"I don't know where Daoyou is trying to do here, the two of us are just passing by here, and we don't mean to bother. If there is anything to disturb, I hope that Daoyou Haihan "Zhu Yuanzheng is worthy of being an old Jianghu, while cultivating his whole body and unreservedly casting it, he is polite in his words. I hope that the other party can retreat in the face of difficulties, and everyone will leave room for each other, so as not to meet each other in the future.

"Since Quack met me today, let's leave my life behind" The surrounding area was filled with black air, and a slightly harsh sound came from nowhere. The sound was like a broken gong rubbing against the sand, and it was extremely harsh.

"Lin Chen, be careful later. I don't think this person will let us go easily, and when you and I join hands and go straight to the gate of the village, as long as we come out of the village, I don't believe that he can still help me" Zhu Yuanzheng's face sank, the other party was so ignorant of current affairs. He had already given him steps, but the other party still threatened to take the lives of the two. But all clay figures still have three points of fire, let alone monks who have always been high.

"Senior Zhu, I think this person's strength must not be high, otherwise he wouldn't be so pretentious. ”

"Haha, that's right! But I was negligent for a while, if this person's strength is far above me, it is enough to shoot directly, so why wait for us to come in before we do it!" Zhu Yuanzheng laughed loudly, his voice was loud, and the roar spread around the mountain village.

Zhu Yuanzheng's hand is not high, and he spreads the sound with pure yuan force, firstly, to detect the location of the other party, and secondly, to show his strength, so that the other party is afraid and does not dare to make rash moves.

However, Zhu Yuanzheng's abacus is really good, but unfortunately the other party is not a soft persimmon. Since you dare to attack them, you are naturally calculated.

"This old guy's strength is really not weak, judging from the sound of Yuan Li just now, this person has already gathered the peak of the early Yuan Dynasty. It's really hard to say that I'm facing him like this, but you're already in the middle of the big formation, so I'm naturally going to make good use of it, hehe" The old man in the underground secret room stood in front of a wall, grinning with dry and bloodless lips. On the wall, there is a mirror, and the scene on the mirror is the situation of Lin Chen and the others at this time.

Unbeknownst to the mysterious old man, the girl imprisoned behind him suddenly raised his head and looked at the two in his glasses. Then he lowered his head as if he had never lifted it. It's just that the corners of his eyes are moist at some point.

"Lin Chen, this person should not be underestimated, just now I tried to detect its location with the technique of Yuan Force Sound Transmission, but I didn't get anything. Let's not say what the strength of this person is, but at least this concealment technique is very good. If the other party is not stupid, he will definitely attack you first, you keep a distance of two meters from me, and I will save you in time when the time comes!"

"Thank you, Senior Zhu!" Lin Chen held a short blade of Fan Tie in his hand and followed closely behind Zhu Yuanzheng. Although he knew that the mortal iron short blade in his hand was useless to the monk, it was better than nothing!

"Let's go!" Zhu Yuanzheng no longer hesitated, shouted, and galloped under his feet, rushing towards the gate of the mountain village. Lin Chen was already prepared behind him, so he naturally followed closely behind him.

Lin Chen and Zhu Yuanzheng's actions didn't matter, the original ghosts that were summoned were attracted by the human aura on Lin Chen and Zhu Yuanzheng's bodies. It's just that the anger taken on the two of them didn't dare to approach easily, and at this time, they saw that Lin Chen and Zhu Yuan were trying to escape. Suddenly, like water exploding in a pot, they rushed towards the two of them, and there was still something to care about, yin qi!

"Boom" Zhu Yuanzheng is worthy of being a monk in the early stage of Juyuan, and his power is far from being comparable to Lin Chen. The Heavenly Wolf Sword in his hand waved, and several white lights flashed. The evil ghosts and ghosts that had originally pounced on them turned into a cloud of black smoke before they could even scream. The so-called yin and yang are mutually restrained, and the five elements are circulating. The light that Zhu Yuan is emitting with his own Qi Yuan Force is not something that these little ghosts can resist.

Lin Chen, who was following behind him, naturally didn't have anything soft, and Yuan Li wrapped the Fan Tie short blade in his hand. Anyone who didn't open his eyes and ghosts rushed into Lin Chen's half-meter range, he would inevitably be violently attacked by Lin Chen. The Fan Iron Short Blade naturally can't be compared with the Heavenly Wolf Sword in Zhu Yuanzheng's hand, and after a few slashes, the Fan Iron Short Blade in Lin Chen's hand has already appeared a gap, and there are still a few cracks, I'm afraid it will be scrapped after a few times.

"Hmph, just this little ability, I see that you haven't learned the art of ghosts yet" Zhu Yuanzheng shouted loudly after killing a few ghosts who didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

All monks with a little common sense know that although the art of serving ghosts is not orthodox, it is unique for its fast cultivation and advancement, and its strange methods such as summoning ghosts and refining corpse puppets at higher levels. Ordinary monks meet people who practice ghost arts, except for this person and have a grudge against themselves, otherwise they can avoid it, and if they can hide, they will hide, and the way to eliminate demons is just a slogan. This is also the reason why Zhu Yuanzheng was reluctant to clash with the other party head-on at first.

"Hehe, it's just a child's trick for the old man. But since you want to be reincarnated as soon as possible, oh no, if you want to turn into medicine as soon as possible, then the old man will fulfill you!" The old man in the secret room always paid attention to the situation above, and naturally heard Zhu Yuanzheng's words clearly. The old man grinned, revealing mutilated, blackened, and slightly foul-smelling teeth.

At the same time, the old man's right hand flipped, and the original scepter appeared in his hand again. Holding the scepter in his right hand, he swung it three times into the air, and then slammed it into the ground, and the scepter stood straight up. As the spell continued to emerge from the old man's mouth, the skull-studded end of the scepter began to change.

A few traces of blue fire suddenly flashed in the eyes of the originally empty skull, and after a few breaths, the blue fire suddenly disappeared. Immediately, a puff of gray-white smoke came out of each of the skull's two eye sockets, and a few two hideous demons appeared in the secret room.

The demon on the left has sharp ears and sharp teeth, a mantle, a rhinoceros horn on his forehead, and a face full of green scales. The demon on the right is short, only half the height of a normal person. There was no flesh and blood in the whole body, only a pale skeleton. At the heart of the skeleton's chest, a thing that radiates a faint green light, shaped like a heart, beats rhythmically.

If Zhu Yuan is here at this time, he will definitely be able to recognize these two ghosts, what this old man summoned is not an ordinary ghost, but a famous one among the evil ghosts - Rakshasa bull head, skeleton ghost face.

The old man didn't dare to slack off, and slapped his left hand on his chest. With a "wow", two mouthfuls of essence blood spurted out. The two ghosts rolled up in shape, and each swallowed a mouthful of essence blood.

Immediately, the old man flipped it with one hand, and a simple small oil lamp appeared in his hand. Made of bronze, the palm-sized lamp has a layer of milky white lamp oil at the bottom, and some wilted wicks are dipped in the oil at one end. With a finger of the old man's right hand, a drop of blood dripped from his fingertips, and the bronze oil lamp was instantly ignited.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief at this point, and with a "Go!" in his mouth, the two ghosts disappeared from the secret room in a trance.

The soul of the ghost, the blood-colored lamp, the ghost of the servant, not to be underestimated!