At the same time, in a certain room with the same four walls of blood red.

Zhu Cailiang is a single sword, fighting the five masters of the Blood Shadow Gate.

The battle had been going on for a while, and Zhu Cai was covered in blood, and of the five people on the other side, only one was stabbed with a sword, but the wound was not fatal.

Zhu Cai is ranked sixth among the nine people in Taihua Mountain, with a medium stature, an ordinary appearance, and a cautious person in the early stage of Jindan.

Just now, under the throne by the blood pool, he stabbed a sword in the chest of a black-robed man, and was wondering why he didn't feel the feeling of stabbing the human body, the black-robed man grabbed his sword and dragged him here.

In a moment, the five black-robed men of the Blood Shadow Gate rushed out from the five corners and began to attack without saying a word.

The blood sword in their hands is extremely evil, the sword path is tricky, and everyone's cultivation is not lower than him, after a few rounds of attacks, he is injured all over his body, and he is already at the end of the crossbow.

"Speed, slaughter him, slaughter the next one. ”

Fuji sneered.

Five blood-red swords were handed out at the same time, as swift as a poisonous snake hunting.

In addition, several people in Taihua Mountain were trapped in a separate room, just like what happened to Han Sanbao, black and white smoke flashed, and two evil ghosts in black and white appeared.

Different from Han Sanbao, several people in Taihua Mountain have inherited famous families, not only cultivating in order to obtain, but also knowing a lot of spells, including primary spells that specialize in exorcism and evil spirits, which are suitable for dealing with black and white evil ghosts.

A few spells went down, and the black and white ghosts were scattered.

In fact, this ghost is not black and white impermanence, but a Kwai ghost conjured up from the Nine Palaces Bagua Array, the strength is not strong, and he barely has the strength of ordinary grades, except for immunity to physical attacks, it can be regarded as useless.

Wan Hao danced with the Qingfeng long sword in his hand, drew two Lingbao Tianzun exorcism charms in the air, and shouted: "E!"

The two exorcism talismans flashed with golden light, and with a whoosh, they sank into the center of the black and white ghost's eyebrows, and with a bang, the two ghosts exploded and two clouds of smoke dissipated.

"Blood Venerable, is this the method of your Blood Shadow Gate? Have the guts, come out and play with Daoye. ”

Wan Hao shouted angrily.

Around the room, there was a low and hoarse sneer from the blood venerable: "Little doll, I am also arrogant, and the deity will play with you." ”

The voice landed, and directly on the blood wall in front of him, a black-robed man slowly drilled out, and it was the blood venerable whose whole face was like a hammer.

Wan Hao danced with his long sword, and he was arrogant, and said coldly: "Shrinking turtle, how can such a trick deceive the Taoist master?"

As soon as the trick was drawn, with a whoosh, the blue light slashed, and the blood venerable was suddenly cut into a cloud of smoke.

"Don't worry, don't worry. You are already caged beasts, the meat on the anvil, and the deity will come to clean you up at the end. ”

After the blood venerable finished speaking, Ren Wanhao scolded angrily, and there was no more sound.

Wan Hao's face was gloomy, and his heart was cold.

The nine of their brothers and sisters, whether they are going down the mountain to experience or complete difficult tasks, are invincible, and the people they rely on are not advanced cultivation, but tacit cooperation with each other. At this time, they were isolated, fighting separately, and their strength was immediately reduced several times, if the Blood Shadow Gate was broken by each other, there was only a dead end waiting for them.

"Blood Venerable, Demon, come out !!"

Wan Hao was furious.

Wang Wenchang's mansion.

In half a month, Lu Weihan visited Wang Guyan for the third time.

For the first time, she showed her talent, and the song "Lonely Smoke and Snow" shocked Wang Guyan and killed her arrogance.

The second time, she showed her great talent and strategy, and analyzed the matter of Song Anmin's siege of Qiongshan in an orderly manner, starting from the 'small profits' of the ordinary people in Eshui Town, to the end of the general trend of the emperor of the Great Shang Dynasty and the eunuchs gaining power.

This third time, Lu Weihan plans to have a showdown.

The little overlord disappeared for half a month, she was anxious and worried for half a month, and she didn't know whether the little idiot who was really cultivating was dead or alive at this time, and she couldn't wait any longer.

And his disappearance must be related to Wang Guyan.

Wang Guyan pushed her to the inner garden and sent all the maidservants away.

This is her private courtyard, and no one is allowed to enter except for a few personal maids.

The garden is full of rockery gardens and exotic flowers and plants.

In March, everything recovers.

"Miss Lu is talented and full of wealth, and the little woman is ashamed of herself. I don't know where to go, what is the big show?"

Wang Guyan was still dressed in a purple dress, with a flowery appearance and a sweet voice, but he couldn't help but have a sour feeling in his words.

