"There is no good or evil in the law, only those who use it are evil!" Wang Zijia muttered to herself, and floated to sit on the throne of bones. "Let's go!"

With Wang Zijia's words, the five ghosts were surrounded by ghost mist, and as the four ghosts stepped out, the five ghosts and the sedan chair turned into shadows that could not be seen by the spiritual eye, and quickly moved in one direction

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But in a moment, in the eastern area of the Royal Beast Vein, in front of a courtyard with a good view, Wang Zijia's figure quietly emerged.

According to a preliminary estimate, it is at least three times faster than the flight speed of the paper kite, which is still an ordinary movement speed, such a speed, in the sacrificial wine, can definitely be regarded as fast!

Perceiving his own situation, Wang Zijia raised his eyes and looked at the courtyard in front of him, and the information of his owner also appeared in his heart.

Name: Min Xin

Cultivation: The early stage of sacrificial wine

Belonging: Royal Beast Vein Beast Flow

Major: Possess a ghost demon leopard in the middle of the sacrificial wine period, and the ghost is hard to find.

Among the three sacrificial wine overhaul materials provided by Du Kang, this should be the easiest to deal with.

Especially since the other party is still a beast cultivator, he has been preparing for this for three months, if he has a mental calculation or not, the chance of quickly winning the other party is still very high.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the spells in the Five Ghost Channeling Divine Methods were not very professional and would trigger life-saving things for the dead, he would prefer to try the spells first, which would be safer.

But now he is not vain, the Dao Dao base made by Dao Fruit, plus five sacrificial wine realm demons, plus a peak sacrificial wine top-grade method, plus a three-grade spiritual weapon used in the real human realm to bless.

Or is there a calculated and unintentional sneak attack on the beast monk, all kinds of factors add up, there should be a nine-nine-percent probability, right?

As for the last hundred and one risks, he doesn't have to bear it himself, he is now a Dao seed, and if he can't get it, he will call people.

He's not afraid anyway!

With this as a guarantee, the prince is full of confidence.

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Although he had sufficient confidence, Wang Zijia did not go up directly. Instead, he carefully figured out a set of chess pieces and carefully arranged them around the courtyard.

This is the second-grade concealment formation that Wang Zijia spent nearly two thousand magic money to buy.

Although the outer door has a large range, it is usually nothing to do any small actions, but if there is a fight in the sacrificial wine realm, it is still easy to be detected.

It's like in a previous life, when you were fighting privately and making small moves in the city, it was difficult to be noticed, but once you had a group fight or even a shootout, Uncle Hat was there every minute.

After arranging the hidden chess, Wang Zijia looked at the courtyard again.

The courtyard is quite large, full of four enters, covers an area of several acres of square circle, the rockery is surrounded by flowing water, the pavilions and pavilions are everywhere, quiet and elegant.

Surrounded by five ghost talisman cards, Wang Zijia turned into a shadow and carefully touched the courtyard.

I didn't meet the defensive formation that Wang Zijia expected, after all, most of the wine monks should have a set of defensive formations in their courtyards.

But before Wang Zijia could breathe a sigh of relief, he immediately stopped his pace, because he found a trace of the warning formation.

The formation was set up very hidden, if it weren't for the fact that he was a second-grade talisman master, and he had a hundred and twenty hearts, he probably wouldn't have noticed.

Half-ringing, Wang Zijia frowned.

It's actually a second-grade warning array, he's just a talisman master, and it's a bit difficult to do it quietly.

Looking at the inner courtyard shrouded in the warning formation, Wang Zijia was speechless.

In the entire compound, there were not many people waiting, just a few ordinary disciples, and none of them went to the backyard. I don't know if it's because the backyard is not allowed in, or if it's already night.

Wang Zijia thought for a moment, and the five ghosts quietly came out, stunning the other disciples in the courtyard. A ghost talisman turned into a cloud of ghost mist, enveloping a disciple. made the other party fall into a state of confusion, as if sleepwalking, slowly walked to the backyard, and stepped in.

At this moment, Wang Zijia, with the blessing of the five ghosts, turned into a shadow and slipped in.

"Tear up!"

As the boy stepped in, a cold light rushed out of the void, directly scratching the boy's clothes, and leaving several deep scratches on his chest, and with huge force, it also flew out.

"Roar!"

A pitch-black leopard emerged and roared at the boy.

The moment he entered the warning formation, the ghost mist that controlled the disciple disappeared without a trace, and at this moment, he was hit by claws and roared, and he didn't wake up yet, and he was directly knocked unconscious.

"What's going on?" At this time, a middle-aged man came out of the backyard and scolded.

The middle-aged man is in his forties, with two strange strands of white hair on his temples, he looks very mature, but his temperament is ruthless, giving people a feeling that he is not easy to mess with.

"Roar!" The panther turned around and yelled at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man frowned, took a few steps forward, and was about to walk up to the fainting disciple and ask questions.

"Hiss ······"

But after only two steps, the black panther suddenly showed a defensive posture like a fried, bared his teeth, and made a demonstration sound in his mouth.

When a middle-aged man makes a move, he wants to do something.

At this time, outside the entire courtyard, a little spiritual light suddenly lit up, and a faint smoke enveloped the entire courtyard.

At the same time, a few meters in front of the fainting disciple, between the middle-aged man and the disciple, a figure suddenly appeared.

As the figures emerged, there were five ghosts.

Three pairs rushed straight towards the black panther in front of them, and the remaining two ghosts rushed towards the middle-aged man. And Wang Zijia, who appeared, beckoned, and ten brilliant spears like blood crystals appeared, following the black shadow towards the middle-aged Min Xin.

"How daring!"

Min Xin snorted, his hands were pressed down into claws, his nails poked out two inches like claws, flashing a cold light, bowing slightly, sinking his waist, lowering his hips, and his body muscles swelled in a circle.

Faced with the flying spear, he raised his claw and smashed it in a few claws.

At this time, two ghosts had already stepped forward, one turned into a four-handed demon ghost, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced directly, and the other showed a ghost state and rushed up.

"Bump!"

The demon ghost that materialized was the first to come into contact with it, and between the ghost claws and the opponent's claws, there was a dull impact sound, which made Min Xin's heart flutter slightly.

Immediately afterwards, the ghost shadow approached the body, and a transparent light mask emerged from Min Xin's body, bounced away the rushing ghost.

One person and one ghost did not stop, and they fought quickly.

On the other side, when Wang Zijia saw this, he was thinking of a quick solution, but when he saw that the first temptation had no success, he didn't leave his hand at all, and a book appeared above his head.

With the blood-red light flickering, Wang Zijia's breath soared directly, and he came to the peak of the sacrificial wine in the blink of an eye.

Min Xin was startled and roared into the distance: "Black Tiger! ”

"Roar!"

(End of chapter)