Suddenly, a pair of evil ghosts on the door came to life, opened their bloody mouths and bit Miao Tong and Wei Song, who were closest to the stone gate.

"Be careful!" Yuan Sulan snorted, and the Fengling Sword in her hand stabbed towards one of the ghost heads! The ghost head laughed a few times, flashed upwards flexibly, and lightly avoided the blow.

Several people reacted, and they swung their swords to resist, entangled with the two evil spirits. The demon did not know what it was, and its attack had no effect on it, as if it were struck in the smoke. And they're moving so fast, they're ghostly.

Occasionally, they bite the shield, leaving behind two strange clouds of black gas. The black gas looked inconspicuous, but it actually had a corrosive effect, which caught the four of them off guard.

"Everyone, pay attention, don't let them bite the shield!" Ling Huhua's face changed drastically, and he reminded in a loud voice.

"What should we do, our attacks won't have any effect on them!" Miao Tong asked with an ugly face.

"Let's fight and retreat, leave this place first!" Yuan Sulan raised her eyebrows and proposed. The eyes of the other three lit up and they retreated one after another.

At this moment, the stone door slowly opened from the middle, and a strange wind blew in, rolling up a cloud of dust.

The figure flickered inside the door, and a pair of men and women walked out of it. The man was not very old, dressed in black, with thin eyebrows and thin lips, and a picture of peach blossom eyes;

The man in black sneered a few times and said, "Senior sister, I don't know what luck I have left today, but there are sacrifices sent to the door." And it's still four! So you and I have picked up a bargain for nothing. ”

Yefu smiled charmingly, and said in a coquettish voice: "Senior brother is very right, the wind has become tighter recently, and the sect master has explained that he will stay away for a while. Who knew that these people didn't know whether they were alive or dead, and they broke into here. Her voice was soft and soothing, with a seductive flavor.

Yuan Sulan was stunned in her heart, these two people were so angry, they must have been a little embarrassed, and secretly screamed in their hearts.

These two ghosts are already a little difficult, and the situation of these two people is not good! She hurriedly glanced at Miao Tong and accelerated towards the outside of the cave.

The man's face was cold, he snorted coldly in his nose, and he didn't see how he moved, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a black mang shot out, and it was Miaotong who was the woman.

There was an exclamation, and the black mang's blow opened a fist-sized hole in the light mask. Then the shield quickly collapsed like a punctured ball.

While!

With a loud bang, Miao Tong was wrapped in a circle of yellow mangs at some point, and the black mangs were bounced back on it. The thing was taken in the hand of the man in black and revealed its original form, which was a sickle-shaped bone spur, shining with a faint cold light.

It turned out that Miaotong saw that the situation was not good, put away the sword and sacrificed the ring magic weapon, and she was afraid of cold sweat on her back for a while. If she hadn't used this magic weapon to protect her in time, she would have been successfully attacked by the man in black.

Yuan Sulan was fighting with the ghost, and the man in black broke Miaotong's shield as soon as he made a move, and it seemed that it was not easy to match. On the left, Ling Huhua and the others were entangled by another ghost, and the situation was quite bad.

Although Wei Song and Ling Huhua were dealing with the ghost in front of them, their minds were spinning rapidly. Then his heart moved, and he shouted, "Hurry up!" After saying that, he made a move, and rushed towards the way he came.

His heart was beating wildly, and he wanted to take advantage of the chaos to get out, if he met Uncle Chang, maybe there would be a glimmer of life.

As soon as Wei Song made a move, Yefu giggled and said, "This fellow Daoist doesn't need to be in a hurry! You just leave your companion like this, how can you bear it, why don't I come and play with you!"

Before the word "play" was finished, Wei Song felt something strange in front of him, and a bone claw grabbed him head-on. The bronze sword in his hand hurriedly crossed his chest.

A strong force came, and he couldn't help but take a step back in his haste to deal with it. Before he could stand firm, the claw shadow in front of him forced him to retreat again and again.

Although Ling Huhua secretly scolded Wei Song for slipping his head in his heart, the current situation can only be the best policy. He was entangled by this ghost head, although there was no danger of his life for the time being, but the man and woman who had just appeared had a cultivation level at least a small level higher than them.

Miao Tong was hit by a bone spur from the man in black, and if it weren't for the fact that her defense against the ring magic weapon was not weak, I am afraid that she would have been succeeded by it a long time ago.

Ling Huhua danced his sword wildly, forcing the ghost head to the wind, and then retreated, with a white jade-like talisman on his left hand, and a trace of hot red light flowed on the rune in the middle of it.

He gently swiped the talisman seal on the blade of the sword, and with a "soaring" sound, the magic sword emitted a scorching heat, and the sword body was also wrapped in flames.

His pupils shrank, he let out a loud shout, and swung the fire sword in his hand towards the ghost's head. The flames pierced its body, emitting a pungent burnt smell, and the ghost head whined, apparently having some restraint effect on it.

Ling Huhua's spirit was shocked, and the sword momentum unfolded, and the ghost fled in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Yuan Sulan had a plan, and slowly led the ghost head towards Ling Huhua.

The two ghost heads seemed to have scruples about the flame, and no longer had the courage they had at the beginning, but they were only slightly entangled. Yuan Sulan moved a few times in her mouth, and said to Ling Huhua: "Senior brother, help me contain for a while!" The latter comprehended and froze there with the two ghosts.

After speaking, Yuan Sulan threw the Fengling sword into the air, and the magic trick in her mouth sounded. There was a phoenix roar in the air, and the sword became a long one, and the spiritual light on it shone brightly, exuding strong mana fluctuations.

The man in black looked up, frowned slightly, and retreated a few feet back. Then he recited a mantra and threw the bone spur into the air. The bone spurs instantly became similar to the size of Feng Ling's sword, and the two clashed in the air.

Miaotong's pressure decreased, and she gasped for breath. The man in black attacked violently just now, forcing her to the point of collapse, but fortunately, Yuan Sulan came to her rescue and helped her break the siege.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and while the two magic weapons were fighting in the air, the double ring roared towards the man in black. The black man had already taken precautions and took out a pitch-black short blade to block the attack of the double ring, and he did not fall behind in one against two.

Yuan Sulan's face was slightly pale, on the surface, she and the man in black were attacking and defending, but she knew in her heart that the man was afraid that he had not done his best.

The situation has not changed much.

As soon as the thought came to this, a scream came.

I don't know when, that night Fu abandoned Wei Song and attacked Miaotong!

I saw that Sensen's bone claw passed straight through Miaotong's back, and there were red blood dripping from his fingertips. Miaotong had a painful look on her face, her eyes staring at the bone claws on her chest with empty eyes, and there was still an expression of disbelief in her eyes.

"Senior sister!" Yuan Sulan screamed bitterly, her heart was like a knife!

Miao Tong's body fell to the ground, and a ball of green light quickly rose from the center of his eyebrows and galloped out of the cave.

With a strange smile, Yefu grabbed the green light void with her bone claws, and the green light suddenly stagnated as if she was stuck in a quagmire, struggling violently. Then she took out a white jade bottle and inhaled it at the green light, and Miaotong's primordial spirit was sucked in.

It all happened so fast, like lightning. When the three of them came back to their senses, Miaotong had died.