At this time, there was a fight in the forest, but the winner was still not decided, the light flickered in the dark night, and from time to time a big tree would be cut off. I think that Jiang Wuhan's Yuan Shen is not yet strong, and he has always been on par with the other party, and he is inseparable for a while.

True qi like a warm current wandered freely in Lu Chengfeng's body, and his chest was even more glowing with a strange light, and in the ravine not far from him, there was suddenly a gust of yin wind, and the leaves on the ground were inadvertently rolled up, as if a force was approaching. And his nose is quite sensitive to wine, when a trace of the aroma of wine into his nose, he frowned, he faintly felt strange in his heart, in this barren mountains and mountains, who would have such a leisurely and elegant drinking here? At this moment, the only thing he could think of was Xiao Xiaoyao, because except for him, ordinary people would be scared to death when they came here, how could they drink with peace of mind?

But if it was the soul of the Powerful Ghost Hall, as soon as he thought of this, Lu Chengfeng opened his eyes suddenly, and after he was sure that Jiang Wuhan himself was okay, he looked around vigilantly, except for the gust of yin wind, he didn't notice anything unusual. Although Jiang Wuhan had already helped him open the Heavenly Eye before, in the face of the Netherworld Technique of the Powerful Ghost Hall, after experiencing the battle, he didn't dare to be careless. As he stopped healing, the blue light around him gradually receded, looking at the leaves in front of him that were rolled up out of thin air, he stood up vigilantly, walked over, and a sword lay in front of Jiang Wuhan.

Seeing that the yin wind in front of him was constantly swirling around, but he never dared to approach, Lu Chengfeng immediately became alert.

But there was a sudden loud noise in the forest, and in the golden light, a black gas fled after shuttling through the forest for a while. After staying for a moment, the golden light melted into Jiang Wuhan's body at an extremely fast speed, and as her eyes moved slightly, a hurried voice came over, "Hurry up and follow them, junior brothers and sisters are in danger!"

Seeing that she woke up, Lu Chengfeng thought of her injury, so he hurriedly helped her up, but the moment she got up, his eyes stayed on the swirling yin wind in front of him.

"Senior Brother Lu, how many hours have passed since I opened the Heavenly Eye for you?"

Hearing her ask so inexplicably, Lu Chengfeng was also puzzled, but he said that he had been here for a long time, so he thought about it for a while, and replied casually, "About three hours!"

As soon as he heard this, Jiang Wuhan's face suddenly changed, and his eyebrows frowned, "No wonder you can't see him!"

"He?" Lu Chengfeng was shocked and asked, "What did you see?"

At the moment when he asked, there was a great yin wind, and the swirling yin wind turned into a red light like a brush in an instant, enveloping this endless gang wind, and hit directly.

"Get out of the ......"

After Jiang Wuhan shouted, he pushed Lu Chengfeng, who was unaware, to the other side, and the two of them were separated at the same time to avoid this face-to-face blow.

In an instant, only a muffled sound could be heard, and a huge circular hole appeared in the big tree behind them.

Lu Chengfeng stared at the huge tree hole, his face was shocked, if this blow hit a person, I am afraid that there would be no bones left.

"The black whirlwind of the Powerful Ghost Hall, the wonderful pen in one hand is really extraordinary!" Jiang Wuhan's face tightened, as if he was facing a great enemy, and shouted, "Show up!"

"Hahaha......"

After a hearty laugh, the yin wind in front of him shook, and suddenly turned into a fierce face, and the beard around him was like crazy weeds, which set off his whole black face more and more brightly. The black face was as if it had been splashed with ink, and it was black and shiny. The bulging red official robe seemed to be about to be broken by his tall figure, and the aura of slaughter was self-evident.

Looking at the thick brush carved from black gold in his hand, one can't help but feel very strange. The writing of a black-faced scholar is very strange.

Black Whirlwind, the second master of the Ghost Hall, both civil and military, is famous in the cultivation world for his decisive killing, fast and accurate, especially the Danqing wonderful pen that makes many people in the righteous path sigh to themselves.

"The heaven-level master of the Shushan faction, the ice beauty can recognize the real body at a glance, and it lives up to its reputation!"

Listening to the two of them complimenting each other, Lu Chengfeng was not interested at all, but smelling the smell of wine, he remembered the phantom that appeared behind him in Liujia Village before, but Jiang Wuhan clearly said that it was just a dead soul, but why did he have such a cultivation? As soon as he thought of this, he leaned over and carefully whispered the doubts in his heart to Jiang Wuhan.

"Don't whisper in front of me......"

The black whirlwind's sudden angry shout made both of them startled at the same time, but after listening to his words, Jiang Wuhan's face became even more solemn. If what he said was true, then this person could quietly approach them between the virtual and the real, and he could hide his strength and avoid the prying eyes of his divine sense, then this person's cultivation was at least the realm of a second-class soul.

