The screams of sorrow in the street were short and sharp, and these voices suddenly stopped when they approached Yuyue Tower, and there was a terrifying silence inside and outside the hall.

"Bang...... Snap ......"

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door of Yuyue Tower, Xu Xiaoman slowly turned her head and looked back, but her head was separated from her white neck due to the turn......

The gaze suddenly turned sharply upside down—

"Knock knock——! knock knock——!

Xu Xiaoman's head fell on the ground in the hall of Yuyue Building, bouncing and jumping away...... Blood spurted out of her body like a fountain!

The people in the hall were all stunned by this sudden change.

The nearest Lin Qiyu was sprinkled with hot blood gushing out, and the little ghost who was originally caught by her broke free from her loose hand, and she didn't notice it at all.

As Xu Xiaoman's headless corpse in the center of the hall slowly fell, everyone standing in the hall saw the ruined Taoist who appeared at the door of Yuyue Building at this time.

In the environment that was silent because of fear, the spoiler stepped on the pool of blood next to Xu Xiaoman's corpse as if nothing happened.

At this time, the little ghost who escaped from Lin Qiyu's hands fled to the side of the ruined Daoist, who looked at the forbidden talisman on the little ghost's head, he couldn't help frowning, and his original calm face showed a trace of impatient disgust towards everyone in the hall:

"Kunlun Forbidden Talisman? Hmph!

With the snort of the middle-aged man, a black light shot out of his mouth.

This black mang hit Lin Qiyu's forbidden talisman, and the forbidden talisman that originally exuded a peaceful and neutral glow was quickly polluted and corrupted by the black mang, and it disappeared from the top of the little ghost's head in the blink of an eye.

Without the restraint of the forbidden talisman, the little ghost excitedly continued to let out a series of 'hiss——!' shouts from his mouth, and then it jumped vertically and burrowed into Xu Xiaoman's headless corpse on the ground.

After a while, I saw the little ghost's head poking out from Xu Xiaoman's broken neck.

The little ghost grinned and struggled to twist its dark and thin figure in Xu Xiaoman's narrow neck with blurred flesh and bones, struggling to slowly drag Xu Xiaoman's soul out of Xu Xiaoman's body little by little.

After the disciples in the hall saw this, in addition to the shock caused by Xu Xiaoman's sudden fall before, a lingering chill was added to their hearts at this moment:

It turns out that the middle-aged spoiled Taoist is a ghost cultivator in southern Xinjiang!

The essence is condensed, and the qi is eliminated...... Could it be that this ghost cultivator in southern Xinjiang, he is still a great power?!

At this time, Xu Xiaoman's soul was completely pulled out of her body by the little ghost, except that she was not wearing any clothes, this soul was the same as Xu Xiaoman when she was alive, but her eyes were closed at the moment as if she was unconscious, and on the white neck of this soul, there was a red and eye-catching wound.

The little ghost hugged Xu Xiaoman's looming soul, nodded to the middle-aged monk with a sneer, and looked courteous to invite merit.

Under the horrified gaze of the disciples, the middle-aged monk stretched out his five fingers into claws, and his palm was covered above Xu Xiaoman's soul's head.

Then he slashed down with five fingers, and his fingertips slashed into Xu Xiaoman's soul, lifting Xu Xiaoman's soul, which was as light as nothing, from the arms of the little ghost.

The middle-aged monk raised his hand, and a pair of gloomy eyes looked at Xu Xiaoman's soul unscrupulously under his palm, and a series of exclamations came out of his mouth as if no one was around:

"Tsk, that's beautiful...... I didn't expect to find such a beautiful and condensed soul here, tsk......"

I don't know if his continuous exclamation is praising Xu Xiaoman's body, or praising Xu Xiaoman's soul for being condensed and powerful?

As he spoke, the middle-aged monk raised his head, and his gloomy gaze turned to the disciples in the hall.

Although it was the morning of the rising sun, Ma Wencai, Lin Qiyu and the others were stared at by the middle-aged monk, and they suddenly felt that the light around them seemed to suddenly dim, and the hall they were in suddenly became eerie and terrifying.

The middle-aged monk first asked Lin Qiyu Yinji, who was closest to him:

"Female doll, did you use the forbidden talisman to make the deity's little black show its original form?"

Lin Qiyu was stunned by the middle-aged monk's question, she opened her mouth but did not speak.

The middle-aged monk didn't care about this, he just smiled strangely at Lin Qiyu, and then turned his head and put his eyes on Wu Zijian's body:

"Little doll, the egg is on you, right?"

