The sound kept lingering, making all the low-level martial artists and mortal coolies present cry in horror, and they looked at the front and back of them with pale faces.

"Haunted"

"Mom!"

"What to do?

But they had no way to run, for there was a red mist at both ends, which had completely sealed them in this valley.

The light in Chen Zijing's eyes flickered, but he could see the situation in the fog clearly, but it was okay not to look at it, and after seeing it, his face instantly became more and more solemn.

Only a moment passed, and everyone else could see the inside clearly, except for him.

I saw two teams of welcoming relatives coming towards the caravan at the same time, all of them were dressed in red, their faces were snow-white, and they were jumping and jumping with joy.

Strangely, they walked without making any sound.

"Ghost?" Chen Zijing snorted coldly, he couldn't be more familiar with this kind of thing, and the evil aura could almost be judged by smelling it with his nose.

Both teams are ghosts, and they are the ghosts of the powerful ghosts, even if they are ordinary sedan chair ghosts, each of them has a prefecture-level cultivation!

This is definitely a terrifying team, with a suffocating power in the dead air.

"Points!" shouted the long-faced, red-lipped warrior in the caravan.

This person was called Motuo by the people in the caravan, but Chen Zijing couldn't find out the specific origin from the low-level martial artists around him.

As Mo Tuo's words fell, all the martial commanders and martial generals here rushed to both sides of the team.

And Mo Tuo himself came to the front of the caravan and sneered: "Hell, you actually have my goods in mind? We have been fighting for so long and countless times, and you are not tired?"

As soon as he said this, the laughter in front of him suddenly stopped, and a scream rang out!

"Ahh

Follow. In the front and rear sedan chairs, two women dressed in red and embroidered with beads slowly walked out, to be exact, people who did not know men and women!

This dress is very good-looking, bright red all over, jewelry, and a crystal bead curtain hanging on the belly. But what is frightening is that this part is empty! The upper half of this woman's body and the lower half of her body are actually separated!

The upper half of their bodies floated slowly, blocking the convoy one end at a time.

"Twin evils blocking the way?" Chen Zijing said solemnly, this kind of powerful ghost has only been seen in legends, and it will only appear when the ghost thing is dead.

It represents a thought, a nirvana, vowing to kill the opponent!

In this case, a fierce battle will inevitably be avoided!

The two powerful ghosts stared at the smile on the face of the demon tuo, but that smile was strangely condensed with murderous intent. It makes people feel creepy after watching it.

The two sides looked at each other coldly, like cold arrows ready to attack, waiting for the moment of disconnection at any time.

"Ahh

"What a powerful ghost roar!" Chen Zijing was also shocked in his heart, and secretly shocked.

"Whoosh!whoosh!" The two powerful ghosts actually ignored the others and rushed straight towards the Demon Tuo, and the speed seemed to teleport. Suddenly, he was beside him.

I saw that Mo Tuo's arms waved to both sides at the same time! Two wisps of black gas spewed wildly, forming two black walls. The black spirit pattern on it flickered, exuding a thick and tenacious aura.

Many of the warriors below did not have the courage to stay here for a long time, although they were hindered by those fierce ghosts who were not afraid of death, they still desperately flew into the distance, and the high-level martial artists of this kind of cultivation basically announced the complete destruction of the goods.

Chen Zijing naturally swept out of the crowd as well! In a few flickers in the crowd, he disappeared into the distance. At the same time, he was followed by a red-clothed ghost.

This monster has the strength of the ground-level beginner, and it haunts him to the death.

Chen Zijing flew left and right in the forest, picking a remote corner and leaving, and only stopped after there was no more half-way figure in the vicinity, and slowly turned around at the same time.

The red-clothed ghost in the back saw the opponent stop. Almost instantaneously, she leaned in, her pale face without the slightest anger, her long hair shawl wet as if it could drip water.

At this moment, the distance between the two was less than a zhang, and Chen Zijing could even count each other's eyebrows.

"Let's die," he said lightly, and with a slight lift of one hand, a red light flashed!

This simple air blade was sent out casually, but it made this monster that was still fierce just now instantly freeze in place, and after a few breaths, it actually dissipated directly into the air

"Boom, boom!" A terrifying roar came from the caravan's location, and the valley had turned into a deep pit.

Chen Zijing could see the fierceness of this battle, and at the same time, he also had a sense of admiration for the leader of this caravan, Mo Tuo, there are not many people who can do one-to-two with the same level in the world of martial artists, especially the opponent is still a very strong ghost!

"I just don't know what happened to those goods, this caravan has gathered such a powerful force to protect the goods, the things on it must be very important" Chen Zijing thought in his heart, he was indeed very curious about this caravan.

You must know that this is not comparable to the sea country, which is the second largest country in Yunzhou, and you need to face terrible sea beasts on the sea, which is not comparable to land at all.

Even then, a giant ironclad ship, pulling a mountain of precious goods, is equipped with at most one martial artist in the late stage of martial arts.

This Hengjiang country is only a large country, and it is still inland, using so many people, what kind of forces are hidden behind his caravan?

After a moment, he exhaled slowly, sorted out his thoughts, and suppressed his curiosity.

It's none of his business, and if he hadn't been injured this time, he wouldn't have joined this kind of caravan, so he originally planned to take advantage of the situation to heal while hurrying on the road, but he didn't expect to encounter so many things.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a Yuan Consciousness swept through the sky in an instant! Immediately completely covered this area! That Yuan Consciousness was powerful and terrifying, and it was by no means something that ordinary martial artists could possess.

"Martial Saint?" Chen Zijing was awe-struck in his heart, and then smiled bitterly in his heart.

I saw a thin old man in a black robe quickly appear in the sky, and the skin of this person was dry and terrifying, like a dead tree being uprooted.

He looked at the area with gloomy eyes, and roared in a deep voice: "Who dares to touch the old man's goods?"

He didn't shout these words, but his voice was like thunder, and it kept lingering for a long time.

All the martial artists here were locked by his Yuan Sense, and under the flickering light on the old man's body, all those powerful ghosts were slaughtered!

However, the two red-clothed ghosts still kept attacking the demon as if they didn't know the danger, not only making the opponent scramble, but also forcing him to retreat again and again, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Seeing this, the old man who looked like a dead tree immediately flew over, waving his hand and attacking the two fierce ghosts.

But at this time, the two of them were like phantoms, and the attack slipped directly through their bodies, and the two ghost creatures who were waving their hands to attack the Demon Tuo just now actually slowly disappeared in the air at this time......

"What!?" Motuo's eyes widened, and even the old man who came to the rescue had a solemn expression.

"Yes, it's the ghost vain, I didn't expect these two guys to actually practice ......" The old man like a dead tree slowly flew over, looked at him and said softly.

Mo Tuo didn't dare to slack off at this moment, knelt down on one knee and arched his hand: "Thank you Uncle Lu for the rescue." ”

The old man of the dead tree waved his hand and said loudly: "Give me Lu Huan to do something, I will naturally not treat you badly, not to mention that I have long guessed that they will come to sneak attack." ”

He looked around and said, "It is estimated that there will be continuous attacks in the future, and the Ghost Mist Sect will not let go so easily, after all, we have killed so many of them." ”

After speaking, the thin old man named Lu Huan waved his hand and said, "All the caravan warriors will come back immediately! The danger has been lifted!"

This voice spread straight for hundreds of miles, and all the martial artists who fled before had to run back obediently, since there were powerful masters who appeared, and they were locked with Yuan Zhi, they naturally didn't need to and didn't dare to leave anymore. (To be continued......)