Mao Zheng didn't know how to tell Wushan, after all, Wushan had already admitted that he was his brother-in-law in his heart, and if he suddenly said that he was a fake, Wu Meng was afraid that he didn't know how to face Wushan.

What a conundrum.

Mao Zheng shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then said to Wushan: "I'm going back to cultivate." ”

Wu Shan didn't speak, just nodded and left. Mao Zheng smiled, and then sacrificed his puppet, ready to compete with him.

However, at this moment, there was a sudden anxious exclamation: "What do you guys look at here?"

Hearing this exclamation, Mao Zheng's heart was immediately attracted by the "what" in these words, and then he took three steps and two steps to the source of the sound.

As soon as he came to the source of the sound, Mao Zheng found a glimpse of the Yellow Spring, and from time to time there was a ghost breath coming out, as a mage, Mao Zheng was particularly sensitive to this faint ghost energy, and he couldn't help but secretly exclaim: "This is the Yellow Spring?"

It just so happened that at this time, the cheap fat man also squeezed in out of curiosity, and when he saw this look at Huang Quan, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Huang Quan, why is this thing here?"

"Is this really Huangquan? I thought I was wrong. Mao Zheng heard that the fat man also thought that this was Huang Quan, and couldn't help asking.

The fat man was very sure, "This is not what a yellow spring is, the yellow spring water with a ghostly aura, although it is bitter to the ghost, is definitely a great tonic for improving cultivation." ”

"Since it's Huangquan, it will definitely attract ghost cultivators around here. What should you do? Do you have a way to seal this spring?" asked Mao Zheng.

The fat man shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "I can't help either, after all, my spells are not particularly profound." ”

Since the cheap and fat people can't help it, Mao Zheng himself is even more out of line, and immediately asked everyone to retreat to the Jiufu Mansion.

Sure enough, as the fat man said, the ghost cultivators who had been dormant in the Langya Holy City for a long time were all attracted by this yellow spring, and in an instant, bursts of ghost qi pressed towards the outer city like a black cloud, and the city seemed to be destroyed by this ghost cultivators.

The monks were a little flustered, and Mao Zheng said, "Don't panic, everyone, they are just a group of special monks. ”

Mao Zheng didn't know if they had heard of the name ghost cultivator, so he simply comforted them and said that these ghost cultivators were special monks.

In fact, what Mao Zheng said was not bad, but the tone was light, as if dealing with ghost cultivators was really as simple as dealing with ordinary monks.

The ghostly aura covered the sky, and the originally bright and clear blue sky suddenly became like a black cloth, and "black clouds" were dense.

Mao Zheng and the fat man knew that where this "black cloud" was the real black cloud, it was simply the product of extremely condensed ghost energy.

After a few more pillars of incense, this group of ghost cultivators no longer had any patience, and they flocked one by one, surrounding the spring water, although the yellow spring water was bitter, but they tasted like honey, one bite after another.

The cheap fat man said

"Shall we go and see it?"

Mao Zheng glared at him and said, "It's okay, why are you provoking people? We don't need this Yellow Spring, you won't be so greedy, right? If you want to take this Yellow Spring for yourself, you have to die first." ”

"Ahem. The fat man coughed dryly, he just thought about it, if he really called him dead, he really couldn't do it. After all, there are too many people in my heart, Mao is yes, and Yue is even more.

Although they would not harass this group of ghost cultivators, there was always a group of ghost cultivators who did not have long eyes and aimed at the yang energy here, and the group of ghost cultivators who couldn't grab the yellow spring water tentatively and slowly approached Jiufu.

"Damn!" the fat man scolded angrily, thinking that Lao Tzu didn't go over to take away your Huangquan creation, but you were on top of Lao Tzu's yang energy?

In an instant, anger surged into his heart, and he was about to rush up to fight with that group of ghosts when he sacrificed Taiyi Buddha Chen, but fortunately, Mao Zheng stopped him in time and did not let him alarm all the ghost cultivators.

