Just as the man was about to step forward to take a closer look, he frowned slightly, and then looked at the col.

With his cultivation, he could clearly feel that many masters were rushing towards this side.

The man hesitated for a moment, then took out something from his arms and placed it beside Lu Scale, and then swept in the direction where the Ghost Saint and Jiang Yuyan left.

Although Lu Scale's cultivation was abolished, he was still conscious.

Looking at what the stranger had placed beside him, a trace of trance flashed in his eyes.

What the man left behind was not a rare treasure, but an ordinary straw cricket.

Looking at the straw cricket in front of him, Lu Scale's thoughts became confused.

He knew that he was not the head of the dart, Lu Tengkong's biological son. But when he arrived at the Flying Tiger Dart Game, he was still young, and he couldn't remember most of the previous events.

But the straw cricket in front of him gave him a sense of familiarity.

"Over here!"

At this moment, a loud shout came.

A group of people rushed into the mountain col, looked at the corpses everywhere, and the three leading monks folded their hands and recited a Buddha horn to the corpses all over the mountain pass.

And the masters of various sects behind him rushed into the mountain col one after another, looking for them in all directions.

After a while, a chivalrous man with a knife found the woman who had died of anger next to the bonfire.

"It's Miss Zhu......"

The man slowly floated the dead woman up and said to the people around him.

"These should be the people of the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau, who went down to the Flying Tiger Dart Bureau after last spring, and recognized Lu Darthead!"

Among the rest of the people who looked at it, someone recognized the head of the dart, Lu Tengkong.

At this time, the master who thought he was wearing a sword came to Lu Tengkong's corpse and brushed Lu Tengkong's right arm with one hand.

"The veins are depleted...... That's right, the devil did it! ”

After the master looked at Lu Tengkong's corpse, he gritted his teeth and said to the three eminent monks who were chanting with their hands together.

"Sin, sin ......"

The senior monk glanced at Lu Tengkong, and then said with some remorse: "Hey, we are one step late!" ”

"Humph! When she catches the devil, the poor nun will definitely break her body into pieces! ”

The master got up with a sinister face, and then the long sword in his hand was unsheathed.

A dazzling white light flashed, and a boulder on his side was split in two by the long sword in the master's hand.

"Master, master, there is still a living mouth here!"

At this moment, someone on the side came to Lu Scale's side, but found that although this person had lost all his internal strength, he was still alive.

Shi Tai and the three senior monks immediately came to Lu Scale's side.

"The donor is from the Tiger Dart Bureau?"

One of the old monks stepped forward, imprinted one hand on the big acupoint on Lu Scale's back, and asked after crossing into a trace of internal breath.

Lu Yan nodded, and then said, "Not bad." ”

The monk was still waiting to ask, but the master on the side stepped forward a little eagerly and asked coldly, "Where did the devil flee?" ”

Although Lu Yan was a little unsure, he still pointed in the direction where Jiang Yuyan left.

"Leave two people to take care of the wounded, and the rest continue to chase after the poor nuns!"

After the old nun finished speaking, her body moved, and she swept towards the place where Jiang Yuyan and the others left.

The three eminent monks followed, leaving two half-step-in martial artists to take care of Lu Scale, and the rest followed.

……

Jiang Yuyan was able to suppress the internal breath raging in the meridians, and chased all the way in the direction of the ghost saint's escape.

Since the ghost saint can become the master of the ghost palace, his body is naturally not slow.

Originally, according to Jiang Yuyan's expectations, during the time she was fighting with the Flame Ancestor, the Ghost Saint should have escaped for a certain distance.

But he didn't want to, after chasing for less than ten miles, Jiang Yuyan found the traces of the ghost saint.

By a small river, the Ghost Saint sat cross-legged, with the Heavenly Demon Qin that the major masters were competing with each other in his hand.

At this time, the ghost saint, on his originally pale cheeks, a strange black gas would emerge from time to time.

The poison of the poisonous hand Rakshasa is not a joke.

When he came into contact with the Heavenly Demon Qin, he had already discovered the clues on it.

But at that time, the Flame Ancestor was entangled by Jiang Yuyan, and it was a good time for him to take away the Heavenly Demon Qin.

Moreover, the Ghost Saint also felt that no matter how powerful Jiang Yuyan was, he would be able to fight against the Flame Ancestor.

But who would have thought that the Flame Ancestor would pull his crotch like this.

He ran out of the col less than ten miles before he was chased by Jiang Yuyan.

"The old man admits it, the Heavenly Demon Qin is yours!"

Looking at Jiang Yuyan, who was walking towards him step by step, the ghost saint did not hesitate at all, and directly threw the Heavenly Demon Qin beside him to Jiang Yuyan.

Bang!

But he didn't want to, in the face of the Heavenly Demon Qin thrown by the Ghost Saint, Jiang Yuyan directly slapped it into the air with a palm.

And those calm eyes were always staring at the ghost saint who was pranayama.

She killed all sides in Beizhili, not for some rare treasures.

And she is eyeing the Ghost Saint, naturally not for this Heavenly Demon Qin!

The ghost saint looked at the Heavenly Demon Qin that was knocked away by Jiang Yuyan, and squinted slightly.

From Jiang Yuyan's eyes, he could conclude that the woman in front of him was not here for the Heavenly Demon Qin.

Combined with Jiang Yuyan's previous actions, the ghost saint suddenly remembered a demon who had only appeared in the rivers and lakes recently.

"Sen Luo San smiled!"

Just when Jiang Yuyan came to the Ghost Saint's Foot Away, the Ghost Saint who was sitting cross-legged pulled the black robe on his body.

The black robe rose in the wind, and instantly shrouded the top of Jiang Yuyan's head, enveloping her whole person into the black robe.

Jiang Yuyan, who was shrouded in black robes, only felt countless terrible screams coming from all around, and one after another yin and evil energy came straight towards the acupoints around her.

"Boom, little girl, really the old man is a lamb to the slaughter...... Well?! ”

The ghost saint, who could barely suppress the poisonous gas, saw that the black robe covered Jiang Yuyan, and his expression instantly became hideous.

didn't wait for him to finish speaking, but he was directly stunned on the spot.

Above the black robe, a flash of fire flashed.

In a matter of moments, the black robe was burned out, and Jiang Yuyan appeared in front of him unpleasantly.

What surprised him was that at this moment, Jiang Yuyan's palms were still burning with raging fire.

"Flame Palm?!"

Killing the ghost saint would not have thought that this little-known woman could become famous with the famous stunt of the old ghost?

And looking at that posture, it seems to be much more powerful than the Flame Palm displayed by the Flame Ancestor.

"Wait...... Woo!! ”

The Ghost Saint finally felt the fear.

But before he could open his mouth to beg for mercy, the woman in front of him raised one hand slightly, and a strange force instantly wrapped him.

The energy of the whole body was vented like a bursting embankment.

With a lot of incense, the palace master of the ghost palace followed in the footsteps of the Flame Ancestor and He Qinghua.

Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

And Jiang Yuyan, who had devoured the internal strength of the Ghost Saint, could no longer suppress the energy flowing in her tendons, and instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

It's domineering to transfer flowers and trees, but she can't stand such a disaster!

Jiang Yuyan knew that even if Zhao Yu woke up this time, the muscles and veins around her body would not be able to recover!