Everyone was at a loss, and no one noticed that among the eighteen ghosts who had succeeded in seizing the house, one of them looked suspiciously at the judge's pen in the hand of "Huang San". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing that no one knew, "Huang San" couldn't help but sigh, "You are all too young. But when I was alive, I think someone should have heard of it. I have a good name, I used to be the head of the Heavenly Power Sect!"

Amazing!

Even the wind blade was stagnant for a moment, and then the projection of the stubborn stone said disdainfully: "It turns out that you are an unfilial disciple grandson!

Everyone on the sand boat was so shocked that their eyes were about to bulge!

The head of the ghosts and demons is actually the previous head of the Heavenly Power!

That sentence of unfilial piety is obviously the real admission of the stubborn seniors, he is the founding patriarch of Tianquan, Zhuohua!

Are they considered immortals fighting and imps suffering?

Only a few disciples who knew about the various evil deeds of the master of the Wuhua sect unswervingly stood on the side of the Zhuohua Patriarch. For example, Pei Huan. He took a step forward, and shouted loudly towards the Wuxuan who kept dodging the wind blade in the air, and shouted: "Master Wuxuan, the family master Baoguang Shangxian misses you very much!

Wu was stunned for a moment, looked at Pei Huan, and was very surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that the leader here was actually Baoguang's apprentice!

"Boy, don't you wonder why the old man who should have ascended to the immortal realm appeared here, what is the point of blindly dwelling on those old things!"

Wu Liang quietly approached Pei Huan's side, "What's wrong with Uncle Streamer?"

Pei Huan glared at him, "Let's talk about it later." He ignored the fog and cold, raised his head and said to Wu Yu: "Please also ask the ancestor to tell one or two, so that after the family master flies to the immortal realm, he will not be able to find you!"

Wu Yu showed a mocking smile, "Flying to the Immortal Realm, isn't this the so-called Immortal Realm? Zhuohua, why don't you want everyone to explain, why can the Yuanwu Realm start the matter of ascension after reaching the Yuan Infant?"

Compared with everyone's confusion, Nangong Wufang and Ying Wubao Qi changed color! There are five great realms of merger, Mahayana, and tribulation, and the Yuan Infant cultivation can't even reach one-third of the ascension, how can he ascend to the immortal realm?

Ying Wubao muttered to himself, "I always thought that the seniors above the god transformation were all in retreat and penance. I never asked Master!"

Nangong Wufang's heart is even more surging, the entire Tianquan Sect is the inheritance left by Zhuohua, how can there be such a big fallacy!

Zhuo Hua's projection was silent for a moment, and then he spoke: "The Yuan Martial Realm is not suitable for cultivators above the Transformation Spirit, after breaking through the Yuan Infant to the Transformation God, he will fly to the Immortal Mansion to cultivate, what's wrong?"

His gaze swept over everyone, "You ask yourself, is it much faster to practice in the Immortal Mansion than in the outside world?"

Everyone couldn't help but nod frequently, if it weren't for the fact that there were indeed many benefits in the Immortal Mansion, how could they flock to it.

Wu Yu sneered: "It's really eloquent! Since that's the case, it's not something unspeakable, why don't you make it clear to all the disciples? Why don't you tell them where those Heavenly Power disciples who have been admitted to the Immortal Mansion to practice are now!"

Nangong Wufang said in a low voice: "Unknown forbidden land!"

Only Ying Wubao beside him could hear his whisper clearly, she couldn't help nodding, and said in the same low voice, "Only there." I've traveled all over the Immortal Mansion, and there is no place to accommodate so many people except there. ”

In the face of the unwarranted questioning, the silent Zhuohua only intensified the offensive of the Wind Blade. There are fewer and fewer ghosts still guarding Wuyu's side, and finally the remaining ghosts and demons are not enough to hold him up. The unruly man slammed into the ground from the air, and a blade of wind slashed through the arc and slashed at his throat.

Wufu laughed as he fell in the air: "Hahaha, Zhuohua, are you going to kill someone?" As soon as the words fell, the Wind Blade picked up his head. Wuyu's body hit the ground heavily, but the head flew out.

The innocent head was still laughing in the air, "Zhuohua, have you forgotten that I am also a ghost?"

The remnants of the demons flew towards his head, holding their heads in the air as if they were supporting their bodies.

The people below looked at the former head of the house, who only had one head left, but still kept talking, and inexplicably didn't know whether to expect him to die or continue to live.

Wuxuan, who only had his head left, dodged more freely, and seeing that Zhuohua never answered, he turned his gaze to Nangong again. "Suzaku, looking at your appearance, did you think of it? Guess what, where have the disciples of Tianquan been hidden by Zhuohua in the past dynasties?"

Everyone's eyes focused on Nangong, "Senior?" "Senior!" "Just tell us!"

Nangong had a gloomy face and spit out two words, "Forbidden land." ”

Instantly, a disciple exclaimed, "How is it possible? Isn't that the lair of ghosts and demons?"

"yes, aren't these demons from the forbidden land?"

Wuxuan, who kept running in the air, praised: "You are not stupid! I don't know if anyone has ever thought about what a ghost is! Hahaha, Zhuohua, do you still want to deceive him? You tricked this stupid Suzaku into working for you and didn't tell him anything!"

"Nangong has no way, he is sowing discord!" Zhuo Hua, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke.

Nangong, whose face was as heavy as water, raised his head and looked at the huge projection above his head, "Since you are afraid that he will succeed in provoking, it is better to tell it all." Ghosts, what kind of remnant soul are you? What are you planning behind the back of the four of us? The four holy beasts are not at your mercy!"

Zhuo Hua looked at him deeply, and finally sighed, "I didn't want to do this. Nangong has no way, I guarantee that your heirs will be able to inherit the Suzaku family, you can go with peace of mind. ”

As he spoke, the Wind Blade suddenly made no distinction between friend and foe, and began to attack everyone. Not only that, but the attack seemed to be sandwiched with a headache-inducing ghost crying wolf howl.

The sudden attack, in just a moment, brought up the stumps in the sky!

Wu Wu shouted, "Protect them!"

The eighteen demons who had been standing on the side answered "yes" in unison, and quickly dispersed to the five sand boats, resisting the wind blade with all their might.

Whether it is a dying disciple or a disciple who still has the strength to spare, they all feel that this situation is ridiculous. The murderer was the stubborn stone predecessor Zhuohua Patriarch who has always admired him a lot. It was they who saved people but they had been planning for a long time to eradicate the clean ghosts.

Even, these ghosts and demons who are protecting them are still holding the skins of their dead comrades in a grand manner!

Who is the enemy and who is the friend, such a simple question has become the most unanswerable confusion at this time.

As the number of disciples continued to decrease, the disciples of the Wood Spirit Power who supported the fluorescent vine continued to fall to the ground, and the light receded again and again, and the surroundings gradually fell into darkness again.

Ying Wubao tried his best to make up for the dead disciple's part, but finally his spiritual strength was exhausted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and he fainted.

Darkness is coming again!