Murong Old Ancestor glanced at Ling Yue, a little surprised, because Ling Yue was actually able to appear.

A large part of the reason why he is out of the customs today is because of this incident, someone dares to use the people of his Murong family to refine the corpse, as the ancestor of the family, if he is silent, what face will he have to face the ancestors and ancestors.

A pale and withered palm stretched out from the black robe, pointing at the darkness of the sky, and an invisible pressure immediately appeared between heaven and earth.

The next moment, there was a bang in the place pointed by Murong Old Ancestor, and it began to crack with a click.

Suddenly, a gray-robed old man appeared in the cracked air, and a few flashes appeared in the hall of the Murong family.

"You can actually show me, and the ancient warriors are not as weak as I thought!"

The gray-robed old man had very deep eye sockets, covered skin and bones all over his body, and was holding a cane in his hand, completely like a weak old man.

But at this time, no one dared to underestimate him.

Murong Old Ancestor's eyes under the black robe narrowed slightly, and he said, "Your Excellency uses my clansmen to cultivate evil arts, is it because I have no one in the Murong family?"

"Ji, it is the honor of your Murong family to be able to contribute a trace of strength to the Supreme Dao of this seat, and I have already given your Murong family face, otherwise it would not be as simple as refining a few of your clansmen. The gray-robed old man said.

When Murong Mengyue and the other clansmen of the Murong family heard this, their pupils shrank suddenly, and their hearts were shocked inexplicably.

They weren't stupid, they could hear the meaning of the gray-robed old man's words.

Murong Mengyue's eyes were even redder, and she asked, "Did you cause my mother's strange disease?"

The gray-robed old man glanced at Murong Mengyue, then raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Huh, the body of the ice phoenix?!, I didn't expect your Murong family to have such a genius, why haven't I seen it in the past few years?"

When the gray-robed old man came to Murong's house, Murong Mengyue had not yet awakened the body of the ice phoenix, and Murong Mengyue left Murong's house not long after.

The gray-robed old man raised his hand and grabbed at Murong Mengyue's void, and an invisible force suddenly appeared in the field.

Murong Mengyue only felt that someone was pushing her behind and moving towards the gray-robed old man.

Murong Old Ancestor snorted angrily, and the wide black robe trembled, immediately dissolving the power of the gray-robed old man.

Ling Yue looked at Murong Old Ancestor in surprise, this is the dark rule!

Murong Ancestor actually knew the power of darkness!

The path of darkness is the path of the Nine Great Eternal Ages, and it is not an ordinary difficulty to comprehend, but Murong Ancestor actually comprehended it, and he also cultivated to the peak of the power of the rules, touching the edge of the Dao.

It seems that this Murong Ancestor is not a simple character!

The gray-robed old man looked at Murong Old Ancestor, his eyes narrowed, but his eye sockets were already deep into his eye sockets, and only two eye sockets were left in this squint, which was extremely terrifying.

"You're good, but it's still not enough!"

The gray-robed old man sneered, raised his hand holding the crutches, and then poked the ground fiercely.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound of the crutch colliding with the ground, and the next moment, a thin gray thread spilled out from the junction of the floor.

Bang bang bang......

As soon as the thin gray line appeared, the surrounding electric lights shattered, and in an instant, the entire Murong family was humiliated in darkness.

Ling Yue subconsciously pulled Murong Mengyue down, this gray-robed old man was a ghost cultivator in the Jindan Realm, who could control ghosts and evil things, Murong Old Ancestor might not be afraid, but the rest of the Murong family was different.

The moonlight outside the house scattered in, bringing some light, and the gray-robed old man raised his cane in the moonlight, chanting a spell in his mouth.

Woo woo ~ ~

As the gray-robed old man chanted the incantation, a gust of yin wind arose around him, and a terrible whimper seemed to come from all directions, and there was a direction in that direction, making it impossible to distinguish the direction.

Peng!

Suddenly, a rotting palm appeared on the ground behind the gray-robed old man.

Immediately after that, another palm poked out of the ground, but it wasn't over yet.

The third, fourth......

In less than three seconds, dense palms appeared in the courtyard of Murong's house.

The crutches in the hands of the gray-robed old man drew a rune on the ground, and the rune shone brightly.

Brush Brush Brush ......

With a snorting sound, a group of skeleton soldiers in armor and swords and spears in their hands came out of the ground and stood neatly at the time of the gray-robed old man.

The gray-robed old man took out a gossip plate and turned it a few times, and the skeleton soldiers behind him raised their heads as if they were alive, and a green light spot appeared in the dark eye sockets.

Ling Yue looked at these skeleton soldiers and shook his head.

These skeleton soldiers are supposed to be ancient armies, they have long since died, and their souls have dissipated or reincarnated.

The reason why they can move now is that the gray-robed old man forcibly used secret techniques to forcibly stuff other souls into these skeletons, and a skeleton soldier is a soul.

The gray-robed old man retreated into the skeleton soldiers, the gossip plate in his hand began to rotate, and the skeleton soldiers began to exude a thick dead air, and the surrounding flowers and plants immediately died.

"Murong family, let's completely remove the name today!" the gray-robed old man said with a wicked smile.

"Up!"

With the order of the gray-robed old man, these skeleton soldiers walked in a neat step, as orderly as a siege city, and approached the hall of the Murong family step by step.

"Ahhh......h

Someone in Murong's family immediately panicked, and then ran in all directions, but the surroundings had been blocked by the large array that the gray-robed old man had just arranged, where to escape?

Mu Ying watched the skeleton soldiers advance more and more, frowned, and with a wave of her hand, the wind pressure around her immediately converged towards her, and a trace of regular power appeared in the palm of her hand.

At the same time, a long sword formed by air currents appeared around her, none of which was a palm's width and two meters long.

"Go!"

Mu Ying's fingers pinched the seal, and then with a wave, the surrounding air swords were like bullets out of the chamber, and the skeleton soldiers burst away.

For a while, the sound of the air being cut through the air was endless.

Bang ......

The air sword swept the skeleton soldiers without any hindrance, but in an instant, the ground was already covered with a pile of bones.

The only one standing was the gray-robed old man, but at this time, he didn't have the slightest panic on his face, and looked at Mu Ying with disdain.

Mu Ying also looked solemn, looking at the pile of bones on the ground.

Goo-goo......

The bones on the ground began to move on their own, then gradually coalescing, and after a while, the skeleton that had just been broken up was back on its feet, just like when it was first summoned.

These skeletons can be reborn!

No matter how you hit them, they can be restored in a short time.

They can't be killed, because they're already dead!

This is the terrible thing about evil cultivators, their methods are endless, and they are so strange that there is no way to explain them with common sense.

Mu Ying's rules of wind can chop up everything, even space can be divided, but she can't do anything about these skeletons that can be restored.

She couldn't help but look at Murong Ancestor!

(End of chapter)