The eight ghost handsomes took out one of them casually, Qingyang was not an opponent, and at this time, he just insisted on the two words drawn by Yun Gu in the palm of his hand.

If it weren't for these two words, even if Qingyang Xiu had a heroic and righteous spirit, I am afraid that he would be overwhelmed by the ghost qi of these eight ghosts and turn into ghosts in a moment.

At this time, each of the eight ghost handsomes exuded a heavy ghost aura, directly turning this mountain that was already infected by the evil qi into a ghost.

Among them, it can be seen that ten thousand ghosts are roaring, touching people's hearts.

Qingyang protected himself with the word-breaking magic power in his hand with Haoran righteousness, and at the same time constantly reduced the rich ghostly energy around him.

However, the power of the eight ghost commanders is getting stronger and stronger, especially at this time, the entire mountain has been turned into a ghost domain by them, and it is a home battle.

These ghost handsomes didn't expect that a cultivator of the Divine Perfection in Qingyang would hold on for so long under their siege, and they were even more jealous of Yun Gu in the secret realm of Fushan in their hearts.

Just wrote two words casually, so that they were helpless, they could only suppress people with force, how powerful the Yun Gu shot itself was, I am afraid that it was even more powerful than Zhang Daoling who had subdued them at the beginning.

At this time, in the secret realm of Fushan, because the eight ghosts withdrew the Eight Ghosts and Divine Array, and made every effort to encircle and suppress Qingyang, Yun Gu shot no longer needed to seal and maintain the operation of the big array, standing on the gossip platform at this time, looking at Qingyang outside the floating mountain fighting the eight ghosts alone, although his face remained unchanged, but there was also a trace of worry in his heart.

Although he was confident in the supernatural power he drew on the palm of Qingyang's hand, after all, the eight ghost handsomes had been cultivating the ghost path for thousands of years, although they had not made much progress for thousands of years after being suppressed and subdued by Zhang Daoling, but they were far from being comparable to ordinary ghost cultivators.

And the fat widow next to him was even more nervous at this time, looking at the master fighting alone with the ghost handsome, his heart was in his throat, if it weren't for the fear of Yun Gu's incomparably strong strength, he was afraid that he would have scolded Yun Gu to shoot out, but although he didn't say it, his eyes burst out with a murderous light.

Yun Gu saw its eyes and chuckled, "What, think I hurt your master and want to fight with me?" ”

Seeing her eyes, the fat widow instantly retracted his gaze, and said resignedly, "Don't dare, don't dare!" ”

Qingyang didn't know how powerful this woman was, but as a strange beast with an ancient heritage, how could he not know that from this woman's body, the fat relics directly felt the suppression above the bloodline.

"Since you're so worried about your master, then go and help him!"

As soon as Yun Gu shot this, Fei Yi instantly trembled with fear, what are you kidding, she is not a pervert like her master, she is not afraid of yin and evil spirits, if she is invaded by that yin and evil spirits, I am afraid that she will turn into an ice snake in an instant.

But before it could refuse, he shot Yun Gu on its head and drew a royal character, lifted it and threw it directly towards the place where Qingyang was located outside the secret realm of Fushan.

At this time, Fei Yi kept scolding his mother in his heart, but he only felt that Yun Gu was really not a human being, was such a thing done by a human being?

At this time, Qingyang was already becoming more and more difficult in the face of the attack of the eight ghost marshals, and the word "broken" in the palm of his hand was already extremely dim, as if it would disappear at any time.

And the range supported by the golden light around him is getting less and less, this is still the result of his imperial envoy Zhan Lu Divine Sword rushing out to kill for a while from time to time, but after being prepared, it is simply difficult for Qingyang to hurt the eight ghost handsome.

Seeing that the golden light of the protective body formed by the word "shattered" in his hand urged by his Haoran righteousness could be extinguished at any time, Qingyang increased the input of Haoran righteousness while thinking about how to get out.

