After this rain of swords fell, I never saw a ghost attack again, only a suppressed wail.

Miao Xiaomei gasped, despite the blessing of Mao Zijin, this spell was still too reluctant for her, she relied on the long sword in her hand to support her figure, and stared vigilantly at the range where the sword rain fell.

Mao Zijin's complexion is not very good-looking, and the consumption of so many formations in one breath is not small for him. But now he didn't dare to relax at all, took out a few talismans from his arms, squeezed them in his hands, and walked cautiously towards the altar.

At this time, Mao Zijin's four powerful ghosts were fighting with the ghost cultivators, but seeing that the momentum was about to be defeated in a short time, Mao Zijin didn't dare to hesitate anymore, and strode forward with the talisman!

The talisman in his hand burned slowly, and he saw that it turned into several golden flames floating around him, if any ghost cultivator dared to approach, these golden flames would automatically rush towards that ghost cultivator!

The Taoist priest is indeed the most restrained type of existence of ghost cultivators, and after a great battle, many ghost cultivators have already had a slight fear of Mao Zijin and the others, and they dare not block their edge!

Mao Zijin naturally knew the thoughts of these ghost cultivators, and he took advantage of the time when his momentum was at its most prosperous, and he pinched a few talismans in his hand, waiting for the momentum!

Miao Xiaomei followed closely behind Mao Zijin, and after finishing off a ghost cultivator with only half a wisp of yin soul left, she lit a talisman and put it in her mouth, jumped up and spit out a golden fire on Mao Zijin's front road, burning all the thick yin and ghost qi contained in it.

Mao Zijin and Miao Xiaomei have been together for a long time, so they naturally have a clear mind, so they hurriedly took a step forward and rushed into the flames, and they actually hid their bodies in it. When he said goodbye, Mao Zijin had already appeared on the altar, and when he was about to reach out and take off the demon mirror, the ghost cultivator with wings on his back suddenly appeared in front of him!

Mao Zijin didn't know how this ghost cultivator saw his whereabouts, and he didn't know how this ghost cultivator stopped in front of him in an instant. But at this critical juncture, Mao Zijin couldn't mess with his hands and feet, and immediately slapped the talisman in his hand at this ghost cultivator!

A trace of green light flashed in the eyes of the ghost cultivator with wings on his back, and he snorted coldly and raised the skull scepter in his hand, and a dark green light shield appeared around his body, blocking Mao Zijin's talisman fire from the outside!

Mao Zijin didn't dare to block hard, and retreated to the rear after flipping his body in the air!

This ghost cultivator didn't turn around and take those treasures away, but kept standing in place and looking at Mao Zijin and Miao Xiaomei coldly.

Mao Zijin's original Taoist robe was tattered during the battle with the festival a few days ago, and now it was burned by the cold fire of this ghost cultivator, and he looked extremely depressed for a while.

Mao Zijin whistled, and the four powerful ghosts broke free from the entangled ghost cultivators, and withdrew back to Mao Zijin's back to stand still.

"Sir, you and I don't interfere with the river water, I take my treasures, you take yours, why do you want to block the poor road?" Mao Zijin asked in a deep voice.

The ghost cultivator smiled, "Why do you want to stop you? The ghost just said is right, all the secret treasures here are owned by my ghost city, how can people like you in the Yang world be involved?"

Mao Zijin's face was solemn, "Dare to ask Mr. by name?"

"I am the right protector of the Ghost Palace, the left inheritance!"

"Is this the name of Mr. Yangshi?"

This ghost cultivator who claims to be Zuo Cheng has not made a sound, which is a tacit acquiescence.

Mao Zijin said: "The contemptible person is Mao Zijin, a native of Fuhu Mountain, please advise." ”

Saying that, Mao Zijin took out the talisman, Jin Huo got up, and as soon as he raised his hand, dozens of talismans floated in the air, and as Mao Zijin's fingers fell, these dozens of talismans rushed towards Zuo Cheng like sharp arrows!

Zuo Cheng's face was solemn, the ghost cultivator and the Taoist people would definitely fall behind in the battle, this is an indisputable matter, not to mention that Mao Zijin and his realm are between the two princes, and it is also by virtue of being in the ghost city now, with the help of the geographical advantage, it can be opened with it. At this time, after seeing these talismans rushing towards him, his body dodged these attacks, but as soon as he raised his head, he saw several golden ropes winding towards him!

Zuo Cheng felt annoyed for a while, only to say that this method of exterminating demons was really annoying. Hurriedly raised his hand and roared, and the thick yin qi behind him gathered towards the skull scepter in his hand, and the hollow eye bones of the skull above the scepter suddenly lit up with a faint green light, as if he had a sense.

I saw that the mouth of this skull suddenly opened, and spit out a torrent of green yin qi, and in this torrent, it was full of wails and howls of grievances!

Mao Zijin was horrified in his heart, thinking to himself how many Yin Souls this Zuo Cheng had taken to raise such an evil soldier. The weapons are divided into swallowing front, red practice, seven hanging, Jizang, heavenly killing, nine sinking six, etc., I am afraid that this evil soldier already has the power of seven hanging!

Zuo Cheng held such evil soldiers, the two complemented each other, like fire borrowing the wind, and the wind helped the fire, and for a while, Mao Zijin's Taoism couldn't last for half a minute in this torrent of yin qi!

