Poof!

In the frightened and unbelievable gaze of the wasted evil spirit, Wushan shot out through the chest, giving this wasted evil spirit a heart-chilling cold.

Then Wu Shan stretched out his left hand, ignoring the struggle and howling of the evil spirit, and plucked off the one eye from the head of the wasted evil spirit.

It's an Evil Spirit Orb, a rare treasure!

From the discovery of the wasted evil spirit to the end of the battle, that is, a few breaths of time, even Wushan was surprised.

Wu Shan touched the strange evil bead that was made into a necklace by himself and hung on the inner layer of his clothes, and was very surprised.

"I didn't expect the secret treasure produced in the secret realm to be so easy to use!"

Just now, the strange evil bead on Wu Shan's chest heated slightly, and Wu Shan walked out of the illusion created by the wasted evil spirit, without being affected in the slightest.

After killing the evil spirit, Wu Shan once again took out the Hidden Bead to hide his body and continued to sweep into the depths of the dead land.

The deeper you go, the darker and colder this dead place becomes.

A day later, the place where Wushan was located, there was not even a cloudy wind, and it was lifeless.

At first, Wushan thought it was the original appearance of this dead land, but when Wushan walked out of a distance, it was faced with a windy wind, darkness, and reduced visibility.

Even if the literary qi is gathered in the eyes, it is impossible to see the situation within ten zhang.

In this way, Wushan immediately reacted, there must be something abnormal in the journey he had just experienced.

After only thinking about it for a moment, Wu Shan turned around and retreated backwards, retreating into the area where there was not even a yin wind.

Wushan is very cautious, slowly groping for the specific situation in this area.

Still, the unexpected happened!

Suddenly, the yin wind rose strongly, and a huge combination of yin qi and resentment appeared in Wushan's perception.

At the same time, in the four directions of Wushan, left and right, a ghost wrapped in a cloud of black mist appeared all over its body.

What's even more strange is that a looming transparent barrier has risen in this area at some point.

Wu Shan frowned, the four groups of identical ghosts, coupled with the transparent enchantment, Wu Shan could speculate that this should be the Wendao formation laid by others.

Wu Shan didn't continue to think deeply, and as soon as his mind moved, countless blades appeared in this area, suspended in the air, still and still.

Wu Shan thought very simply, whether this area was artificial or not, it would be clear if he tore apart the enchantment.

Shout...... Shout......

The next moment, the sword flashed, and the sound was soft.

The four resentful ghosts were torn to pieces by Wushan so easily.

Wushan continued to walk forward, and after about a quarter of an hour, Wushan encountered a translucent enchantment again.

Wushan did not hesitate, the sky was full of sword qi fell, and the enchantment shattered in response.

Breaking through the barrier, the situation in front of him made Wu Shan frown slightly.

In the middle of the enchantment, there was a scholar dressed in a light red silk robe, and at this time, the enchantment was broken, and the yin qi invaded the reader's body, making the reader's body tremble unconsciously.

Wu Shan squinted, and the dress of the person in front of him was obviously from a certain academy in the eastern region of the human race.

Wushan's chest Chinese qi surged, re-propped up a literary qi enchantment, and then felt a pill and stuffed it into the unconscious person's mouth.

After another moment, Wu Shan saw that this person had not woken up, so he stretched out his hand to cover the scholar's chest, and injected his own Wen Qi to help her dispel the Yin Qi in this person's body.

However, when Wushan withdrew his hand, his face was strange and inexplicable.

Because the palm of the hand that has just been covered by Wushan is extremely soft and plump to the touch.

Wu Shan already knew that the person in front of him was still a pseudo-man dressed as a man.

After another quarter of an hour, the pseudo-man dressed as a man did not wake up, Wu Shan frowned, he had checked this person's body before, it was not a serious injury, why was he not awake.

In this regard, Wushan was puzzled.

Fortunately, after a long time, the fainting man woke up with a sigh.

"Who are you?"

Before the awakened person could speak, Wu Shan had already raised the murder gun in his hand and put it in the eyes of the awakened person, ready to fall at any time.

