As Chen Yu's words fell, his ghost body clone finally gradually formed a scale in countless waves.

With his eyes closed, his eyebrows were full of heroism, he sat cross-legged with a robe, and his long hair danced in the wind, half-covering his face.

Since then, the doppelganger has been cast.

Lan Xuejing could feel the difference of this ghost body.

Since it was Chen Yu's magic and blessed Chen Yu's law power, it seemed that his physical body alone was already very strong.

After arriving at Shu Mountain, Chen Yu's remnant god will enter the ghost body, and use this doppelganger to reveal the grandeur of his ghost god in Xudu Mountain.

"I will definitely send your ghost body to Shushan safely." Lan Xuejing replied solemnly.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Luoli and Gu Changan outside the palace also learned about the incident.

They built a small bamboo coffin for Chen Yu's ghost clone, just enough to accommodate one person.

After a while, Chen Yu lay down in the body, but Chen Luoli insisted on carrying the coffin himself.

In the face of everyone's kindness, Chen Luoli shook her head and refused: "I want to stay with my father for a while." ”

Lan Xuejing understands that the relationship between father and daughter is very deep.

After Chen Luoli learned that Chen Yu was about to meet her through a clone, this kind of excitement can only be understood when she is in it.

Even if it's just a little longer, it's good.

"If you're tired, tell us, and we'll carry it for you." Ning Xiao'e said seriously.

The thought of meeting her son again, she was naturally very happy in her heart.

"Okay." Chen Luoli agreed with a smile.

They glanced back at the scene of Shiva's mansion, and then stopped lingering and began to return the same way and rush to Shushan.

In the rainy night, the sky was dripping with light rain, and before Gu Changan could move a few steps, he saw a group of dark figures standing in the dense forest in front of him.

There are cold and cold fluctuations that spread, affecting the surrounding temperature.

Beneath the half-shaded robes, pale skin, thin scarlet lips, and a tomahawk imprint on the shoulders can be seen.

They faced the entrance of the Shiva Mansion cave, as if they were waiting for something, until Chen Luoli and the others walked out, and their eyes looked cold.

Among them, the first one is dressed more dignified, with a feminine face, and a smile on the corner of his mouth at the moment.

Gu Changan's body immediately tensed, and when his pupils condensed, he suddenly felt a little stunned, and the same was true for Lan Xuejing and Ning Xiao'e.

The sense of oppression brought by those figures on a rainy night is really not ordinary.

"The ghost fox clan and the Shushan disciples are accompanied, this combination is really a bit weird."

The sacrificial bones made a faint sound, and they fluctuated terribly under the rainy night.

His pale gray eyes flickered slightly, and he soon noticed that there was a stone in Lan Xuejing's arms.

It was that stone that had previously touched the source of the evil of heaven and earth, and gathered a magnificent scene.

"You are...... Ghost temple warriors? ”

Gu Changan's breathing suddenly froze a little.

The tomahawk pattern on the shoulder, looking at the entire Great Yuan Prefecture, no existence dares to pretend to be.

Gu Changan knew very little about the Ghost Palace, only that they came and went without a trace, and they were very mysterious.

He didn't expect to meet the Ghost Hall Clan in this Ghost Kui Mountain Range.

At the moment, it's a bit bad.

The sacrificial bone didn't respond, just raised his hand slightly, and flicked his index finger forward.

A group of gray-robed figures swept out one after another.

The power flowing on their bodies is very powerful, each of them is no less than the king level, and because they control a certain ghost path technique, their body is like a phantom.

In an instant, it came to everyone.

Gu Changan drew his sword on the spot, and the cold light burst out in an instant, carrying the true yuan of the Martial King Realm, covering the magic seal of Shu Mountain.

As soon as the sword was slashed away, a sword shadow opened horizontally, shattering the rainy night, and calling the two ghost palace warriors, and their bodies suddenly separated!

As a contemporary disciple of Shushan, Gu Chang'an, who is known to the outside world as a little sage, has no doubt about his ability to slay demons and slay demons.

He knew very well that these guys in front of him were really a huge threat, and if he didn't show his twelve percent strength, there would be unpredictable changes.

On the other side, Lan Xuejing and Ning Xiao'e also stepped out and fought with the Ghost Hall Clan.

Even the Fire Ghost King didn't say a word, he appeared from the seal in his sleeve, rolled up the boundless sea of fire, and blasted it with one palm, and screwed off the heads of the two ghost palace warriors on the spot.

The revelation of such strength is completely different from the situation when Chen Luoli was alone in the Dayan God Dynasty.

She has the blessing of Shushan Gu's disciples, the help of Lan Xuejing, the company of Ning Xiao'e, and the bodyguard of Huo Liancheng.

The four are sincere, and none of them are false.

With her father temporarily unable to see her, she no longer faces unforeseen dangers alone.

Along the way, she has also grown a lot.

Even now, he has mastered the wind chime spell and has the fog and moon with him.

"Jingle bell!"

The bell rang suddenly, and she carried Chen Yu's bamboo coffin on her back, with a serious expression, and opened the seal in her sleeve again.

There was a spatial distortion, and four figures with a heavenly aura were killed in an instant.

"Roar!"

The sound was like thunder, shaking through the ears and roaring through the five organs.

The sacrificial bones, which originally looked calm and did not produce any ripples in his eyes, couldn't help but shrink his pupils slightly.

It made all the ghost palace warriors in the audience suddenly feel a chill coming.

Bang!

The bone claws were torn horizontally, indestructible, and the four Hunan kings showed a killing posture.

The blade slashed through the rain, slashed their throats, and with a slap of the palm, the door of the slap collapsed open.

"Gu Zhuang?"

The sacrificial bones were stunned for a moment, and then their expressions moved.

It seems that they didn't expect it at all, and this team that crossed the Guikui Mountains still had such terrifying combat power.

There is a sword shadow rolling the wind and clouds, and the cold light covers the sky.

There was a sea of fire that rolled and roared, and burned all things.

With sharp claws, he roared horizontally, and wrenched the ghost's body.

In just a short period of time, all the ghost palace warriors were trampled one after another and fell to the ground.

Soon, silence fell again outside Shiva's house.

The rain poured down, causing the bones to stand in silence.

Lan Xuejing and Gu Changan still did not slack off, always tense their minds, staring at the sacrificial bones.

The power of the Ghost Hall is mysterious and powerful.

This guy in front of him should be a character with an identity in the Ghost Palace.

At least now, it seems that they can't guess the specific strength and level of the sacrifice bone.

After a while, Gu Changan said in a deep voice: "Give me a reason, why do you do it to us?" ”

It is not unreasonable for this sentence to ask.

Because the ghost hall has no interest in killing for no reason.

There must be a reason why the sacrificial bones suddenly descended outside Shiva's house.

"You're wrong, humans and demons are opposed, do you need a reason?"

The sacrificial bones finally spoke, his words were faint, and his expression was calm.

Following the sound transmission, through the sky and rain, and then under the gaze of Gu Changan and the others' pupils shrunk suddenly.

All the Demon Hall warriors who had been killed before suddenly crawled up from the ground in shock.

The bones were reshaped in a strange way, and even picked up their own skulls and reattached them with expressionless faces.

Even if it has been reduced to pieces, it will be restored to its original appearance under the silk line!

But in a moment, they stood there again, and the sense of oppression still did not disappear at all.

This kind of picture made Gu Changan feel cold, and made Lan Xuejing and Ning Xiao'e both gasp, their faces as pale as snow.