Cheng Li said: "If you want to live, it's easy. Hand over the second half of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs", and I will spare you. ”

Wuhua frowned. "Uncle, are you mistaken? We don't have the second half of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs". Since my sister is willing to dedicate the first half of "Nine Turns to Yellow Springs" and hand it over to the sect, how can she be stingy to hand over the second half?"

Hong Guang said: "Dad, what nonsense to talk about with them! Kill them, and the things will naturally be obtained! Grandpa said, this girl has a Qiankun bag on her! Since she has a Qiankun bag, she will definitely take everything with her." ”

He's pushing himself and others. He had always dreamed of having a Qiankun bag where he could keep his personal belongings on his body. The Ghost Temple Mansion was too small, and he didn't know where to hide a few forbidden books if he wanted to.

Humb said, "Yes. Daddy, kill them first, lest you have too many dreams at night!"

Cheng Li was a little worried that An Xian would hide the secret book elsewhere. He ignored his two sons and said in a deep voice: "If I count to ten, if you don't hand over the second half of "Nine Turns of Yellow Springs", don't blame the old man for being ruthless." 1.2......"

Wuhua's nerves were tense all over his body. He didn't know Ge Fei's strength, and he felt that he was afraid that his life was worried about this predicament now, and he just wanted to be able to escape in peace. He said: "Uncle, my sister has already handed over the second half of "Nine Turns to Yellow Springs" to me, and I hid it privately. If you let my sister and Ge Fei leave, I will take you to get it. ”

An Xian was taken aback and turned his head to look at Wuhua. Wuhua nodded at her firmly and said, "Sister, you go back first, and I'll come later." ”

An Xian only felt that his eyes were wet. "Silly boy!" she snorted and opened her left palm. The ghost door opens. She knew that this trip would be dangerous, so how could she not be prepared?

Luo 1, 2, and 3 jumped out in turn and rushed towards Chengli and the others.

An Xian was worried that Wuhua would lose, and regardless of the fact that he had a hundred ghosts, he ordered Yue Yun to lead the LinkedIn Spirit Army to attack.

The overall cultivation of the Heroic Spirit Army is not high, but they are soldiers. As soon as it came out, it was distributed into a military formation, moving neatly and with great momentum.

At the same time, An Xian's right hand grabbed from the air, and a large purple folding fan slid into her hand.

The white-clothed resentful spirit beside Cheng Li raised his head, opened his mouth, and a howl rolled out of his throat.

It's not good to be quiet. The wraith's innate talent, the wail of the wraith, has the effect of dementoring the soul and makes people lose their souls. Specifically, people who hear the "wailing of the spirits" will be temporarily distracted as long as they are not particularly profound. The length of time you lose your mind depends on the strength of your soul. If you have a strong soul power, you may wake up in a second or two, and if you have a weak soul power, you can't wake up for a lifetime.

This kind of sonic attack is difficult to attack someone at a fixed point, but Cheng Li, as the lord of the resentful spirit, must have tried countless times and has been able to make himself completely immune. Even if Hong Bo and the others are all fixed, Cheng Li alone will only need one second to harvest the lives of An Xian and the others.

Therefore, Cheng Li is full of confidence, An Xian, Wuhua and the old man's cultivation are all below the True Spirit Realm, and they must lose their minds for at least two seconds. Two seconds is enough to kill them several times.

However, Cheng Li's confidence quickly turned into doubt. His resentful spirit lifted his neck for two breaths, and he didn't howl?

The spirit didn't howl, but An Xian and her ghost brothers didn't.

Luo Luo controlled Luo Yi, flew towards Cheng Li, and gave Luo Er and Luo San a simple command - to attack Cheng Li's two apprentices. Luo Yiyi, Two, Three is invisible in the eyes of ordinary immortal cultivators, but under the yin and yang eyes of the ghost temple and the ghost cultivators, this stealth is ineffective. But their cultivation is all in the spirit essence realm, and when they fight, they are not inferior.

Cheng Li was wondering why his resentful spirit was hoarse today. But the wraith suddenly raised its hand and grabbed him. Caught off guard, Cheng Li's neck was choked by the resentful spirit.

