After more than half a month when the inner courtyard of the Duan family was shrouded in an inexplicable fog, a spirit shuttle magic weapon suddenly appeared in the sky above the Duan family, and a pair of young men and women wearing dark gray magic robes stood on it.

The woman is delicate and lovely, convex and backward, and the man is mediocre in appearance and thin in stature.

On the edge of the robes of the two people, a strange gray claw was depicted, if there was an immortal cultivator nearby, they would recognize it, this was the fourth ranked ghost spirit sect mark among the ten major sects of the Chu State.

The woman looked at the black mist below, pursed her lips and said, "Senior brother, what's the use of mortal souls, you also specially used the formation to trap here, but I said, give me the soul of an immortal cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining, and I will be your double cultivator." ”

The thin man smiled and said, "Senior sister doesn't know, the mortals trapped by me are a little different from others, the super-first-class martial artists among them, the divine soul condensation, is almost comparable to the immortal cultivators in the middle stage of qi refining. ”

When the woman heard this, her face showed suspicion and said, "What are you talking nonsense, mortal martial arts, can you still train your soul to the point of immortality?"

The thin man shook his head and said, "Senior sister, I originally thought so, but half a month ago, I caught a Duan family's super first-class martial artist, and I wanted to spend some materials to refine it into a ghost slave." ”

"But who knew that after receiving his soul, I accidentally found that his soul was extremely refined, and then I caught several super first-class martial artists, until I ingested the soul of the second Duan family martial artist, only to find out that this is a divine soul characteristic only Duan family martial artists. ”

"Absorbing the souls of these two people, my cultivation has actually improved a lot. ”

The young woman carefully observed the thin man with her divine sense, and said with a moving expression: "I haven't seen you for three months, your mana has reached the peak of the tenth layer, I thought you took some kind of pill, is it ......?"

The thin man nodded and said, "That's right, the souls of the two top martial artists of the Duan family are completely equivalent to two precious pills, and the basic exercises of our Ghost Spirit Sect, if there is a condensed divine soul absorption, the progress will be extremely fast." ”

The young woman looked at the area shrouded in black mist below, greed flashing in her eyes.

Her qualifications are not high, she has been cultivating for twenty years, and her cultivation is only the first to enter the tenth layer of Qi refining, if she wants to enter the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, she must at least reach the age of fifty, and then not only will her appearance and figure show an aging transformation, but the probability of building a foundation will drop a lot.

If the mortal souls below were the same as what the thin man said, then after she got it, the cultivation time would definitely be greatly shortened.

The thin man smiled and said, "Senior sister, as far as I know, there are still six of the most refined souls in it, and there are more than thirty of them at the second level, half of them, which should meet your requirements." ”

The young woman said decisively: "Okay, senior brother, if the soul below is really as you said, then the previous promise of the senior sister is completely counted. ”

As she spoke, she blessed herself with a mana shield and said, "Let's hurry up, the area here is not small, and it will take some time to destroy all mortals." ”

The thin man also put on the shield, and then took out a magic weapon in the shape of a bowl, which was full of gloomy energy, and bursts of wailing came from within.

"Senior sister, the light skills of mortal warriors are more troublesome, and the ghost servants can make their bodies weak, and we will chase after them. ”

The woman nodded, and a flash of inspiration flashed in her hand, and the same bowl magic weapon appeared, and then the two of them harnessed the spirit shuttle and disappeared into the black mist, as if this black mist was like a void to them.

After a while, in the depths of the inner courtyard of the Duan family, a large number of ghosts and wolves howled, as well as the roars of many martial artists, came out one after another

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Duan Yiyun curled up and hid in a secret room several feet in size, this secret room was located in the corner of the Duan family's meeting hall, and from the outside it looked like nothing more than a desk made of bricks, on which some bits and pieces of sundries were placed, which was inconspicuous.

Duan Yiyun bit his lip and looked at the scene outside through the gap in the bricks of the secret room, his eyes full of hatred.

The trembling little body and biting the bloodied lips all showed that the little girl was suppressing her emotions and not letting herself make a sound.

On the martial arts training ground outside the meeting hall, there were corpses scattered among the disciples of the Duan family, each corpse's face was blue and white, the eyes were prominent, and many people still had frost on their skin, looking like they had frozen to death.

