Looking back, the nine-tailed snow fox and the ink monkey had already followed neatly.

Luo Qingyin waved his hand at Zi Yunchen, and Xiao Jinpeng spread his wings, leaving the Fire Condor King behind in a blink of an eye.

The nine-tailed snow fox rolled around the back of the Fire Condor King with his tail in his arms, rolling his hair fluffy like a ball, and muttered, "Why do you want to go separately?" ”

Luo Qingyin stretched out his hand and stroked its tail, feeling the fluffy touch, and said in a very good mood: "They go to take the lead and attract the attention of the Ghost Sect, as soon as we arrive, we can go directly to the back mountain of the Ghost Sect." ”

……

The speed of the Golden-Winged Roc was almost unmatched, and before dawn, it had already reached the sky above the Ghost Sect.

The Ghost Sect has always liked to act at night, but they don't have the habit of holding the lamp, and at a glance, all the mountains are dark, like fierce beasts that open their mouths and are ready to pounce at any time in the dark night.

Tang Lu was accustomed to saluting first and then soldiering, and was about to ask Zi Yunchen if he wanted to hand over the prayer post, when he saw that Zi Yunchen had an extra flute in his hand.

Zi Yunchen put the flute to his lips and blew it.

This time it is not a phoenix seeking a phoenix, but a pure requiem.

The sound of the flute was not loud, but under the effect of his Xuan Qi, it was extremely distant and ethereal, and countless Yin Spirits heard the sound and quietly surrounded the Golden-Winged Dapeng.

Listen to the songs, let go of obsessions, feel the ghosts, and purify yourself......

Among them are quite a few ghost cultivators in the Ghost Sect.

The Ghost Sect Elder was so angry that his nose was crooked.

Which person who is not long-sighted dares to rob ghosts in front of the ghost sect?

He walked out angrily and shouted, "Who is pretending to be a ghost here? ”

Zi Yunchen didn't seem to hear it, and continued to play the flute.

Tang Lu looked at Zi Yunchen, and then at the snow ginseng doll who was idle and bored and was drinking Wanyin wine with Lei Yan, and was silent for a while, without making a sound.

The elder was even more angry, raised his hand and waved, and immediately two apprentices behind him came up to drive people away.

The two apprentices swept in front of Zi Yunchen and were about to make a move, when their eyes fell on the flute in his hand, they suddenly froze, and said in a lost voice: "Ghost jade flute? ”

Ghost jade flute, the treasure of the ghost world.

If you get it, you can summon the ghosts of the world.

Now, it's right in front of them.

Coincidentally, they all raised their hands and grabbed the ghost jade flute.

Zi Yunchen was still engrossed in blowing the tune, Tang Lu was in a hurry, and was about to make a move, when he saw Zi Yunchen's body move three feet flat, and the flute sound was not affected by half a point.

As soon as the two of them caught the miss, they immediately drew their weapons and attacked Zi Yunchen from left to right.

The tip of one of the swords slashed in front of the snow ginseng doll, and the snow ginseng doll snorted dissatisfiedly, with a hint of cold coolness, and smashed the bottle of finished drinking wine at the ghost cultivator: "Get out!" ”

Burst!

There was a muffled sound.

The wine bottle smashed on the chest of the ghost cultivator, smashing the ghost cultivator into the air, and landed heavily on the body of the other ghost cultivator, the force was so strong that the two ghost cultivators rolled down together before they understood what was happening.

The snow ginseng doll took out a bottle of monkey wine from the ring again: "Bald dog, let's continue to drink." ”

Tang Lu: "......"

The elder of the Ghost Sect found that the situation was wrong, and personally stepped forward to check, and when he saw that it was Zi Yunchen who was playing the flute, his heart suddenly sank.

He knew that the ghosts and Yin Lang were going to seize the Yin City.

The devil invited Zi Yunchen to help, and he also knew.

Now that Zi Yunchen is in front of him, does that mean that Ghost Yin Lang has failed?

No, it will take more than half a day to get from Yin City to the Ghost Sect, and the battle should have just begun at this point.

Not!

Mao Dun Literature