Chen Gong and the Red Flame Sword are connected, the Red Flame Sword is bound by the power grid, Chen Gong is also uncomfortable, he only feels that his whole body is like a needle prick, and the spiritual sense concentrated on the Red Flame Sword suddenly disperses, and then his whole body tightened, his hands and feet have been firmly wrapped, and when he looked at it, he found that the middle-aged man was looking at him indifferently.

If he had the original cultivation, he would not have been caught by such a cultivator, it seems that he will die here this time, but it is a pity, the heart is pure, quiet, and Baiyue......

Just as Chen Gong was about to close his eyes and prepare to die, a woman floated down on the roof behind the middle-aged man, wearing a white Taoist robe and a high bun, plain white and simple.

The middle-aged man suddenly noticed that Chen Gong was smiling, looked behind him and smiled, wanting to look back, but suddenly thought that this must be Chen Gong's strategy, but as soon as the thought came up, he sensed a faint mana fluctuation.

I was shocked, and the middle-aged man didn't look back, so he had already thrown out the blue square scarf, and the square scarf had just risen, and before it turned into a blue curtain light band, a thunderbolt stabbed down, split on the square scarf, and then spread out, falling straight to the middle-aged man.

Chen Gong only felt that the power grid that trapped him was loosened, although it did not disperse, but it allowed him to re-condense his mana, and his spiritual sense sensed the red flame sword that had fallen to the ground, and began to communicate with the sword with all his might.

The Red Flame Sword rose into the air, and a bloody light slashed towards the middle-aged man's neck.

The middle-aged man was horrified, and his heart suddenly surged with fear, but his body had been spread to his whole body by the thunder and lightning that came from nowhere, and the mana in his body was sluggish, and he couldn't raise the power grid in time.

At this time, he only felt a sharp pain in his throat, his head had already flown up, and a boundless darkness struck, and the blue light curtain turned into a blue square scarf and fell in the air, and the power grid that trapped Chen Gong instantly lost its spirit, turning into a silk-like ball of silk, smooth and soft.

Chen Gong stuffed the ball of silk net into his arms, reached out to catch the red flame sword that flew back, and hugged his fist towards Bai Yue, who was standing on the roof, but he didn't say a word, turned around and left.

Although Bai Yue is no longer the white moon of the past, or is not the same person as the previous Bai Yue at all, there are some things that don't have to be talked about, as long as you keep them in mind.

Chen Gong's cultivation is now lost, not to mention the master of the Mahayana period, even a monk in the Dan period, he can be killed. What's more, the only bit of strength he has now is on this Red Flame Sword, and now that the Red Flame Sword is obviously killing people in a row, the sword spirit is tainted, and there is a problem communicating with his spiritual sense, and staying here can't help Bai Yue at all, so he can only leave as soon as possible.

Bai Yue didn't leave, but stood on the roof and looked at everything in front of her lightly, the middle-aged man's blue square scarf fell in front of her, but she didn't look at it, she just watched Chen Gong leave intently, and a complicated light flashed in her eyes.

Her appearance was like a light in the night, attracting countless moths to pounce on her.

I saw that in the darkness, I don't know where many strange figures poured out, one by one, their faces were fluttering, they couldn't see their faces clearly, and even their bodies were not very clear, just like a thick cloud of black smoke condensed together, and they didn't see what spells or magic weapons they used, they just rushed directly towards Bai Yue.

But Bai Yue kept staring at Chen Gong, and it seemed that she didn't notice the crisis around her at all.

Chen Gong sensed Bai Yue's gaze, looked back, and couldn't help shouting, "Be careful!"

When he shouted these words, those people like black smoke had already pounced on her, and a layer of electricity sparked from her body was seen, and those who were stained with her black smoke immediately let out a scream and dispersed at the same time.

Bai Yue seemed to be awakened by Chen Gong's caution, and the hand hanging in the robe suddenly waved, and in the process of waving, it was like cutting through the space, bringing up pieces of electric light, and a silver electric whip roared around.

Chen Gong couldn't help but be a little shocked, although Bai Yue's move may not be as good as Bai Yue, who had reached the tribulation period before, in terms of absolute strength, but the use of this thunder method had already reached the point where Lei was born from his heart, secretly in line with the Heavenly Dao, and he was superb.

I saw that with the white moon as the center, a silver electric light spread out like water waves to the surroundings, and where it passed, if a person touched it, his body immediately stiffened, and he fell straight to the ground.

"Let's go!" Bai Yue snorted softly, rose into the air, and stepped towards the place where the head Yang Xuanling was retreating.

Chen Gong didn't delay any longer, turned around and sneaked towards the side of Gu Xiao Gate.

At this time, the Gu Xiao Gate gradually became darker, and there was no trace of immortal aura, and it had become eerie and terrifying in an instant.

In the darkness, Chen Gong retracted the breath on his body, but in his heart he was thinking about what those black smoke people hidden under the night were, holding the Red Flame Sword in his hand, while running quickly, he continued to wash the sword body with his spiritual sense, hoping to remove the bloody miscellaneous qi contaminated by the Red Flame Sword as soon as possible.

This ancient Xiaomen school has been built for more than 300 years, in the secular comparable to the existence of a dynasty of time, so the mountain gate is quite small, the number of pavilions and palaces is large, the shape is also extremely exquisite, only turn a few palaces, the eyes are like a change of heaven and earth, the dark sky ripples from time to time with a circle of electric ripples, many black smoke-like figures are hit by this electric circle, and then they collapse and disperse.

