Luo Qingli also stared closely at the treacherous cloud, the aura in this cloud was extremely treacherous, releasing an extremely strong pressure that was not inferior to that of the Yuanying Monk, as well as a cold that made the soul tremble, just by looking at it, it seemed that there was a coldness from the soles of his feet to the Heavenly Spirit Gai.

Ember stiffened slightly, his eyes stunned.

This kind of aura was too familiar to him, and almost all of the high-level ghost clans who had surrounded and intercepted them before.

But how could it be...... How could there be a high-level ghost clan around here!

Luo Qingli was almost frozen in place, the coercion of this treacherous cloud was far superior to that of Hong Zhisan, even if Ning Yuanjue was running to the extreme, she couldn't move at this moment.

It's just the worst kind of result, instead of a fierce beast, it's likely to be a high-level ghost clan!

Luo Qingli couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Second son, it seems that our luck is really bad." ”

Two unlucky eggs get together, there is no most unlucky, only more unlucky.

Ember: "......"

just got out of the tiger's mouth and entered the wolf's den, Luo Qingli inevitably felt a little discouraged, she couldn't cope with a Hongzhisan person, not to mention that now there is a high-level ghost clan?

With the Red Lotus Karma Fire here, she can still deal with those middle-level ghost clans, but it is only limited to a small number, if you expect this thing to win the high-level ghost clan, it is really whimsical.

The strong ghost aura on the high-level ghost clan was enough to extinguish the karmic fire in an instant, even if it was unexpected, there was no chance for her.

Ahri asked frustratedly, "Luo Luo, are we finished?"

Luo Qingli couldn't answer this question, she had thought of many possibilities, and now she couldn't save herself, and no one came to save her, did she still expect this high-level ghost clan to be merciful and let go of such a little golden pill as her?

The ghost clan likes to eat people and cultivate qi and blood, even if the essence of Jindan is not as good as that of the Yuanying monk, but the mosquito is too small and it is meat, and it is better than nothing.

Luo Qingli and Yu Yan were in a heavy mood, and Hongzhisan was like a mouse caught by a cat, even Luo Qingli didn't care, and immediately prepared to run away.

However, before he could make a move, a strong wind swept by, knocking Hongzhisan to the ground, and then the clouds hung low, surrounding him.

Luo Qingli didn't know what was happening in the clouds, she only knew that there was a high-pitched scream from Hong Zhi Sanren inside.

The wind was blowing in my ears, and the cry was creepy for no reason.

Eventually, the cry grew clearer and lighter, until it was completely annihilated.

The clouds twisted for a while, as if they had stretched out comfortably after eating and drinking, and then retreated back into the air.

Luo Qingli looked at the ground uncontrollably, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The originally tall and thin Hongzhisan people now only have a layer of skin and bones left, and his posture is twisted and falls to the ground, with a hideous and terrifying expression on his face, and he is completely lifeless. There is a small hole in the center of his eyebrows, which should have been sucked up along with Yuan Ying.

In the eyes of ordinary monks, the strongest Yuanying monk lost his life after just a few breaths, and in front of this treacherous cloud, even the power was vulnerable.

The strange cloud began to float towards her, and the coercion enveloping her body became heavier and heavier, and Luo Qingli's heart tightened, and even the embers couldn't help but tighten their bodies.

But when the cloud floated in front of her, it suddenly stopped, as if it was looking at her carefully, and at the same time, Luo Qingli also felt that a jade plaque in his storage bag emitted a bright red blood light.

She paused slightly, her eyes widened.

Although the main purpose of coming to this big array is to experience, she has not completely forgotten Tan Yarou's commission, long before entering the formation, she packed up all the things that Tan Yarou handed over to her, maybe she really found some clues.

This jade plate was handed over to her by Tan Yarou in the cave at the bottom of the Xuyu Lake, and a drop of Tan Yarou's essence blood was sealed in the jade plate with a secret method, because she was fused with the essence and blood of the Taoist Nangong Shu, once something related to Nangong Shu appeared, the jade card would have different degrees of reaction.

Such a strong blood light must be inseparable from Nangong Shu, if it is not for the arrival of the deity, it should also be the remains of Nangong Shu, or the natal magic weapon.

Isn't this one in front of you a high-level ghost clan?

Luo Qing was surprised, and when he saw that Wei Yun made another move, he didn't think about it and said, "Dare to ask the seniors if you know Gen Ru Zhenjun Nangong Shu?"

"......" Ember was simply amazed, her eyebrows were burned, she actually had the time to chat with people! What is the ghost clan? Seeing a monk is like a dog seeing a bone, I can't wait to pounce on you immediately, who is happy to listen to you!

Also, who is Nangong Shu, and who is Gen Ru Zhenjun, I have never heard of it!

Ember's heart was like ashes, and he felt that there was no hope.

The identity of the inheritor of the Demon King Hall has not yet been completely secured, and he will die in this ghost place first, so forget it, let his mighty and domineering original body come out to support the scene, but unfortunately now this death, his father may not be able to recognize it when he sees it, let alone even collect the corpse, and there is barely someone to accompany the burial, but it is Luo Qingli......

Ember sighed, his head drooped completely, and his face looked like death was empty.

Luo Qingli's current mood is as if he is stepping on the tip of a knife, and he can fall down at any time and break his bones.

If they can live, who wants to die?

The treacherous cloud was not in a hurry to ask for her life, but stayed in the air flutteringly, and asked calmly, "Nangong Shu, who is that?"

The voice from the cloud was a deep male voice, different from the coldness of this cloud, this voice actually gave people a sense of warmth for no reason.

Luo Qingli and Ember were stunned at the same time, and Ember quickly reacted and said, "This is not a ghost clan! This is a ghost cultivator, and he is still a Yuan Infant Ghost King!"

In the underground ghost city, the ghost clan and the ghost cultivator coexist, and the breath on the body is also very similar, but compared to the bloodthirsty and brutal ghost clan, the ghost cultivator is transformed from human cultivation, and in comparison, it is a little more humane.

Luo Qingli clenched her hands, this Yuanying Ghost Monarch was still willing to spend time talking to her, which didn't seem to be as bad as she thought.

The jade plate in the storage bag is indeed shining non-stop, which will not be fake, but this ghost monarch said that he didn't recognize Nangong Shu......

The clouds drifted closer again, and the voice came again: "Little girl, are you afraid?"

Luo Qingli took a deep breath, "The seniors are deeply cultivated, far beyond the juniors, the juniors are naturally afraid, but even if they are afraid, it is useless, if the seniors want to do something, the juniors are powerless to resist." ”

"Hahahaha. There was a burst of laughter from the clouds, and the ghost monarch seemed to be extremely happy, but the next moment, his tone suddenly changed, and he said solemnly: "Little girl, you are a heavenly spirit body." ”