He no longer thought about fighting with this Zuo Cheng, Mao Zijin ordered the four powerful ghosts of red, green, white, and blue to attack Zuo Cheng, and he withdrew from the battlefield, only blessing spells and long-range harassment for these four powerful ghosts from a distance.

But Zuo Cheng's skull scepter is really powerful, and every swing is accompanied by overwhelming yin qi, and for a while, Mao Zijin can't get half a penny.

At this time, Miao Xiaomei was snooping around the battlefield, and when Mao Zijin and Zuo Cheng were glued, she secretly walked behind Zuo Cheng, and when she was about to sneak attack Zuo Cheng, Mao Zijin made a look.

Miao Xiaomei knew this, and hurriedly collected the sword qi that she had not yet released, sneaked in the yin qi, and waited until Zuo Cheng was engrossed in fighting with Mao Zijin, and suddenly burst out, and went straight to the demon mirror!

Zuo Cheng heard the movement behind him, knew that he had made a mistake, roared angrily, and was about to stop Miao Xiaomei, Mao Zijin used dozens of talismans to drag him, and the four powerful ghosts trembled with him regardless of life or death, and they couldn't get out!

Miao Xiaomei caught a glimpse of this scene with her spare eyes, her face showed joy, and when she was about to grab the demon mirror in her hand, she suddenly rushed out of the ground and a skinny ghost blocked her in front of her!

"Senior sister, be careful!"

Miao Xiaomei's pupils contracted violently, and seeing that the powerful ghost was about to cut off Miao Xiaomei's right hand with one claw, she suddenly rushed out of a wave of earthy yellow qi from the side road, and lifted this powerful ghost away!

"Miao Dao people just take the treasure, I'll stop this ghost!"

The figure that rushed over was undoubtedly Lu Zeren.

Lu Zeren's body shimmered yellow, and his skin was as clear as topaz.

"Baji Mountain, shake the mountain!"

Lu Zeren roared, his hands were protected in front of his chest, his feet slammed on the ground, and his body rushed towards another ghost cultivator who rushed out of the side road like a rolling stone!

The speed was extremely fast, and the ghost cultivator was caught off guard, and before he had time to transform into a yin body, the whole person was smashed upside down and flew out, embedded in the wall on the edge!

Lu Zeren's eyes were shining, and he raised his hand again, "Baji Mountain, sinking like a peak!"

When the words fell, the yellow light around Lu Zeren's body was great, and the bluestones on the ground also fluctuated slightly with his breath, and after a while, these bluestones suddenly drilled out of the ground, cruising around Lu Zeren like a green snake, and finally rushed towards Zuo Cheng together, wanting to bind Zuo Cheng in place!

Zuo Cheng snorted coldly, the stone snake actually penetrated Zuo Cheng's body directly, and smashed himself into powder!

"With the power of the Yang world, you still want to commit murder in a ghost town?!"

Zuo Cheng's body condensed again, and with a wave of the wings behind his back, several blades formed by the condensation of yin qi slashed towards Lu Zeren!

Lu Zeren hurriedly dodged, and when he was jumping into the air, he suddenly heard Mao Zijin shouting, "Be careful!"

Looking down, he saw a dark blue circular pattern appear on the ground directly below him, and after blinking, a dark blue arm came out of this circular pattern and pinched Lu Zeren!

Mao Zijin hurriedly chanted a mantra, and several golden fires quickly fell on that arm, and in a moment, the huge blue arm wine burned vigorously, and finally turned into yin qi and drifted away!

Lu Zeren's figure smashed on the ground, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with a trace of blood!

And Miao Xiaomei, who was no longer harassed by ghost cultivators, took advantage of the opportunity to grab the demon mirror in her hand, retreated sharply, and shouted at Mao Zijin: "Senior brother!

Mao Zijin's face was slightly happy, and he blessed several spells on the four powerful ghosts, hoping that they could delay the opportunity, and he rushed to Lu Zeren's side, carried Lu Zeren on his back, and retreated towards the exit!

But just rushed to the exit, Mao Zijin's figure suddenly paused, and dragged Miao Xiaomei out who rushed in front!

Miao Xiaomei looked puzzled, but she was afraid after seeing a neat blood nail on the left side of the door!

At this time, I only heard a very slight sound of the wind, and when I turned my head, I saw a slap of blood nails shooting towards several people!

Mao Zijin couldn't exert force on Lu Zeren's back, so he could only dodge in a hurry, while Miao Xiaomei pulled out a long sword, and the sword turned into an afterimage, knocking down the blood nail neatly!

"Who?!, do you dare to dedicate yourself to seeing it?" asked Mao Zijin in a deep voice.

At this time, Zuo Cheng had already broken free from the entanglement of the four powerful ghosts, and after seeing this scene, he knew that there were still people hiding in the dark, so he didn't do anything to Mao Zijin and a few people, but looked around with Mao Zijin and a few people.

I saw a man in black appear on a broken beam in this hall, smiling strangely.

"Who are you!" Miao Xiaomei scolded angrily.

The man in black pinched hundreds of blood nails in both hands, crossed his hands on his chest, and raised his head slightly, revealing a pale and unstable human face.

"Ghost Cultivator?!"

The black-clothed man said: "I am the envoy of the Ghost King City in the underworld, and I was ordered to take a few treasures, in addition to this Huangquanzi in my hand, I also want your demon mirror!"