Chapter 15: The Ghost Spirit Flag

Left ...... Left day?"

Zhang Tie came with a hesitant voice.

Seeing Zuo Tian change from a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy to a man as tall as him in a few breaths, he couldn't help but sigh at the magic of this world.

But the panic that ensued made him unsure if the man in front of him was the boy he knew.

Zuo Tian glanced at him indifferently.

Zhang Tie's body shook, it was this kind of look, this kind of eyes like looking at a dead person.

Back then, he once lived in the shadow of this look, but now that he faces it again, he can already look at it calmly.

Although Zuo Tian's eyes were full of indifference, Zhang Tie breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew he was still the same teenager.

It's an intuition, indescribable, inexplicable.

He was really afraid that Zuo Tian would become another person, and in this way, there might be some trouble.

In the unanimous and dull gaze of everyone, Zuo Tian suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance.

But I saw the sky in the distance, backed by the big green mountains, two black shadows from far and near.

"What are they? Like two birds?"

"No, how do I look like two people? But how can people fly?"

"That's two people!"

In an instant, a cacophony of sounds filled the square.

The people who can fly bring the villagers no less shock than Zuo Tian, who grew up in an instant, and even too much.

"Immortals! That's immortals!"

"The gods have appeared!"

Some people in the crowd bowed their heads and couldn't help themselves.

Although Nancun has the legend of the immortal, everyone has never seen it with their own eyes, so they naturally scoff at the rumor.

Now that they really saw the legendary immortals appear, they opened their eyes one by one, vying to be the first to look, wanting to witness the true face of the immortals.

Although Zuo Tian is now considered an immortal, he feels more like a monster to the villagers.

How can one in heaven and one on earth be compared?

In a few breaths, the two men were in front of everyone, suspended above their heads.

It's a man and a woman.

The man was dressed in black, with a pair of bewitching purple eyes under the sword eyebrows that went straight into the sky, a high nose bridge, and thin lips gently hooked, looking a little mysterious and evil, and a few strands of red hair were blown by the breeze in the inky black, revealing a domineering and flamboyant.

His left hand was claw-shaped, and in the palm of his hand, a bright white light flickered like a star in the dark night.

The woman has a stunning face, her eyebrows reveal an indissoluble coldness, her smooth and fair face is as cold as frost, a snow-white robe covers Miaoman's figure, her black hair dances in the wind, and the clear waves are flowing, which is shocking.

She floated in mid-air, as if she was a mysterious girl above the nine heavens, sacred and inviolable.

Is this a fairy? What a fairy couple!

This is almost everyone's heart, many men in the crowd stared at the woman's delicate face and swallowed saliva, how could they have ever seen such a beautiful woman?

Even Zhang Tie lost his mind for a moment.

The woman seemed to sense the thoughts of the people below, and her willow-like brows furrowed slightly, and the coldness was even worse.

The man also lowered his head at this moment, and his purple eyes scanned the crowd.

With the man's gaze, everyone who was stared at by his gaze only felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart.

Since the arrival of the two of them, Zuo Tian has been staring at them, to be precise, at the light that the man was holding on his left hand, and he felt a familiar aura in that light.

He finally knew why Nan Shugen was shouting for them to escape before he died.

Because that familiar breath belongs to the root of the South Tree.

The South Tree Root was killed by them!

"Oh, I didn't think there was a human cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage here. The man's gaze stayed on Zuo Tian, his face playful.

The woman glanced at it casually, and the iceberg beauty-like face attracted the hearts of the villagers who had never seen the world.

However, she didn't pay attention to the man, but waved her hand, and a thin silk scarf like a light gauze covered the face that even the gods were jealous of.

A cry of regret rang out from the crowd.

The man seemed to have anticipated the woman's reaction, but he continued unconcernedly: "I didn't expect that there was really a human gathering place here, it seems that I was right to take that human soul and keep his body to escape." Senior sister, you lost the bet, next, shouldn't you listen to me. ”

"Hmph!" the woman let out a cold snort from under her mask, her voice as crisp as a silver bell.

"This place belongs to the realm of Tianxuan Sect, we have already stepped into the human race area, Xueluo, you have to think clearly, if the purpose of our trip is to die because of your wanton behavior, where is the demon venerable, I won't explain it to you at that time." ”

"Huh. ”

Hearing the woman mention the Demon Venerable, the man's eyes flashed with blood, and then he smiled dryly: "I'm just charging some interest, who let that human hurt my kindred." Besides, this place is on the border of the Terrans, how can those old guys have so much time to pay attention to this little thing, they are afraid that they are now having a headache with the fusion of the Night Demon Realm. ”

The woman was silent for a while, as if she agreed with Xueluo's statement.

"Soβ€”the show begins. ”

The man smiled wickedly and looked at the crowd in the square.

A cool breath grew from the soles of his feet, and Zuo Tian turned his head and yelled at the crowd: "Run! Run!"

"Is it just now? It's stupid. ”

Xueluo sneered and looked at the ants that were messing up like a pot of porridge below, and a black flag fell into his hand between his hands.

"I have this ghost spirit flag, but I haven't had fresh blood join it for a long time. ”

As his words fell, the flag was tossed into the air.

I saw that the flag rose in the wind, and in a few breaths, it rose to a height of five or six meters, suspended above Xueluo's head.

A layer of strange black gas was wrapped around the flag, and gusts of yin wind came out from the flag, only to see a numbing black bubble rising from the flag, and within each bubble, there was a powerful ghost, counting it carefully, there were hundreds of bubbles.

The appearance of those terrible ghosts is not the same, there are humanoids, there are also wings on their backs, horns on their heads, and there are even giant beasts that are tens of meters high.

The only thing they had in common was that their faces were distorted, their eyes were red, and they were screaming at the crowd below them in the bubbles, and they looked like they had completely lost their minds.

"Hell!"

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd began to flee in all directions.

They never imagined that the immortal they recognized had completely turned into a demonic existence at this moment.

There are also those who are greedy for life and afraid of the dead, constantly kneeling and worshipping, shouting: "The gods spare their lives." ”

Blood Luo ignored this, and threw the light in his left hand backwards.

I saw that the flag automatically separated into a bubble to wrap the light cluster, and under a burst of distortion, the appearance of the root of the south tree appeared in the bubble.

He seemed to be in great pain, the bubbles blocked the sound, and Zuo Tian could only see the soul body of Nan Shugen twisted, and the mouth had already reached the root of his ear.

As the black qi seeped into the flag, Nan Shugen calmed down, and his low-hanging head slowly lifted, revealing the scarlet of his eyes.