Chapter 17: The Ghost of Cloth and the Five Rivers Demon

The clothed brocade ghost was silent and silent, and did not speak as usual, but the small transparent bead in its hand was a real pearl of gods.

The fiery red color was obviously the return of the five elements to the fire, and Ye Guhong's breathing was slightly short.

Zhao Qianjia thought more than they did, was this bead a collection of old things from a ghost in brocade, or was it a new item that he had just gotten his hands on recently? The question involved a lot.

The most important thing is, what is this guy trying to do when he pulls out the beads in front of them?

Ma Changtian grabbed Xiaozhu in his hand curiously, he hadn't really touched this kind of treasure yet, and wanted to study it carefully.

The Yijin ghost did not stop him and let him take it, which made Zhao Qianjia and Ye Guhong quite puzzled.

It didn't even have the idea of retracting, but instead pointed at Zhao Qianjia with its gray mist arm, wanting to express something.

"I think it might be trying to follow you and observe something. Ye Guhong guessed.

Zhao Qianjia vaguely also felt this way, but he felt that he was not a successful person at all, and he had no reputation at all, so there was nothing worthy of this ghost at all.

He looked at the Clothed Ghost, waiting for an answer.

Sure enough, the other party nodded, which was exactly what it meant, and at the same time it pointed at Zhao Qianjia, to be precise, in his arms.

What is in his arms? Ye Guhong and Ma Changtian both came over.

There was a small five-river demon there, and Zhao Qian's family used it to guide out the water-shaped gods, and he felt that it was a fate, so he simply took it with him.

This little guy is quiet by nature, very well-behaved, and he is not bored in Zhao Qianjia's arms, a few days ago he followed him back to Wudang and Jianshan, not crying or making trouble, if it wasn't for the Yijin ghost to point it out, Zhao Qianjia would have forgotten its existence.

Pulling the little thing out of his arms and holding it in his hand, Zhao Qianjia found that it seemed to have grown a little, and the five small tentacles had been liberated at the end of the secret technique that night, and the length had obviously increased slightly.

Ye Guhong respectfully stayed away, and Ma Changtian got closer. As a cultivator, he can see this kind of heaven and earth elves, on weekdays, these little things are no different from dandelions to him, and they can be dispelled by releasing a little sword qi, at this time, seeing Zhao Qianjia holding it like a heart and liver baby, his curiosity is ready to move.

Ye Guhong's face was a little complicated, he secretly followed Zhao Qianjia that night, watching him use this little guy to perform a secret technique, and the water-shaped god he made almost killed the three of them!

Right now, Zhao Qianjia, the Five River Demons, and the ghosts and ghosts in brocade were all together, and he was faintly uneasy.

The little Five Rivers Demon was sleepy-eyed, it opened its eyes, and saw the tall gray mist who was a little familiar, babbling non-stop, very happy.

The translucent little body swayed slightly, and the small thing floated up from Zhao Qianjia's palm, like an octopus, hugging the gray mist palm of the clothed ghost.

The next moment, Ye Guhong's eyelids jumped wildly.

Because the figure of the ghost in brocade has disappeared, replaced by a gray mist in the sky, its gorgeous clothes obscuring the sky and the sun, and its two light eyes looming in the dimness.

He was all too familiar with this scene.

"The surname Zhao, what are you doing?!" Ye Guhong roared angrily, the fire in his hand flashed, and the war knife was already in his hand, alert to the impending enemy.

Zhao Qianjia was also stunned, he didn't use the secret technique at all, the Five Rivers Demon and the Yijin Ghost came into contact, and it became like this.

Although Ma Changtian didn't know what to do, it didn't look like a joke when he saw this battle, Ye Guhong looked like he was going to cut people with a knife, it was definitely not a trivial matter, so he also decisively drew his sword in his hand, and his sharp eyes scanned the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, a strong man appeared around, they belonged to the Ningcheng Branch, and they were originally here to receive tasks or report on their work, and it was impossible not to notice such a big movement.

With these people here, the three of Zhao Qian's family breathed a sigh of relief, even if the three of them couldn't stand it, these strong people could always clean up the mess.

The sound of water sounded, just like the night of the battle against the water-shaped gods, and a huge water-shaped body was slowly condensing.

