fear that one of them will accidentally touch the city lord and be taken out by the city lord to vent his anger.

Only when the immortal appeared, the city lord smiled and went out to greet him, but this immortal was also a drop in the bucket, there were too many of these ghosts. Although the immortals have been busy killing the Yin Spirits, the number of deaths in this city has skyrocketed.

With such a huge area on the battlefield, there were only more than 100 immortal cultivators assigned by the Five Pavilions in this city, and there were two foundation building elders.

It was these monks who stabilized people's hearts. If people hadn't known that there were still immortals in the city to help them catch demons, I'm afraid they would have run out early in the morning. But even so, the city is now full of panic, and those ghosts seem to be everywhere, and sometimes even during the day, they will inadvertently rush out of a shadow somewhere and pounce on people. By the time the monk arrived, the yin spirit would have been killed, but the person who had been pounced on was already dead.

When Wang Qingmin and the others arrived, it was already dark, but the whole city was lit up everywhere, and people tried to make as many places as possible.

A group of ten people went directly to the City Lord's Mansion this time and came down.

Hearing that the subordinates reported that a new immortal had arrived, the city lord was overjoyed and hurriedly came out to greet him.

"Immortals, this time the city is all up to you, it seems that for the sake of the old and young in this city, please help them." The city lord begged for it as soon as they met, which shows how anxious he was.

Wang Qingmin glanced at the others. "Don't worry, city lord, this is our trip to destroy these ghosts." Wang Qingmin replied.

Under normal circumstances, when the immortals arrived, they must have arranged a banquet, but at this time, Wang Qingmin and the others were not in the mood to continue to participate in any banquet.

"Then I'll take a few immortals to the resting house first."

While complaining to Wang Qingmin and others, the city lord took a few people to the guest room.

Just then, a soldier rushed in. "Lord of the city, it's not good, Zhang Shanren in the east of the city is possessed by those monsters, go and take a look."

Before the soldier could get there, he began to report.

There are not many nobles in this kind of border city, but these people have a very big role in consolidating the city. For each loss, the unrest in the city increases by one point.

"Let's go, let's go and see, Zhang Zhiyuan, Wang Xiaoguang, the two of you take the city lord and this soldier respectively, and we will fly over." Wang Qingmin said.

Ignoring the two who were complaining, the team of twelve hurriedly flew towards the place of the incident under the guidance of the soldier.

At this time, Zhang Shanren was already protected by soldiers, but for this kind of ghost, these soldiers had no choice but to watch helplessly as a puff of black smoke surrounded Zhang Shanren, constantly sucking his spirit. The good man's slightly chubby body has now begun to slowly lose weight, and it is estimated that in a few minutes, he will almost die.

Under normal circumstances, mortals with enough essence and blood can resist for about a quarter of an hour, but those who are weak will die in a few ways. Zhang Shanren is usually healthy and has a good diet, but he can resist for a while.

Ten spiritual lights fell from the sky, and Wang Qingmin and the twelve city lords arrived.

This time, there was no need for Wang Qingmin to order, someone next to him rushed up. The ancestors of these people died because of the Yin Spirit, and it can be said that they gritted their teeth with hatred, and Zhang Zicheng of Zhantian Pavilion immediately rushed forward, and a stream of spiritual power was infused into Zhang Shanren's body.

A large amount of black smoke was forced out of Zhang Shanren's body, and then he was killed by Jiang Xiwei with a spell.

Zhang Shanren, who was dying, was rescued from the ghost gate, but it was described as a boring, almost shriveled skeleton. Wang Qingmin tried a healing technique in the past, but it didn't work. It seems that the damage caused by these Yin Spirits can only be slowly remedied.

After instructing Zhang Shanren's family to take good care of him, the city lord turned around and thanked Wang Qingmin and several immortals.

"Alright, let's go back." Wang Qingmin brought the city lord to his magic weapon. "It looks like we're going to split up for the next while."

After bringing the city lord back to the city lord's mansion, Wang Qingmin ordered everyone to go and rest, and tomorrow they began to officially search for the Yin Spirit.

The lord of the castle then sent someone to bring them a fine dinner, and the night of this turbulent other world passed slowly.

Early the next morning, Wang Qingmin gathered everyone for the final assignment.

"Everyone is going to act separately this time, everyone gathers here every ten days, and the rest of the time, each looks for the ghost, although this mission is relatively easy, but don't let your guard down. It is not for nothing that the sect has arranged two foundation building elders here. Wang Qingmin said.

At this time, the city lord walked in from a door next to him, saw Wang Qingmin arranging tasks, and hurriedly retreated.

"The city lord doesn't have to leave, is there anything wrong?" Wang Qingmin asked.

"That's right, Shangxian, one hundred and seventy-eight people were killed last night, one hundred and eighty people were rescued, and the other Shangxian asked us to report the day's data to them every day, you just came here, I think I should come in person." The main road of the city. 、

"Oh, in the future, this kind of thing can be done by the subordinates, the city lord is still busy with other things, I saw the movement in the city yesterday, but it was really a bit chaotic." Wang Qingmin nodded and smiled.

"Okay, I won't disturb you immortals, just leave." The lord of the castle said and retreated.

Seeing the city lord leaving, Wang Qingmin turned around and looked at everyone, "Okay, let's go too, I hope everyone will kill more ghosts, and don't fall into the name of our special team." ”

After Wang Qingmin finished speaking, he sacrificed his boat-shaped magic weapon, and a spiritual light flashed, but it flew in the direction of the east of the city.

"Alright, let's go, let's go." The others also looked at each other and bowed goodbye.

The Nine Dao Magic Instruments turned into nine spiritual lights and spread out in all directions.

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