"It's in the right direction, but it's a bit of a hassle!" Mu Renxing frowned.

"What's the trouble?"

"Thousands of feet deep, purple light flashed, the treasure should be there, but there are countless Yin Spirits guarding it, at this time, hundreds of monks are besieging!"

When Su Yizhao heard this, his eyes lit up slightly.

In every mine, there are ghosts.

Yin is good at soul attacks and is difficult to prevent.

The powerful Yin Soul can scatter the soul of a monk in an instant, turning him into a madman at least and dying on the spot.

To defend against soul attacks, you must have a special mystical weapon or technique, and if you want to kill the Yin Soul, it is even more difficult, and the flying sword spell has little effect.

"These monks can resist, which means that the level of the Yin Soul is not high, go!" Liu Qinwu's face was overjoyed, and he took the lead and rushed forward.

Along the way, I met more than a dozen monks.

Some are like crazy demons, some are like dementia, but without exception, all of them were killed by Liu Qinwu and the three.

Although the three daughters were angry, there was nothing they could do.

The other three seemed to have adapted to it, and there was a look of impatience in their eyes.

Su Yizhao secretly said in his heart: "This task, gold medal law enforcement disciple Su Yizhao, take it!" ”

After a stick of incense, the people could already hear the sound of fighting.

A gust of wind blew, and the smell of blood gradually intensified.

When everyone felt a chill in their bones, their eyes were empty, and a large space appeared in front of them.

There was a purple glow floating in the center of the space.

The purple glow seemed to be blocked by something, faintly flashing.

Clusters of silver-gray mist surrounded the violet mang, and more mist objects sped around the space.

The ground was covered with the corpses of monks.

More than twenty monks are driving flying swords and spells to fight against misty objects.

"Whoosh! Sou! Sou! ”

"Suddenly! Suddenly! ”

"Beep!"

Su Yizhao looked intently, flying swords, fireballs, and ice spikes flew in all directions, his eyes were full of cold light, hot and cold, and yin wind and blood were intertwined.

"A few Taoist friends, the treasure is right in front of you, work together to kill the Yin Soul, how about everyone having a share in the treasure?" A sturdy monk took the moment to shout at them.

Liu Qinwu and the three of them observed carefully, and after a while, they said to themselves: "Sure enough, at most, it is a Yin Soul at the level of the Four Mysterious Realms!" ”

Mu Renxing raised his head and said, "No, we won't do it until you die!" ”

The fierce monk was so angry that he almost spurted blood, and before he could reply, he suddenly felt bad, and instantly pulled away and fled.

At this time, I saw that the purple rays in the air were in full bloom in an instant, as if they felt threatened, and the mist-like yin spirits that were attached to the purple rays exploded.

Thousands of Yin Spirits shot towards everyone one after another, and in the purple light was a small purple ball.

Ten zhang apart, Su Yizhao felt that his soul was comfortable.

This little ball must have something to do with the soul!

There was a look of joy in his eyes, and he took a step forward and blocked Li Xiuyue behind him.

Liu Qinwu's faces changed slightly, and they all sacrificed their flying swords.

"Woohoo......!"

The yin spirit seemed to cry out, and one after another eerie screams rushed into his ears and pierced his soul.

"Run!"

"Run!"

Seeing that the situation was wrong, the more than 20 monks who were fighting in the air withdrew and fled towards the various mines.

The Yin Spirits did not pursue, and all of them besieged the ten men.

Su Yizhao's heart moved, and his right hand pinched the knuckles, and a white light shot out instantly.

"Kill with all your might, and each has a destiny! Sacrifice to! ”

Liu Qinwu shouted lightly, and the flying sword shot out instantly.

The others also sacrificed their flying swords, and suddenly, the cold light burst out.

Fist-sized clouds of ghosts shot down like a torrential rain.

The cold light passed through the Shadows, only to make them stand still for a moment.

On the mist-like body, the pierced wound instantly returned to its original state.

"Woohoo......!"

As if someone was commanding, when they were five feet away from everyone, all the yin spirits instantly chirped.

When the voice came, everyone was shocked, only to feel a buzzing in their heads, and their eyes were instantly chaotic.

Su Yizhao hurriedly pinched his fingers with both hands.

The flying sword stabbed into the middle of the yin soul with a "whoosh", twisting rapidly.

