Yun Hua replied and withdrew from the battle group.

Qiu Wei said: "The other party can cultivate three ghost things at the peak of the Spirit Essence Realm, and the cultivation is only afraid that it is above the True Spirit Realm, so it is better for the old man and Senior Brother Qiu Heng to go." Just trap these ghosts and don't let them go. ”

"Yes. Yun Zhenzi and the others promised.

Although Yun Zhenzi is the suzerain, he is similar to the emperor of the Southern Rong Dynasty, just a representative of the sect in handling mundane affairs. In front of the seniors of the sect, there is no weight in speaking.

It's not that the immortal cultivators are not greedy for power, but the mundane affairs are too energy-consuming and will delay their cultivation. A real master will not throw himself into the quagmire of mundane affairs, but only make a final decision when he needs to achieve some of his own interests.

Of course, because Yun Zhenzi himself has a good cultivation, his authority is much greater than that of Emperor Nanrong, a puppet who is completely speechless in the immortal cultivation world.

Su Jing sprinkled a handful of manifestation powder out. In the dust, a fierce figure flashed. Yun Zhenzi and the others immediately slaughtered the past, however, they found nothing.

When the visible dust fell, there was no trace of these ghosts.

Everyone in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect stopped, held their swords, held their breath and concentrated, their whole bodies tensed, and they were cautiously guarded.

"Ahh There was a pitch-black palm print on his back.

Yun Zhenzi, Su Jing and others were all shocked.

Even with the assistance of the Great Array, until now, they hadn't figured out how many ghosts were attacking them.

Ghost things, extremely difficult to cultivate. Even Yun Zhenzi has never encountered a few powerful ghosts in his life. This time, these ghosts were completely hidden in the air, and their cultivation was so high that their attacks were treacherous, which made them frightened.

The Ten Thousand Swords Sect cultivates swords, and is not good at exorcizing ghosts.

Yun Zhenzi suddenly snorted, and there was already an extra wound on his left arm, and blood oozed out.

An Xian didn't go far before he ran into Qiu Wei. Qiu Wei, an old man, didn't have a good impression of An Xian, but he didn't doubt her. Her cultivation is too low.

Qiu Wei said: "Liyuan is in danger, you go and protect him quickly!" "Liyuan's situation is inconvenient for other disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect to know, Qiu Wei is happy to find something to do for An Xian, as for An Xian's cultivation is so low, whether he will become cannon fodder, Qiu Wei doesn't care.

An Xian was shocked. Although she hopes to get rid of this marriage, but Liyuan's current situation is related to her, and he has no power to fight back now, what danger can he have?

In his last life, thousands of years later, Liyuan was found sunk at the bottom of the East China Sea, salvaged, and robbed by various forces.

Before An Xian rushed to the Yue Jue Tower, several elders of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect had already fallen in a pool of blood, and their lives and deaths were unknown.

Su Jing and Wang Sheng were covered in blood and were still struggling to support.

When Yun Zhenzi saw An Xian, he immediately said: "An Xian, go back! There are fierce ghosts here!ah-" Yun Zhenzi suddenly pounced forward, but he was slapped by the fierce ghost in the back.

Idle and dazed. The blind men of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect were on guard, and from time to time they slashed a sword, but they were blindly chopping and had no goal at all.

"Sect Master, don't you see those ghosts?" An Xian asked in surprise, and involuntarily clenched his left fist.

The skull mark on the palm of her left hand has always been a problem in her heart, and she is afraid of being discovered, so that she has always hidden her hand in her sleeve, and even if she wants to take it out in front of people, she must have a weak finger socket to prevent the palm from being outside.

Yun Zhenzi had just been injured, and he had been beaten passively, and he had already held back his stomach with internal injuries, and was provoked by An Xian's knife-like questioning, Yun Zhenzi's intuition was surging, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out. You can't see those ghosts? Don't you despise us? Say it as if you can.

Tranquility is naturally to see the three ghosts. In An Xian's opinion, isn't it possible for a person with a little cultivation to be able to see ghosts? She didn't know that she could see these three ghosts because she was extraordinary, not because Yun Zhenzi and the others were too bad.

was thinking about whether to remind the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect of the location of the three ghosts, and An Xian saw Luo Luo.

Luo Luo was nailed to the wall of the Tower by a sword. His cultivation is too low, and his skills in concealment and hiding are far worse than those of the three ghosts. Although he fled after reminding Su Jing and Wang Sheng, he was still caught.

Yun Zhenzi just nailed Luo Luo to the wall with a sword and didn't kill him. Because the Ten Thousand Swords Sect needs to stay alive and inquire about the real culprit behind the scenes.

Luo Luo also saw Anxie. He immediately began to cry out loud. "Mother, I didn't mean not to listen to you, I was playing on the roof, and suddenly I saw the three of them coming out of next door, and I was curious, so I wanted to go up and say hello to them...... "As a ghost, he can only howl dryly, without tears.......

Do you want to recognize Luo Luo? What are the consequences after recognizing each other? If you don't recognize each other, how can you save Luo Luo? If you don't recognize each other, can you completely hide the relationship between Luo Luo and yourself in the future?

After a few moments, An Xian made a decision. She shouted, "Lolo, are you alright?"

Luo Luo stopped crying and said, "Mother, I have something! This sword is so strange that it can nail me here!"

Yun Zhenzi and the people of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect all stared at An Xian with cannibalistic eyes. Almost immediately, they decided that the time for the sneak attack was done in peace.

If it weren't for the fact that the three ghosts were still attacking them, they really wouldn't be able to make a move, but they were afraid that someone would have already risen up and killed An Xian.

In this moment's effort, several more Ten Thousand Sword Sect elders were severely injured.

An Xian said: "Luo Luo, can you see what hurts the sect master? If you can see it, quickly point it out! You want to atone for your sins, you know?"

Luo Luo said aggrievedly: "I am not guilty. If I hadn't warned me, the three big ghosts would have stolen Daddy. I kindly reminded them that they still beat me! I won't help them again, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa......."

An Xian's mind turned and he began to act: "Luo Luo, if the sect master has something to do, who will protect you Uncle Liyuan." If something happens to your Uncle Liyuan, I won't be able to live as a concubine. An Xian pinched his thigh hard, forcing himself to roll out a few tears.

Yun Zhenzi immediately said: "Luo Luo, as long as you are willing to point out their location, the old man will spare you little ghost from dying!"

Luo Luo looked at An Xian. An Xian nodded vigorously.

Luo Luo shouted, "Old man, behind you!"

There are a lot of old men here. There are few young ones. Yun Zhenzi, Yun Cheng, Yun Hua and the others all turned their heads and slashed their swords behind them.

But only after Yun Zhenzi's sword was slashed, the aura sputtered, and in the sword, a ghost figure flashed and disappeared. A wisp of black smoke dispersed through the air. One of the ghosts was wounded.

Yun Zhenzi was overjoyed.

Luo Luo shouted, "Oh, I'm talking about that old man, why did you all turn around? Blackbeard, he's coming at you head-on...... There, there, oh, you ......."