After Luo Dazhong was hit by the sword, the vitality on his body quickly dissipated, his eyes showed a strong sense of unwillingness and resentment, blood was flowing from the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, and the golden light of the relics also retreated and faded away.

He wanted to open his mouth to call out to the young lady to flee from this place, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out of his throat like a spring.

"Ho, ho!"

Trying his best to open his mouth, Luo Dazhong tried to control the last bit of strength he had left, and struggled to reach out, trying to grab Gao Huan, who was wrapped in thunder and light, and flew away, but his body kept calling, trembling, and he couldn't lift a finger.

"If it weren't for the fact that many years ago, the self-styled soul was in the body, even if he turned into a powerful ghost at this time, he would be able to stop him. ”

The thought flashed in his mind, and Luo Dazhong was confused and gradually blurred.

"Hmph, the yin ghost disturbs the order of the world, and my Xuanzong will do the way for the heavens today, so I will ......"

Gao Huan had a sneer on his face, holding the peachwood sword upside down, driving Lei Fa, and was stabbing at the desperate Luo Mingya, when a loud bang suddenly sounded in his ears.

Collapse, collapse.

It was like thousands of thunderbolts exploding in his ears, and the heavens and the earth shook like a landslide, Gao Huan was a spirit, his divine sense was wrong, his magic trick was pinched into the air, and the jade sword that was dancing and spinning lost his mana support, like a kite that lost its lead, and fell straight down.

With a huge tremor in his heart, the thunder method on the peach wood sword in Gao Huan's hand suddenly dispersed, and he almost didn't hold the magic sword steady.

"What happened?"

Gao Huan was stunned for a while, hurriedly raised his head, and swept away this glance, only to stunned him.

A huge, blazing pillar of light shot across the sky, and everywhere along the way, the night sky was illuminated as bright as day.

Approaching Qingyuan Temple, the ghost qi is gloomy and misty, the yin qi is emanated, so thick that it is about to drip water, forming countless black mist, and the ink is like dyeing.

The yin qi that radiated and overflowed, even if the top masters of the Dao Sect came, they were helpless.

But the pillar of light passed, but the yin qi retreated like a tide, disappeared without a trace, in an instant, it was the clouds and rain, and there was no half of the ghost qi on the periphery of Qingyuan Temple.

The pillar of light did not stop, it was still passing through the sky, and when it swept in front of the Sumeru Array that isolated the heavens and the earth, it made a loud earth-shattering sound, and in an instant, it broke through this gate array without pausing at all.

When the big array was broken, Zhong Yuling's face suddenly turned pale, and then she snorted, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, her face was bitter, she hurriedly took a few steps, and pinched her fingers to avoid the strafing pillar of light, and flashed to the side.

The remnants of hundreds of yin ghosts that were locked in the temple did not have time to escape out, only to see the pillar of light is a point, such as the moonlight sprinkled, the reflection of the Qingyuan Temple is clearly visible, such as the bright moon in the sky.

A little starlight sprinkled on all the people and ghosts in the temple, like pieces of scattered snowflakes, covered in white and white.

At this time, Zhang Yu's majestic voice fell from the nine heavens and resounded through this world.

"Wait for the ghosts, the ghost door has been opened, don't return at this time, let alone when!"

As this majestic voice fell, a bronze gate with a beast's head suddenly appeared in the sky, ancient and simple, half hidden and half revealed, the door was engraved with treacherous and mottled patterns, as if it had been baptized for hundreds of millions of years, revealing a reckless and desolate atmosphere.

Airplanes!

The door opened, only a small gap opened, and countless roars and screams faintly came from inside the door, Gao Huan tried to open his eyes wide, wanting to look inside, but his eyes were always like a layer of mist, and he couldn't see clearly.

"Is this really a ghost gate? The underworld has not been seen for thousands of years, and now it is about to reappear in the Three Realms?" Zhong Yuling's eyes were dull, muttering to himself, and he suddenly lost his mind.

Countless ghosts in the temple were stunned, and in a moment they were all in chaos, and hundreds of ghosts scattered and fled, like birds and beasts frightened, and fled frantically towards the outside of the temple.