A few ghost cultivators who were not long-eyed swaggered into the Nine Mansions and saw them stepping into the Nine Mansions. Mao Zheng couldn't help but sacrifice the fifty-nine swords, shook out a few sword flowers to block the retreat of those ghost cultivators, and at the same time shouted at the cheap fat man: "Do it!"

"Gotcha!" the fat man replied, and then struck. Taiyi Buddha dust swept away, and several yellow paper talismans rushed towards the ghost cultivator, the spiritual power was vast, and the spiritual light flickered in front of their eyes.

A few ghost cultivators, under the joint suppression of Mao Zheng and the cheap fat man, didn't even survive half a breath, and turned into bursts of spirit and flew into the sky.

Where would the ghost cultivators who were frantically seizing the Yellow Spring Water notice the scene here, only the few ghosts who couldn't grab the Yellow Spring Water would notice the scene here.

However......

Their strength was too weak, and they stepped into Jiufu in one step. The next moment, facing the joint suppression of dozens of people, it seemed to be an instantaneous thing, and these ghost cultivators once again followed in the footsteps of those ghost cultivators.

Countless spirits flew into the sky, and finally these ghost cultivators who were buried in grabbing the yellow spring water discovered that something was wrong, and the surrounding bursts of spiritual power were still in the air.

Those few ghost cultivators who were not weak in cultivation looked at the spirit that flew into the sky, and couldn't help but think in their hearts, "This can't be a trap, right?"

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but stop swallowing the bitter yellow spring water. Thinking that this yellow spring water might be a trap, the ghost cultivators who had swallowed the yellow spring water did not have a taste in their mouths one by one, which made the already bitter yellow spring water even more astringent.

Mao Zheng looked funny, these ghost cultivators who thought they were smart still stupidly thought that they had already seen through Mao Zheng's trap, but they didn't know that Mao Zheng and they hadn't set a trap at all, but they were just smart themselves.

The strongest ghost cultivators looked at each other, and they could see the killing intent in each other's eyes. Presumably they thought Mao Zheng had tricked them.

Mao Zheng smiled, knowing what they were thinking but didn't come out to refute it. If they were going to call, it would be to explain to a bunch of spirits.

But and one

What else can be explained by the spirits?

"Get ready for battle!" Mao Zheng reminded him, not only because of this group of ghost cultivators, but also because he was afraid that in the outer city, the Heavenly Emperor would be black and the shadow would take advantage of it.

The next moment, a group of ghost cultivators rushed into the Nine Mansions. Needless to say, what is facing them is bursts of aura and spiritual power. In an instant, he knocked them back.

This move angered these strong ghost cultivators, and they joined forces to condense a ghost king seal, and the ghost king seal flew out of his hand and smashed into the barrier that bounced back the first batch of ghost cultivators.

Bang!

The barrier shattered, which made the already arrogant ghost cultivators even more unscrupulous, thinking that these Terran monks were just dying ants, as if they could be killed at will.

A large number of ghost cultivators rushed into the Nine Mansions, and in an instant, the ghost qi was so thick that the surrounding immortal qi retreated to the side, but the gang qi was not afraid at all, and rushed towards the ghost qi.

The light of various secret arts blended together, blooming with colorful brilliance, colliding with the ghost king seal that was only gray in color.

The fat man carried the Taiyi Buddha dust and rushed into the ghost clan monks, and dozens of spirit runes centered on him and swung around, causing bursts of black ghost qi to swing around.

The ghost qi dissipated, and pieces of spirit flew into the sky, like raindrops, but they were heading towards the sky.

"Presumptuous!" The ghost king, one of the four strong men of the ghost clan, shouted violently, and sacrificed his natal ghost weapon to rush towards the cheap fat man, the momentum was mighty, as if he had killed the cheap fat man, without the slightest hesitation.

The cheap fat man showed a playful smile on his face, and waved the Taiyi Buddha dust, and one after another spells were formed out of thin air, and the Taiyi Buddha dust swept away, and several tricks immediately bombarded the ghost king.

