Yunfu stayed in the Moon Worship Sect again, and he was unusual, following Luo Jiuqiu every day, almost never leaving.

Yonghuai and others dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and the result of daring to speak was to be fanned away.

And Yunfu is very violent, and the people who fan it will vomit blood and break their bones, or they will be deeply embedded in the depths of the earth and unable to climb out for several days.

In the past two days, there has been another movement under the moon worship peak.

In all corners of the Jingxuan Continent, there were incidents of evil ghosts hurting people from time to time, and the victims were mortals and monks, mortal cities and monk sects, and there were many evil ghosts lurking in disguise as adults, who suddenly took off their human skins and began to make trouble.

The operation of the Heavenly Dao in the Jingxuan Continent has its own rules.

The soul of mortals is fragile, and when they die, they become muddy dead souls at most, and they wander for a period of time and then reincarnate themselves.

The ghosts who do evil in the legend generally refer to the ghost clan, they are born ghosts, have no humanity, and are very cruel and murderous.

As soon as it appeared, it was the common enemy of the monks and even other non-human races, and it was rumored that the Netherworld Ghost Clan withdrew with the withdrawal of the last immortal, but they didn't want to suddenly appear at this time.

There is an ancient book that says that 10,000 years ago, the Netherworld Ghost Clan was suppressed and sealed by a white-clothed god, and fell into the Yellow Spring Hell forever, and never came out.

Now, however, these ghosts have come out.

Now that there are no more immortals in the world, once the Netherworld Ghost Clan gets rid of the seal, there is no god to retaliate, and the first person who wants to retaliate is naturally the human race.

Because it is said that most of the immortals are ascended by humans.

Luo Jiuqiu guessed that these Netherworld Ghost Clans should not have broken the seal, but a few fish that slipped through the net came out of the hole, otherwise the world would have been in chaos.

At this moment, Huo Ran, who had disappeared for a long time, actually returned to the Four Divine Society.

According to the black-robed believers of the Four Gods, as soon as Huo Ran returned, he was a sneak attack, with the goal of killing the nameless high priest and replacing him.

The Nether Ghost Clan has a natural skill, which is Soul Capture, which can be attached to the human body to suck the soul body, and then gradually replaced.

It's a pity that Huo Ran didn't succeed.

Although the nameless high priest was seriously injured and near death by Yunfu, it is said that she believed in the gods and was very pious, possessed by her own divine light, and blessed by the gods.

Putting aside the part of the exaggeration of the believers of the Four Gods, the truth is very different.

Huo Ran is really crazy.

Luo Jiuqiu waved his hand, wrote a letter of condolence, and took a crane bird to the headquarters of the Four Gods.

The content of the letter is just one line.

"High Priest, take care, the disciples of the Moon Worship Sect are still waiting to beat you for chicken legs."

The nameless High Priest's angry roar nearly tore through the sky.

The crane birds who delivered the letter were all frightened, but fortunately, Luo Jiuqiu set up a lot of talisman arrays to protect them, otherwise they would definitely become the ghosts of the high priest's subordinates.

On the other side, the behavior of several ghost clans led by Huo Ran became more and more rampant, causing evil and destruction everywhere, raging and crazy for several days, and then suddenly disappeared.

The Spirit Emperor, who was good at tracking, followed him for several days, and finally chased him to a deserted mass grave.

Disappearing and spreading, whether it is the right way or the evil sect, all send people to come.

Luo Jiuqiu had nothing to do, and he also came with a few people and a "drag oil bottle" Yunfu.

The grave was very messy and barren, overgrown with weeds, uninhabited, not even a bird or insect chirping, and very quiet.

The moment the monks stepped on this mound, a strange movement protruded, the earth rolled and trembled inexplicably, and a refreshing and cool breath emerged from the ground, and the tips of the weeds and blades were all covered with a thin layer of blackened frost.

At this moment, the surrounding of the mass grave was full of monks from all walks of life who were very guarded, some of them appeared in the open, and some of them did not want to show up and disguise themselves.

It was full of people, either openly or secretly.

After looking at it for a long time, someone couldn't help but discuss, saying: "It's cold, barren, and has existed for hundreds or even thousands of years, but there is no sign of half of the bones buried in the tomb, which is really strange." ”

"Maybe Huo Ran and the other ghost clans deliberately lured us here."

"Bring me and others to your death?"

"I don't know if the ghost clan will send you to death, or will I wait to send you to death?"

The monks talked for a long time, and they all tended to be deceitful.

But looking at the few bigwigs who were separated not far away, the monks were full of courage.

The Nine Killings Sword Venerable, who has always ignored mundane things, actually came, and everyone felt full of confidence.

However, the Nine Kills Sword Venerable did not stand beside the fierce and vicious Imperial Void Sword Sect, but instead stood beside his former apprentice and ex-wife.

Thinking of all kinds of rumors, the monks couldn't help but move their eyes to Luo Jiuqiu's stomach.

Rao was eager to poke Luo Jiuqiu into a sieve of Chu Zhiyi, and when his irritable gaze moved to his stomach, he couldn't help but look kind and softened a little.

There were also many bright and dark eyes that moved behind Luo Jiuqiu.

Luo Jiuqiu was holding the long knife, the corners of his mouth seemed to be smiling, Yunfu was standing beside him, and behind him stood Yonghuai, Baihe, and the True Spirit of the Secret Realm.

The Secret Realm True Spirit, which rarely shows up, has recently been modified or what, and it appears almost every day, although it can only appear for one hour a day.

Luo Jiuqiu named it "Lingchen", which means that it is a true spirit that can only appear for one hour a day.

The name is extremely easy to understand and simple and crude.

Luo Jiuqiu asked, "Is there a problem?" ”

No one dares to have a problem.

Lingchen himself seemed to be quite happy, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, very noble, and said, "I like it very much." ”

At this time, a grumpy monk finally couldn't help but try his hand and took a piece to dig open all the graves.

The mound was empty, but the moment all the mounds were opened, a few black flames rose into the air like burning ashes.

Blu-ray Dasheng.

The sky darkened at dusk.

A deep and bottomless path suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and the scene could not be seen clearly at the end of the path, but there was a faint and noisy sound faintly heard.

Is this an accidental stab in the nest of the ghost clan?

The strange scene in front of him faintly exudes the smell of danger and temptation.

The monks were ready to move.

Luo Jiuqiu moved his fingers and flicked the scabbard.

"Boom!"

The blue light suddenly exploded, the black fire soared rapidly, and the deep path gradually disappeared.

The nameless high priest flew out with a "whoosh", and then came first, and rushed into the depths of the trail first.

"Huh." Luo Jiuqiu sneered inexplicably.

Several black-robed believers of the Four Gods Society, who were one step behind, trembled inexplicably, chanted the magic in their mouths, and the soles of their feet were like hot wheels, and they also rushed in the direction of the nameless high priest.

The rest of the monks looked at each other.

The scene in front of him is too weird and dangerous, and no one knows if it is the ghost clan's invitation to enter the urn, but it is a pity to miss it.

After a short time, the other monks gritted their teeth and rushed into the path.

Some people subconsciously looked in the direction of a few bigwigs, but found that they all disappeared at some point, and they didn't know whether they left or flew into the weird path.

Luo Jiuqiu's group has long since disappeared,

There are a few fools like the nameless high priest who have broken into the ghost cave, and many monks have sneaked in quietly.