Yun Zhenzi suddenly flew to his feet, and pulled out the sword nailed to Luo Luo's body.

Lolo was freed and flew into the warband. "Here, I caught him! Oh, look at it, don't cut me-"

An Xian frowned. The people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect made a move, completely ignoring Luo Luo.

The cultivation of those three ghosts is very high, and all of them are at the peak of the Spirit Essence Realm. However, the actions of these three ghosts are a little sluggish, and they feel like puppets.

An Xian stood here for a long time, but the three ghosts did not attack her, nor did they attack Luo Luo. If the three ghosts have some wisdom, they should also attack Luo Luo. But if they don't have wisdom, their sneak attack on the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is very clever.

A little spiritual light flashed in An Xian's mind, and a memory of her previous life was remembered by An Xian, and she hurriedly retreated.

At this moment, Su Jing shouted: "Sister-in-law, you go quickly! The big array has been opened, and they can't run away!"

An Xian nodded, turned around and left. She could see that even if Luo Luo pointed out the direction, the elders of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect would not be able to withstand the three ghosts.

She took the elevator down to the sword grid platform and rushed all the way.

Luo Luo said that he saw the three ghosts going out from next door to the Nine Directions Palace...... Next door to the Jiufang Hall is nothing more than the side halls on the left and right sides...... "While running, I thought about it leisurely."

Qiu Wei and Qiu Heng searched for two rounds, but they couldn't find any immortal cultivators on the sword grid platform. The elders who came to the ninth peak to help all went to the sword head platform, and no one stayed on the sword grid platform.

"Senior brother, I'll go search at the bottom of the mountain!" Qiu Heng said.

Qiu Wei nodded. "Well, you search the mountain, and I'll go to the next mountain to search. Those three ghosts don't have to worry, and finding the person behind them can really solve the trouble. ”

Qiu Heng bowed his head. "Senior brother, I will bring more people to search. ”

All the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were shocked. The disciples of each peak were organized and patrolled everywhere.

The elders of the Qiuzi generation who were originally in retreat all came out one after another. The Ten Thousand Swords Sect is like a great enemy.

Chains appeared out of thin air from the void, connecting the various peaks of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

These chains are all attached to the induction type formation, and only by using the unique footwork of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect can you walk on the chains, otherwise, if you go halfway, you will definitely be shot down into the valley.

At this moment, the well-trained disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were revealed. Teams of disciples were immediately organized. Some of them patrolled and searched the peaks, some rushed to the ninth peak, and some spread out and searched around the mountain gates.

An Xian returned to the ninth peak sword grid platform, and after only a short period of effort, he ran into two search teams. When these people saw An Xian, they only told her to go back to the room quickly to hide, but they did not embarrass her.

Frightened, Shuling huddled together with her servants, shivering. In the midst of the confusion, Shuling did not notice that her servant was absent.

Yin Zhiyuan was originally a captain of the Praetorian Guard of the Nanrong Dynasty from Wupin, and he was the nephew of Yin Guifei, the mother of Princess Shuling.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and among mortals, he can be regarded as a master among masters, but he has been unable to open up the spiritual veins and become an immortal cultivator, so he can only wander in the mortal world.

This time, Princess Shuling married into the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and in order to become an immortal cultivator, Yin Zhiyuan gave up the splendid future of being promoted to become an immortal cultivator, and acted as Shuling's bodyguard, and as a dowryman, he entered the ninth peak of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

However, it was only a few days before Yin Zhiyuan understood that it was impossible to become an immortal cultivator by relying on Princess Shuling!

Li Yuan didn't even want to see Shu Ling, what chance could Shu Ling have? As for the rest of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, they didn't treat them as human beings at all, even those miscellaneous servants dared to take a stand in front of them.

Yesterday, Yin Zhiyuan made up his mind and left the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

He is different from other marrying personnel, he is a noble young master, and he does not need to worry about the charge of "escape", so he does not need to ask An Xian for the dismissal order of the sect, and he took the entry and exit waist card issued by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect when he entered the entrance, and left the Ten Thousand Swords Sect directly.

However, yesterday evening, he returned to the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

However, he didn't go to see Princess Shuling, but came to the courtyard next door to the Jiufang Palace, got into a room, and hid.

At this moment, the large array outside opened. Purple light filled the room. Yin Zhiyuan became more and more excited.

Yin Zhiyuan held a round mirror in his left hand.

The picture in the mirror is the picture of the fierce battle between the three ghosts and the elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. There is no sound, but it doesn't matter.

Yin Zhiyuan's right index finger poked around the mirror.

Whoever he points to, the three ghosts will attack.

It's so much fun!

"Look at whether you are bullish or not! Aren't you immortal masters? Aren't you high up? Aren't you turning a blind eye to Lao Tzu? Look at Lao Tzu if you don't poke you to death today! Die! Die!"

Yin Zhiyuan's fingers poked in the mirror while shouting in a low voice. His slightly dark face was flushed red, and he looked extremely excited.

This mirror is really a treasure! Not only can it release three powerful ghost cultivators, but it can also allow him to see the ghost cultivators' sight screens, allowing him to manipulate the actions of these three ghosts according to these images.

"Die, die, die! You are all dead, Lao Tzu will be able to become an immortal cultivator!hehe!" Yin Zhiyuan suppressed his voice, but he couldn't suppress his excitement.

Who would have thought that Li Yuan was not in retreat, but dead! The immortal master who gave him the mirror said that if he operated according to the law and helped him steal Li Yuan's body, he would be accepted as a disciple.

Now, Yin Zhiyuan doesn't want to be anyone's disciple anymore. He thought: "I didn't expect these three ghosts to be so powerful, Yun Zhenzi and so many immortal masters are not the opponents of the three ghosts! Lao Tzu used the three ghosts to kill all these Ten Thousand Sword Sect miscellaneous pieces, and he became the sect master himself, the exercises and resources of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect are all Lao Tzu's, why can't Lao Tzu cultivate immortals?"

The more he thought about it, the more excited Yin Zhiyuan became. In his opinion, since Yun Zhenzi can be the sect master, he must be the most powerful in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Yun Zhenzi was about to be killed by him, and the rest of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were all shrimp soldiers and crab generals, so there was nothing to worry about.

The door opened.

Yin Zhiyuan didn't notice it. He was so excited!

An Xian walked in and walked all the way to Yin Zhiyuan's side. Yin Zhiyuan still didn't notice.

"Thousands of miles to control the ghost mirror?" asked An Xian. She sighed in her heart, the other party was really clever, let a mortal control the Thousand Miles Ghost Mirror, no wonder the Ten Thousand Swords Sect searched and searched, but could not find the enemy.

Qiu Wei's search went directly to the high-level immortal cultivators, who would care about these miscellaneous servants who had no spiritual power.

Yin Zhiyuan nodded. "Hmm. ”

"Who gave it to you?"

Yin Zhiyuan shook his head. "I don't know. An old man with a white beard. ”

"What did he ask you to do with the Thousand Miles Ghost Mirror?"

"Stealing away from the ......" Yin Zhiyuan suddenly raised his head, and when he saw An Xian, his hands trembled, and the round mirror fell.

An Xian reached out to catch the falling round mirror and looked at it carefully.

Thousands of miles to control the ghost mirror, in her previous life, she had seen it. I almost became a ghost slave in the mirror. However, she didn't control it, because she didn't know how to use it.

She needs some time to look into it. Since Yin Zhiyuan, a mortal martial artist who has not entered the spirit, can use it, it must not be complicated.

Yin Zhiyuan was stunned for a moment, then immediately pulled out the sword at his waist and stabbed at An Xian.