The ghost cave is full of ghosts and evil spirits.

Throughout the ages, I don't know how many unwilling people looked for the legendary ghost kingdom before they died, and were willing to devote themselves to it after finding it, so that the ghost could stay in the world for a long time after death.

And this ghost cave is divided from the ghost country, and the strength of the thousands of ghosts and monsters in it is different, and with the repeated suppression of a group of masters at the exit of the ghost cave, the pressure from the depths of the ghost cave has gradually been revealed.

A more eerie aura slowly emerged from the depths of the cave, and in the deepest part of the dark cave, it seemed that another pair of cold eyes that could penetrate everything were watching everything that happened at the entrance of the cave.

At the entrance of the ghost cave, almost all the masters of the Xishu Dao Sect have joined the battle group, only the white-haired fat old man with a big red-skinned gourd is still squinting and resting on the side. It wasn't until the thickest cloud of ghost energy in the depths of the ghost cave began to roll up that he suddenly opened his eyes, and his whole person instantly woke up from his drowsy appearance.

"It's really a thing. ”

The white-haired fat old man patted the big gourd beside him and spit out a few words leisurely.

And those masters of the Xishu Dao Gate and the Spring Courtyard were shocked when they heard this, and even the eight great real people of Qingyang Palace, who had been meditating and pranayama, opened their eyes at the same time.

"This time, there is a friend of Lao Honghu who has made a move. ”

Among the eight real people of Qingyang Palace, he slowly stood up and looked at the white-haired and fat old Dao, who was the person in charge of the ghost removal operation, and was also one of the six chief lamps of the Spring and Autumn Mansion.

This Huafeng Taoist cultivator has reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the real person, and he is only half a step away from the legendary Taoist Heaven and Earth Root, and in addition to his position as the head of the lamp of the Daoist Yin Division, he not only has an extraordinary status in the Qingyang Palace, but also is a well-known figure in the Xishu Daomen. And this white-haired and fat old Taoist Honghu is a Taoist master who cultivates in the Nine Emperor Mountains, and looking at the respectful appearance of Huafeng Daoist speaking to him, the strength of this Honghu Taoist can be seen.

The Honghu Daoist nodded slightly at the Huafeng Daoist, and then slapped the big gourd beside him, the red-skinned gourd actually flew up in the air, and the Honghu Daoist was a little one-footed, and his fat body was like a light feather rolled up by the night wind at this time, and Shi Shiran fell on the red-skinned gourd.

The red-skinned gourd carried the old Taoist priest to hang above the ghost cave, and the restless ghost qi in the ghost cave below suddenly became a little quieter, and the rich ghost qi in the deepest part of the ghost cave also seemed to be shaken by something, and suddenly stagnated, no longer rising, but hanging in the middle of the ghost cave and slowly circulating.

The eyes of the Honghu Dao people were like torches, and those seemingly drowsy eyes stared at the ghost cave below, as if they could see the deepest situation through the endless ghost qi.

"Now that you're out, why hide. ”

The voice of Honghu Dao was like a bell, but just one sentence shook the entire ghost cave. At the same time, the eight real people of Qingyang Palace each took the rejuvenating elixir and their conditions improved a lot, and they all got up and stood on the side of the ghost cave.

"What a mouthful. ”

With a scream from the depths of the ghost cave, the dark and rich ghost qi surged up again, and when the ghost qi was about to rise to the entrance of the ghost cave, a huge figure began to appear in the boundless ghost qi.

"Just ghosts, dare to appear in the sky!"

The Qingchen Daoist who was waiting for the opportunity to snort softly, and the delicate dust whisk in his hand shook, shooting out thousands of silver threads to entangle the figure in the ghostly aura.

This piece of silver filament is as fine as a cow's hair, and it castrates extremely quickly, like a storm that has arrived in front of it in the blink of an eye, blowing away all the misty ghostly energy.

The ghost qi dissipated, and the true body of this Heavenly Demon also emerged, but before everyone could see it clearly, the silver filament in the hands of the Qingchen Daoist had been completely entangled. Seeing that the big ghost was entangled in his own silver wire, Qingchen Dao's face suddenly showed joy, the dust whisk in her hand is a good treasure, she got it in a secret hole on Mount Emei, the dust whiskers on the dust whiskers are made of rare spider silk, once it is unfolded, it can be turned into a silk cocoon to entangle the opponent. This spider silk is not only invulnerable to fire and water, but also difficult to penetrate, and it can be soft and rigid, and it has really become a difficult magic weapon.

And just when the Qingchen Daoist thought that he was about to succeed, he heard a cold snort from the big ghost that day, and the ghost qi around his body began to rotate rapidly, and the rotating ghost qi formed a black vortex around him, and there was an extremely strong suction force in the vortex, which directly swallowed the thousands of silver filaments that came in front of him.

Not only was the silver filament shot out of it sucked by the vortex, but even the dust-clearing Daoist who was holding the dust whisk was pulled forward by the violent suction from the dust.

At the critical moment, among the masters of the Spring Courtyard not far away, a gray-haired old man standing at the forefront made a timely move, only to see him wave his big sleeves, and two cold lights flew out of his cuffs, one left and one right, into the ghost whirlpool in front of him.

And at the moment when the two cold lights were swallowed up by the vortex, the spell in the gray-haired old man's hand changed, and the two cold lights exploded instantly, turning into two jet-black vitality and submerging into the vortex.

The two black vitality flashed and disappeared, and the demon was slightly shocked that day, and he hurriedly waved his big hand to scatter all the ghost qi that had been submerged by the vitality, for fear that his body would be contaminated a little.

"Soul Scattering Spell, are you the one of the six doors?"

The Heavenly Demon asked coldly to the gray-clothed old man.

The gray-clothed old man brushed his sleeves and smiled: "The six doors dissipated with the previous dynasty as early as two hundred years ago, I am the hoe Dong Sanpo under the seat of the Spring and Autumn Mansion Spring Courtyard, I don't know what Your Excellency is called?"

The big ghost of heaven was stunned when he heard this, and then he looked up to the sky and laughed, the sound of this ghost laugh was extremely sharp, and it could pierce the clouds and break the ears, and everyone was lucky to resist.

"Hahaha, I can't imagine that the six doors of the unbeatable hall will also be destroyed one day, Spring and Autumn Lao'er, when you killed my disciples, destroyed my sect, and bullied me and humiliated me, did you ever think that there is still today! Now that I have cultivated into a heavenly body, you have long been gone, but I can't find a place to go if I want to find you for revenge, hateful, hateful!"

After laughing, the big ghost actually pointed his fingers at the sky and scolded loudly, and the crazy appearance seemed to have a deep depression in his heart that was difficult to express.

"Okay, well, since the old man is dead, it's the same with your sacrificial flag!"

When the big ghost finished scolding, he saw that he opened his big mouth and directly sucked the endless ghost qi floating in the ghost cave into his mouth, and with the continuous inhalation of the ghost qi, the figure of the big ghost also instantly increased countless times like pulling onions on dry land.

The ghost shadow was wavering, and the heavenly demon broke through the blockade of a group of Daomen masters in one fell swoop, standing on top of the ghost cave like a giant standing on top of the sky, his eyes were full of murderous intent. And under him, there were thousands of ghosts and ghosts, like thousands of troops and horses, and there were several heavy ghosts and ghosts.