"Sixth sister, why are you here?

Qinglan asked curiously.

"Seventh sister, the reason why the next level is very dangerous is because of the ghost curse, and the second is because of the hint of the warm sun jade magic weapon. Let's talk about the former first, what Luo Fuzi Daoist said is true, the ghost is cursed, if you want to get rid of the shackles and enter reincarnation, you have to find someone to replace it, that is to say, if there are many people among our monks who have the Tao of the ghost curse, then he will become a ghost and continue to look for new souls to replace, which means that our enemies are not only arranged by the Divine Palace, but are more likely to be their own people!"

Qing Ning's voice is very good, melodious, crisp and sweet, but when Qing Lan heard it, she felt a chill on her scalp, what if the people around her became ghost ghosts?!

"Second, it's a matter of eighteen rewards, the number of people is far more than the reward, although Nuan Yang Jade is useless for this level, but it reveals a message, the selection of the Divine Palace does not need so many people, the first three levels are relatively mild, but from the fourth level, it is the real test!"

After Qing Ning finished speaking, he saluted Jiang An Wanfu and lightly opened his lips: "My little sister has been willful for so long, and the next level is so dangerous, we naturally have to take her by our side, and we will bother Jiang Daoyou in front."

"It's okay" Jiang An smiled slightly, but secretly said: "Sister Ling Qinglan is the red soul body among the ten spirit bodies."

Qing Ning was slightly stunned, and the same divine sense transmitted the voice and replied: "Jiang Daoyou's eyes are like torches, the little sister is indeed a naked heart, her mind is immaculate, transparent and natural, she has the best qualifications among our sisters, and we also spoil her, so it is inevitable that her temperament will jump out of some places, and the concubine will thank Daoyou again for her previous tolerance."

"The fairy is overrated," Jiang An replied softly.

Qing Ning gave another salute and pulled Qing Lan away, Jiang An looked at their departing backs, and sighed a little, Qing Lan's naked soul body and his daughter Xixi's empty body were just opposite, one was clear-minded, the other was through the meridians, and they were all excellent immortal cultivators.

On the other side, people from other forces were discussing the matter of the eight magic weapons with the Iron Blood Alliance.

"Pan Daoyou, half of the reward promised to you before belongs to you, and we naturally haven't forgotten it, but it's a bit too much for your Iron Blood Alliance to monopolize four magic weapons, and we are willing to exchange it for other costs, how about it?"

"Luo Daoyou is right, the seven sects and eight surnames are also considered a whole, and it is not good to eat alone, it is likely that these magic weapons will not have much effect in the future?"

"Brother Pan, you make a request!"

At first, Pan Huan naturally showed reluctance, but in fact, he also knew in his heart that if he didn't agree, he would directly become the target of the public, so it was better to exchange these magic weapons that might not necessarily be useful for other benefits at this time.

So, he pretended to be angry, and left a magic weapon for himself, and the remaining seven pieces were exchanged for the six sects and eight surnames at a great price, and every two forces shared a piece, and Qianyuanmen and the Jishi Academy jointly owned a piece of warm yang jade magic weapon.

"Okay everyone, it's all here, naturally there is no reason to turn back, this time, I'll take the lead from the Heavenly Demon Sect!" Luo Fuzi of the Heavenly Demon Sect said lightly, leading a few juniors and disciples to take the lead in stepping into the barren plain of the fourth level.

When the demon clan over there saw it, they were not to be outdone, and walked in at the same time.

So, groups of monks went in and went inside to find that they were not separated by the space ban, but only had a ban on the air and could not fly.

The sight of the surroundings is indeed very bad, gray, even with the eyes of the monk, he can only see an area within a radius of tens of meters, and more than a hundred meters is a blur.

It may be a psychological effect, since the beginning of coming in, no one has spoken, resulting in the entire plain, except for the sound of walking, it is so quiet that the atmosphere is very oppressive.

