Zhang Qing looked at the group of ghosts dancing in the sky, "Yun Mengze's ghosts and ghosts are all here, right?" ”.

"If we can wipe them all out here, I'm afraid I don't need to worry about the ghosts getting bigger in the next ten years."

"It's easier said than done." Zhang Xiwen looked at the huge ghost mist in the sky that had not even been exposed under the siege of several golden lotuses, "The current thoughts of the family masters, I'm afraid they just want to solve that ghost king." ”

Soon, several people were distracted by the ghosts swarming around, and they had to burn all the ghosts that came close.

"Since I'm here to support, I should always do something practical, so as not to fall into a dispute of words afterwards."

It was not the Zhang family who took advantage of the fire to rob the Shui family, almost all the monks who came in had the same purpose, but in any case, the Zhang family, which was also one of the immortal cultivation families, still needed something different.

"Just as the clan brother said, the ghosts are all concentrated here, and if they can be killed, it will also be a good thing for the family."

The crimson flames began to illuminate under the dark sky, and the power of the flames had always been eye-catching, and the moment they rose, they attracted the malice of countless evil spirits.

"Look at what, don't blame the old men for not helping you!" Zhang Junxiu looked indifferently at the Shui family disciples not far away, because of the previous explosion, these people were very angry with them.

An exclamation extinguished the immortal fire in front of Zhang Qing, and they finally encountered the strongest among the hundreds of thousands of ghosts.

"It doesn't matter." Speaking calmly, Zhang Qing turned into a heavenly general, the flames were like a waterfall and filled forward, the raging fairy fire burned, and the ghosts who were also in the later stage of foundation building also roared in horror.

The huge flames fell like meteors, and in the violent explosion, Zhang Qing's brows furrowed.

He didn't feel the presence of the ghost, as if everything before was his hallucination.

Looking up at the sky, clouds of ghostly fog whistled, and ghosts hid in the black fog waiting for an opportunity.

This is the characteristic of all ghosts from the underworld, between the virtual and the real, and the reason why ordinary monks can't deal with it is that they can't distinguish the real from the fake, and they can't know the real location of the ghosts.

Even the battlefield of that kind of golden lotus, even now it has not been able to force out the body of the ghost king, of course, once the body of the ghost king is forced out, that is, the moment of death.

The hard power of ghosts is not stronger than that of monks, and even weaker.

But Zhang Qing was sure that in the moment just now, the ghost thing he was facing in the late stage of foundation building must be the ontology.

But why, when his spell fell, the ghost thing disappeared?

The immortal fire on his body burned violently, the air was also dry, and one after another fire snakes hissed and rushed out, devouring the ghosts around them who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and soon there were only floating black ashes in the void.

It was this scene that made Zhang Qing feel puzzled.

Most of the ghosts are muddy, not as good as beasts, but they shouldn't be so fierce and fearless of death.

Zhang Qing can imagine that ninety percent of these hundreds of thousands of ghost things are like this, but the remaining one percent can always understand the difference between strong and weak, life and death.

Just like the ghosts he used to deal with, some would only scream and wail until they died, while others would pray for survival.

The ghosts of Yin Si are themselves a kind of cultivators, and they also possess wisdom.

But under this dark sky, it doesn't seem to show itself.

"Is it the Ghost King who suppressed their instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm?" Zhang Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking of the picture of hundreds of thousands of low-level demons among the demons charging bravely under the drive of powerful demons.

"How do I feel that these ghosts can't be killed at all?" Zhang Baiyu's loud shouts came from the side, which woke Zhang Qing up in a trance.

He raised his head sharply, holding back the pain in his eyes and looking at the battlefield of the golden lotus.

The crimson immortal fire filled the sky, the purple thunder spread like a mountain range, and any kind of power could easily kill the ghost, but after so much time, the sky was still as black as ink, and even Zhang Shenling's immortal fire could not dispel too much darkness.

As for the flames of their ten later foundations, at most a room of candles was lit below.

"Where did the head of the Shui family go?" Zhang Qing was surprised, the battlefield of planting golden lotus was missing a crucial person, the water crane group.

At this time of life and death, the disappearance of the head of the Shui family is too abnormal.

The immortal fire on his body dissipated like the wind, and Zhang Qingfei flew in the direction of a group of Shui family monks in the distance.

The majesty of the late stage of foundation building was suppressed, how could dozens of Qi cultivators stop it, and they fell to the ground one by one, struggling to raise their heads with difficulty.

Zhang Qingyi grabbed the shoulders of a descendant of the Shui family, and asked in an indifferent voice, "What about your family master?" ”

"Here, presiding over the big array!"

Bang! Zhang Qingyi threw it on the ground, looked at each other, and did not hide his murderous intentions, the Shui family didn't have a single formation, and what kind of big array did he preside!

At this time, of course, he would not believe what the other party said, and he quietly launched it as soon as he gasped and sanqing.

"Where's the flock of cranes?"

"Presiding over the formation."

The answer he got was still the same, which made Zhang Qing's brows furrow, and then flew into the sky without looking back.

The Qi cultivators of the Shui family guarded the family mansion in a defensive posture, while the Tsukiji monks rose into the air to fight the ghosts.

As I saw before, each of the Shui family descendants controlled at least one Yin ghost, but under the Great Array of Ten Thousand Ghost Dementors, they encountered a backlash, and the ghosts were not absolutely controlled by them, so the pressure on these people was very great, and they were as pale as corpses.

The raging flames brought blazing heat, and Zhang Qing directly moved towards a mid-foundation building Shui family.

"What for?" The surrounding Shui Family Cultivators' pupils shrank, and they all shot towards this side to resist Zhang Qing's flames.

Ignoring the cold anger in these people's eyes, Zhang Qing continued to ask, "We came from afar to support you, but why did your own family master disappear?" ”

"The head of the family was injured and attacked by his own ghosts, and he is recovering from safety at the moment." One person stood in front of Zhang Qing, and it was the water that he met in the Xuanyan Mine.

His eyes condensed slightly, "Building the sixth layer of the foundation, your cultivation is good." ”

Shui Dongliu also recognized Zhang Qing, and responded with a smile: "It's not as good as Brother Shi, and his cultivation is so fast." ”

He was indeed extremely surprised in his heart, there were several monks of the same generation in the Zhang family who had already built the foundation, which was second to none among the major forces of Yunmengze, but he never expected that Zhang Qing was also among them.

"Is the water family master really seriously injured?"

"Absolutely."

Zhang Qing pointed to the battlefield of the Golden Lotus, "Then what is this ghost king?" ”

When the surrounding Shui family monks heard this, their expressions became more and more angry, and clusters of water converged to lock Zhang Qing in the center.

Shui Dongliu raised his hand, and his pale face was also a little dissatisfied, "Brother Shi is wrong, that ghost king is indeed my Shui family not long ago, but he is not the head of the family, but a clan elder who failed to cultivate golden lotus." ”