There are more and more ghosts, and they are starting to pile up.

The pressure on the three of them also increased, and the battle began to heat up, and the spirits began to pour in from all directions, no longer hesitating, and began to fall into a kind of collective mental euphoria, which the monks described as a mental storm.

For monks like them who are good at fighting, the general ghost ghost is actually not a big threat, and the next level of ghost and ghost is not easy to grasp, so letting the low-level ghost form a spiritual storm is the best test method, even if he can still protect the two of them in this situation, what he sees is the adaptability of the two in the siege of the ghost group.

The palms and backs of the hands are all meat, they are all brothers, if the two of them can't show enough strength, then no one wants to stay in Xilu Mountain to investigate the truth, he would rather give up this clue.

The big sword waved, swinging layers of sword shadows in front of him, superb swordsmanship and profound skills could still ensure that there seemed to be an iron wall in front of him blocking the ghosts and ghosts, and he could also take this opportunity to see how the two junior disciples responded to the crazy attack of the ghosts and ghosts at such a level.

Still two very different ways!

As Dou Gong's density increased, his flame sword began to become red, as if he was wielding a torch, and in the torch Dou Gong's expression became excited, which was the natural reaction of sword cultivation when he suddenly encountered a strong enemy!

did not flinch, but shouted a fierce battle, with a fire line long sword to suppress the momentum of the swarming ghosts, judging from this result, Dou Gong has reached a very high height in the deep spiritual power of the dantian and in the use of the fire line.

The only problem is that this kind of heartiness can't last too long, and even if Xiang Zhi asks himself to fight like this, he may not be able to last for two hours, let alone Dou Gong, who is lower than his realm.

Of course, don't worry too much, the ghosts are also a nest, the grave of this mountain is a nest, that mountain is a nest, and they are not intimate with each other.

Ghosts also have the simplest consciousness, they may not know to be afraid, but they can instinctively sense danger, and when the spiritual storm passes, they will naturally not be so frantic again.

The warbler is another way entirely, concise, fast, calm, and deadly...... It's always a prick, and even when surrounded by ghosts, I don't want to waste a little more strength;

He was always retreating, from left to right, and then from front to back, and then suddenly with an unreasonable advance, he returned to his original position, and retreated for a long time still in place.

The contact with the ghost made the bystanders worry about him, because he was almost injured, but time passed, half an hour, an hour, a little bit or a little, and the ghosts never seemed to have a chance to break through this last bit of distance.

When danger becomes the norm and rhythm, it naturally becomes an art of dancing on the tip of a sword, dancing and dancing, I feel that this kind of sword dance is also pleasing to the eye, and it dances with death.

Fighting like this, the staying power speaks for itself.

Xiang Zhi was very puzzled, how did he practice such swordsmanship? How did this young man do it, even though they were parading around the graves and perilous all day?

Either it was the refinement of countless battles, or the incomparable talent of kendo, which he believed more was the latter.

In fact, through this, the battle of two hours, the superiority has been divided, and there is no need to hold on until tomorrow, but once the promise is made, you can't regret it halfway, otherwise you can't explain it here in Dou Gong.

After two hours, the attack of the ghosts began to weaken, although there were still many ghosts who still persevered, but in terms of density, it had been greatly reduced, and they knew that these humans were not good to eat, so after the mental turmoil, it was a normal spiritual ebb and flow.

That's why Xiang Zhiwen dared to stay here! He was well aware of the characteristics of these ghosts, and that, like humans, any mental exhilaration was time-limited and could not last forever; Human exuberance is followed by extreme loss, physical and mental exhaustion; And if the ghosts are too excited, they can burn themselves to death!

Dou Gong quietly breathed a sigh of relief, although he had been to this place once, but it was only a superficial taste, but he had never been so crazy; He couldn't retreat, especially in front of the new junior disciple, he could only grit his teeth and hold on, but he knew that if the intensity of such an attack came for another hour, he didn't know what would happen to others, but he himself would collapse.

Any weakness, once an absolute numerical superiority has been formed, remains a mortal threat.

After the attack strength of the ghosts weakened, he finally had time to look back, the slash on the soul banner on behalf of Xiang Zhiwen was still far ahead, after all, he was a senior brother who had already entered the Tongxuan with half a foot, and this skill was unmatched among the Quanzhen disciples of the Yin Tomb.

Next is him, more than Hou Ying, fortunately, he finally didn't lose face as a senior brother.

The spirits' attacks grew weaker and weaker, and after three hours of fighting, they finally stopped completely, and they began to turn a blind eye to these humans, avoiding them from afar, and no longer coming up to provoke them.

It is the common nature of human beings to bully the weak and fear the hard, and these ghosts and ghosts have also been humans, and of course they can't get rid of this natural disease.

The die is cast. The results are arranged according to the realm, and they are not bad at all.

No one spoke, just silently regained their strength and waited for the dawn.

The stars began to emerge from the clouds, and after the torrential rain, it was a sunny day.

When the three of them were almost recovered, Xiang asked him to point to the faint outline of Xiyi Mountain in the dark night,

"Xihu Mountain is not too big, if you go in during the day, you can still drive it out before nightfall, as long as you don't go too deep.

In addition to fighting, there are many other ways to deal with ghosts, such as my soul flag, which can cover the aura of humans with this protection.

Whether the beeswax is here or not, no one knows, I think it's unlikely; We just seek verification, not necessarily grasp it.

If you find something, crush the Blue Bird Talisman and don't make your own decisions."

Seeing that the two of them were silent, Xiang asked and smiled, "This is just the periphery of the tombs of the Yin Mansion of Xihu Mountain, and it was already in such a situation when the spiritual storm appeared, what would happen if you entered the center, you can probably have an inference."

I still say the same thing, when a person dies, there is nothing left!"

On the horizon, there was a faint hint of fish belly white, and it was about to dawn, and he had already made up his mind.

"Dou Gong, I still have a very important task for you to do, and you are familiar with Yin Ling, so it is the best choice.

The investigation here is to wait for the warbler to come, limited to March, regardless of the results; I will notify you if it is subject to change. 「

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