At this time, he already knew that Yun Gu must have some reason for this, he couldn't leave the Fushan Secret Realm, and although the fat relics were cultivated as equal, he was not as able to resist the evil spirits as himself, so he couldn't help himself when he came out, and if he wanted to save his life at this time, he had to rely on himself.

His mind was racing as he thought of ways to help him get out.

At this time, the eight ghost commanders saw that the divine light of Qingyang's body protection was already extremely dim, and they all increased the strength of the siege.

Qingyang was under the siege of the eight ghost marshals, and at this time, he could only resist with the instinctive imperial envoy Haoran, but his mind was under high pressure and fell into a phantom mirror.

At this time, in the phantom mirror, Qingyang appeared in the ancient battlefield where the Zhanlu Divine Sword was plunged into at the beginning, at this time the evil qi was rolling on the battlefield, this evil qi was different from the yin evil spirit, this military array evil qi was formed by the blood of the warriors, masculine and violent, at this time Qingyang was on the battlefield, and the endless military array blood qi continued to surging towards him, entangling him.

And the combination of these military formations and the righteous qi in Qingyang's chest turned out to be majestic and majestic, exuding strong power.

After the military evil qi gathered to the apex, a sword roar sounded in Qingyang's ears, pulling Qingyang out of the illusion mirror.

Qingyang, who came to his senses, saw that there was only a faint layer of golden light left around his body, which could be extinguished at any time, and he couldn't help but be secretly afraid.

At this time, there was a fire burning in his chest, and he didn't vomit or feel unhappy, Qingyang tried his best to suppress the fire surging in his chest, but he couldn't suppress it.

And at this time, the terrifying and hideous faces of the eight ghosts in front of him were imprinted in Qingyang's eyes, looking at the smug faces of the eight ghosts, Qingyang's heart was full of anger, and the eight ghosts who died in vain were so arrogant in front of him.

At this time, the fire in Qingyang's chest could no longer be suppressed, and he shouted, "Die!" ”

With the vigorous drinking, the irrepressible fire in the chest instantly gushed out, and as soon as the gushing fire came out of Qingyang's chest, it instantly turned into a panicked sun that emitted infinite golden light, illuminating the mountains that were originally as black as ink.

And Qingyang's loud shout, like a sudden thunder between heaven and earth, fell into the ears of the eight ghost handsome, and the eight ghost handsome ghosts were unstable, and let out a miserable scream, and the ghost qi around the body continued to dissipate.

At this time, the eight ghost commanders were frightened, and the victory was already in sight, who knew that the young man in front of him suddenly burst out, and the military formation like a panic was combined with the righteous qi to form a powerful humane killing force, even if they were ghost cultivators with the consummation of the ghost pill, at this time, under the light of the great sun, they were also uncomfortable, and even their own ghost bodies could not be maintained, and the ghost qi continued to dissipate.

This ghost qi is the root of ghost cultivation, unless it turns yin and yang, it can be cultivated by collecting the aura of heaven and earth, otherwise ghost qi is the strength guarantee of ghost cultivation.

At this time, the eight ghost handsome, who were originally shocked by Qingyang's loud shout, were unstable, and then the panicked sun shone again, and the ghost qi dissipated more quickly.

After Qingyang snorted, he only felt that his body and mind were clear, and there was no fear in his heart at this time, only endless self-confidence and the belief in self-improvement.

The power of humanity suppresses the world with the two ways of civil and military, the text is the righteousness of Haoran, and the martial is the military and bloody qi of the warriors.

Since ancient times, the Shenzhou human race has been a combination of civil and military use to create a powerful god dynasty that suppresses heaven and earth, and it is difficult to be truly powerful when suppressing heaven and earth, emphasizing literature and light military force or emphasizing military and light literature.

Qingyang inadvertently comprehended the way of both civil and military use, at this time he only felt that there was no terrible person in the world, only with the qi in his chest, the sword in his hand, he could kill all enemies.