Wu Zijian was asked by the ghost's brainless words, so he, like Lin Qiyu, did not answer the middle-aged monk's question.

But this time, the middle-aged monk seemed to be breaking the casserole and asking the end:

"Of these people, the soul aura of the egg left on your body is the strongest...... It doesn't matter if you don't want to talk about it now, after the deity extracts your soul for a while, there will naturally be thousands of ways for you to tell the deity without reservation, hehe!"

After Wu Zijian heard the middle-aged monk's strange laughter, his scalp was numb and his heart was awe-inspiring, but he pondered quietly on his face:

Could it be that the ghost cultivator is talking about the giant egg?

But the giant egg has only been down the mountain with me for a short time, how can it provoke the ghost cultivators of this southern Xinjiang?

Could it be that I don't know what happened when it and the black soil surrounded the shrimp before......

I just don't know what this ghost is going to do when he cultivates the giant egg......

Soul and ghost cultivation, soul ......

Don't...... He fell in love with the soul of the giant egg, is he going to smoke the soul of the giant egg?!

...... If that's the case, then it makes sense, after all, the giant egg is born with a strong divine mind, and even the high-grade storage spirit giant egg can be easily opened, and it is reasonable for the soul ghost cultivator to get the giant egg......

Wu Zijian's mind was turned around, and in a short period of time, he guessed the purpose of the ghost cultivator who came here to find the giant dome, and guessed correctly.

It is indeed because the soul aura of the giant egg is extremely strong, so he wants to refine the soul of the giant egg for his own use.

But the Soul Ghost Cultivator was not only the giant egg found when the giant egg and the black soil surrounded the Phi Shrimp, but also when the Giant Egg and the black soil surrounded the Leather Shrimp before, the Soul Ghost Cultivator only vaguely felt the general location of the Giant Egg, and later because the Giant Egg woke up and needed light, Wu Zijian did not put the Giant Egg into the storage bag according to what the Giant Egg said, and when they returned to Dongzhou from Southern Xinjiang, they were sensed the powerful soul breath of the Giant Egg, and the Soul Ghost Cultivator who came after them determined their specific location.

Even though the giant egg had been put into a storage bag by Wu Zijian at the moment, isolating it from the outside world from all its own breath, but the rich soul aura of the giant egg contaminated by Wu Zijian's fitness still made the soul ghost cultivator immediately recognize Wu Zijian as the person carrying the giant egg.

As soon as the ghost Xiufu saw Wu Zijian, he could confidently say to Wu Zijian, 'The egg is on you'.

Just when Wu Zijian was thinking about it, unexpectedly, Ma Wencai suddenly asked a question, which made Wu Zijian wake up from his contemplation:

"You are a ghost cultivator in Southern Xinjiang?!, my junior sister, she...... She never provoked you to provoke you, so why did you brutally kill her as soon as you came?!"

After hearing Ma Wencai's words, the Soul Ghost Cultivator first glanced at Ma Wencai with some puzzlement, and then he raised his wrist again, and after glancing at Xu Xiaoman's soul that was taken in his palm, he immediately showed a look of understanding on Ma Wencai's face:

"She, is she your junior sister? but-"

"So what!"

The tough attitude of the ghost cultivator made Ma Wencai, who questioned the ghost cultivator, suffocated.

However, Ma Wen only thought of the two teleportation jade slips he sent to the master gate before he came to Yuyue Tower, and now that the time is calculated, those two jade slips should have already arrived in the hands of the masters of Haofang.

According to the past practice, the master should send someone to pick them up soon after receiving the jade slips.

This time, not only did they complete the task of uniting the sect, but also after facing the Great Demon of the Jiedan, they did not lose a single disciple, and the division commanders who wanted to come to the sect would definitely come here more quickly than before after receiving the news.

Yes, at this time, Ma Wencai was not very afraid in the face of this unfathomable strength of the Soul Ghost Cultivator, but looked directly at the Soul Ghost Cultivator and argued:

"Don't you know that this is the boundary of our East Continent?!"

Lin Qiyu seemed to be reminded by Marven, and he was no longer afraid at this time:

Marven dared to collide and resist the middle-aged monk head-on like this, thinking that the elders of Haofang were about to arrive.

After Lin Qiyu figured out this section, he quietly gave Wu Zijian a 'don't be strong' look.

Now she just needs to maintain the balance point in the field and drag this soul ghost cultivator a little, but she is afraid that Wu Da will act impulsively and be hurt by this soul ghost cultivator, so she hurriedly gave Wu Zijian a look to remind him......