In the center of the martial arts training ground, there were more than a dozen blue-faced and fanged ghosts, forming a circle, surrounding six martial artists, these six people were back to back, their faces were blue, and they all seemed to be seriously injured.

Duan Yuanfeng stood in front of the other five, although his aura was weak, the sharp edge in his eyes flashed from time to time, indicating that he still had a strong fighting power.

More than ten zhang away in front of Duan Yuanfeng, there were the men and women from the Ghost Spirit Gate, who wore a layer of gray shields, controlled the bowls in their hands, and sucked out light gray figures one by one on the corpses on the ground.

Encountering the gray-rich corpse, the two of them also had a good argument, seeing that Duan Yuanfeng was furious, but he looked at the few ghosts around him and the gray shield outside the other party's body, and his heart was filled with weakness.

Originally, Duan Yuanfeng felt that with his own combat power, even if he was not as good as an immortal cultivator, he would be able to make at least a few moves, who knew the ghost shadow released by the immortal cultivator, he was helpless, every time the long sword stabbed, it was like sweeping the air.

But as long as the ghost shadow touches the warrior, the warrior's body seems to be wrapped in ice, piercing the cold to the bones, and the weaker ones will freeze to death directly, and the higher ones will be stiff and unable to move.

A super-first-class master is better, although his body is also cold, but he can still move, Duan Yuanfeng was the least affected, and his speed was only somewhat reduced.

Duan Yuanfeng understood that this ghost was afraid of his vigorous qi and blood, although the strength of other super-first-class masters was not weak, after all, he was already old, and his qi and blood were exhausted, and he was only in his forties, in the prime of life.

In the end, the six of them super first-class masters gathered together, and the qi and blood converged, so that the ghost did not dare to continue to attack, but the six of them were also surrounded by the ghost.

Even if there were no ghosts, they couldn't help the immortal cultivators, and Duan Yuanfeng's strongest attacks couldn't break the gray shield, which was like a heavenly moat, between the martial artists and the immortal cultivators.

"Senior brother, the method you think of is really good, and these six people in the end should be the most quintessential souls. The female cultivator of the Ghost Spirit Sect glanced at Duan Yuanfeng, licked her lips and said.

After the thin male cultivator finished collecting the last soul, he said with a smile: "Good things should be left at the end and then collected." ”

Duan Yuanfeng gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you want to destroy my Duan family, where did our Duan family offend you." ”

The thin man chuckled and said, "Grievances are due to the essence of the soul of your Duan family's martial artists, which is a great supplement for our ghost spirit sect disciples. ”

"Senior brother, explain something to these ants, hurry up. ”

The pair of Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators immediately pinched the Dharma, and several dark green fireballs shot out from their hands, and at the same time, the more than ten ghost shadows joined forces and turned into a thick gray rope, tying Duan Yuanfeng and the six people in place, unable to move.

The dark green fireball slammed into Duan Yuanfeng and the others' unyielding and angry eyes, and the incomparably cold aura spread out, completely cutting off the vitality of the last six super-first-class masters of the Duan family.

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Duan Yiyun covered her mouth with her small hands, her eyes were filled with a lot of tears, and her throat was even more choked, as if she would cry at any time.

She bit her lip and shouted in her heart: "Duan Yiyun, you can't make a sound, the Duan family's revenge needs you to revenge, you can't be impulsive, you have to listen to your father, wait for grandpa to come over here!"

Suppressing the sadness of losing her father, the little girl looked at the immortal cultivators outside, and kept in mind their faces and the gray claw marks on their robes.

Just when Duan Yiyun was trying his best not to make a sound, the female cultivator outside turned her head, looked at Duan Yiyun's hiding place, and waved her hand expressionlessly, and the five or six ghost creatures on the martial arts training ground floated towards this side.

Seeing this, Duan Yiyun seemed to have forgotten her sadness, she held the long sword at her waist with both hands, her face was crazy, and she wanted to go out and fight with the immortal cultivator.

But at this moment, the ground of the martial arts training ground suddenly shook.

Dozens of zhang away, a huge pale yellow shield covered with barbs appeared, a man tall, with mottled blood and filth left on it, with a strong whistling sound, rushing towards the two of them from the Ghost Spirit Gate.

Behind the shield, there was a middle-aged woman with muscles all over her body and a fleshy face, her thick legs stepped on the ground, holding the shield to sprint, and the floor tiles on the martial arts training ground were torn apart by the huge brute force.