In the face of several extremely killing spells, the originally mighty Ghost King had to slow down his forward rush for a while, and raised his ghost axe to slash towards the spell.

Dangdangdang.

Several magic techniques were scattered by this ghost king, and it seemed to be beautiful, but the power of this backshock was only known to him, and his arm was almost lost, so that he had to retreat.

"Still want to go?" The fat man's face changed greatly, the Taiyi Buddha dust in his hand danced gently, and the qi in his body turned into a cage to trap the ghost king in it, "One force will drop ten times, Taiyi True Monarch God Edict!"

Taiyi Zhenjun ordered it to be beaten, and the cage turned into a gang qi quickly shrunk, and then compressed the ghost king to an extreme, but the speed of this shrinkage did not slow down, and the ghost king's ghost body became more and more illusory and transparent, and suddenly collapsed the next moment.

The other three ghost kings were furious when they saw that one of the ghost kings on their side had been destroyed. Where can the three ghost kings take care of the top, and they all rushed towards the cheap fat man.

The ghost king seals shrouded the cheap fat man, and the rest of the ghost cultivators continued to shout for help, as if they had killed the cheap fat man.

"Bells and whistles!" The fat man Taiyi Buddha dust swept away, the golden light rose, and the golden body spell was cast, and the three ghost king seals were taken together, but they were unharmed.

"Do you need my help?" Mao Zheng looked at the fat guy

Zi seemed to be able to withstand it, so he asked.

The cheap fat man scolded: "If you don't help, do you really want to pick three ghost kings by myself?" I'm not a strong man, how can I top it?"

"Cut. After Mao Zheng finished speaking, he rushed towards the group of ghost kings with the five-nine swords. The blade of the sword moved slightly, pulling out one sword flower after another, forcing the group of ghost monks to retreat.

What's more, the ghost body was collapsed by this sword flower, and it turned into a spirit and flew towards the sky.

Who knew that at this time, this group of black shadows suddenly rushed out and killed the group of monks unexpectedly, and the sudden attack was like a meat grinder, plundering the lives of dozens of monks mercilessly.

Mao Zheng reacted and rushed towards the group of monks with the five-nine sword. Sword flowers burst out from the Five Nine Swords, strangling the two black shadows in an instant.

Confusion.

The whole scene can only be described in such one word, the three-way melee has made the immortal qi of this heaven and earth disordered, without the immortal qi as the first protection, the space was broken in an instant, but it was restored in a short blink of an eye.

Nine masters!

Mao Zheng saw the dazzling golden light emanating from the gate of the Nine Mansions, and immediately thought of the Golden Dragon Sword, and then thought of the Nine Masters.

Seeing Mao Zheng's gaze, Yang Jiuyang smiled, his fighting intent was repeated, and the golden dragon sword in his hand had a strong killing intent, and the shame of that day was ...... Eventually, it will be cleared by the snow.

Yang Jiuyang spat out the word "death", and the golden dragon sword immediately slashed at the head of the black shadow closest to him. Without any suspense, the black shadow was decapitated, but not a drop of blood was visible.

Hum!

Yang Jiuyang snorted lightly, and the golden dragon sword danced lightly in his hand. The body of the black shadow was called the spirit together with the head, and he followed in the footsteps of those ghost monks.

With the addition of the Ninth Master, the situation in this situation is very different, and it is gradually leveled from the disadvantage, but with the addition of the Ninth Master, the Terran monks are becoming more and more courageous, and they will kill the black shadow in less than an hour, but many ghost monks take advantage of their time to eliminate the black shadow and escape.

Mao Zheng didn't mean to chase and kill them, in this dangerous city, Gangqi is the capital to survive, and they are not willing to waste every trace of Gangqi.

Besides, they didn't have much grudge against this group of ghost clan monks, and there was no need to kill them all, and they didn't want to waste their energy, so they didn't chase them down.

(End of chapter)