Zhao Yinghe, who woke up slowly, felt that his head hurt very much, but when he saw the terrifying murder gun that was close at hand, Zhao Yinghe's pupils unconsciously narrowed, and a cold breath rose from the heart of his feet, all the way to the door of his head, and then he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Ah...... This brother ...... Brother Tai ...... Don't do it, have something to say! ”

Wu Shan did not remove the spear in his hand and continued to speak coldly.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Yinghe didn't dare to be verbose, and after being full of excitement, he hurriedly spoke.

"This brother, don't do it, I am also a human race below, my name is Zhao Yinghe, and I am an official student on the twelfth floor of Donglin!"

When he said this, a token appeared in Zhao Yinghe's hand.

Hearing this, Wu Shan glanced at the token, then glanced at Zhao Yinghe, and moved the murder spear standing between Zhao Yinghe's eyebrows.

The danger was lifted, and Zhao Yinghe kept gasping for breath, looking at the posture, there was a tendency to breathe out the air in the second half of his life.

After his breathing returned to stability, Zhao Yinghe raised his head to look at Wushan.

"Thank you Brother Tai for saving your life!"

Wu Shan did not answer this, but asked Zhao Yinghe rhetorically.

"You set up that ghost and circle outside?"

"It's down there!"

Zhao Yinghe answered quite quickly, but the next moment when he sensed his magic circle and ghost, he didn't get any feedback.

Zhao Yinghe looked up at Wushan, his eyes full of doubts.

"The ghost was destroyed by me, and the magic circle was broken by me!"

Wu Shan said it plainly, and said it lightly.

But in Zhao Yinghe's ears, these words are so domineering, and they are taken for granted.

Zhao Yinghe was stunned, but quickly reacted and smiled, hiding his embarrassment and shock.

In fact, Zhao Yinghe didn't have any sadness and complaints in her heart that the ghost was destroyed and the magic circle was broken, and she was already very grateful that Wushan could save her.

Zhao Yinghe is the strength of the fourth realm of Wendao, she can't sense the realm of Wushan, so she cautiously asks Wushan.

"Brother, what do you call it?"

Zhao Yinghe wanted to get closer to the relationship between the two first, and she spoke very politely and cordially.

Zhao Yinghe knew that it was the person in front of her who saved her, and the Terran compatriots in front of her were definitely not bad people.

Wu Shan ignored Zhao Yinghe's inquiry, and what was in his mind was the academy on the twelfth floor of Donglin.

The twelfth floor of Donglin is the academy of the Jin Kingdom on the east coast, and Wushan has heard of this academy, but it only knows its name.

Facing a stranger, and it was a girl dressed as a man, Wu Shan looked a little cold, turned around and stepped forward to continue to die.

"Don't go, it's dangerous ahead!"

Zhao Yinghe saw that Wushan wanted to leave, and immediately opened his mouth to dissuade him.

Wushan stopped and glanced back at Zhao Yinghe, his eyes were extremely sharp.

Zhao Yinghe was startled by Wushan's evil eyes, and hurriedly explained.

"This brother, you don't know, the front is really dangerous."

This is nonsense!

In this dead land, the realm strength of the ghost evil creature is very high as a whole, and everyone knows it.

Wu Shan felt that the girl named Zhao Yinghe in front of him was very ink, and turned his head and continued to move forward.

"Wait...... Brother, listen to me! ”

"There is a group of soul-detaining ghosts in front of me, extremely weird and domineering, I was injured by them, you must not send them to death!"

"And ...... Reputedly...... The leading elite of the barbarians have already appeared in this area...... Be careful......"

When Wu Shan heard this, his pupils shrank, but he still did not stop and continued to walk towards the depths of death.

"Brother Tai...... Don't answer them to shout...... and do not let the soul be touched by their chains......"

"Otherwise......"

Wushan walked forward, and Zhao Yinghe's reminder came sparsely behind him.

"Ghost ......"

Wu Shan whispered, secretly recalling all the information about the Soul Trap.

