Looking at the cyan flame in Meng Yu's hand, Chen Guoxing made the dead aura on the old man of Mu become even stronger, and Han Dumo, who was hiding behind him, hurriedly retreated and scolded: "Ghost old man, you want to kill me." ”

The ghost old man ignored Han Dumo, all his attention was focused on the flame in Meng Yu's hand, which he was familiar with.

In ancient times, there were ten heavenly beasts, and in the end, Qinglong took the lead in becoming a god. I don't know why Qinglong suppressed and sealed the other nine fierce beasts after sealing the gods, and it was rumored that Qinglong's "Dao" did not allow anyone to preach the Tao and seal the gods.

No one knows whether the rumors are true or not, but the nine suppressed Tianzun fierce beasts are real existences, and the feathers, spirit tablets, nails, and horns they left behind in the world have become supreme divine objects, which are the foundation of the major immortal cultivation sects. Among the six artifacts owned by the Zhengyang faction, there is the phoenix tail of the nine fire source phoenix, two hundred years ago, a Zhengyang Tianjiao because of his great contribution to the sect, got a wisp of fluff on the phoenix tail, cultivated into a heavenly fire, killed the Quartet, the master of the ghost head, and the senior sister died under the heavenly fire.

And what Meng Yu is holding in his hand at this time is Tianhuo!

In the face of the heavenly fire, the ghost old man's eyes that had been squinting like he couldn't open suddenly opened, and he flowed out of hatred and greed, and the dead air on his body also spread out with this hatred and greed, and a thin layer of frost formed on the leaves and grass, and dark clouds appeared out of thin air in the sky to cover his eyes.

It wasn't until the sun was completely blocked that the chill around the ghost old man exploded, and the temperature where the dead air passed suddenly dropped, and the body surface of several Chen Guo monks who had not yet married was slowly covered by frost, and they fell to the ground after a short time, and their whole body blood froze to death, and the white flames around the area continued to beat, but they were stubbornly not extinguished. At the same time as the chill expanded, two purple flames rose from the bodies of the two monks who had died because their meridians were burned, and they suddenly exploded and bounced towards the ghost old man.

When the purple fire exploded, a pair of miserable white hands stretched out from the ghost old man's chest, and tore it outward with force, the ghost old man's chest did not have any scars, but the hands were constantly moving, and as the range between the two hands expanded, a long-haired woman came out of the middle. After the long-haired woman completely crawled out of the ghost old man's chest, she blocked between the purple fire and the ghost old man, and the purple fire shook a few times and then extinguished after touching her.

The nine fires that Meng Yu cultivated, the black fire burned all the entities, the white fire guarded the soul, the purple fire burned the spiritual vein, and the green fire burned the soul. Everything in the world, from the dragon god to the weeds, has spiritual veins, and there are only souls that do not belong to this world.

Purple fire had no effect on the miserable white woman, and Meng Yu had already determined that his earlier judgment was right, this ghost old man was a soul cultivator. The spiritual power was transported, Meng Yu dragged the cyan flame with his hand to the ghost old man, and as soon as he handed it over, he sent the cyan flame forward, seeing that the cyan flame was about to touch the ghost old man, a pair of miserable white hands firmly grasped Meng Yu's arm.

It was the female ghost who grabbed Meng Yu's hand that crawled out of the old man's chest before, and the cyan flame beat and touched the female ghost, and the female ghost burned like a paper man who wanted to touch the fire, and her mouth let out a violent scream, she wanted to let go of her hand and retreat, but she couldn't execute her will, and always held Meng Yu tightly in front of the ghost old man.

After only two or three breaths, the female ghost was burned by the soul fire, and there was not even ashes left. The blow was not successful, Meng Yu immediately retreated without hesitation, his cultivation was already the maximum limit for condensing this cyan soul fire, and he had no chance to be reflected by the ghost old man.

In these two breaths, there were still unjust souls crawling out of the ghost old man's chest, and as one after another unjust souls crawled out of the ghost old man's body, Meng Yu's expression became solemn, because Dan Crack's spiritual power was no longer running smoothly, and rash attacks could only end up in the result of a dead soul, but waiting would only allow the ghost old man to release more unjust souls, and it would be difficult to escape death.

