Although Yang Junshan pinched the ghost weapon used by the other party for the sneak attack with his hand when he couldn't make a move, the scorching heat from the "silver sky" made Yang Junshan frown.

But that ghost cultivator fled out without thinking about it, and he didn't even care that his natal magic weapon fell into the hands of the other party.

Joke, a person who can pinch the magic weapon with his bare hands, who dares to provoke, not to mention that if Yang Junshan makes up his mind to kill him, he is afraid that it will be difficult for him to retreat with his whole body.

However, Yang Junshan was a little hesitant, now to chase that ghost cultivator, it is bound to be unable to catch up with the competition for the thousand-year-old ginseng king, but if he doesn't chase it, the ghost cultivator's natal ghost weapon will fall into his hands, and then he will inevitably be unforgiving to him, although he is not afraid, but it is also a headache to guard against the sneak attack of a Taigang ghost cultivator at all times.

Fortunately, at this time, there was no need for Yang Junshan to think about it, that ghost cultivator had already made a choice for him.

There was a crisp "click", and the ghost weapon that was suppressed in Yang Junshan's hand suddenly shattered by itself, and the ghost cultivator actually self-destructed the natal ghost weapon.

In the eyes of that ghost cultivator, he had just almost attacked and killed Yang Junshan, this person must have hated to eat his flesh raw by the other party, and his natal ghost weapon fell into the hands of the other party and could not be recaptured at all, what made the ghost cultivator even more frightened was that this person seemed to be extremely familiar with the methods of ghost cultivation, and after suppressing the ghost weapon, he easily cut off the soul connection between the ghost cultivator and the natal magic weapon, and could only feel that the human monk seemed to be trying to erase the mark he left in the magic weapon by virtue of the induction between his heart and blood.

Under such circumstances, Ghost Xiu would rather self-destruct his magic weapon than let Yang Junshan get it.

With the only remaining meaning and blood sense, the ghost cultivator destroyed the natal magic weapon and injured himself at the same time, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, he quickly fled towards the mountains and forests.

Although Yang Junshan was a little puzzled that the ghost cultivator actually chose to self-destruct the natal magic weapon so quickly, after all, after the magic weapon self-destructed, it would definitely cause extremely serious injuries to the ghost cultivator himself, at least Yang Junshan didn't have to worry that the ghost cultivator would continue to trouble him next.

However, this also made Yang Junshan a little regretful, the ghost weapon used by the ghost cultivator when he sneak attacked was extremely sharp, he originally followed the method handed over by Bao Yu'er, suppressed the ghost weapon and then wiped out the mark left by the other party little by little, and maybe it was possible to get a complete ghost weapon magic weapon, but he never thought that the other party would be so decisive.

It's just that this ghost cultivator feels very strange to himself, and this ghost cultivator's method of concealing his body is on par with Bao Yu'er, and even a little more spicy, a thought jumped out of Yang Junshan's mind, isn't this ghost cultivator's origin also the descendant of the top ten ghost clans?

Yang Junshan shook his head and shook this thought out of his mind, the short and swift battle with that ghost cultivator before was enough to alarm the few monks who were competing for the thousand-year-old king in the middle of the woods at this time.

Where can these people tolerate Yang Junshan to stand on the periphery so blatantly and prepare to be a fisherman, almost three Taigang real people coincidentally shot at Yang Junshan, either expelling him after a heavy blow, or also getting him involved in the big war, everyone has their own ability.

Yang Junshan's soul swept away, and found that the several monks who fought were all Taigang, Yang Junshan was naturally not afraid of this, Shan Junxi lowered the "Golden Soup" light curtain to protect his body, and forcibly connected one of them with a magical power, and then with one hand, two streams of blue-gold light intertwined and rotated with each other, turning into two whirlwinds around him, and the other two attacking supernatural powers were consumed one by one.

"Solid as Jintang Shentong, the fusion of supernatural powers, in the next monstrous gate He Liang, I don't know what Your Excellency says?"

The monk who had been blocked by Yang Junshan's complete reliance on the Guardian Spirit Power shouted loudly.

Although Yang Junshan resolved the attack of the three Taigang monks, he couldn't stay out of it, and while resolving the supernatural powers, he had to join the melee with other monks.

Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Yang Junshan in Xiayuzhou!"

Another person's voice came, and said: "Fang Yusheng in the lower whale building, but the name of the Taoist friend is a little ear-born, I don't know where your Excellency comes from?"

Yang Junshan stretched out his hand, and the mountain monarch seal above his head fell, and he struck a fierce blow to a sea monster, and said with a smile: "Mountain villager, where is there any big faction in Yuzhou now!"

"Oh", that Fang Yusheng replied lightly, obviously not interested before.

He Liang still seemed to be a little interested in Yang Junshan, but the kraken who was Yang Junshan's opponent obviously noticed that Yang Junshan was not easy to mess with, and instead launched a fierce attack on He Liang, He Liang was in a hurry for a while, but he didn't care about opening his mouth to ask.

However, at this time, a monk opened his mouth and spit out, and after a little light flew out, he went straight to the door of Yang Junshan.

"Ho, Gu Xiu!"

Yang Junshan exclaimed in surprise, and his finger was about to light out like that little light.

With a "crackle", that bit of light seemed to be shattered by Yang Junshan's fingers, but it turned into a 10,000-point cold star in an instant, flying towards all the monks around him who were trying to compete for the thousand-year-old king from all directions, among which Yang Junshan was besieged the most, and it seemed that the Gu cultivator was extremely "caring" of Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan pointed to the magic weapon on his head, and the Yuan Magnetic Treasure Light turned into a light curtain and spread, and all the cold rays that penetrated into it seemed to have dragged several times the weight of his body, and the "lalala" was sprinkled all over the ground, but it was a small golden-winged Gu worm, which looked a few hideous.

