The magic sword sealed into the five-headed fox was as fast as an arrow off the string, and before the five ghost Daoists could react, the sharp blade hit the white bone ghost in response, making a silk tearing sound, and it was connected into a piece.

The power of the Beidou attached to the sword body is still lethal to this spiritual creature of the Ghost Dao Secret Technique, not only deeply piercing the hardest frontal bone, but the tip of the sword is only two fingers away from the target person.

The Five Ghost Daoists didn't expect that they had been practicing for many years, and they could do whatever they wanted, and the white bone ghost who combined attack and defense would be so unbearable under the scattered cultivation sword on the opposite side, and then saw the sword blade that was only two fingers away from the center of his eyebrows, and he was anxious and angry, and couldn't help but take a step back.

How could Ye Zhiqiu miss this opportunity, the halberd finger of his right hand violently urged the mana, and the strength of the fox suddenly doubled, pushing the magic sword forward, and he actually entered another finger.

It's a pity that the toughness of the White Bone Ghost is not bad, and if he clamps the magic sword, the power of the Beidou containing death at the wound continues to erode, and the White Bone Ghost continues to consume, and in order to offset the power of this sword.

Ye Zhiqiu thought about the hole card in his hand: "I also have a spell from the clone of the guardian god of the grassland wolf, the flying bones of the black corpse Dao people, and the exquisite staff." The advancement of the Yin Sha Talisman is estimated to be the Zhangxu Gao Skull and Skull summoned by the five ghost Daoists who claim to be in the White Bone Cave of Lushan on the opposite side, and more importantly, the inheritance of the Ghost Dao, there must be a way to get started and lay the foundation. I can't get it from the Black Corpse Daoist, it is estimated that his master, the Five Ghost Daoists, has done something with it. After killing him, there is everything. ”

Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu clenched his fist with his right hand, slammed it on his left palm, secretly recited the incantation, felt that the mana in his body disappeared out of thin air, and the fire between his fists and palms was full of fire, and he immediately pulled his right fist out

"The Red Lotus is summoned, and in my hands, ignite the flames that burn the ashes of all evil things!"

The armorer whose face was hidden under the helmet immediately saw the weak paperwork, the fist that was not big or small, surrounded by bright red flames like blood, but it would not damage his body, and he was secretly surprised.

At the same time, the five ghost Taoists of the White Bone Cave in Lushan took a step back, and were about to shake the white bone lock heart hammer and grind the magic sword that had a fatal threat to themselves into slag, but they never thought that the killer murderer on the opposite side actually had hole cards, such endless tricks, not at all like a scattered monk, but more like a disciple of the Xuanmen Authentic Great Sect.

What's even more rare is that from the beginning of the fighting method, the opponent's left and right are just the soul-scattering spells of the warlocks in the rivers and lakes, and in the blink of an eye, it is revealed that he is familiar with the Yin and Yang Dao and the Five Elements Technique, borrowing the power of the stars, and the Dao veins are directly catching up with the ancient demon clan, which is not inferior to his own inheritance. Then, the sharp-toothed fox-shaped soul envoy is said to be good only the Qingqiu fox clan.

The Five Ghost Daoists were shocked in their hearts: "Could it be that this person is the son of the demon fox!" By the way, the Qingqiu Fox Clan's heaviest bloodline, the half-demon born of love and union with mortals, except for the girl who has a fox tail, the rest will be expelled and left to fend for themselves. If the fox clan knows how to use fox fire, let me try again. ”

Ye Zhiqiu spent mana to use the immovable flame spell of the Sanskrit monk, and saw that the five ghost Daoists who were against the enemy had small movements, in order to be safe, he didn't want to fight in close quarters, he suddenly remembered that the Yellow Turban Qu was handsome in the poisonous flame fist, and the mountain was blasted, combined with the bloody blade of the leader of the black-clothed cavalry leader of the grassland horse thief, and Guan Yu Guan Yunchang's martial arts sword qi, in the dark, he actually comprehended a bit of mystery, which was similar to the process of realizing the "Qi Healing Technique".

"Fountain of Fire!"

Ye Zhiqiu's left foot stepped on the guardrail on the side of the board car, his right hand was slightly withdrawn, and his five fingers took turns to press down on his palm, and he punched at the five ghost Taoists, and the volley blasted out a blazing flame stream, twenty meters away, just hitting the white bone ghost.

The flames of the Immovable Wrath Zun that destroyed all the Yin and Evil Ghosts clashed violently with the Yin Qi of the Evil Spirits and Ghosts of the Underworld, and the tall white bone ghosts quickly melted and shrank at a speed visible to the eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu heard an exclamation behind him, and he was very proud, but he remembered the magic sword sealed into the five-headed fox, and was worried that they would be affected by Yu Wei, so he hurriedly stretched out his halberd finger and ordered them to return.

Who would have thought that when the Five Ghost Daoists found out that the talisman was forced and their lives were threatened, they no longer cared about whether the enemy's loose cultivation was from the Qingqiu Fox Clan, after all, it was important to save their lives.

The five ghost Daoists gritted their teeth, and slapped the white bone lock hammer, corresponding to the skeletons in the four directions of the southeast, south, and northwest, and suddenly opened their mouths and spit out countless bone joints, of different sizes and thicknesses, and quickly piled up into a magic altar, and there was a three-foot-high white bone pillar in the middle, and there was a small banner woven of Xuanyan silk hanging on it, and there were white bone skeletons sitting cross-legged on it, with both hands together, if there was a mystery in it.