Meng Yu doesn't attack, the ghost old man is not in a hurry, it's not easy for him to practice at night with a hundred ghosts, every unjust soul is the soul of a monk who has an obsession with unjust death, he is nearly a hundred years old before he uses the Mirage Formation Pill because he spent a lot of time refining these unjust souls, and the dissipation of any unjust soul is a great loss to him. After the knot, his yang longevity has increased, and he already has the opportunity to enter the realm of cultivating gods in the Yuan Infant Stage, and he is not willing to spend too much time refining the lost soul.

Meng Yu didn't move, the ghost old man didn't move, and the other monks didn't dare to move. The whole world was only left with the sound of ghosts crawling out of the ghost old man's body, the ghosts crawled out one after another, the sky was getting darker and darker, the temperature was getting lower and lower, and the surrounding area was shrouded in white flames and could not see the outside situation, and he could guess that this situation was mostly unfavorable to Meng Yu, but now he had broken legs and it was difficult to move, let alone help Meng Yu.

Zhou Chu didn't have much affection for this vast star before, and his cultivation was just to return to the earth, he never thought about how to do it in this vast star, and now he regretted it, if he didn't just improve his cultivation in order to comprehend the origin and ignore the foundation, but to practice purple qi in a solid way, maybe Meng Yu wouldn't have to crack when he faced Shui Mang, maybe he wouldn't have the strength to fight back in the face of Han Dumo, maybe it would be more than a burden. Thinking about it like this, he found that he had really always been a burden, relying on Wang Ben, Ying Xin, and Meng Yu but never knew it.

Zhou is a stubborn person, grievances are clear, flaws must be reported, it has always been a point of affection, and a trace of grievances can be repaid. At the moment, the purple qi is running in the spiritual veins, in his opinion, one more wisp of purple qi is a wisp, as long as it can bring trouble to Han Dumo and the ghost old man, as long as it can help Meng Yu, even if it is small. It doesn't matter if you are about to die, this kind of thing is never true for the surrounding place, grace is always grace, and grievance is always grievance.

The purple qi came from the east and kept running in the spiritual veins around the place, and the unjust souls that crawled out of the ghost old man's body never stopped, after the last unjust soul crawled out, the hundred ghosts were officially formed, and Meng Yu could see the distance left by the firelight was less than one meter, and suddenly a gust of wind came to the surface, Meng Yu waved the soul fire in front of him with a shake of his left hand, and two screams of unjust souls sounded, thinking that two unjust souls were touched by the soul fire.

The two souls lit by the soul fire must only be scattered, but Meng Yu did not ask for a bargain, his lower abdomen was pierced by a pair of sharp claws, Meng Yu only felt that his abdomen was being cut by something, but there was no pain, because when the claws just touched his skin, a chill had already dispersed, the abdomen was numb, and he couldn't feel the pain, the chill spread from the abdomen, and soon Meng Yu felt sleepy, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and they would close at any time.

Before the eyelids closed, Meng Yu bit the tip of his tongue, his mind regained clarity, and flew backwards on tiptoe, and at the same time popped out a little spark with the middle finger of his left hand, and the unjust souls chasing Meng Yu were ignited by Mars, with the cyan flames burning together with the previous two unjust souls, even if there were only two breaths of time, the fierce flames also allowed Meng Yu to see the surrounding situation clearly: there were dozens of unjust souls lurking around, Meng Yu's fingers flicked, the soul fire in his hand was weaker, dozens of sparks flew out, half of them hit the unjust souls, the cyan flames kept beating, the screams of the unjust souls came and went, and the pervasive dead air, this area was rendered like Shura Hell, Han Dumo and the other monks were too frightened to move, for fear of provoking the attack of the unjust spirits.

The direction of Meng Yu's movement was the white flame that shrouded the surroundings, with the white flame as a lean, he avoided the danger of being attacked on all sides, there were still ten meters away from the flame, ten meters was only two breaths for Meng Yu, but at this moment, Meng Yu's back was cold, and he was tightly hugged by a pair of hands from behind.

Meng Yu strained his shoulders and wanted to break free of this unjust soul, but the unjust soul clamped Meng Yu to death, refusing to relax at all, and seeing Meng Yu struggling badly, he also bit him on the neck. The cold qi entered his body, and Meng Yu's spiritual energy, which was already close to collapse, dispersed, and the soul fire in his hand jumped twice, but it was still extinguished.

