Just after Wu Youqiu and others stayed at the Dongsheng Inn for more than 20 days, in the middle of the night when the stars were scarce, a strange wind suddenly blew in Gongyi County. The yin wind blew out, blowing the clouds in the sky, and immediately covered the entire county in pitch black, and at the same time, there were bursts of mournful screams in the yin wind.

"Big brother, listen to Jingchen, it must be that impermanence that has come out to make trouble again. Hearing the movement outside the house, Mao Eighteen, who was lying on the bed, sat up.

"Let's go out and have a look. Wu Youqiu, who also heard the movement outside the house, replied, and then after putting it on, he walked out of the room with Mao 18 and Jingchen.

When the three of them left the room, Xutian and Wujiao, who lived next to them, also heard the movement and left the room, and after a few brief words, the five of them left the inn together.

The five of them walked out of the inn at the same time, and they saw a ghost floating in the air on the corner of the street not far away. When they saw the ghost, the five of them chased after him.

After the ghost saw Wu Youqiu and the others, the spirit body moved, and flew towards a certain place in the county, and when the five of them saw this, they also accelerated their pace at the same time and chased away. Just when a few people chased the ghost figure to an open place outside the county seat, they saw an extremely strange scene.

I saw that on the snow-covered clearing, there were four vague ghost shadows floating, and the four ghost shadows were carrying a sedan chair on their shoulders and carrying a sedan chair shining with purple rays.

Just when the five people stopped to look at the ghost sedan chair, the white shadow of the arrogant queen floated, and the white impermanence that had dealt with the five people before appeared in front of the five people.

"You group of weak cultivators in the world who don't know the height of the sky, you still dare to stay here, today my lord Qin Guangwang appeared in the world, you can't escape if you wait for one. After Bai Wuchang appeared, he said in an arrogant tone.

"King Qin Guang, King Qin Guang of the first hall of the Ten Palaces of Yan Jun, you are not talking nonsense, you were lucky enough to escape that day, I was still worried about how to find you, I didn't expect you to kill yourself today. Hearing the words of false white impermanence, Wu Youqiu angrily reprimanded, and then stopped talking nonsense, took out a talisman and performed the technique.

"Ant generation, dare to be presumptuous in front of this monarch?" When Wu You was seeking a skill, a man's majestic voice came from the ghost sedan chair.

"The tone of the impostor is so great, I will make your soul fly away today. Hearing this, Xutian replied, then took out a talisman from his side and waved it, sticking it to the ghost sedan chair in the clearing.

Fu Gong made a move, and when it was still four or five feet away from the ghost sedan chair, it suddenly spontaneously combusted, and then turned into a cloud of ashes and scattered on the ground. Then, there was a burst of laughter from the white impermanence.

"You weak monk, you are really beyond your strength. After Bai Wuchang said a sarcastic word, his figure moved, and with the weeping stick in his hand, he struck towards the void sky.

At this moment, Wu Youqiu's technique had already been completed, and he saw his hand pointing at Bai Wuchang, shouting "Spirit Sword Punishment Evil", and then the sword condensed by the five spirits flew towards Bai Wuchang.

"My lord save me~" Seeing the Five Spirit Sword summoned by Wu Youqiu's technique, Bai Wuchang shouted, and then hurriedly retreated to the ghost sedan chair.

Seeing that the Five Spirit Sword was chasing Bai Wuchang, and was about to stab him, a cloud of purple light floated out of the ghost sedan chair and directly hit the Five Spirit Sword. Then the spirit sword body shook and disappeared silently, while Wu Youqiu, who was controlling the spirit sword, spit out a large mouthful of blood, took two steps back and fell on top of the snow.

"Big brother. Seeing Wu Youqiu fall on the snow, Mao Shibai hurriedly ran to his side and helped him up.

"Amitabha! The eldest brother who dares to hurt the little monk. Seeing Wu Youqiu's situation, Jingchen screamed angrily, put his palms together, and after reciting a few scriptures silently, his whole body was full of golden light, and a Buddha phantom appeared behind him. When the Buddha's phantom appeared, he waved his fist and ran towards the ghost sedan chair.

"Big brother, I'm going to help clean the dust. Seeing this, Mao Eighteen also hurriedly pinched the trick and performed the magic of fighting.

"The monks are so angry, this gentleman will see how you stand out for your eldest brother. When the dust rushed out, the ghost in the ghost sedan chair said such a thing, and then the door of the ghost sedan car opened silently, and a middle-aged man with a solid figure stepped out of the sedan chair.

I saw that the man was wearing a crown on his head, wearing a yellow embroidered dragon robe, and stepping on a pair of yellow dragon golden boots, which fell on the snow as if he had no weight. Although his face was ordinary, there was a kind of sternness of not being angry at a glance, and under his lips, there was still a three-inch long beard.

After the man in the dragon robe got off the sedan chair, he raised his hand and waved it lightly, and the ghost sedan chair carrying him disappeared without a trace, and the four ghost shadows carrying the sedan chair also disappeared with it, leaving only the impermanence of looking at the pure dust with a sinister smile.

"You fake, you are punched by the little monk. At this moment, Jingchen was already less than a foot away from the dragon-robed man, and he threw a fist at the latter.

Seeing this, the man in the dragon robe stretched out his palm in front of him without hurrying, and immediately a purple light mirror blocked him out of thin air. And after Jingchen's fist hit the light mirror, it let out a long muffled sound, which was forcibly blocked.

After blocking Jingchen's attack, the dragon-robed man raised his right hand and flicked it lightly, and a purple light was popped out from between his fingers and landed on Jingchen's body.

Hit by that small purple light, Jingchen's body was directly bounced off by it, and after retreating seven or eight feet away, a large mouthful of blood spewed out after falling to the ground.

"I thought you would have some ability, but I didn't expect you to be so weak. After seriously injuring Jingchen with one finger, the dragon-robed man said such a sentence.

As soon as the dragon robed man stopped speaking, Mao Eighteen, who had finished the operation, hurried towards him, seeing such a scene, Xutian reached out and touched it in his Qiankun bag, took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, and then took out a command flag to perform the technique. And the Taoist priest called Wu Zheng rushed out with a peachwood sword in his hand.

"Jingchen~" Seeing the seriously injured Jingchen, Wu You begged, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and took out a talisman to perform the technique.

"After years of penance, you monks are so weak in their abilities, and it is truly a pity for you monks in the world. Under the state of Mao Eighteen Divine Fighting, the heavy punch he threw was blocked by the dragon robed man with a finger of his hand. Then the man in the dragon robe touched the ground with the soles of his feet, his body took two steps back, and he reached out to Mao 18 in the air and grabbed it.

After grabbing Mao Eighteen, the man in the dragon robe raised his hand and waved, and Mao Eighteen's body was thrown into the air, and then smashed heavily on the snow.

When the dragon-robed man severely injured Mao Eighteen, Wuqi also waved the peachwood sword in his hand and came to him. After seeing Wu Tribulation, he did not dodge or dodge, but put his hands behind his back and let the peach wood sword stab at him.