The cry of a child?

"Didn't you hear it wrong, such a big rumor, it's really there, how can you hear it clearly? Besides, Penglai is full of disciples, where are children? Han Yuan on the side looked around and said to Song Zitang hesitantly.

"No...... Really, it's not a child, it's a Manro ghost boy, beware! Ning Xun'er suddenly shouted from muttering, she was born with yin and yang eyes, and she could understand some spirits that ordinary people could not see, everyone couldn't help but be shocked when they heard this, and hurriedly drew their swords out of the sheath to protect them, and bowed down slightly.

I have never seen a Roman ghost child, but I have seen and heard of it in a foreign map, the so-called ghost child, generally the old way of the head of the descending master, the young child born when the yin chooses, since childhood, fed with incense ash, and then sealed it in the secret cellar with sixteen kinds of poisons, but also to control a drop of the Lord's blood, and apply a spell to bless it. These boys died in extreme fear, with a devastating mind, extremely cruel, and trained in poison, invulnerable, and really difficult to entangle.

"It's dark, the soul returns to the ground, a hundred ghosts go at night, don't ask where passers-by go, the gods are all away from the ......" Suddenly, in the forest not far ahead, a white shadow suddenly appeared, swaying and drifting over, and around it, a faint and unknown faint green light appeared one after another.

Bell bell bell ...... Jingle ......

The figure was getting closer, but it was a tall and thin woman, with long hair and the white robe flying in the air, and she was born to be a Peugeot, but her eyes were dark and terrifying, as if the abyss was endless, and she felt a chill at a glance, her face was pale, and her lips were pursed.

"Everyone, drink a bowl of Meng Po's soul soup, so that you can go on the road......"

The voice was ethereal, but it seemed to be bewitching, and Han Yuan on the side shook his head, and he really wanted to pass me and walk slowly towards the white-robed woman.

I was startled, and hurriedly grabbed Han Kite's wrist, and in order to strengthen my courage, I crossed my waist with one hand and scolded the woman, "Less...... Don't fucking pretend to be ghosts, report your name, if you want to fight, fight quickly, and get out of here if you don't fight! Do you think you are Meng Po dressed in white? Then I have a ghost drawing talisman on my face, and I am still the king of Hades! ”

The woman was beaten by me repeatedly, her expression was cruel, and she smiled coldly, "Lord Hades's protector, Luoth." ”

Hades!?

If it is true, when I saw this woman in white robe appear, I didn't feel too frightened, at best I was just a little flustered. Because in my impression, how can a real master say so much to his opponent before killing, but when I heard her say the word "Hades", my heart couldn't help but suddenly tighten.

…… Su Qi, is he here too?

"Kill." The woman spat out a word, and the Roman ghost boy surrounded by her quickly gathered around, her eyes flashing blue, and her mouth roared low and complaining, and several of us quickly approached, standing side by side, ready to strike.

In addition to Ning Xun'er's practice of medicine, Lin Hao and Han Yuan and I are mainly practicing swordsmanship, if we talk about the ring match, or fight alone, needless to say, it's just that this Roman ghost boy is a thing refined by yin and evil, and we can deal with it......

Alas, it would be nice if Jiang Xiaocheng was here.

"The demon is presumptuous!" Just when everyone was tense, they saw that they were going to have a fight with the ghost boy...... When he was fighting, suddenly an old and powerful male voice sounded, and then a circle of torches suddenly lit up behind him, and the Tsing Yi Daoist led by him surrounded Na Luo Si with dozens of disciples.

It was Jiang Xiaocheng and his master, Elder Shande.

As soon as this senior appeared, several of us were relieved, Penglai up and down, if it is about the talisman array, there is really no better than him, then Luo Si probably knew that this white-bearded old man had a lot of background, and suddenly raised his head and laughed.

It was not a laugh, it was a terrible long roar, which pierced through and hit both ears fiercely, and all the Penglai disciples retreated, I wiped the blood from my ears, and looked at Han Yuan, all of whom turned pale.

"My Yuan body, died in Penglai, died at the hands of my own brother, since this is the case today, I have to take you to the funeral, accompany me to die, hahahaha......"

As soon as Luo Si's words fell, he raised his hand and made a move, and the Roman ghost boy who was dormant flew up and flew towards those disciples like an arrow off the string. And her eyes were bloodshot at the moment, but when she saw the figure flicker, she disappeared strangely!

Elder Shande sighed, raised the peachwood cane, and fine gold silk lines appeared in the air, condensed into Taiji, and fought hard with Luo Si, who suddenly appeared a few steps away, and immediately hurried to us, "Here we are, go to the east hall to inform us, and quickly ask the head to get out!" ”

We woke up like a dream, and only then did we react one after another, with Elder Shande here, most of us didn't have a chance to make a move, and the situation in the east hall was still unknown, so it was better to retreat as soon as possible.

Everyone rushed away all the way, and from time to time they encountered the disciples who had withdrawn from the East Hall, who were either covered in bruises or fled in a hurry, all of them in a mess.

At this moment, the sky was like ink, dark black purple clouds rolled in, the sky was faintly thundering, and the wind was even more raging, ravaging the grass and trees in the forest, some uprooted, some broken at the waist, we were already disoriented in the dark, and from time to time we had to dodge the fallen tree trunks, and everyone did not have a word of superfluous words, but hurried away.

That demon subordinate Rose, what did he say? She was killed by her brother in Penglai, could it be ...... Loe, Loth......