Just when Meng Yu thought that he was going to confess here, where he couldn't see behind him, wisps of purple qi floated out from the white flames, and the purple qi paused and drifted towards the direction where the death qi was the strongest, the purple qi moved very quickly, and after ten breaths, it arrived at Meng Yu's side. After the unjust soul that tightly bound Meng Yu came into contact with the purple qi, it fled like a rabbit seeing a wolf, and it was useless no matter how the ghost old man drove it.

Touched by the purple qi, the unjust soul fled all the way back to the ghost old man's side, desperately trying to get back into the ghost old man's body, looking at this panicked soul that he couldn't control the unjust soul, the ghost old man only thought that Meng Yu scared the unjust soul like this, and muttered in disbelief: "Double Cultivation Heavenly Fire Technique and Purple Qi from the East?" Thinking of this, he couldn't tolerate Meng Yu's nemesis alive, driving all the unjust souls to attack Meng Yu.

After the unjust soul retreated, Meng Yu saw the source of the purple qi clearly, and flew to the side of Zhou with a loud laugh, "Goose egg, you actually cultivated the purple qi from the east! The head of righteous qi, the nemesis of soul cultivation, this ghost old man is also unlucky to meet you." ”

There was no time to answer Meng Yu, at this time he was gritting his teeth, enduring the swelling pain of the spiritual vein, running the purple qi from the east, and more and more purple qi overflowed from his body. Other people run the exercises, the aura can run in the spiritual veins for a week, the surrounding is different, his spiritual veins are not connected to each other, the spiritual energy will pass through the flesh and blood in the other section of the spiritual vein, the aura in the flesh and blood is slow, not to mention, it will dissipate a lot. Meng Yu knew the situation of the spiritual veins around him, and with a thought, he took the initiative to burst the golden pill into a layer, and the golden pill became only one-third the size of the original, and the outer layer was directly broken and peeled off, and after falling onto the abutment platform, it was transformed into a pure and flawless aura, which was released around the perimeter through the spiritual veins.

Facing the unjust souls driven by the ghost old man, Meng Yu knew that the purple qi transformed around him at this moment could not even deal with half of the unjust souls, and he ruthlessly shattered the golden pill and transformed it into aura, and the golden pill on the Dao abutment was reduced by half, shaking slightly, and it would explode at any time, once the golden pill exploded Meng Yu's cultivation fell to the foundation building period, and there was no hope of knotting the pill in this life.

The right hand transmits spiritual energy to the surrounding area, and the left hand gathers soul fire to continuously catapult, plus the purple qi around it will also attack the unjust soul with death qi on its own, and this hundred ghost night walking technique can't help the two of them for a while.

Although the spiritual power released by Meng Yu was mixed with a trace of fire attribute when passing through the spiritual vein, it was much purer than the spiritual energy contaminated with death qi in this area, and with this spiritual energy, the purple qi around it also accelerated, and after a while, a purple mist appeared in the area where the two of them were.

The unjust souls didn't dare to approach Zhou and Meng Yu anymore, and before Meng Yu could breathe a sigh of relief, the ghost old man snorted coldly and took back most of the unjust souls, and the dead qi around him suddenly weakened a lot. The ghost old man opened his mouth and said: "The dead spirit has disappeared, let's kill these two boys together in exchange for the reward of the National Saint, the old man only needs Meng Yu's Dao abutment." ”

There are still six monks alive in Chen Guoguo, except for Han Dumo, everyone is in the Jindan stage, Meng Yu is now covered in injuries and lacks spiritual power, and it is impossible to fight. The surroundings are not much better, the legs are broken, and they can't move, although the purple qi is domineering, but the surroundings are only in the early stage of condensation, which is a big nemesis for soul cultivation, and it has no effect on ordinary monks.

Meng Yu sighed, ready to completely shatter the golden pill in exchange for the last bit of aura. However, it was too late, and at the moment when Meng Yu was about to shatter the golden pill, a dove-egg-sized inner pill flew from a distance, and the inner pill was crystal clear, constantly flashing with diamond-like light. Neidan fell to the ground, shining brightly, and the few unjust souls that the ghost old man still left outside were directly illuminated into a cloud of green smoke, and the purple qi around was also dispersed by this light.

"White Tiger Neidan!!" everyone exclaimed at the same time, guessing in their hearts whether this person who could kill the fierce beast White Tiger was friend or foe.