It is recorded in the collection of the academy that the ghosts of the soul detained fed on the soul, and the ghosts fled wherever they passed.

"Barbarian ......"

When he thought of the barbarians, the fierce light in Wushan's eyes was prominent, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

When he learned that everything in the military exercise was true, Wu Shan already had a thought in his heart.

Revenge, revenge, kill the barbarians!

In the depths of the dead land, there is darkness, and if it is not for the opening of the eyes, it will be difficult.

However, through the dark and gloomy wind, Wushan saw a little starlight shining in the distance.

There is no doubt that it is the glow of the culture and the fluctuation of the culture!

Wushan retracted his breath, took out the hidden bead again, and rushed to the direction of the fluctuation of the tone.

……

Hmmmm......

More than a dozen ghost-detaining ghosts wearing purple cloaks suspended in mid-air, stretched out eight ghostly chains from under the huge cloak, surrounded Luo Qingyi, Ba Renxiong, and Jiang Qiufeng, and let out a burst of howls, like joy and threat.

Luo Qingyi, Ba Renxiong, and Jiang Qiufeng were back to back, protecting each other.

A blue-white oil-paper umbrella stood on top of Luo Qingyi's head, emitting bursts of cyan light, protecting the three of them.

No matter how much the iron cable in the sky hits the blue and white umbrella, it can't break the cyan mask generated by the oil-paper umbrella.

"Teacher, quickly find a way, my Qingbai Barrier won't last long!"

Luo Qingyi's tone was a little anxious, she came here with the two of Ba Renxiong and Jiang Qiufeng chasing and killing a barbarian elite, who knew that after the hunted barbarian elite came here, the breath disappeared, and the three of them were surrounded by a group of ghost-detaining ghosts, and their lives hung by a thread.

There were more than a dozen soul-detaining ghosts in front of him, most of them were the strength of the fourth realm, but the leaders among them were two great soul-detaining ghosts of the fifth realm.

And Luo Qingyi, Ba Renxiong, and Jiang Qiufeng, only Ba Renxiong is the fifth realm of qi and blood, and Luo Qingyi and Jiang Qiufeng are both the strength of the fourth realm of Wendao.

Surrounded by this group of ghostholders, they are under a lot of pressure.

Especially Ba Renxiong, who has broken through savagely several times before, has not succeeded, and is already injured.

Hearing the anxiety in Luo Qingyi's heart, the bully turned his head and glared at Jiang Qiufeng.

"At this time, you are still secretive, do you want to die?"

Jiang Qiufeng's face was not good-looking, the few breakthroughs just now, he and Luo Qingyi were not easy, they were surrounded and killed by more than a dozen soul-detaining ghosts of the Fourth Realm, it was simply a killing machine step by step.

Jiang Qiufeng frowned, stretched out his hand and took it into his arms, and a literary inkstone appeared in his hand.

"This is a hole card against the barbarian elite, what will I do after I use it now?"

"I'm sure that barbarian elite is nearby, and when we do everything we can, attack us."

Jiang Qiufeng's words, the tyrant Xiong didn't care.

"Your grandfather's, you can't stop this wave of attacks in front of you, what's going on?"

The bully has a very high voice, a very loud voice, and is also very aggrieved.

The overlord has a rough personality, but he is entrusted by others to take care of Luo Qingyi and Jiang Qiufeng to the death.

Originally, the tyrant took Luo Qingyi and Jiang Qiufeng to hunt down a barbarian elite whose strength was in the fifth realm, which was a matter of hand-to-hand capture, but he took care of Jiang Qiufeng among the two, who was arrogant and arrogant, and was also timid, and liked to hide and have reservations.

Until the moment of life and death, Jiang Qiufeng will not show his housekeeping skills, and let Ba Renxiong and Luo Qingyi fall into danger and siege.

"The bastard died the old man, and the descendants raised are all insidious villains, and they have no responsibility and courage!"

The tyrant was very annoyed, and cursed the old man of the academy who asked him.

Jiang Qiufeng also knew the character of the bully and didn't hear the words of the bully man.

"Town!"