I don't know how deep and wide this plain is, after walking for a while, even the divine sense is distorted, and some people can't even distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

Suddenly.

"Stop!"

This is the voice of Luo Fuzi at the front, everyone subconsciously stopped, and soon, there was a small and broken sound around it, and then it evolved into the sound of breaking the air.

"It's coming!"

As soon as the words fell, a series of ghosts and wolves howled in all directions, and the monks took a closer look, and saw that tall black shadows in the gray mist were rushing and jumping at an alarming speed.

The body is shriveled but hard, covered with fine black hair, the arms are especially long, they can hang down to the feet, the sharp black claws are three inches long, and then look at its face, there are no facial features, a flat membrane, but its chin is cracked, and a dark green fishy liquid flows out of it.

It's the Curse!

"Eat me with a sword!"

Some people couldn't wait, and when they saw this ghost appear, the law was decided, and the flying sword suddenly roared away, directly taking the head on the shoulder of the ghost curse.

Jingling!

The flying sword is very fast, but the speed of the ghost is faster, the long arm flicked, and directly knocked the flying sword away, and when the flying sword turned a corner, I saw that its hands flashed, and accurately grabbed the fast-flying flying sword, and then the chin crack spewed out green liquid, contaminated with the flying sword, the flying sword was immediately annihilated, and lost its spirituality, while the ghost of the ghost was both arms with a force, directly breaking the flying sword!

"The overall strength is at least equivalent to the middle stage of Jindan! Especially since that green liquor has the effect of defiling spirituality, everyone should be careful!"

The monk who released the flying sword was not distressed, because he was just a temptation, and he just released a super-grade magic weapon, and if it was scrapped, it would be scrapped.

Naturally, the others also saw it, and felt that although this ghost was powerful, it had no problem dealing with it with their own supernatural powers, but after the sound of breaking the air for a long time, their faces became more and more solemn.

At a glance, I don't know how many phantom ghosts came from the gray mist, surrounding them! And each of them was of equal strength, that is to say, they were facing a mid-stage Jindan army!

"How many come, how many people will be killed in this seat! Those who stand in my way will die, disperse!"

Heavenly Demon Sect Luo Fuzi sneered, and immediately rushed forward, at the same time, the mana surged, and a five- or six-zhang demon claw immediately appeared in the sky in front of him, and slapped it fiercely!

Roar!

The Spell roared from its jaw and pounced on it like a torrential rain.

The battle is on!

On the plain, the two sides fought together, the battlefield was getting bigger and bigger, and the monks of each sect were not mortal armies, and it was impossible to expect them to shrink into a ball and line up to kill the enemy, especially the monks' various magical spells covered a large area, and they could cast spells well by pulling away from each other, so that the battle did not last long, whether it was the human race or the demon race, it was completely dispersed.

Jiang An was the same, he was besieged by the three ghostly ghosts around him at this time, the black shadows flickered in the distance, the sound of fighting was endless, and the fight was fierce.

As analyzed earlier, at the beginning of this level, the difficulty suddenly increased several times, take Jiang An as an example, if he was an ordinary Jindan early stage, he would have been besieged by three Jindan mid-stage strength spell ghosts - died.

"Ahh

Screams rang out in the distance, and the monks began to suffer casualties.

"Senior Brother Wu, have you become a ghost ghost?!no!"

"Ahh

When a gap appears, there is immediately a chain of crises, a sense of panic pervades, and everyone in the selection team is in danger.

Whew, whew!

After the temptation, Jiang An's expressionless three punches were struck, beating the three extremely difficult ghost spells into powder, and then walked forward expressionlessly.

Not long after, I encountered another battle group, to be precise, a ghost was chasing a monk, the difference was that the original faceless face of the ghost showed the appearance of a person at this time.

