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Although the three strong mangs were very small, they looked inconspicuous, and they seemed to have no strength at all, but Bi Zhenhong and the three body-snatching ghost cultivators who went to support the "head" ghost cultivators were instantaneous, their faces changed greatly, and they were horrified in their hearts.

"Who the hell is Tamar?"

The eyes of the three body-snatching ghost cultivators flashed with green. In the end, as if they had a tacit understanding, they did not support the "master" ghost cultivator, but slammed on the ground under their feet, directly leaving three footprints three inches deep on the ground, and their bodies shot backwards, trying to avoid the three strong rays.

Having just seen the power of Jinmang, they knew in their hearts that if they forcibly took it, then the damage they would suffer would not be too different from that of the "master" ghost cultivator.

However, the truth is.

As soon as their bodies retreated, the three rays of energy that shot out from the finished glyph suddenly turned around, still bursting towards them, and there was a great determination to kill the three of them.

"The power of the swing can actually turn?"

"Wo Ri, what kind of person is it, so powerful?"

"It's so desperate, but it's time for me to resist it!"

The three body-snatching ghost cultivators were terrified, and the degree of retreat reached the peak they could achieve, but no matter how they changed their direction, they couldn't get rid of the shroud of the three powers, and the strength was getting closer and closer.

"You don't have to worry, this ghost mother is here to help. ”

Bi Zhenhong finally couldn't be calm, and couldn't watch the three ghost cultivators being abolished by the three powers.

Suddenly, her body moved, and she rushed to the middle of the three body-snatching ghost cultivators, and then clasped her hands, her body shook, and there was a terrible ghost crying sound in her body, and among the boiling black smoke and ghost qi outside her body, there were even more hideous and terrifying grimaces revealed, which looked extremely weird.

"Thank you, ghost mother!"

Seeing Bi Zhenhong's arrival, the three body-snatching ghost cultivators finally let out a long breath, and their retreating figures suddenly stopped, standing with Bi Zhenhong, the four of them worked together, and the powerful energy fluctuations, centered on the four of them, stretched out in all directions, and the air flow in the mountains was increased, bringing the sound of whirring wind and rolling air waves.

The three energetic rays of the finished glyph finally arrived, and they reached a foot above the front of Bi Zhenhong and the four of them.

"Ghost Yin Knife!"

"Bloody Palm!"

"Destiny!"

"Ghost Fist!"

Four shouts suddenly burst out from the mouths of Bi Zhenhong's four people.

Immediately see.

Bi Zhenhong's right fist was raised, and above the fist, the pitch-black ghost qi bloomed with black light, and a fierce soul with teeth and claws roared silently above the fist, emitting invisible energy ripples.

After she threw a punch, the fist with the murderous spirit shot out, blasting towards three thumb-sized rays of energy.

Beside him, three body-snatching ghost cultivators, one condensed the pitch-black Tang knife and slashed out a powerful sword; one raised his palm, condensed the pitch-black palm print, and swung it out strongly; one danced with both hands, condensed a strange energy between his palms, and then pushed the strange energy out fiercely.

Suddenly, four powerful forces went up against the sky and met the three powerful rays.

"Boom!"

The fist, the sword, the palm print, the strange energy and the three strengths collided together, bursting out with a monstrous loud sound, and the terrifying destructive power instantly scattered in all directions, turning into terrifying ripples, shaking in all directions, directly destroying the giant tree and smoothing the mountain rocks.

When Bi Zhenhong and the three body-snatching ghost cultivators saw this, their eyes finally relaxed, and the three strengths were finally shattered under the combined efforts of the four of them.

The figure turned, fell from the sky, and stepped on the ground.

Bi Zhenhong looked at Lan Yue lying in the giant pit, the black light flashed in his eyes, and he groaned.

Just now, when the "master" ghost cultivator went to grab Lan Yue, he was attacked by a strong man, although that strong light could not directly kill the "master" ghost cultivator, but it was also an extinction of his ability to act.

And after that, the three body-snatching ghost cultivators wanted to rescue the "head" ghost cultivators, but in an instant, three powerful rays attacked from the air, obviously mistaking the three ghost cultivators to grab Lan Yue.

From this, it can be inferred that the person who obstructed him must have known Lan Yue.

"Who the hell is it that has such strength?"

Bi Zhenhong looked up at the sky, and one after another figures flashed in his mind, constantly filtering. Eventually, she froze in a figure.

This figure, dressed in casual clothes, held a sharp long sword, the sword was shining, and the sword shattered the Yama envoy with a single sword.

"Could it be Chen Hao'er?"

Bi Zhenhong frowned, a little hesitant: "Although at the time of the First Sword Gate, Chen Hao'er's cultivation has reached the first-class realm, but if he wants to achieve 'before the person arrives, the strength comes first', and can control the direction of the strength and lock it accurately, how can this be that he can do it as a first-class strength martial artist, even if the cultivation is improved quickly, he can't do it! But, if it wasn't him, who should it be?"

She thought hard and couldn't figure it out!

But at this time.

"Ghost Mother, there is a figure shooting from the sky!"

One of the three body-snatching ghost cultivators, in Bi Zhenhong's painstaking meditation, suddenly stretched out his ghostly fingers, pointed to the sky, and spoke quickly.

This voice directly brought Bi Zhenhong back to his senses in shock. She quickly turned her head and looked in the direction the ghost cultivator was pointing.

Suddenly, a black spot the size of a mosquito appeared in one direction of the sky, and that direction was where the four strong rays of light struck.

The black dots slowly grew larger, from the size of a mosquito, to the size of a summer cicada, to the appearance of the entire humanoid limbs, and then to the vague and visible style of clothing on the body.

"Casual clothes!"

Bi Zhenhong saw the clothing style of this figure, her face changed suddenly, the black light flashed in her eyes, and Chen Hao's figure appeared in her mind again.

"Is it really him?"

"How could it be him, shouldn't it be him?"

"If it was him, how could he have cultivated so quickly? That is the ghost cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, although it is not as powerful as the peak of the early stage of foundation building, but even a mid-innate martial artist cannot cause so much damage, from a first-class martial artist to the middle innate stage, I am sure that I am not crazy, and the world is not so crazy. ”

......

Bi Zhenhong watched the figure in the sky rushing over, a question flashed in her mind, and she was quickly denied it, but after the denial, she was a little unconfident.

In this way, in her entanglement, the figure became clearer and clearer, and more and more discerning. In the end, the figure shot to a hundred feet in front of her, standing in the air, like an immortal in the world.

Chen ...... Old...... Chen Hao!"

Bi Zhenhong's eyes suddenly widened, all of which were shocked.