After the cultivators who were ambushed around learned the content of the Ghost Seven message, they were even more excited, the knot golden pill is still of high quality, this trip is really worth it.

At the same time, in a hidden formation about half a day's flight away from the Buried Bone Valley, as a blue light flashed, four figures appeared out of thin air, obviously teleported by the teleportation formation in the array.

One of the four young monks with a handsome face and extraordinary bearing took the lead in walking out of the formation, and after confirming that there was no one around and safe, he turned back to the inner circle and replied respectfully: "No abnormality found, please move my aunt." ”

After hearing the words of the young monk, he led the remaining two female cultivators out of the formation, and then ordered: "I, Yun Shuang, and Yun Ning will go to a few points nearby to inspect, and you are here to wait for the formation." ”

The young monk was about to ask for help, but the female cultivator had already said with a smile: "Listen to my aunt, good nephew!"

When the young monk heard this, he only pretended not to hear it, and respectfully bowed to the female cultivator, "Before the master left, he told me that the disciple must fulfill the duty of a junior, take more responsibility for everything, and not let the senior aunt work for trivial things. ”

"Senior brother, I understand it, the decision will not change, you can just keep the formation. "It's still like that.

The young monk said no more, and turned back to the formation.

The female cultivator pondered for a moment, and after determining the direction, she led Yun Shuang and Yun Ning to fly towards the established target point.

......

"I don't know if it's the immortals walking on that road who are doing the Dharma here, and they are talking about the merchandising caravans, please see. ”

"The immortals cover their faces, and they keep their mouths shut!"

"Speechless?"

"Ask for your life!"

Kim Dae-fook didn't say much when he heard this.

This is a black phrase in the world of cultivating thieves, which basically means that it doesn't matter who I am, I want your life today, and I don't even have a chance to avoid disasters.

The prey and the hunter finally collided head-on!

Chen Yun didn't seem to understand it, so he came to Jin Dafu and asked him with curiosity, "The conversation collapsed?"

Kim Dae-bok nodded and did not speak.

Chen Yun silently returned to his position, pointed the old sword in his hand at the misty night sky, and at the same time let go of his divine sense, and tried to move forward as much as possible, although there was an obstacle, but at least it could ensure absolute safety within the visual range.

He was not the only one who did this, the seventeen people behind him were already ready to face the battle after listening to the conversation, and as for those cultivators, they were ready from the beginning.

The air froze suddenly, and even the surrounding fog seemed a little thin, and when one party took the lead, this place would instantly become a purgatory.

"Head, I'm going?" Oni Qi volunteered, this was his determination to tie the golden pill.

"Go, see that the thin person in front of you is not, according to Murong Kai's information, that person seems to be difficult to entangle, you first find a way to try your foot strength. The leader looked at Chen Yun as he commanded, obviously extremely concerned about the things listed on him separately in the intelligence, although he could only see his figure through the fog, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

The brief silence was finally broken as a piece of dead air broke through the fog and hit the team, and the two sides were so far that they were not dying.

The dead qi crossed Jin Dafu and wanted to kill Chen Yun.

How could Jin Dafu let him get his wish, he was the first to fight, with a wave of the magic weapon in his hand, he paused for a moment, and wanted to go around, but he was blocked by him again, and he had to shake it hard.

The magic weapon in his hand is a golden mace, which was given by a golden pill monk, and was built by the Cloud Sect, and its power is naturally extraordinary.

The death qi and the golden mace collapsed at the touch of a button, and the ghost seven who was hiding behind the death qi was almost injured, both in the late stage of foundation building, the other party had the blessing of magic weapons, and his strategy of relying on magic to take the lead obviously did not work.

"Hehe, magic weapon, very good!" After speaking, the whole person turned into a soul luo, forming a dark thin boundary outside his body, waving a bone staff in his hand, and instantly moved to a place less than ten meters away from Jin Dafu, and then the power of corpse devouring came out from the bone staff, and the whole person was submerged in a moment.