Yang Junshan stretched out his hand and waved, and another cyan light swept down, and most of the golden-winged Gu worms that fell to the ground were instantly swept away by him.

That Gu Xiu originally relied on his Golden Winged Gu and wanted to delay for a while, so as to gain time for himself to seize the thousand-year-old king, but he didn't expect that Yang Junshan would actually break his means in an understatement, and the figure that had already rushed to the center of the clearing suddenly froze, and before Yang Junshan could stop it, suddenly another figure rushed in from outside the woods, and spewed out a stream of water arrows towards the Gu Xiu from a distance.

The Gu cultivator took advantage of the situation and retreated, but his attention was not on the Kraken monk who had just rushed in, but on Yang Junshan's body for the most part.

Surprisingly, Yang Junshan not only did not make a move against that Gu cultivator at this time, but also did not compete for the thousand-year-old king, even the other Kraken monk who had just rushed in did not take a look, but looked at He Liang and Fang Yusheng, the true lineages of the two major overseas sects.

The two true legends who originally seemed to be in a hurry by the golden winged Gu that Gu Xiu spilled out, the moment the kraken monk rushed into the central clearing, they shot almost at the same time, Fang Yusheng of the monstrous gate waved his hand and it was a cloud and rain, the raindrops seemed to have another mystery, after the wings of the golden winged Gu were wet, they no longer had the ability to fly, and they fell to the ground one after another, and even Yang Junshan could see that most of the golden winged Gu even fell to pieces when they fell to the ground, which shows that the rain David who was powerful just now was extraordinary.

At the same time, He Liang of the Whale Tower picked up a black iron hammer and smashed it on the head of the Siren monk who rushed in.

These two true descendants of the two major overseas sects joined forces in an instant, showing the tacit cooperation of several people, and this is obviously not the first time that the two have cooperated.

The Siren Monk was obviously a little caught off guard, but it was too late to retreat again, and the hammer that fell from the top of his head had already locked his breath.

At the critical moment, the other one suddenly stretched out his hand and shook it, and a snake-scale long whip flew out with a trembling hand, and went straight to the thousand-year-old ginseng king in the center of the clearing, which didn't look like he wanted to seize the treasure at all, but like he wanted to destroy the thousand-year-old ginseng king.

"Not good!"

Fang Yusheng was sweeping away the remaining golden-winged Gu on the ground, and he didn't have time to make a move for a while, He Liang had no choice but to drop the hammer, and after shaking the mountain for a while, a huge pit appeared in front of the snake-scale soft-whip monk, and the thousand-year-old king was also intact.

And at this time, Yang Junshan suddenly made a move, and when the kraken who rushed in later was frightened under He Liang's heavy hammer, Yang Junshan suddenly made a move, and hit the chest of the one with a finger, and the kraken monk was seriously injured and vomited blood, and staggered away.

And at the moment when Yang Junshan made a move, Gu Xiu, who had previously broken the Golden Wing Gu, also opened his mouth at the same time, and there was a subtone Gu lying on the tip of his tongue, only to hear it open his mouth and scream, a piercing but not high-pitched voice came out, the Golden Winged Gu that was originally swept to the ground by Fang Yusheng and Yang Junshan advanced to the explosion, although the power of a single Golden Winged Gu explosion was not strong, but the self-explosion of hundreds of Gu worms made the two of them a little caught off guard for a while.

Just when Yang Junshan and Fang Yusheng were in a hurry, and He Liang was in a stalemate with the snake-scale long-whip kraken, that Gu Xiu stomped under his feet, the ground quickly bulged, and then quickly rushed towards the center of the clearing.

Earth-walking Gu!

"Stop him!"

He Liang and the Kraken Monk gave up the entanglement in unison, He Liang smashed down with a hammer in the direction of the Earth Gu traveling, and the Kraken Monk's snake scale whip rolled towards Gu Xiu's throat.

But at this time, Yang Junshan, who originally seemed to be in a hurry by the self-explosion of the Golden Winged Gu, suddenly rushed out, and at the moment when He Liang's heavy hammer smashed down and hit the Earth Gu, the mountain monarch seal fell from the sky and suppressed the Xuantie heavy hammer on the ground and couldn't move.

The Earth Movement Gu was hit hard, coupled with the self-explosion of the Golden Winged Gu, which had already made the desperate Gu Xiu even worse, and the Kraken Snake Scale Long Whip rolled in, although he avoided the throat point, but he was also whipped away by the soft whip falling on his chest.

However, when the kraken withdrew the soft whip, he saw Yang Junshan punch out from afar, and Fang Yusheng, who had just gotten rid of the Gu worm's self-explosion, was smashed away.

The kraken immediately threw out a whip and went straight to Yang Junshan's door, but unexpectedly, Yang Junshan's other hand probed and firmly grasped the tip of the whip in the palm of his hand, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't take it back.

Yang Junshan smashed Fang Yusheng away, grabbed the Kraken snake scale whip, and suppressed He Liang's Xuantie hammer, and there was no one on the scene to compete with!

But when I looked at the foot of Yang Jun Mountain, the ground in the center of the clearing was surging, and a huge spiritual ginseng with a length of a foot was arched out by the surging soil, and together with countless ginseng whiskers, it completely fell into Yang Junshan's hands.