The thunderstorm continues.

Zi Yunchen's breakthrough was not over, so Luo Qingyin did not leave, but just found a safe position and guarded him quietly.

In the afternoon, the devil's paper figure delivered her a message.

Ghost Yin Lang and his party forcibly broke out of the formation, Ghost Yin Lang was the most seriously injured, and was left by Ghost Immortal and others to resist the people of Yang City, if there is no accident, he will never be able to return to the Ghost Sect.

He saw two ghost immortals and the martial immortal soul people of the Tianluo Temple passing by halfway, and he didn't dare to resist the enemy head-on, but just dragged one of the ghost immortals, and the remaining two were already on the way back to the ghost sect.

Luo Qingyin narrowed his eyes slightly.

A ghost immortal, a martial immortal, can fight.

The ink monkey and the nine-tailed snow fox didn't know where to go to hunt for treasure, she didn't call them back, and she didn't meet with the snow ginseng doll and Tang Lu.

Anyway, it's all about fighting, it's better to let Zi Yunchen be the bait, Tang Lu, Xue Ginseng Doll and Lei Yan are the main forces, and she is playing sneak attacks behind her back......

However, when the Martial Immortal and the Ghost Immortal returned together, she found that she still didn't have to make a move.

The ghost fairy had just arrived, and before he could understand what was happening, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder slashed at him.

The other martial immortal was more shrewd and immediately dodged away.

Speaking of which, the martial immortals of the Tianluo Divine Temple were all piled up with the god-making plan, and they couldn't stand the thunder at all, and as soon as they split, their whole bodies would fall apart.

This kind of martial immortal, she has done it in the past few years, let alone alone.

Luo Qingyin stared at the direction where the martial immortal was dodging, and quietly beckoned to the Yin Yang Battle Rabbit: "Keep up, him." ”

……

In the darkness of nothingness, Feng Zhentian lazily drank with a teacup, and under his slightly narrowed eyes, there was a kind of leisure from the heart.

The feathers on his head swayed slightly without wind, as if he was sitting in the ancestral shrine of the Tianhuang clan.

Opposite him, the eyes of the old man with a face hidden in the darkness bloomed with a penetrating cold light.

At their side, there is a light mirror.

Everything that happened in the sky above the Ghost Sect could be seen clearly by the light mirror.

The martial immortal who was in a hurry to avoid the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder was intercepted by Luo Qingyin, and before he had time to make a move, he was kicked in the heart by the Yin Zhan Tianyu who suddenly came out of the front.

The force of the kick made the spirits he absorbed tremble.

He hurriedly shot out and grabbed Yin Zhan Tiantu, but he didn't want Yang Zhan Tiantu to sneak attack behind him, so he kicked him in the ass.

Kicked him to the ground on the spot and threw him on the.

The force was so great that a two-foot human-shaped pit appeared where he fell!

The more the old man looked at it, the more penetrating his eyes became, and after a while, the old man's rough voice sounded like a scrub: "Waste! ”

Feng Zhentian calmly poured himself a cup of tea, and said casually: "If there is a master, there must be a soul?" Or will it be a litter? ”

The old man turned his face and stared at him, his dark eyes almost revealing black air.

Feng Zhentian smiled and groaned: "What are you doing in this seat? It's not this seat that made you create a soul man. ”

As if he was deliberately angry with the old man, he said slowly: "I said thousands of years ago that the soul people created by the soul clan's god-making method are vulnerable, and you just don't listen." ”

At the mention of the name of Hate Yao, the green tendons on the old man's face bulged one by one, looking particularly terrifying.

Feng Zhentian Shi Ran put down the teacup: "Look at you, you have become a wisp of remnant soul, and you can't learn to be calm, you say, you and Hate Xiaoyao were born from the same mother, why is the gap so big?" ”

Mao Dun Literature