"Fellow Daoist... Ahh

The monk who was being chased and killed saw Jiang An coming and asked for help, but the ghost behind him suddenly accelerated, and the terrifying long arm and claw pierced through his back heart and chest, and suddenly, a terrifying scene appeared, the monk's body withered at a rapid speed, and all the essence flowed into the back of the ghost along the long arm, only to see a smile of relief on the face of the ghost ghost.

Syllable!

The monk's body shattered like dead grass, and the ghost's face twisted and changed into the appearance of another person, the face of the monk who had just been killed.

Suddenly opened his eyes, the blood-red eyes of this ghost ghost fell on Jiang An's body, which was full of resentment and pain, and then, this ghost turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Jiang An.

It's a life-and-death battle.

Jiang An did not move in place, his face did not change, and when the black shadow approached, a fire dragon suddenly appeared, and with a big mouth, the fire sparrow flew out and shot at the ghost ghost, the raging red golden flame burst out, and the ghost suddenly rolled all over the ground, roaring fiercely.

Under the domineering dragon sparrow technique, this ghost gradually stopped struggling, and just as it was about to turn into ashes, Jiang An received an incomparably weak divine sense:

Thank you.

Death is not the most terrible, but curse-ridden, eternal life and eternal bondage, and there is no reincarnation.

Jiang An didn't have time to sigh, because the firelight here attracted two phantom ghosts to pounce, one without a phase and the other with a face, they had only one purpose, to kill Jiang An and get superborn.

In this regard, Jiang An showed no mercy and happily sent him to reincarnation.

It's not a way to fight like this, you have to identify the direction and find the exit, Jiang An was thinking about whether to use the Eye of Void when the sound of hurried footsteps sounded behind him, and when Jiang An turned around, it was not a ghost ghost, but a middle-aged monk who looked quite embarrassed.

"Master Xuanhua!"

Jiang An recognized this person, it was the leader of Xiaolin Temple this time, the Dharma was strong, and the magic power was vast, how could he be so frightened.

"Fellow Daoists, run, there will be a big murderer in the future!"

Xuanhua shouted loudly, and at the same time, along with the sound of the wind in the gray mist behind him, a golden light and a black claw wind broke through the air.

Feeling the danger behind him, Xuanhua turned around sharply in his rapid march, clasped his hands together, and the phantom of a golden giant lion immediately appeared around his body, roared with a big mouth, and a sound wave visible to the naked eye spread rapidly, sonic boom in all directions, barely scattering the golden light and claw wind.

But this lion's roar consumes too much mana, Xuanhua's face turned pale, his breath was a little sluggish, and his speed slowed down, Jiang An was not good at seeing death and not saving him, so he approached with a dodge, pulling Xuanhua to the side, and in the next second, a particularly tall black shadow was standing where Xuanhua was standing just now.

"Thank you for your help!"

Xuanhua immediately expressed his gratitude, but Jiang An's mind was already completely on the monster in front of him!

It looks like an ordinary ghost with a curse, but its size is much larger, and what is even more creepy is that this ghost has more than a dozen faces all over his body! Young, old, delicate, rough, and even two demon clans, and the spiritual pressure of this demon has also reached the level of the Yuan Infant, which is extremely powerful.

What's going on?!

Jiang An has seen the ghost of the ghost absorb the essence of the monk, but it will waste most of it, just sucking the soul into the ghost body, but the big ghost of the ghost in front of him not only has a surge in cultivation, but can also bind so many souls, it is simply unreasonable.

"Daoyou, this ghost is invincible, not only has it reached the Yuanying level, but it can also retain the mana of the monks or demon clans that he absorbed!

Xuanhua said with palpitations.

No wonder Xuanhua, the leader of the dignified Xiaolin Temple, is so embarrassed, even if Xuanhua himself is a fake infant cultivator, and he is proficient in many Buddhist secret techniques, ordinary Yuan Infant can also fight, but this monster in front of him is equivalent to more than a dozen elite disciples of major forces, and his combat effectiveness is extraordinary.

Jiang An was thinking about it, and this big ghost had already pounced fiercely.

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