"This!" yelled the black shop mage, "how is this possible!"

"Nothing is impossible, right, Bishop ...... Nine" pale fingers, almost sickly, played with a few strands of long hair hanging down in front of him. The corners of the pale cherry lips are slightly raised, as if smiling rather than smiling, revealing a bit of evil.

The Black Shop Mage, or the Ninth Cardinal Archbishop of the Cult of Light, suddenly trembled slightly, and on his blood-dripping hideous face, he couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in at the moment.

"Huh. He smiled dryly, "Your Excellency must have recognized the wrong person!" In his cloudy eyes, an imperceptible killing intent flashed.

Ye Wanqiu snapped her fingers and said a little indifferently: "Then it's better to think that I admit my mistake." ”

Although he said so, the corpses around him who were aroused by him all faintly emitted a purple-gray light, and the yin aura was even stronger.

Chen Xingwei hid in the distance, and through the yin and yang eyes, he clearly saw that Ye Wanqiu's body was filled with an extremely terrifying shadow. The blood-red demon light seemed to be wailing thousands of souls.

He just stared at the wailing spirits for a moment, and then he felt a dryness in his eyes, as if something was burning his eyes.

[Host, close your eyes quickly!!Otherwise, you will be blinded, and your entire soul will be sucked out!]

The system quickly reminded him.

Chen Xingwei suddenly closed his eyes in fright, but he still had a feeling that his soul seemed to be about to leave his body.

Boundless fear, forever imprinted in the depths of his soul.

......

The Ninth Bishop didn't see the phantom behind him, but he also noticed that the yin qi around him was a little heavier. I couldn't help but sneer: "I have no grievances with Your Excellency, why should Your Excellency be so embarrassed." ”

He, like Ye Wanqiu, was suspended in mid-air.

The robes on his body hunted in the call of the yin wind. With long hair and dancing around, it is a madness and loneliness that ordinary people cannot explain.

"I didn't mean to embarrass you, but you first sacrificed me and my companions as sacrifices to the Blood Sacrifice Formation. The corners of Ye Wanqiu's lips are still curvature, making it impossible to see what he is thinking at the moment.

The ninth bishop didn't know what to say.

Ye Wanqiu looked at him quietly, and in her deep eyes, there was an impenetrable darkness.

The Ninth Bishop suddenly burst out, holding a staff in one hand, and terrifying elemental fluctuations spread across the staff.

"Hmph!" Ye Wanqiu snorted coldly, and the corpses around him suddenly burst out, some used their bodies to block the ninth bishop's attack, and some directly attacked him.

I don't know why, obviously there are extremely fragile ordinary people in front of him, but under the control of Ye Wanqiu, he can burst out with the strength of a five-star martial artist.

The Ninth Bishop was eventually beaten to the ground.

Ye Wanqiu landed on her toes, made a strange gesture in her hand, and the corpses who were about to continue walking the ninth bishop suddenly stopped the movements in their hands. Standing straight behind him.

"You should feel by now that I don't have any murderous intentions towards you!" the young man said lightly. The long jet-black hair flows and contrasts with the pale skin. Dressed in simple clothes, hunting in the wind, the young man's body was unusually thin.

The Ninth Bishop understood his next sentence, and if he had murderous intentions towards him, then it would not be as simple as beating him.

Seeing that he was so knowledgeable about current affairs, Ye Wanqiu smiled and said, "You shouldn't be from Xiyao Continent!"

"Hmm......" The ninth bishop was beaten and collapsed on the ground, unable to speak. The latter words seemed to be about to be spoken, but they were covered by the growing wind.

"What if I said that as long as you listen to me obediently, I can send you back!?" Ye Wanqiu's words instantly made the ninth bishop freeze in place.

"Click—"

It's the sound of this little world shattering.

This world was finally overwhelmed and burst by the yin qi inside.

Looking at the last protective array on it that might break at any time, Ye Wanqiu hurriedly jumped and jumped out towards the crack above.

The ninth bishop's reaction was even greater than him, and he endured the pain of being beaten violently, and directly stood up with a carp. Quickly took the two staffs with them, and quickly followed.

Chen Xingwei, who was eavesdropping on the side, didn't know what the situation was, but seeing that the bigwigs were all like great enemies, he also quickly followed. However, he did not have the extraordinary bouncing power of Ye Wanqiu and the Ninth Bishop. The crack dozens of meters above his head was not able to jump at all.

"Whoa—"

The last formation has finally come to an end. The pouring water fell from the cracks, and it didn't take long for Chen Xingwei and the rest of the group and corpses to be submerged.

"Poof-" Yui Chenxing popped his head out of the water, spat out the water in his mouth, and found himself in the center of a lake.

Looking around, it seemed to be in the center of the lake he had just crossed. That is, the one who is rumored to have a ghost.

It was already noon, but the lake was still cold and biting, and I didn't know if it was originally like this, or because of the heavy yin qi.

Because of the large amount of lake water poured in, the magic circle in the small space below had been broken, and most of the people who were still alive came to their senses and surfaced.

Seeing the prompt that the system task was completed, Chen Xingwei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

The rating of this mission is a perfect score, which means that the talent he can cultivate will be very good!?

Seeing the strength of Ye Wanqiu and the Ninth Bishop, although it only revealed the tip of the iceberg, it still stimulated his curiosity about this world and his yearning for cultivation.

One day, he can become such a strong man.

[Come on, host!]

The system encourages the Tao at the right time.

......

Ye Wanqiu blocked the scorching sun in the sky with her hand, and immediately felt a burning on the back of her hand.

Frowning, he glanced at the burned place, and it was red. But at least it wasn't like when he was a ghost, and his entire arm was burned off.

He quickly found a shaded position and avoided the sun, and then he felt better.

Yang, the breath of the scorching sun. The scorching of fire, the light of light. All the ghosts and spirits will be hidden under its illumination.

The Ninth Bishop didn't know why Ye Wanqiu was hiding under the shadows, but he still followed.

It has reached the late autumn season, and the golden plane leaves are falling in large areas, and the inexplicable feeling of depression arises spontaneously. It's like the desolation of parting, and it's like the warmth of reunion after a long absence.

Leaning on the trunk of the sycamore tree like Ye Wanqiu, he sat on the ground, looking at his old hands and the two magic staff in his hands in a little confused......