Necropsy repair?

After seeing the opponent's attack move clearly, Chen Yun was a little surprised in his heart, not that he felt how strong he was, but it was the first time he saw the legendary evil cultivator, and he was inevitably a little curious.

Jin Dafu knew that the other party must be an evil cultivator when he shot to stop the dead qi, but he was not sure which type of evil cultivator it was, and when he determined the heel of the oncoming enemy corpse cultivator, he was happy in his heart, and he was unlucky when he touched Lao Tzu's golden gong.

As soon as the power of the corpse came into contact with Jin Gong, as if he had a spiritual wisdom, he scattered and fled, it seemed that Jin Dafu was submerged by it, but in fact, Jin Gong was strangling the corpse.

Ghost Qi naturally sensed it, and secretly said that it was not good, and just wanted to put away the staff, but found that the bone staff had not obeyed the call, and became like a subject who had met the king, nailed to its original position by the golden mace, unable to move.

Ghost Qi has the heart to die, and now, even if he is confident, he also knows the fact that the other party's magic weapon just restrains his bone staff.

His bone staff, refining countless corpse souls to have today's power, if it weren't for the restraint, ordinary magic weapons really wouldn't be in his eyes, but coincidentally, that damn golden mace happened to be forged from pure yang fire, which made him find someone to reason.

Jin Dafu was unforgiving, and after strangling the corpse, he held the golden mace high, and without hesitation for a moment, he directly killed the seven ghost deities.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ghost Qi immediately made a decision, gave up the bone staff, and the person retreated back dozens of meters away, submerging into the darkness.

Jin Dafu pounced into the air, there was a fog barrier, the scope of the divine sense was no more than twenty meters, the other party was hiding in the shadows, he didn't dare to chase deeply, saw the bone staff hanging on the side, and after breaking it into several pieces, he turned around and returned to his own team.

First battle, victory!

Ghost Qi returned to the head man with a sad face, wanted to say something but didn't know what to say, and finally had to look at the place where the bone staff was, lowered his head, and thought he was unlucky.

The head man felt inexplicably like laughing in his heart, as calm as him, and he couldn't help laughing at this time, it seems that the thing that mixes with a group of dead corpses every day is really worrying, and he has to stay away from this unlucky thing as much as possible in the future.

He knew the strength of Ghost Seven, and the power of the bone staff had seen it with his own eyes, but the scene in front of him, except for the word retribution, he really couldn't find any other reason.

Chen Yun was also stunned for a moment, this is too bloody, the momentum is surging, he hangs his head and leaves, he is defeated so completely, and he wins so easily, is Jin Dafu the chosen son who has the halo of the protagonist in the legend? If he wasn't afraid of ruining the atmosphere on his side, he would even want to go up and ask him: "Brother, was the turning point of World War II Li Yunlong's attack on Ping'an County?"

Not only Chen Yun and the head man were surprised, but dozens of monks in the valley, most of them were like them, they all had a sense of joy that was ridiculous, and they all said that the way of heaven was impermanent, but they had never seen it so impermanent!

The head man felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong, and he had a good killing atmosphere, how did it change its taste, and he glanced at the ghost seven who bowed his head and was silent, and wanted to reprimand, but he was a little speechless.

Ghost Qi already looked dead, and at this time, his face was like frost, and his reputation was ruined, so who did he find to reason.

"Feng San, you go, be sure to kill this person!" In the end, the head man still didn't have the heart to reprimand Ghost Qi, and instead ordered another henchman to fight, wanting him to stand up for himself.

"Yes!" The person who was called Feng San had a solemn face, obviously extremely jealous of Jin Dafu, but he was not a corpse cultivator, although Jin Gong was powerful, he was not unable to fight.

As Feng San emerged from the mist, the atmosphere finally returned to its rightful state of slaughter.

The unveiling clown has receded, and a big show has just begun!