"Wuhua, you...... Unexpectedly...... Ahem...... You ......" Cheng Li's neck was strangled tightly by the resentful spirit, and Cheng Li had difficulty speaking. But he figured it out in his heart. It was Wuhua who messed with his resentful spirit!

Wuhua has the skill of "Shocking Ghosts", and the ancestors of the Ghost Temple, who have the talent of "Shocking Ghosts" for generations, have already developed this talent skill to the extreme. One of the most basic derivative skills is ghost control.

All the ghost monks in the Ghost Temple can control ghosts, but that is controlled by mastering the lives and souls of ghosts. And the ghost control technique under the skill of "Shock and Deter Ghosts" does not need to control the ghost's life and soul to complete the control of ghosts. As long as it is a ghost, whether he has a master or not, the wild ones born in the family are under the control list of the "Shock the Ghosts" ghost control technique.

Cheng Li naturally knew Wu Hua's talent, but he never expected Wu Hua to master the derivative skill so quickly. It has only been half a month since he was discovered to have the talent of "deterring ghosts"!

Jianyi couldn't wait to let Cheng Li make a move, because he was afraid that after a long time, Wuhua learned this kind of perverted ghost control technique. They were moving fast enough, but they didn't expect it to be late.

An Xian opened the Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Fan, and the fan shook with a shake, and suddenly the dust flew and the wind raged.

Strangely, this wind had no effect on Luo Yi, Two, Three and the Heroic Spirit Army.

On the other hand, the five masters and apprentices of Chengli were blown unsteady on their feet, their eardrums were swollen and painful, their mouths were full of wind, and they had difficulty breathing. The two ghost puppets of Chengli's disciples were even blown into the air, whirling in the air.

Ge Fei jumped up, levitated in mid-air, and said, "When I was in charge of Suzhou Fang, I swore to be neutral and never participate in the battle of the Immortal Gate within a radius of five thousand miles. You guys play slowly, I'll watch. ”

Neutrality is the foundation for maintaining the transcendent status of Xianxu. If you are not neutral, who would dare to easily enter the fairy market to buy and sell?

An Xian expected that this trip must be dangerous, so he went around Ge Fei as a bodyguard, but the old man was not fooled. Fortunately, it was only the Chengli of the True Spirit Realm, if it was a glimpse of the Immortal Realm, she would have to pull Wuhua and hide in the ghost mound.

Wuhua manipulated Chengli's resentful spirit, and he didn't have time to care about Xiaobai. Xiaobai's IQ is not enough, so he only stays by Wuhua's side and instinctively resists the attack against Wuhua.

Wu Hua had just practiced the "Ghost Deterrence - Ghost Control Technique" not long ago, and after only holding on for a few breaths, Cheng Li took back control of the resentful spirits.

The wraith raised its throat, "Woo-" The wraith's wail unleashed, its voice sharp and piercing. An Xian and Wuhua's bodies were stunned, their eardrums were swollen and painful, and there seemed to be a fierce beast crushing them in their brains, and their eyes suddenly became confused. Even Ge Fei, who was watching from the sidelines in mid-air, couldn't help but pluck out his ears.

Chengli couldn't be happy. An Xian and Wuhua lost their minds and temporarily lost their mobility. But where did so many Heroic Spirits come from in the blink of an eye? These Heroic Spirits are all in one nest, well-trained, and their movements are uniform, and they can change into three formations with a single breath.

An Xian and Wuhua just stopped moving. The Heroic Spirit Army immediately swarmed around them. More than two dozen heroic spirits formed a circle to form a circular wall of flesh, no, it was a "ghost wall". Dozens of other heroic spirits hid within the "ghost wall", raising their hands and bending their bows.

"Do-do-......" There was a sound of a bowstring, and an arrow condensed by Yin spiritual power flew out. Due to the fact that the archer's cultivation is not high, the power of the Yin Spirit Power Arrow is not on the wall. But there are a lot of them! "Do-do......" The sound of the bowstring sounded intensively, and the arrows were like locusts.