The Golden Flower Lady bowed to Liu Laodao, Liu Laodao hurriedly returned the gift, the Golden Flower Lady he had already heard of it, and when he saw it today, it was really Qianying Ting, and the fairy spirit was full.

The Golden Flower Lady glanced out and said, "I don't think that person is good, and the Wumen will be in chaos when we wait, so we can take advantage of the opportunity!"

At this time, the moonlight moved to the altar, and a beam of light shone on the witch basin, pouring like flowing water, and the blood of the thirty-six people slowly flowed, and the life was gradually disappearing, and the blood and the moonlight permeated into a chilling color, which became brighter and brighter in the eyes of everyone.

On the stage, Zhang Zhenren looked at Gao Jing, smiled contemptuously, and said: "If you stop at this time, the old man promises not to hurt your life!"

Gao Jing's light face showed a trace of anger from beginning to end, and said: "Simanxiaoer, I haven't seen you for many years, have you forgotten this king?"

"Sanyang Ghost King!" Zhang Zhenren on the stage and Zhou Dianxian on the stage blurted out almost at the same time, and everyone in the audience reacted differently, some had already heard of the name of the ghost king and were frightened, while others didn't believe it very much, and began to make noise again.

The Sanyang Ghost King showed his true body, holding the Ghost King's bone chain, and said with a smile: "Zhang Zhenren, do you still remember the bone chain of this king!"

Of course Zhang Zhenren remembered, the bone chain didn't know how many righteous path disciples had been killed, he was shocked into a cold sweat, the Sanyang Ghost King actually had the art of rejuvenation, and his face became more and more youthful, no wonder he couldn't recognize it.

Miao Yan didn't take the Sanyang Ghost King in his eyes, and said: "Who should I be, it turns out that you are the Sanyang Ghost King of the White Lotus Sect, I, Miao Jiang Wumen, have always had nothing to do with the White Lotus Sect, the well water does not interfere with the river water, the ghost king is here, what is the matter, is it to recruit me?"

"Hahahaha, how can this rabble of the Wumen be compared to my White Lotus Sect's Divine Courage Sect!" The Sanyang Ghost King shook his head and said, "This king came today just for the blood soul water!"

Zhang Zhenren raised the oolong sword and said, "Sanyang Ghost King, even if it's you, don't want to dye the blood soul water of the Wumen!"

Sanyang Ghost King sneered, shook the bone chain of the ghost king, flew in the air, danced the bone chain like a swimming dragon, and in an instant, the cold wind blew from the ground, and a group of skeletons came out with the wind, shuttling around the bone chain, and the skeleton's miserable white skeleton gradually gave birth to a flesh body, wrapped in leather armor, hair upside down, violent eyes and sharp mouth, hideous and terrifying, a pair of wide wings grew on the back, fluttering like bird wings, each holding a weapon, forming a phalanx.

"Flying Yaksha Array!" Zhang Zhenren exclaimed, hurriedly urged the oolong sword, pinched the gang in his hand, stepped on the twenty-eight Xuanwu star position, the sword book rune, a column of golden light talismans, shining people's eyes, and chanting a mantra in his mouth, a green smoke flew out of his right sleeve, accompanied by a golden talisman, and attacked the Sanyang Ghost King.

Everyone in the audience was as frightened as wooden people, and no one spoke anymore.

"Longhu Mountain is a magic rune and Miaojiang Wumen soul smoke into one, what a spectacle!" "Sanyang Ghost King teased, waved the ghost king's bone chain in his hand, eighteen flying yaksha changed formation, vacated the Chinese army, and outflanked the enemy on both wings, the golden talisman and green smoke came to the face, only to see the Sanyang Ghost King take out the bronze mirror in his arms, and with a slight shake, a white lotus flower appeared in the bronze mirror, and the power of the golden rune and green smoke was fully collected, and the flying Yaksha was like a group of hungry wolves, pounced on the golden rune and tore it to pieces, and the green smoke turned into nothing.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhenren muttered in his mouth: "This, this is the legendary Holy Lotus Order?" It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that there is a Holy Lotus Order in the White Lotus Sect, which is a white lotus at the beginning of the equinox of heaven and earth.

