Madame Lan stretched out her hand and pointed at the treasure floating above her head, and a strange light flashed, radiating countless golden rays as thin as a hair from the ivory comb.

In the blink of an eye, the skull was all around.

"Hey!"

With a soft snort from Lady Lan, those golden filaments of light cut away like skulls.

This female cultivator of the Ning Dan stage was full of confidence, this thing was not refined by her, but a powerful ancient treasure obtained in her early years.

The golden silk released is extremely sharp, not to mention the ghosts, even if it is the defensive shield released by a monk of the same level, in front of it, it is like tofu......

However, things were not as simple as she had imagined, and those turquoise ghost fires reappeared, and suddenly ignited the golden threads.

Mrs. Lan's delicate body trembled, and her face turned pale in an instant, although the ivory jade comb was not her natal magic weapon, but because this thing was extremely powerful, she also spent a lot of effort refining it.

After decades, it has reached the point of unity of mind and mind, and Gu Bao was damaged, so she naturally suffered a small loss.

In the first fight, the skull had the upper hand, and naturally he would not give up, the whole body was entangled with demonic energy, his mouth was open, and with a roar of heart-wrenching, those ghost fires burned down.

Mrs. Lan bore the brunt of the attack, in the face of this fierce ghost fire, a trace of panic flashed on her face, her hands waved again and again like a butterfly wearing flowers, the space was blurred for a while, and her figure was strangely twisted, and she moved several feet to the left out of thin air, dodging this fatal blow.

"Two fellow Daoists, this thing is too powerful, the little woman will not be killed, let's all shoot together. ”

"Okay!" Wang Peng agreed very happily this time, he also didn't dare to face this weird skull alone, the three of them joined forces, and they were in the middle of it.

The voice did not fall. The dark clouds in the distance surged, and several black dragons flew out of it. Opening his mouth, huge black pillars of light erupted from his mouth, blasting in the direction of the formation.

"Ghost Jiao!"

Lin Xuan suddenly changed color. The monsters in the underworld are naturally not only ghosts. The ghost Jiao is not a terrifying dragon in the human world after death, but it is also a ferocious and abnormal monster.

Fortunately, the three heads in front of me are relatively low-level ones, but if you leave it alone, I'm afraid it won't take long to break through the formation.

When the time comes, the ghosts will rush up, and don't talk about procrastination on your side. Thank God for not collapsing at the touch of a button.

Lin Xuan didn't dare to hide it anymore.

He was about to make a move. Wang Peng has already been inseparable from the skull.

Of course, it wasn't this short and fat Ning Dan period monk who suddenly changed his temper. \ No longer greedy for life and afraid of death, but the skull preemptively attacked him. This benevolent brother had no way to hide, so he had to fight depressedly.

At this time, his face was full of helplessness. Controlling a thin-bladed throwing knife magic weapon, it flew up and down around the skull.

Not to mention, people can't look good, this short and fat monk is a little timid in doing things, lacking the manly spirit, but the magic weapon of the flying knife is extraordinary.

Putting aside the power for the time being, at least the speed is more than fifty percent faster than that of ordinary magic weapons.

Turned into a cloud of silver light, flying up and down around the skull, although the other party cast ghost fire powers, but those ghost fires can't catch up with the flying knives and are useless.

Mrs. Lan was surprised and delighted, she didn't expect this companion who was greedy for life and afraid of death to have such a means.

With a snort, the flying knife saw the flaw, turned into a silver ray, and slashed down, right on the skeleton's forehead.

Wang Peng's face was full of ecstasy, but the next moment, he was replaced by astonishment, and there was a faint sense of despair, and he was hit by a flying knife, and the skull only shook a few times, but it quickly stabilized its body as if nothing happened.

"How is it possible, this monster is not afraid of magic weapons!"

Wang Peng's face was like earth, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Thorn, a black bolt of lightning slashed down, but it was the skull that took advantage of his distraction and fired lightning with the horns of his forehead.

Wang Peng didn't have time to hide, but fortunately he had already opened the shield in advance.

However, even so, although his life was not harmed, he was not badly damaged.

However, after a meal, Mrs. Lan and Wang Peng all suffered a secret loss under the hands of this skull, and the ghost Jiao that appeared on the other side made the two of them even paler. The fighting spirit in my heart is gone!

"The two Taoist friends went to deal with those ghost Jiao, and the skull was handed over to the next one. Lin Xuan suddenly spoke indifferently.

"Ah, Daoist friend alone?" Mrs. Lan's face showed a look of surprise, Wang Peng's expression was similar, this Elder Li of the Fire Spirit Sect was stupid, alone, he had to face this terrifying ghost thing?

Time was running out, Lin Xuan didn't open his mouth to explain, his whole body was green, and he turned into a rainbow and flew over.

The skull opened its big mouth, and a thick pillar of blood-red light erupted, Lin Xuan's face was expressionless, and his right hand waved, and a palm-sized, fiery red shield had already been sacrificed, and after a few turns, it became larger and blocked in front of Lin Xuan.

The surface of the shield, surrounded by golden runes, looks mysterious and abnormal.

Ancient Treasure!

This thing was obtained by Lin Xuan in the storage bag of the ancient evil cultivator, although it was the first time to use it, but from its appearance, it was also known that the power of the Dao was not small.

Sure enough, the blood-red pillar of light poured down, and the momentum was amazing, but this rune ancient shield was easily blocked without much effort.

Then Lin Xuan flicked his sleeve robe, and as soon as he put away this shield, the person rushed up like a skull.

Although they are both Ning Dan monks, Lin Xuan's speed of escaping light is far from being comparable to the other party, in the blink of an eye, the distance has been reduced by half, in the sound of the dragon's groan, the Drifting Cloud Falling Snow Sword has been raised high, Lin Xuan pinched the trick with both hands, and with a mana, it will turn into an ice and snow dragon with a length of more than ten zhang. The skull erupted into rage, and large expanses of turquoise ghostly fire appeared in front of him.

With a stabbing sound, the ice dragon burrowed in, the cold and the flames intertwined, and the green and white light flickered incessantly.

After another moment, a terrible and desperate roar came, and in a few moments, all the light was gone, and the Drifting Snow Sword returned to its original form, and the skeleton was a long wound from the forehead to the jaw, and countless black mist poured out of it, splitting in half.

"How is that possible?"

Mrs. Lan and Wang Peng's eyes were straight, and when Lin Xuan took out two ancient treasures in a row, they felt incredible, how could a little-known Fire Spirit Sect elder be so generous.

It is also a rare thing for a famous monk of the Ning Dan period to have an ancient treasure.

After seeing Lin Xuan divide five by two, and destroy the skull that made him suffer a lot, the two of them thought that they were wrong.

Especially Mrs. Lan, she has reached the middle stage of Ning Dan, and the ivory jade comb is also a powerful ancient treasure, but it is also ......