Taoism is known as the three souls and seven spirits, the soul can exist apart from the body, but the soul must be attached to the body, once the body and soul are united, that is to enter the realm of true spirit. The so-called second-class soul is that there are two souls, one life and one death, and they can be transformed at will between the virtual and the real, they can sneak into people's dreams to kill people, or they can kill people in person, and their ability to cultivate depends on the strength of their souls.

But fortunately, it is rumored in the cultivation world that this black whirlwind has always liked to be vassally elegant, claiming to respect learned literati, and has always done gentlemanly things, so he hates others whispering in front of him very much.

But right now, because the two of them are concerned about the safety of their fellow disciples, they have no intention of caring about this matter, and the phantom has fled without a trace, and if they want to find the location of those missing fellow disciples, I am afraid that they can only hope for the people in front of them.

"Senior Sister Jiang, we have found the location of the Ghost Hall, there are marks along the way, come and help!"

Hearing a sound from his heart, Jiang Wuhan suddenly had a thought, and the other end of the conversation was Di Qianjun, he was fine, and his heart was suddenly relieved, and his face was much more relaxed.

Lu Chengfeng didn't know why his face changed abruptly, but he never dared to slack off in the face of the black whirlwind in front of him. Although he had been running pure yang qi in his body before, his injuries had improved slightly, but at this moment, if he had to fight against a master who had cultivated above the second-rank soul, he was afraid that he would definitely die. And Jiang Wuhan has been seriously injured after this fight, and it is definitely not possible to fight hard.

Hearing the news of Di Qianjun, Jiang Wuhan was very anxious, but how to get rid of the black-faced man in front of him became a difficult matter.

"Are you going to be captured, or do you want me to do it myself?"

As he spoke, the brilliant pen in the black whirlwind's hand was already glowing red, and they were about to do it immediately as soon as they resisted.

For a while, the atmosphere suddenly became murderous at this time.

"You go first, I'll drag him down!"

As he spoke, Lu Chengfeng was the first to move, only to see his wrist raised, the blade of the sword from the bottom up, and the pure golden light immediately rose from the ground with this endless might, and the dead leaves on the ground were raised for a while, blocking everyone's sight. At the same time, a sharp golden sword stabbed straight away.

"Beyond ...... Measure"

After listening to the black whirlwind, the wonderful pen in his hand waved in mid-air, and the blood-red red mangs turned into a big word 'death' in the void, as if a thousand catties of boulders had smashed over.

Between the falling leaves, there was a loud bang, and when the light was shining, Lu Chengfeng grabbed Jiang Wuhan and hurriedly fled towards the jungle.

When fleeing along the way, the golden light in the forest flashed, and the endless dead leaves under their feet were constantly raised, and for a while, the flying leaves blocked the sight of the black whirlwind, but when they saw them fleeing, they were not in a hurry, but they just laughed twice and disappeared. I think that the ghost hall has already made arrangements, and it has already laid a net here, so it is so calm.

After they disappeared into the depths of the forest, a gray figure floated in the void and went straight to the direction of Liujia Village.

Because they couldn't fly with their swords here, the two of them were injured but they didn't know how long they had been running, they only knew that they ran forward all the way, and they didn't care about the thorns along the way, and the clothes on their bodies were scratched and they never looked back. After a while, the two finally stopped due to physical exhaustion.

"He shouldn't be able to catch up!"

Lu Chengfeng glanced behind him.

"Not necessarily, I'm afraid that all four of these people are from the Ghost Hall, it seems that they are here to avenge the great war decades ago. ”

Looking ahead, I saw that the purple mist was much thicker, thicker than the one I had encountered in the jungle before, and I could barely see my fingers.

"But how did that female ghost find the Tianxuan Golden Pill, and she seems to have some deep hatred for Liujiacun?"

What Lu Chengfeng actually wanted to ask was the Tianxuan Golden Pill, this thing was said to be amazing, but it was very strange that it suddenly appeared at this moment. If you can get the Heavenly Xuanjin Pill, then the second uncle's illness will be saved.

Jiang Wuhan thought for a while, but shook his head and said, "I have never heard of such a character in the Powerful Ghost Hall, in recent decades, the Powerful Ghost Hall has been secretly dormant, even if it is secretly cultivating masters, it is unknown. But she must take it away before the Xuanjin Pill is completely sucked in her body that day, otherwise once the elixir is taken away by her, the consequences will be unimaginable!"

"Senior Sister Jiang, after you pass through that purple mist, Senior Sister Ye and I will be waiting for you in front!"

Jiang Wuhan immediately relied on the remnants of his true qi to start transmitting the sound into the secret, but his lips moved slightly, but his eyes motioned for Lu Chengfeng to go forward with her. Along the way, he informed him of the secret transmission between Di Qianjun and Ye Ziqing.

As they talked, the figures of the two were once again submerged in the purple mist.