At the same time, an ice shield was instantly formed, protecting it in front of him.

Most of this wave of attacks rushed towards Liu Qinwu and the others.

But the three of them were not affected, their movements were extremely fast, and their flying swords were extremely sharp, cutting a piece of Yin Soul into pieces in an instant.

The other three suddenly shook their bodies, snorted, and two blood lines flowed from their ears, apparently slightly injured.

Li Xiuyue's three daughters stood behind Su Yizhao, their faces were pale, and there were already blood stains on their mouths and noses, and the three daughters took out a pill at the same time, swallowed it in their mouths, and their faces returned to redness.

Soul attacks are the most difficult to defend.

But it is even more rare for the three girls to have the elixir to recover and heal their soul injuries.

Su Yizhao looked at the overwhelming Yin Spirit, took a deep breath, activated the Xuan Qi, and swung his left and right hands forward violently.

The flying sword flashed with extreme agility, and in the blink of an eye, it had already slashed up and down a hundred times, and forty or fifty Yin Spirits were instantly cut into pieces and floated down.

But more Yin Spirits leapfrogged over the sword light and rushed towards them.

"Puff puff ......."

There was a sharp sound, and a strong force came from the ice shield.

His body trembled, but he did not take half a step back, and remained in place.

He knew that the most dangerous time had come.

I saw that after the Yin Spirit collided with the ice shield, it flew up again in an instant, bypassing the ice shield and rushing towards his head.

His right hand squeezed sharply, and the flying sword flickered in front of him.

One by one, the ghosts were reduced to pieces and fell one after another.

The flying sword sometimes touched the door, sometimes slashed across the forehead, and did not dare to miss any of them.

The ghost invades the mind, and the gods are difficult to save.

In the center of the space, the spherical treasure, like a purple sun, emitted a dazzling purple glow.

"Heavenly Thunder Flying Sword Technique! Sacrifice to! ”

"Tempest Flying Sword Technique! Sacrifice to! ”

"Liu's Flying Sword Technique! Sacrifice to! ”

Suddenly, three voices rang out, and the entire space shook like a riot.

Su Yizhao's face froze, and he said in a low voice: "Flying Sword Technique? ”

The Four Profound Realms can practice the Four-Rank Flying Sword Technique, and its power is at least three times that of the Three-Rank Imperial Sword Technique.

It's just that the flying sword technique is precious, even if it is his status as a gold medal law enforcement, he can't practice it for free.

The flying sword trick with the title is even more valuable, in the Xuanqi Gate, even if there are more Xuanshi, you can't buy the flying sword trick with the title, because there is no one at all.

At this time, he once again felt that the envoy from the general sect was really too powerful behind him.

With the voices of the three people, the flying swords in the space were like stormy thunder.

"Boom ......!"

"Woooooooo......oo

Piece by piece, the Yin Spirits were sliced into pieces.

In the eyes of everyone, the purple mang became even more vigorous.

Liu Qinwu and the three of them were mighty, and Su Yizhao was happy.

What surprised him even more was that after watching the performance of the three of them, he found that the power of the Great Perfection's Imperial Sword Technique was definitely not much worse.

But he is used to keeping a low profile, so he will naturally not expose his strength at this time.

So he pretended to be very struggling like this, driving the flying sword to protect Li Xiuyue behind him.

"Haha, fellow Daoists, have you gained knowledge? This is the strength of the Four Profound Realm cultivators! ”

"Daoist Fellow Xiuyue, your Daoist is here, he is naturally a genius, but compared to us, he is really nothing, talent, strength, background, why not throw him countless streets?"

"Fellow Daoist of the Moon, let's eliminate the previous grievances, how about Mu getting to know you again?"

The three of them looked at the gradually thinning ghost and began to boast.

Still, it's really worth boasting about.

The three geniuses who entered the general sect without examination were full of envy and admiration, and they all nodded in agreement.

Before Li Xiuyue could reply, Liu Qinwu said again: "Su Yizhao, Xiuyue is not worthy of you, give you some Xuanshi, how about dissolving the marriage contract yourself?" ”

"If you don't know each other, hum!" Mu Renxing added.

As if he hadn't heard, Su Yizhao's eyes looked past them and looked at the ground, and at the same time, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.