The powerful divine power fluctuations lingered all around, the air became moist, and the gray mist of the colorful clothes of the brocade ghosts began to converge, which meant that the gods were about to descend!

"Wow..."As if there were monstrous waves raging, at this moment, everyone had such an illusion, and when they looked closely, the water-shaped body already had the appearance of a human, and the facial features and limbs had been condensed.

"Who are you, and why are you disturbing my sleep?" said the big guy with an urn voice.

Zhao Qianjia's expression was solemn, judging from his perception, this guy in front of him was even stronger than the water-shaped god before!

He looked at him firmly and said, "I'm sorry everyone, I'll go first!"

As he spoke, his form rose from the ground and rushed towards the god like a sharp arrow.

"Huh?" the god sensed his hostility, condensed a curtain of water, blocked between himself and Zhao Qianjia, and said, "Ignorant child, you dare to be disrespectful to me?"

"Hmph!" Zhao Qianjia ignored it, he knew that this kind of heaven and earth god had a lot of words, and he was too lazy to take care of it, and he held his fist in his hand, accompanied by the rolling netherworld aura, and slammed into the water curtain.

The water curtain shook, and the ripples in the circle swayed violently, and many splashes fell from the air.

When the god saw that this ant-like thing dared to provoke so much, he was also angry in his heart, and his mind moved, and two water dragons extended out of the water curtain, shaking their heads and tails, and the dragons chanted and shook the sky.

Zhao Qianjia was indomitable, and slammed his fist forward, and the water dragon roared angrily, opening the dragon's jaw to meet his fist.

The dragon's teeth were jagged, flickering with coldness, not at all like a condensation, Zhao Qianjia's fist slammed on it, and it actually made a muffled sound.

Ye Guhong, who was watching the battle, changed his complexion and turned into a flash of fire and rushed forward.

Ma Changtian reacted quickly, Ye Guhong moved, and he disappeared with a "whoosh".

In mid-air, the water dragon was hit by Zhao Qianjia's punch on the dragon's teeth, almost without any impact, and the powerful dragon's jaws closed fiercely, actually wanting to bite off Zhao Qianjia's arm.

The fire sword light appeared at the same time, Ye Guhong and Ma Changtian went up and down, and a sword and sword hit the powerful dragon jaw almost at the same time, causing it to deviate from the direction and not bite the target.

There was a bruise on Zhao Qianjia's right fist, which was actually scratched by the strong wind brought up by the dragon's jaw, and it can be imagined how strong the upper and lower jaws of the water dragon were biting. However, with this help, he also recovered his strength, black eyes and white pupils appeared, and he did his best.

The billowing aura rippled out, turned into a black dragon head, and rushed towards the water dragon.

On the other side, Ye Guhong and Ma Changtian had already met another water dragon, and the two of them turned into flaming swords and fought with it.

Zhao Qianjia's Netherworld Dragon Head, he is now learning and selling, he had seen this trick in the battle with the water-shaped god earlier, and he had always wanted to try it, but he was delayed by various things.

The head of the Nether Dragon is magnificent, and it is bitten together with the water dragon, but it has not condensed into a physical object after all, and it is okay to briefly entangle the physical water dragon, but after a long time, it will inevitably collapse.

There are many strong people in the Forbidden Immortal Alliance on the ground, some strong and some weak, they are all waiting and watching, and they are not in a hurry to make a move, wanting to see how far these three young people can go, because in the center of this Ningcheng branch, it is not easy to think of something.

The water-shaped god obviously didn't make a full move, and now he has made a water curtain to condense two water dragons.

Knowledgeable powerhouses know that with its single-handed water dragon condensation technique, it is a sure immortal and demon-level powerhouse, and it is not the kind that has just entered the threshold.

A senior immortal and demon level, against three preliminary military ranks, oh? Ye Guhong and Ma Changtian, these two boys are only the peak of the mortal level... It's really a shame for the Ningcheng branch!

The strong people are like watching a play, and a few of them are already eating melon seeds, after all, it has not been so lively here for a long time, and no enemy has ever dared to kill inside the Forbidden Immortal Alliance to find death, even if it is just a branch!