In the midst of the black mist, Wuhua stepped forward again.

Pitch-black footprints appeared on the ground, like coal painted on the ground.

"Terran, damn it!"

The voice of the flowerless was cold, more chilling than the roar of the night ghost.

"Kill!"

Shang Fenghua gave an order, and the ghost hunters rushed towards Wuhua at the same time.

The light was vertical and horizontal, the true qi surged, and the wind rose in all directions, blowing the robes of the people.

The black mist on Flower's body also fluttered.

However, the wind is like a hand, and the black mist is the cloak of no flowers.

Under the raging wind, the black mist continued to tear.

That's right, rip!

The black mist is wrapped around Wuhua's body, unwilling to leave, no matter how it is torn, it is always firmly attached to Wuhua's body.

Occasionally, with a few breaths, several people could see the face of the flowerless.

Now, the flowerless white face is extremely gloomy, and the evil smile at the corner of the mouth makes the heart palpitate.

The swastika on the forehead of the Buddha seal turned completely black.

It is also a sign of enchantment.

Clang!

A meteor hammer slammed into the black mist.

There was just a muffled sound.

The Meteor Hammer was entangled in the black mist, and in an instant, it counterattacked with greater force.

In an instant, another person was injured.

"Hahaha. Terran... It's still so weak. ”

Wuhua grinned, and the black mist on her body rose like flames.

A sword light swept by, and the lightning and thunder tore the space apart and cut off the black mist.

Immediately after that, a person was covered in red flames, close to no flowers.

"Aggression is like fire!"

There were flames burning above his hands, and he swung his fists at great speed, and dozens of punches had been thrown out in a single breath.

The remnants of the fist remained in the air.

But every punch he threw didn't hit the black mist.

Instead, it was like a punch on cotton, and it didn't cause any injuries.

"The black mist is weird!" Someone reminded.

Anyone can see this, but what matters is how to crack it.

Wuhua grinned, laughing at the weakness of these people.

Immediately, a powerful force erupted from Wuhua's body, shaking everyone back.

"You can't stop my people, and our people will surely step on the world!"

"Hahahaha!"

"Terrans, lowly races!"

Countless skulls emerged from the black mist, as hideous as demons, and let out a silent roar.

Immediately afterward, the night ghosts turned into black mist walked out.

"Kill these Terrans!"

Night ghosts go on a killing spree.

"Look for death!" Qiao Jun and Qiao Ting combined their swords, and the red sword light was intertwined, shrouding the flowerless surroundings.

Boom!

After a few explosions, all the night ghosts that the black mist had turned into annihilated and sank to the ground again.

Qiao Jungang wanted to be a little proud.

"Hey, hey." Wuhua sneered twice.

The dissipated black mist gathered again, turning into the original night ghosts, and killing the others.

"Can't these night ghosts be killed?" Ye Qinghuan was surprised.

Yu Zhi shook his head and said, "It's not that you can't kill. To be precise, these night ghosts are dead creatures. Surrendering the current flowerless, these black fog night ghosts are self-defeating. ”

As Yu Zhi had expected, the current Wuhua had caused a lot of trouble to the eight people of the Ghost Hunting Pavilion.

Obviously, these ghost hunters also saw the situation in front of them.

The five of them were responsible for clearing the night ghosts turned into black mist, and the other three used all their resources to attack Wuhua.

These three people are all strong people who open the monument and eight products.

One cup of tea, I don't know how many rounds of attack were carried out.

Yu Zhi and Ye Qinghuan have been watching the battle.

During this period, Lei Jun also rushed over.

Without the cover of the hat and the robe, Lei Jun is still the hearty young man.

After understanding what had just happened, Lei Jun cautiously watched the battle in the distance.

"These black fogs can be reunited after being cut off, this must not be invincible?" Lei Jun said.

Ye Qinghuan looked at it for a long time and said, "That's not the case. I watched it for a long time. Each time the black fog was completely blown away, the time to regather became longer. ”

"The first time the black fog dispersed, it was only a moment before it regathered. The second poop is half a breath apart. The third time is a breath...... There will always be a time when the black fog dissipates and it will not gather at all. ”

Ye Qinghuan is very keen to observe the battle.

But when that time comes, what are the three of them going to do?

In the time of a cup of tea, I don't know how many times the attack was carried out, and finally under Shang Fenghua's groundbreaking sword, the black fog was completely dispersed.

Silver thunder landed, preventing the black mist from gathering again.

Wuhua completely appeared in the eyes of several people.

The smiling Wuhua was pale all over her body, and there was a trace of black mist on her skin, which looked extremely weird.

The current flowerless still has the appearance of the immature little monk before.

Three chains flew out of the sleeves of the three of them, and instantly wrapped around Wuhua's body.

Heavenly thunder, earth fire, and ice each spread from the three chains to Wuhua's body.

The terrifying power made Wuhua emit the slightest hint of pain.

"Terrans, damn Terrans! When I return, you will all die! Wuhua roared.

Shang Fenghua held the chain in one hand and hooked the heavenly thunder with the other, and silver thunder was born from the palm of his hand.

"You're not going to get that chance. A thousand years ago, the Terrans were able to destroy you, and the same is true today! ”

"Heavenly thunder, punishment!"

"Earthfire, burn!"

"Ice, crack!"

The three of them once again urged their true qi and cast a secret technique, and the three forces bombarded Wuhua's body at the same time, submerging it.

The light continued for a moment, until the flowerless roar was completely silent.

Bang!

No flower fell to the ground.

What is surprising is that such a terrifying offensive even the great cultivators of the Nine Grades of the Monument have to avoid three points, but there is still a faint aura in Wuhua.

