Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded, his face a little disappointed.

"Are Zhao Daoyou sure they disappeared here?Could it be that they went somewhere else?Or did they encounter demon beasts?" Wang Changsheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he asked curiously.

"No, we are sure that they are missing here, the five of them are all thirteenth layer of qi refining, and they are good at the technique of joint attack, the five of them join forces, the second-level demon beasts are not their opponents, the aura here is very weak, it would be good to have a few first-level demon beasts, it should be unlikely that there will be second-level demon beasts above the second-level, but this will not be known until after the investigation, no matter what, life must see people, death must see corpses, if someone assassinates the disciples of our Haoran Academy, our Haoran Academy will definitely not let him go," In the end, the middle-aged man glanced at Wang Changsheng seemingly unintentionally.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng looked a little displeased, the other party's words obviously showed that he was suspicious, Wang Changsheng also said what should be said, he was not interested in explaining anything, believe it or not, even if the four of them attacked together, Wang Changsheng was not afraid.

After a while, the four men in blue walked in with the processed wild boar and roasted it on a simple grill.

Next, the man in blue and others discussed poetry and songs, Wang Changsheng didn't know anything, so he sat aside and listened quietly, the middle-aged man and the round-faced man didn't seem to be interested, and occasionally responded with a few words, most of them were two young Confucian students and Chen Qiusheng and the four of them.

After a while, the wild boar was roasted, and it exuded a rich aroma that made people drool when they smelled it.

"Mr. Zhao, give it," the man in blue cut off a small piece of roast meat with a dagger and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Thanks, no need, we have dinner on the way here, you can eat!" The middle-aged man shook his head and politely refused.

"Brother Zhao Gan, Brother Zhao Kun, aren't you hungry?" asked the man in Tsing Yi curiously.

"Don't be hungry, don't be hungry, you can eat!" said a young Confucian student, shaking his head, but he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Since you are not hungry, Brother Changsheng, this piece of meat will be given to you, reward you for your hard work in hunting," the man in blue handed the roast meat to Wang Changsheng.

Wang Changsheng nodded, took the piece of barbecue, and swallowed the piece of barbecue in two bites.

Next, Wang Changsheng and the five of them divided and ate the wild boar, Wang Changsheng didn't eat a few pieces, most of them were eaten by Chen Qiusheng and the four of them.

After dinner, Chen Qiusheng and the middle-aged man continued to talk about poetry and songs, Wang Changsheng saw this, so he found a corner to sit down, closed his eyes and recuperated.

It didn't take long for the four middle-aged men to rest, and they also chose a corner to sit cross-legged and close their eyes to recuperate.

Chen Qiusheng and the four of them read the book for a while, then extinguished the firewood and found a place to rest.

When it is ugly, in the dead of night, the five fingers can not be seen in the earthen temple, and a few snoring sounds can be heard occasionally.

A cold wind blew suddenly, causing the dilapidated gate of the earthen temple to shake back and forth, making a chaotic sound of "bang" and "bang".

Even so, no one woke up, and everyone seemed to be asleep.

The next moment, the wind blew fiercely, blowing the gate of the earth temple to shake, and several mournful sounds of horses sounded one after another.

Wang Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the four middle-aged men also opened their eyes at the same time, got up and stood up.

Wang Changsheng glanced at Chen Qiusheng and the four of them, and found that they were still sleeping soundly.

"Wang Daoyou, it looks like there are guests visiting," the middle-aged man said in a low voice.

"Since there are guests visiting, you go out to greet the guests first, and I will go out later," Wang Changsheng nodded, turned around and walked towards Chen Qiusheng.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man nodded at the round-faced man, raised his feet and walked out.

Chen Qiusheng slept near the statue with the young man in Confucian shirts, while the man in blue and the man in green slept in the upper right corner of the temple.

Wang Changsheng didn't have any ecstasy incense in his hand, so he could only throw out two dungeon talismans, turning into two yellow light shields, covering Chen Qiusheng and the four of them.

After doing all this, Wang Changsheng stomped his feet, his body shook, and quickly ran towards the outside of the earthen temple.

When he got outside, Wang Changsheng frowned, and his face was a little strange.

Opposite Wang Changsheng and the others, more than a dozen young men and women appeared, and these people were surrounded by yin qi, exuding a cold aura, and they were ghosts.

Standing at the front was a young man in a blue shirt with clear eyebrows and a gorgeous woman with a full figure.

"Hmph, two ghost generals, and more than a dozen ghost pawns, it seems that my disciples died at your hands," the middle-aged man snorted lightly and said coldly.

"Giggles, I just absorbed the essence of a few Qi Refining Stage cultivators a few days ago, and now a few more Foundation Building Monks have sent them to the door, it seems that I am expected to advance to the Ghost King," the gorgeous woman chuckled, her plump delicate body fluctuated with the laughter, causing people to reverie.

"Hehe, Ghost King, the two ghost generals want to wipe out all of our three foundation building monks, daydream! Since our disciples died at your hands, then you don't leave today, just stay here!" the round-faced man smiled and sneered.

After speaking, I saw him flip it with one hand, and there was an extra red glittering painting scroll in his hand, and threw it forward, letting it levitate in mid-air, and at the same time, a magic battle flashed into the painting scroll.

The scroll of the painting suddenly opened, and the scene in the painting was a red phoenix flying high, dozens of red birds surrounded the red phoenix, and four golden characters were written on the painting - a hundred birds and a phoenix.

"Hurry," the round-faced man's ten fingers quickly changed his gestures, and after a loud shout, a magic decision entered the painting shaft.

A crisp birdsong sounded.

The red phoenix on the painting is full of red light, the wings are spread, the body is twisted, and it flies out of the painting axis, and when the wind rises, it turns into five or six zhang in size, and at the same time, dozens of red firebirds also fly out of the painting.

As soon as the red phoenix and the red firebird appeared, the temperature around them suddenly increased a lot.

Seeing this, the faces of the man in blue shirt and the gorgeous woman changed.

"Go," the round-faced man lightly nodded at the blue-shirted man, and the red phoenix let out a crisp birdsong, spread its wings, and with a blazing breath, it quickly flew towards the blue-shirted man.

At the same time as the round-faced man made his move, the middle-aged man was not idle, I saw him take out a red folding fan, wave it forward, and more than a dozen fist-sized red fireballs flashed out and went straight to the opposite side.

The two young Confucian scholars took out two scrolls, one silver and one gold, and after opening the scrolls, their lips squirmed rapidly, and after a while, the scrolls in their hands shone brightly, and countless gold and silver runes surged out of them, and after a dripping turn in the air, they turned into dozens of gold and silver spears that were thousands of feet long, and quickly shot towards the opposite side.

Wang Changsheng didn't have the slightest intention of making a move, but out of caution, he still took a few defensive talismans for himself, turning them into several light curtains of different colors to cover himself.