From the time we were inexplicably arranged to Taiping Town and almost died, to the poisonous hair of Liu Qing, a disciple of the Gong Transmission, to the rupture of the barrier of the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land, and then the burning of the West Hall......

Why does it always feel like there is a behind-the-scenes hand in this series of events, silently pulling everything?

…… Who is it?

Let's go, let's go, it's futile to think about it now, it's better to rush to the east hall as soon as possible, and answer the master's words! The more the crisis, the more puzzled I am about the so-called leader, obviously Penglai has reached such a situation, and he still hasn't shown up! Is this going to be cornered?

After several twists and turns, they finally approached the door of the East Temple, and now, several Penglai Town Yards were gathered in the East Temple, and they could make peace with them, as if a glimmer of hope was in their hands.

The door of the east hall was also wide open, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in my heart, and the closer I got there, the clearer the sound of fighting, roaring, and cracking became, intertwined in one place, almost like shaking the sky.

Rush!

Outside the hall gate, the five of us glanced at each other, nodded secretly, and rushed in one after another.

It wasn't until we stepped into this last line of defense that we realized that all the fights outside were not as tragic as those from the East Temple, and it turned out that the East Temple, where the head of Penglai was in retreat, and where the main altar was located, was the real main battlefield.

It has been tightly closed, and it is usually one of the big altars in the forbidden land of Penglai, nine long sky lanterns circling and floating in the air, swaying bright blue lights at this moment, and the center is a huge bronze Ding furnace, and the coiling dragon is attached to it.

The two Taoists sat on both sides of the Ding Furnace, it was the master and Song Wujiao, who were too far away to see anything clearly, but they saw that the two of them were above their heads, and the runes condensed into a strange magic circle like a chapter. The edge of the circle was a dark golden light, which hooked with the nine long sky lanterns to form a canopy-like barrier. Around them, a circle of white-clothed disciples knelt on the edge of the altar, holding the dust in their hands and praying loudly.

Under the altar is a long staircase that leads to the four directions is a winding white jade Han stone, except for the Shande Elder who rescued us in time, the other four elders are guarding one side, surrounded by a few disciples, and they are fighting fiercely.

Countless black-clothed people poured out from all directions, attacking the main altar, even if those thugs of the Holy Domain were injured and destroyed by Penglai disciples or elders in the next moment, as long as there was still a breath, even if they stepped on the body of their dying companions, they would desperately rush to the top of the altar.

There are countless dense groups of bats in the air, compared to the bloody bats we had in Taiping Town just now, so overwhelming, crushing a large area, it really looks a little terrifying, the bat group seems to be driven by some kind of drive, constantly flapping its wings, almost frantically rushing towards the magic circle, although this is tantamount to a moth to a fire, the next moment the body touches it and falls straight down, but it is still a steady stream of fluttering, impacting, and then sending death.

Kill, kill, kill!

Bloody, too strong blood made me try my best to endure it, but I still couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea. In the battle circle, countless corpses or skeletal limbs were piled up under the altar, and it was impossible to distinguish between friend and foe, only the blood flowed into a beach, and some had already spread, only a darker red color depicted the edge of the sea of blood.

On one side is solemn prayer, and under the feet is endless killing.

I closed my eyes and tried to relieve it, but in vain. Rao couldn't see everything in the chaos, the shrill chirping of bats, the screaming of the man in black and the heart-rending howl before death, the sound of hand-to-hand combat, the sound of blades colliding, or piercing the eardrums.

When I opened my eyes again, I felt that the surroundings were blurred, and everything that happened in Penglai now seemed to overlap with the Sesame Ridge in the past, competing to reflect in my mind.

The same killing, as if there was no end to killing.

The same people who are familiar with each other, one by one died at the hands of these demons.

"Shocking water, what are you stunned, the devil is stunned, go on!"

I was tapped on the shoulder, and I suddenly came back to my senses, looked around, and had an epiphany.

This is not Sesame Ridge, but Penglai Mountain. I am not the powerless mountain girl of the past, but a disciple of Penglai.

Lin Hao and Song Zitang had already rushed back and forth into the encirclement of the dense demon clan. I pointed to the ground on my toes, and a flying body jumped up, and pulled out the sword out of the sheath with all the internal force, and the cold bone sword pointed at the sky, and then slashed down with his head.

Since I went to Penglai, I have a soft spot for swordsmanship. The so-called mysteries of swordsmanship, during which the mystery is endless, there are complicated attacks, all depends on whether the sword-wielder can control those messy and small tricks, otherwise it is no matter how good-looking, it is just a flower frame for people to play, and some masters' moves seem to be soft and weak, procrastinating and lengthy, but in fact it is extremely difficult to break, that is, a yin and yang gas through the sword, the true transmission of the sword, and finally if the sword man is united, the heart has a spiritual rhino, it is said to be a great achievement.

This move, called the word sword, is no more simple, without any fancy, but the strength of the move, all by a condensed internal force, I saw that the Jiuxuan Cold Bone Sword was lit up in an instant, the sword body was lit up with the ice blue brilliance of the whole body, and a sword qi was slashed out in the air, and the cold light rippled, and instantly swept away a large area of demons, stretching ten steps away. The sword blade passed, and no matter how bad it was, he cut off his arms, and some of the demons were directly beheaded, and blood burst out of the wound in an instant, and then a row of bodies slowly fell.

"What a start!" Song Zitang, who was fighting side by side with Lin Hao not far away, couldn't help but applaud when he saw this, this ordinary daughter was mostly worried about her master's safety at the moment, and she made a ruthless and decisive move.