The strange black fog around has dissipated, and the night ghosts that the black mist has turned into have disappeared.

Wuhua has become the original little monk who is ignorant of the world.

No one saw the swastika on his forehead flicker.

"This guy's life is so hard, this is not dead yet!" Someone said.

The people of the Ghost Hunting Pavilion couldn't help but sigh that the three squads hunted a night ghost at the same time, and they still used all their strength.

You can imagine how powerful the flowers are.

Shang Fenghua secretly glanced at Yu Zhi and the others, and said in a low voice: "Don't talk nonsense, kill him quickly!" ”

A few people understood, and when they surged their true qi again, they were about to give Wuhua the final blow.

Yu Zhi was also waiting for this time, and said softly: "Do it!" ”

In an instant, Lei Jun slashed out a terrifying knife, thunder surged, and the sword light raged, blocking everyone.

Yu Zhi cast "Instant Star", turned into a streamer, and took away Wuhua.

Although they don't know what happened to Wuhua, Yu Zhi and the others will not watch Wuhua die.

Several people scolded secretly, and they were already on guard in their hearts.

However, the battle just now consumed most of the true qi of several people, and they didn't have time to stop Yu Zhi.

Coupled with Yu Zhi's terrifying speed, the unconscious Wuhua was snatched away from under his nose like this.

"Look for death!" The eight people of the Ghost Hunting Pavilion were furious.

"Frost extinguished!"

With a sword groan, the wind and snow trapped eight people.

Knowing that these ghost hunters consumed too much, Ye Qinghuan also restrained his actions a little, and he was unwilling to kill.

Yu Zhi carried Wuhua on his back, looked behind him, and his heart just breathed a sigh of relief, but he tightened suddenly.

A violent sense of crisis hit.

Escape!

No, there is no escape.

Yu Zhi simply stopped.

After perceiving this breath as magnificent as mountains and seas, he knew that he could not escape it no matter what.

I saw a middle-aged man carrying a bookcase walking out of the faint mist.

The middle-aged man is dressed in plain clothes, holding a book in his hand, and his appearance is not outstanding, if it weren't for the breath rippling out of his body, this is definitely a poor and sour talent with no name in the world.

Yu Zhi smiled bitterly in his heart, and looked at the other party even more vigilantly.

"Can the seniors give way!" Yu Zhi said respectfully.

There is no other way but to be respectful.

This aura is even more terrifying than Li Haomiao.

Fight, it must not be beatable.

Since you can't beat it, let's be honest.

Xiucai's eyes still fell on the book in his hand, and he said lightly: "You can go and leave him behind." ”

When Yu Zhi heard this, he said in embarrassment: "Senior, this is my brother. I also hope that my predecessors will let him go. ”

"Definitely!" Xiucai just spat out such a word.

The next moment, Yu Zhi was shocked to realize that the true qi in his body was silent in his body, and even his body was frozen in place.

It's hard to resist!

If the other party wants to kill him, he can only be slaughtered by others.

Xiucai took a step, and the next moment was already in front of Yu Zhi's eyes.

"He is a scourge and must be removed." Xiucai said.

Yu Zhi only had one mouth that could move, and said with a smile: "The seniors said they were laughing." This little monk never kills and helps the world. If he lives another seventy or eighty years, after he dies, the world will still mold a golden body for him. ”

Xiucai retorted: "If you don't kill now, it doesn't mean you won't kill in the future." Evil is the slaughter to come. ”

Yu Zhi said again: "In this way, the predecessors are also a disaster. Who knows if the predecessors will go on a killing spree against the Terrans in the future. With the cultivation of his predecessors, I'm afraid he is still a big devil. ”

Xiucai put down the book, frowned slightly, and looked at Yu Zhi.

With just one glance, Yu Zhi spat out a mouthful of blood, and his internal organs were seriously injured.

"Scholars are still unreasonable, and the books are all read in the belly of a dog." Yu Zhi scolded.

The next moment, Yu Zhi flew out upside down, and there were blood marks all over his body.

And the Wuhua behind Yu Zhi fell in front of Xiucai.

At this moment, Ye Qinghuan and Lei Jun also rushed over.

The sword intent surged, and the sword light trembled.

As soon as the two of them made a move, they were hit by a thunderous blow from Xiucai.

The two of them spat blood from their mouths as if they were knowledgeable.

"Nice sword intent, swift sword." Xiucai praised, "The two of them are much better than you, who can only talk about it." ”

Yu Zhi clutched his chest and said nonchalantly: "It's not that I can't beat you." ”

Shang Fenghua and others also caught up.

When the eight people saw Xiucai, they saluted one after another and saluted: "I have seen Confucianism." ”

Confucian Yan is one of the masters of the Ghost Hunting Pavilion, and he also walks in the world.

Shang Fenghua opened his mouth and said: "Confucian Palm, there is a night ghost hidden in this person, and he has at least the cultivation of the nine grades of the stele. Please dispose of it with Confucianism. ”

"Since it's a night ghost, kill it." Confucian Palm Venerable said lightly.

When Yu Zhi heard this, he scolded anxiously in his heart: "Poor and sour talent, old rotten Confucian, you know a fart." The little monk never kills, and with your words, people are night ghosts? ”

"And you bastards, saying that the little monk is a night ghost. Tell me about it. Who is he killing? Who died at his hands? ”

"Do you dare to say that when you hunted down the night ghosts, you didn't harm the innocent Terrans?"

Confucian Yan didn't pay attention to Yu Zhi, he only needed to move his mind, and the little monk in front of him would die.

Suddenly, Ruyan looked into the fog.

A group of figures swayed and slowly walked out of the mist.