The Sanyang Ghost King didn't answer, he urged the Flying Yaksha and went straight to Zhang Zhenren, who was holding an oolong sword, almost unable to resist, and even took a few steps back, almost falling off the altar. Seeing this, Miao Yan gave an order, and the twelve protectors left the stone table, grabbed in front of Zhang Zhenren, pinched the trick in his hand, recited a mantra in his mouth, sacrificed the heavenly yin array, and came to fight the Sanyang Ghost King.

The Heavenly Yin Array, which was created by the ancestor of the Wumen, was based on the twelve ** places in the Thunder Mountain, gathered the Yin Qi, cultivated into twelve pairs of heavenly crystal coffins, formed the Heavenly Gate, and used the door as a array, devouring ghosts and gods, and absorbing all things.

The twelve protectors of the Dharma dodged the Sanyang Ghost King in the center, chanted a mantra in his mouth, a gust of wind rose, only to see twelve crystal coffins flashing above his head, the lightning was extinguished, the cold air was gloomy, and after a while, the crystal coffins were stacked on top of each other, and there was a law between them, forming a gatehouse, the cold light flashed in the door, and the yin wind roared, just like approaching the ghost gate.

The Sanyang Ghost King clenched the bone chain of the Ghost King in his hand, and saw that the Yin Array was raging, and he did not dare to underestimate the enemy, urging the Eighteen Flying Heavenly Yaksha Array to pounce on the Crystal Yin Gate, and before the Yaksha group approached, it was eroded by the Yin Qi of the Heavenly Yin Array, his clothes peeled off, his flesh and blood were all gone, and he turned into a skeleton again.

The Sanyang Ghost King was startled, and before he could react, the cold light flashed in the sky, and he sucked in all the skeletons, and there was no trace.

Miao Cheng was proud, thinking that the defeat of the Sanyang Ghost King had been decided, and he was determined to take advantage of the victory to pursue, and the twelve protectors urged the Tian Yin Array to force the Sanyang Ghost King, murderous, cold light, cold wind, blowing firelight, and people were blurred.

Although the ghost king of Sanyang was hit hard, but his face did not change color, seeing the crystal gatehouse approaching, he took out the bronze mirror from his arms, held it in his hand, bit the middle finger with the other hand, and wrote a ghost talisman on the bronze mirror, the blood mark was shining, reflecting a red lotus flower, which was transformed from the bronze mirror, floating in the air, growing in the wind, there was more than one person high, the petals were delicate and delicate, the stamens were bright and dazzling, the blood red light was in full bloom like the sunrise and the morning glow, and the fragrance was overflowing like a flood running away.

"Ah! it's the blood-colored Holy Lotus!" Zhang Zhenren's chest tightened, the old injury recurred, and he stumbled, stepped on the air, turned over and fell off the altar.

As soon as the words fell, the sky and the yin array were like a mountain, pressing towards the red lotus, the crystal gatehouse was like ice jade and cold iron, the yin wind reached, all of them were eroded, the red lotus was forced by the crystal gatehouse, the petals trembled, the stamens were low, suddenly, the red lotus bloomed in the wind, a red light erupted from the depths of the stamens, like a cannonball hitting the sky Yin array, in the center of the lintel of the crystal gatehouse, after a crisp sound, "bang", countless cracks appeared up and down the crystal gatehouse, and then shattered abruptly, such as the ice peak collapsed, splashing up.

The twelve protectors flew up with the shattered crystal and rolled to the ground, seriously injured and unconscious.

The Heavenly Yin Array has been broken, the foundation of the Thunder Mountain Twelve ** has moved, and there is a roar from the depths of the earth, the earth under his feet trembled sharply, and the mountain peaks seemed to have signs of cracking.