Jiang Qiufeng held up the inkstone in his hand, this heirloom spiritual treasure was exchanged by his grandfather from the academy treasury with his own merits.

The inkstone rose in the wind, falling down with a dignified atmosphere, protecting Barenxiong and Luo Qingyi.

"Teacher Ba, Senior Sister Tsing Yi, you go out to kill those soul-detaining ghosts, and I will preside over the inkstone enchantment and protect you."

"Be quick, my temperament will support the heirloom spirit treasure for half an hour at most!"

Ba Renxiong and Luo Qingyi glanced at each other, and both of them showed a dignified look in their eyes.

Luo Qingyi put away his blue and white umbrella, and under the whip of countless chains, his blue and white umbrella was already on the verge of shattering.

Luo Qingyi's mouth opened slightly, and a blue light fell on the overlord male, adding a faint layer of literary armor to the overlord male's body.

This is not over, another white light falls, healing and alleviating the wounds on the body of the overlord.

With the blessing of the auxiliary Wendao secret technique, the tyrant raised the big knife horizontally, and the blood and qi of his whole body were vigorous, and a layer of flames made of qi and blood appeared on the blade.

"Bold little ghost, dare to besiege and kill your grandfather, give me death!"

When the words fell, the tyrant raised his knife and rushed out like a flame.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The flaming long knife collided with countless soul chains, emitting bursts of explosions and burning sounds.

Luo Qingyi, who was protected by the inkstone, was not idle, and after swallowing a pill, he began to arrange a knife formation.

"My ancestors gave me a three-inch knife, without a sheath and no handle to break green silk."

"Heavy swords come with the wind, and there are many scars on the swords."

“……”

This is a three-inch knife. The sword array of life and death, although it is not what Luo Qingyi is best at, but when it is used at this time, it should have a miraculous effect.

"Senior Brother Qiufeng still has the means, why don't you take it out to help Teacher Ba?"

Luo Qingyi knew in his heart that Jiang Qiufeng was a handsome man on the talent list, his strength must be more than that, Jiang Qiufeng must have other means, but he was just reluctant.

Jiang Qiufeng, who presided over the Lingbao inkstone enchantment, frowned when he heard this, and a trace of hesitation appeared on his face.

may have thought that the situation was critical at the moment, and everyone was tied to life and death, and after a long time, Jiang Qiufeng reached out and took it into his arms, and a formation diagram appeared in his hand.

"This is the [Three Flame Snake Formation], unfolding in full force, it can condense three flame snakes, and it can rival the powerhouse of the sixth realm."

"Senior sister, if you take it to host, you should be able to condense a flame snake and help the teacher."

When Luo Qingyi heard this, his face was happy, if there was a powerful flame snake to help, not to mention killing these soul-detaining ghosts, he would still have a great chance to blast out an escape passage with all his might.

At this moment, the corners of the overlord male's mouth were bloody, and he retreated into the inkstone enchantment, and his whole body was surging with qi and blood.

"These ghosts are tricky!"

Being besieged by two Great Soul Arresters of the Fifth Realm with a group of Soul Arresting Ghosts of the Fourth Realm, it is already remarkable that the overlord can retreat with his whole body.

Although Ba Renxiong looks heartless and arrogant, he is not naïve, and he is also a little calm.

"It's invincible, wait for me to recover, you use the formation to cover me, I'll blast out a gap with all my might, let's escape from here."

As he spoke, the overlord had already stuffed a handful of pills into his mouth, and at the same time drank a large bottle of alien beast essence blood into his stomach.

With so many pills in his stomach, even if he was a tyrant who had mastered the tapir technique, he couldn't help but blush and have a thick neck.

The overlord is too eager!

In this moment of life and death, he had to choose to do this kind of thing that was both a waste of resources and a damage to his body.

All this, Wushan saw in his eyes.

Because, when Luo Qingyi arranged the knife array, Wushan arrived at the scene.

Wu Shan did not appear, and he sensed that there was still a breath in the darkness.

Wushan couldn't find the exact location of that breath, so he could only choose to wait, and Wushan wanted to be the last yellow sparrow.