Although it was only the third time they met, Lu Weihan's ingenuity conquered her, seeing through the world as a weak woman, pointing out the country while talking and laughing, this talent and wisdom, she had no hope of catching up in this life.

But she has always been arrogant, and it is better to be ashamed of herself in her heart, but she refuses to admit it easily.

Lu Weihan sat in a wheelchair, obsessively watching the two goldfish swaying and chasing in the pool, leisurely and envious. Hearing this, he raised his head and said solemnly: "I can't hide it, I'm here to save you, and to save you from the people in the palace." ”

When Wang Guyan first heard this, he was distracted for a moment, and then chuckled: "This matter is not bothered by the girl, Wang Wenchang has no other skills, there is no hope of saving the country, but there is no problem in protecting the family." ”

"Really?"

Lu Weihan looked at her with a confident smile, and also smiled lightly, "If the matter of the Blood Shadow Gate is leaked, do you think Master Wang still has the ability to protect his family?"

Wang Guyan Miaoman's posture shook slightly, and his face sank, "Who are you?"

Lu Weihan still smiled lightly and said, "The person who can save the lives of you and your whole family." ”

Wang Guyan's face was like frost.

When she entered the Blood Shadow Gate by chance, Blood Venerable repeatedly told her that she was a disciple of the Blood Shadow Gate, and she must not leak it, and she could not even mention the three words of the Blood Shadow Gate, otherwise she was in danger of being destroyed.

She has a pure heart, and she worships the Blood Shadow Gate, just to jump out of the shackles of being a woman, like the rumored chivalrous warrior in the rivers and lakes, walking alone with a sword, and walking to the ends of the earth.

If it brings disaster to the royal family because of this......

"Miss Lu, I can only say I'm sorry. ”

Wang Guyan's face was a little colder, and he subconsciously went to his waist to draw the sword, but unexpectedly he took it out, and then suddenly remembered that the low-grade mortal weapon Ziwei soft sword given by the master was taken away by the stupid thief half a month ago.

And it was precisely her action of drawing the sword that the Ziwei soft sword in the blood realm seemed to sense it and trembled slightly.

It was this tremor that scared the little overlord a lot.

At this time, Xiaobawang was only one step away from death.

The white chain in the white ghost's hand wrapped around his neck and dragged him into the air, and the slashed his head like a guillotine with a mourning stick in his hand.

I don't know what kind of divine thing the white chain is, the touch is cold, the tighter it gets, and a cold evil qi is tightly wrapped around the throat, suppressing a true yuan life, and it can't lift it at all.

Han Sanbao's face turned red with a bang, and his two eyeballs bulged out high.

Seeing the mourning stick smashed with the whistling sound of a ghost crying wolf, the little overlord was ruthless in his heart, struck an upside-down golden hook, flew up and kicked on the mourning stick, and kicked it off the track and smashed it on the white chain behind his head.

Boom!

This smash, as if there was a thousand powers, the little overlord and the white ghost were dragged to the ground by the white chain at the same time. The huge pulling force almost ripped Han Sanbao's head off, but fortunately, his bones were already primary sword bones, as hard as iron.

If not, this time the head will be different.

It was also this smash that caused the white ghost to be shocked, and the strength in his hand was a little slackened, Han Sanbao immediately grabbed the white chain and pulled it back.

He has divine power, where can the white ghost be dragged away?

As soon as he grabbed the white chain, Han Sanbao hurriedly untied it from his neck and gasped.

The black and white ghost is made of smoke condensation, and the weapon in his hand is naturally condensed by smoke, after the white chain was snatched away, it did not disappear, and there was a cold feeling like holding an ice cube in his hand.

The white ghost lost the white chain and seemed to have lost its support, and immediately drifted back, not daring to approach.

The was holding a mourning stick, and he was also quite jealous, fluttering around Han Sanbao, not daring to attack for a while.

The little overlord gasped for a long time, the suffocation sensation of the lungs about to explode eased slightly, and he saw the black and white ghosts floating far away, as if he didn't dare to approach, and secretly wondered.

The cold feeling of the white chain in his hand was biting, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he shook his hand and left it on the ground.

The black and white ghosts screamed and immediately floated over, the held a mourning stick and smashed it on his head, and the white ghost went to pick up the white chain.

Han Sanbao had suffered a big loss from the white chain, how could he let the white ghost get his wish? Immediately, regardless of the biting cold, he bent down and grabbed it, and as soon as the white chain started, the black and white ghosts immediately drifted back.

Xiaobawang is also talented, but sometimes he seems a little idiot because of his short knowledge.

Seeing the black and white ghosts drifting back again, they lagged behind slightly and laughed awkwardly, "What, are you also afraid of this ghost chain?"