As soon as the starlight that fell in the temple was collected, a blue light shone out from the ghost gate, and suddenly all the ghosts in the entire temple were captured by a huge suction, and they couldn't help but fly towards the open door.

Gao Huan was frightened and frightened, and shouted in a hissed voice: "Senior sister, quickly, use the charm that the master handed over to you." ”

But Zhong Yuling didn't see the slightest reaction, like a clay sculpture, he didn't move, he just looked at the ghost gate that was getting closer and closer, and he didn't know what he was talking to.

The ghost gate standing in the sky was like a giant beast's open mouth, and countless yin ghosts screamed miserably, howling and involuntarily throwing themselves into it.

Seeing this, Gao Huan was angry and anxious, ruthless, biting the tip of his tongue, after a sharp pain in his heart, he spurted a mouthful of blood, drenched the entire peachwood sword, the mana on his body was drumming, the breath became more and more intense, and the thunder on the sword became brighter and brighter, like holding a round of morning stars.

The next moment, he was furious, his face was full of fierceness, he raised his peachwood sword, put his hands together, and pointed towards the sky.

Boom, a thundercloud suddenly surged in the air, rumbling and ranging.

A thick, visible thunderbolt landed on Gao Huan's sword with a mighty heavenly might, boom, thunder burst out, thunder exploded, countless scattered electric light flew like fire snakes, and the nearby ghosts that were affected did not have time to cry out in pain, and their souls flew away.

Bang! A few heavy objects fell to the ground, Gao Huan turned over with difficulty, coughing up blood from his mouth, and with the help of this mighty thunder and heavenly might, he finally escaped from the ghost gate.

"It's a pity that my hundred-year-old peach wood, in today's world, it's simply a priceless treasure, damn yin!"

Gao Huan's face was miserable, described as withered, his body was scorched black, his breath fell, and he scolded with hatred.

"Ghost Gate Pass!" Gao Huan scolded again, he used all his mana, and with the help of the essence blood in his heart, he lost the Xuanzong Secret Treasure Peach Sword, which attracted the Nine Heavens Thunder, but he didn't dare to drive the Heavenly Thunder to bombard the Ghost Gate Pass.

The heavenly thunder is the power of heaven, and the ghost gate is not the way of heaven, so he can only detonate the heavenly thunder to get out.

After the thunder exploded, dozens of yin souls suddenly disappeared in the air, which was detonated by the heavenly thunder near Gao Huan, and the soul was completely scattered.

Unkempt Gao Huan glanced up, his face was calm and he didn't say a word, but he didn't find Zhong Yuling's figure, he wanted to be affected by the thunder, and after he came to his senses, he took the opportunity to get out, he was about to call, but his whole body was in sharp pain, and then he realized that he was seriously injured.

Facing the heavenly thunder, he was just a mortal body, if he hadn't borrowed the peachwood thunder sword, his soul would have been wiped out.

was lamenting, and a low cry came from his ear: "Senior brother, go!"

Before he turned sideways, a breeze was blowing, Zhong Yuling appeared beside him, rolled up Gao Huan, flew away in the air, and disappeared in an instant.

The ghost gate was affected by the thunder blast, but it was recovered in an instant, and the infinite suction force came out, and all the people and ghosts in the Qingyuan Temple flew into the sky in an instant, fell into the door, and quickly disappeared.

In a moment, the entire Qingyuan Temple was empty inside and outside, and there was no longer a ghost, only an empty ancient temple remained.

In the main hall of the temple, a guy in a suit and leather shoes, who looked like a human being, quietly got up, glanced left and right, and called a few times tentatively, but did not get any response.

Quietly walked out of the temple, only to see the ancient temple with heavy yin qi and gusting wind in the past, as if it had changed, and there was no slightest breath of discomfort, just ordinary like the most common ancient building.

Frightened, he quietly came to a hollow on the side of the mountain, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, opened the door of the sedan in front of him, started the car, and quickly left.

The car is like a drunk drunk, swaying left and right on the highway, obviously the owner of the car is intense, the direction of the vehicle is the border city, and the man in the suit sitting in the driver's seat is the Xu Jin, who was called a brother and sister to Li Sheng in the hall before, and was scolded by Zhang Yu as a man and a ghost, a businessman in the world.