Although Wu Zijian usually acts and seems to be a little 'upright' in the eyes of others, Wu Zijian is not stupid, and when Ma Wencai spoke out to denounce the ghost cultivator, he quietly took a few steps back.

He didn't expect reinforcements from Hao Hao Fang to arrive at this level, but his 'muscle intuition' told him that this ghost cultivator was different from the man-eating fish demon, and it was not something he could compete with...... And Xu Xiaoman's red blood also made him feel very uncomfortable.

After hearing Ma Wencai's words, the corners of his mouth cracked, and he slowly stretched out his other arm towards the disciples.

Just when the disciples were puzzled and didn't understand what the Soul Ghost Cultivator was trying to do.

At the tip of the arm that the Soul Ghost Cultivator stretched out towards them, the thin fingers slowly opened one by one in front of the disciples—and they saw that in the palm of the Soul Ghost Cultivator's unfolded hand, four blue and dim communication jade slips were displayed!

Summons Jade Jane?

All the disciples were stunned when they saw it.

And after Marven saw the four communication jade slips in the hands of the soul ghost cultivator, his face instantly turned pale.

His whole body was like falling into an ice cave, and his whole body couldn't help trembling slightly:

This, these summons jade slips......

It's all the summons he sent before!

The ghost cultivator seemed to be very satisfied with Ma Wencai's colorless expression at the moment, and he grinned and asked Ma Wencai:

"You say...... This is your Dongzhou territory?"

"But for the deity, how ......?"

The Soul Ghost Cultivator said, curled up with the withered palm of the communication jade slip, and pointed at Lin Qiyu:

“...... From the moment she started, all the people here were destined to die!"

The ghostly gaze of the ghost cultivator glanced at the disciples one by one.

The people he looked at all had a cold and wet feeling of being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"Who should start first?"

The ghost cultivator seemed to be asking everyone, and he seemed to be muttering to himself.

When all the disciples heard this, they all involuntarily retreated.

After the ghost cultivator, he let out a series of strange laughs.

"Hey, hey, hey...... Your Dongzhou Territory?!"

The Soul Ghost Xiu said disdainfully.

Then he turned his head to Xu Xiaoman's soul and said to the unconscious Xu Xiaoman's soul:

"Then it's up to you!"

I saw that the ghost cultivator brought Xu Xiaoman's soul in front of him, he threw away the communication jade slip in his other hand, and pointed at Xu Xiaoman's soul's forehead.

In the middle of Xu Xiaoman's forehead, because of the finger of the ghost cultivator, there were bursts of green light, and then in the frightened eyes of everyone, Xu Xiaoman's soul eyelashes trembled, and then he slowly opened his eyes!

As soon as he opened his eyes, Xu Xiaoman, after realizing the situation around him, immediately struggled violently.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle——!"

Her jade neck continued to writhe under the hands of the soul cultivator, and her rouge lips roared repeatedly, but she could only make a 'hiss' sound.

It seems that the ghost cultivator has long been accustomed to this, and I saw him indifferently pinching the trick with one hand, and forming a sword finger to connect three times on Xu Xiaomanxin's long neck and dantian waist.

Xu Xiaoman's soul was like a dying fish at this time, only to see his mouth open and close, but he couldn't even make a 'hissing' sound.

Though...... Xu Xiaoman has always been just a disciple of the outer sect of Haofang, but in her heart, she thinks that among her peers, there are few people who can be compared with her, even if it is her senior brother Ma Wencai, she does not have much reverence for her, not that she thinks very highly of herself and looks down on people, but regardless of her appearance and intelligence, knowledge and knowledge, there are few people in her generation who can compare with her - almost none!

Xu Xiaoman is arrogant, because she has the capital to see above the top.

She has made friends, and she has always only met powerful people with potential, just like at the gate of Qingfeng Town before, she only had communication with Wu Zijian, who wore a medium-grade spirit jade immortal talisman, and for Shangguan Lianhong, who has a higher cultivation on the bright face, she has never talked to him, she feels that Shangguan Lianhong is not worthy!

She never imagined that her life would end in such a form......

Xu Xiaoman's soul was caught in the palm of the middle-aged monk's palm, and the degree of struggle gradually weakened, and her originally open eyes gradually became dull at this time, and she was indifferent to the middle-aged monk's arbitrary actions on her soul.

All over her body, the only thing that is still moving now is the rouge-like cherry lips, which seem to be gently opening and closing unwillingly.

Wu Zijian looked at Xu Xiaoman's moving mouth-

In the room, it was clear that the words 'save me!' were repeated over and over again.

Wu Zijian didn't know why, and a nameless fire suddenly rose in his chest.