With Bai Yue's cover, Chen Gong did not encounter any obstacles, after all, compared to Bai Yue's dazzling and powerful, he was just an unknown Gu Xiao disciple.

Chen Gong leaned against the wall and ran quickly, and suddenly his figure froze, and there was a person standing there quietly in front of him, dark and dreary, and his eyes showed a dead gray color. Chen Gong suddenly felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, and there was a sudden slap in his heart, as soon as he saw this person's appearance, he somehow only thought of the word "revenant".

Before he could react, the revenant suddenly opened his mouth, as if he was making a sharp roar, but there was no sound, and there was a sudden tingling pain in Chen Gong's mind, and there was a feeling of extreme dizziness. He was shocked in his heart, and the red flame sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning, and the mana poured into the sword body, with a faint dark red light circulating.

Chen Gong's whole person was like a catkins without the slightest weight, and was carried by the Red Flame Sword to fly up, a sword pierced, the blade of the sword submerged into the mouth of the revenant, he didn't feel a trace of the feeling of piercing into the flesh, only felt that the sword was like piercing into the water, with a slight obstacle, and then a sword passed.

The ghost let out a terrible scream, then dissipated into a cloud of black smoke. Chen Gong fixed his eyes and saw that there was a shining magic talisman tattooed on the sword, and there was no yin and evil aura at all, which was completely incompatible with the feeling of the dead soul just now.

The mysterious talisman slowly dissipated on his sword, but a trace of information on it came to his mind, turning into two words: "City God." ”

The Void Immortal Continent, which is governed by humans and gods, is one of the great strengths that goes hand in hand with the immortal path represented by the cultivators, which is represented by the gods in the world. Chen Gong, who has been a human being for two lifetimes, has always felt that the gods are relatively distant existences, and even thinks that the gods of this world may just be some cultivators who have cultivated some kind of alternative exercises.

But after really coming into contact with the soul of the dead and coming into contact with the City God Talisman, Chen Gong found that this god was fundamentally different from what he thought, and he seemed to be able to smell the cold and lofty aura of the god on his body.

Perhaps this time Gu Xiaomen was attacked, and the main envoy behind it was the city god of a certain place! Chen Gong involuntarily turned his head to look at the place where Bai Yue was, but before he could say the inference in his heart, he only saw dozens of revenants in the air rushing towards him.

The faces of the dead were blurred, as if a black mud had smeared on their faces, so blurry that they could only see the wide mouths roaring silently, as if they were about to tear themselves apart.

Chen Gong's body couldn't help but shiver, an inexplicable chill welled up in his heart, and a strange laugh suddenly sounded in his ears, as if a group of people who were extremely hungry and thirsty were as excited as they saw the food.

Surrounded by these eerie ghosts, in just an instant, this piece of heaven and earth has become a ghost domain.

Chen Gong turned around and rushed outward, and at the same time, the red flame sword in his hand danced, although the sword body lost its agility because it was contaminated with the blood of others. However, Chen Gong's real strength is not the sword attack, but the martial arts swordsmanship of attacking with a sword, so with a sword in hand, Chen Gong is not afraid.

A dark red blood-colored light shone on the Red Flame Sword, and that light was danced by Chen Gong into a sword shadow, enveloping himself in it.

Dozens of revenants rushed down and rushed straight into the sword light, but they were mercilessly shattered by the sword light and turned into clouds of black smoke. However, after these revenants were scattered, more revenants pounced on them, drowning Chen Gong in an instant.

The Red Flame Sword in Chen Gong's hand seemed to be slow and fast, forming an impenetrable sword net around him, and he couldn't tell how many revenants were rushing towards him, and he couldn't tell how many revenants were scattered under his sword at this moment.

His eyes were full of blood and ashes, and his ears were filled with crazy laughter and screams before they dissipated.

The sword light loomed in the darkness, like a lone lamp that could be extinguished at any moment. The ones Chen Gong faced were only the lowest-level revenants, who had only left the City God's Hades after receiving the City God's rune, and their strength was not strong. If it was a Yin soldier specially refined by the City God, Chen Gong would probably be dead by now.

Although Chen Gong's martial arts swordsmanship is high, but now his cultivation is too low, although those revenant souls are constantly killed, but they are stabbed apart, and the Red Flame Sword, which is already a little sluggish, is even more like being entangled by a trace of yin qi, gradually becoming heavier and heavier, if you want to continue to swing the Red Flame Sword, you must continue to infuse mana into it, but the mana in his body has become less and less.

As time passed bit by bit, at the beginning, Chen Gong's heart would still think that if he couldn't rush out, he would be devoured by these dead souls, and he would never see his relatives and friends again. Later, he didn't have time to think about these things at all, all his thoughts were on the Red Flame Sword, until in the end, his already exhausted body continued to pour out a stream of power, supporting him to continue to dance the Red Flame Sword and rush towards it.

Chen Gong seemed to have regained the feeling he had when he first arrived in the Qianyuan Mountain Range, squeezing his physical strength and stimulating his potential. It's just that he feels that in such a state, his movements seem to be as slow as a snail, but in fact, in the eyes of others, his speed is getting faster and faster, and he still can't splash a sword and rushes out frantically.