As soon as the banner was completed, the severely shrunken white bone ghost immediately stabilized the situation, and then the bone joints that formed the altar continued to fly out, slowly repairing the damaged parts, and began to launch a counterattack.

It is said that the spark of the stars can set the prairie on fire, but a cart of firewood that catches fire when a glass of water is difficult, Ye Zhiqiu learned the immovable flame spell from the guardian god of the steppe wolf clan, and did not get the essence of it, although the blood-colored flames were burning, they were constantly forced to retreat by the white bone ghost.

As countless bone joints were burned to the ground and fell black, Ye Zhiqiu saw that the response of the five ghost Dao people seemed to have the meaning of cutting and isolation, and he couldn't help but secretly admire.

After all, the other party is a ghost Dao monk who is familiar with this way and has extremely rich experience, and he is not a reckless black corpse Dao person who can talk to the same day, Ye Zhiqiu did not expect to be able to clean up the other party by not moving the flame spell, and naturally he had reservations in his heart.

"After the fight just now, in my opinion, the flames are very effective against ghosts. The once-a-day Immovable Flame Spell has been used, now let's replace it with the fox fire of the Qingqiu Fox Clan!"

At the same time, Ye Zhiqiu withdrew the magic sword as he wished, and then kept rubbing his palms together, and after ten breaths, a pale phosphorus fire appeared, and it quickly burned.

The Five Ghost Daoists, who were still entangled with the flames of the Immovable Wrathful Venerable, saw the hostile scattered monk showing the fox fire unique to the fox clan, and raised his left eyebrow slightly, and immediately confirmed the identity of Ye Zhiqiu, the son of the fox clan and a half-demon monk.

"The fox is cunning and treacherous, greedy for life and afraid of death, proficient in cowardice, and if there is no chance of winning, he will retreat as soon as possible. Now this son will not retreat from the battle, is there any certainty of victory? There are hundreds of armor soldiers nearby, and the military spirit is as strict as a blade, and I shoulder the inheritance of the ghost path, since I have lost the single disciple, I must not fall here. ”

"Let's go, let you go for now, if there is a chance in the future, the five ghosts of the poor road will definitely give you a retribution and recover the blood debt of the murderer's revenge. ”

When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, the suspicion in his heart completely dissipated: "Since you are the master of the Black Corpse Daoist, don't think about leaving, just stay." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Zhiqiu swung his fist as a channel according to the principle of the flamethrower, and violently erupted the pale fox fire, dragging the five ghost Daoists again.

Then, he jumped out of the flatbed carriage and ran towards the other party's location, secretly taking out an irregular amber stone, but it was the soul of the guardian saint of the steppe eagle hoof tribe.

The hands and feet that had been moved on it had already been cleaned by Ye Zhiqiu with fox fire, and now he took it out and smashed it towards the five ghost Dao people, and immediately used the trump card at the bottom of the box-the illusion he learned after the death of the wolf god clone.

A ray of clear moonlight suddenly burst out, and the five ghost Dao people suddenly realized the deadly threat, and hurriedly wanted to cut and escape, but unfortunately he was reluctant to sacrifice the white bone ghost banner and the white bone lock heart hammer that he had been cultivating for many years, and he was still weighing it in his heart, watching himself being swallowed by the endless moonlight.

In a trance, the five ghost Taoists returned to the White Bone Cave in Lushan, which is said to be opened up by the Ghost God Sect of the Underworld, and there is a legend that it is the cultivation place of Xu Jia, a real person with white bones.

The cave is deep into the belly of the mountain, the structure is extremely complex, as if it is dug according to the meridians of the human body, and the large and small stone chambers correspond to the acupuncture points of the human body, but it is natural, and the descendants settle in after a slight change and repair, the creation of nature is indeed a miraculous workmanship, not within the reach of manpower.

Based on the spiritual thoughts of the Yin God Dzogchen monks, the dream-like realm of reality unfolds, and any damage suffered here will also be fed back into the real world.

Ye Zhiqiu reacted the fastest, looked up and saw the plaque at the entrance of the cave, because he was proficient in ancient texts, he recognized and read it on the spot: "Lushan White Bone Cave!"

The Five Ghost Daoists suddenly woke up, knowing that they had fallen into a trap, and they were trying to clear their thoughts and use their strength to break the illusion, but when they exploded and collapsed their own cave, he still had a little knot, so he didn't want to do it for a long time.

Ye Zhiqiu would be polite to him, without any reservations in the realm of virtual reality, with the deep impression left in his mind, he summoned the guardian saint of the Eagle-hoof tribe, the young man covered in tiger stripes, and the guardian saint of the wolf clan with a hideous face, and he borrowed the strength of the Powerful Ghost King and took out the ghost head to swallow the fire and the thick back knife.

The blue wolf, the white horse, and the green ox gathered, and faintly touched some kind of mystery, giving birth to many unknown changes.

Ye Zhiqiu's blood was originally boiling, and there was nothing but the enemy in his eyes, but now he actually heard the tidal sound of the waves around his body, and then the acupoints of his body were connected one after another, and in the blink of an eye, the martial arts cultivation broke through the samurai, martial arts, and grandmasters, and reached the realm of martial saints.

Ye Zhiqiu's heart was filled with this unexpected joy, and then he came to his senses and looked up at the prey not far ahead: "Five ghost Daoists, I'm here." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Zhiqiu rushed forward, the acupuncture points vibrated repeatedly, and the internal force and true qi converged into a frenzied wave, and the knife in his right hand was gently swung out, and there was a sword light like a practice rolled away, and the white bone ghost that the five ghost Dao people relied on to protect themselves broke in response.

"Good thief!"