Chapter 3 Hexagram within Hexagram

"That's right, old man Fengzhen, he really has some ability!"

The words fell, the ghost monarch's knees were half bent, and in an instant, the entire palm was shocked by the blue light, and the turbulent palm wind was raised with the arm, and the chaotic pieces of fallen leaves were like sharp weapons of the blade, and they galloped parallel to the ground at the moment when the palm was struck on the side.

Fengzhen Daoist threw out the gossip mirror again, unexpectedly, the blade of the blade could penetrate the mirror until it burst, and the people beside him were all injured by the mirror glass fragments, the wound was short and deep, although it was not easy to see, but it hid dense pain!

In desperation, the Fengzhen Daoist had no choice but to snatch the white blade empty-handed, and without waiting for the ghost monarch to ease his expression, he unloaded the power of the demon blue in one go, and the bloodstained hands were enough to prove that this move had greatly injured his internal strength, seeing this, the ghost monarch smiled slightly.

"Old man Fengzhen, is Benjun Chiyan's skill okay?"

It turns out that the demon blue was changed by the red flame, so in this way, the ghost monarch's dark art is afraid that he has already practiced to the point of perfection!

Thinking of this, the Fengzhen Daoist quickly used the Bagua technique to conjure up an enchantment, thinking: If it is forcibly confronted, I am afraid that it will be a useless move to hit the stone with an egg, and if it is only defended and not attacked, I am afraid that everyone in the world will laugh at my Dao clan, and I am in a dilemma at the moment, what should I do?

The ghost girl secretly observed Fengzhen and Fengxian, but unexpectedly, Fengxian Taoist stepped back and stepped forward, swinging her elbow and wrist, and the ghost girl hurriedly brushed her face with her sleeves, retreated behind the willow tree, absorbed the body of the tree, and spied to avoid defense.

Seeing that Fengxian Daoist was stagnant, the gloomy laughter once again pierced the night sky, endlessly, Fengxian Daoist took three steps forward, and a straight fist swung in the direction of the sound, and the thick willow tree suddenly split into two.

"Ah~"

The ghost girl was also bounced to the ground, she touched the liquid flowing from the corner of her lips, she knew that she had lost her vitality, this punch really smashed on her back, it was a blessing not to die, it was a top priority, she needed to find a physical suck quickly, so that she could recover in a short time, her flickering eyes suddenly stared at the girl who was just now.

Ice muscles and jade bones, mantis head moth eyebrows, looks quite standard, and the ghost girl stepped forward with three feet and two steps.

The letter-like long tongue firmly wrapped around Bai Zhiyu's collarbone, and at the moment when he wanted to take his mouth, a purple object flashed on the man's chest, and the faint purple light bounced the ghost girl several feet away.

The ghost girl panicked, her eyes widening as if they were about to leave her sockets!

Before the people of Fengzhen Dao could come up with a perfect plan, the demon soldiers of the Ghost Domain had already gathered in large numbers, ready to attack, their eyes were like blue ice, their eyes were like black mist, their blue faces were charming, and their fingers were flamboyant, like man-eating beasts......

"Hahaha, the soldiers of this monarch's ghost domain have arrived, it seems that the will of heaven is destined to be the day when your Dao clan will be destroyed!"

The Ghost Monarch took out his sword, held it flat on his chest, and a touch of demon blue swung out in the wind, and the compelling sword qi disturbed the direction of the wind, destroying the tips of the branches and buzzing.

Fengzhen Taoist threw up the dust in his hand and fell on the other elbow and chest, his mouth moved slightly, and he casually pointed the dust on gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and five places, and at the same time, Kui, Han, Hedgehog, beetle, snake, Bi Fang, and the five divine beasts were transformed on the huge five-element gossip plate, the yin and yang moved in different positions, and the words on the plate were superimposed and rose, and the Fengzhen Taoist and the Demon King stood at one end each, and the three people of Fengxian Daoren, Duan Mohan, and Bai Zhiyu stood on the other three sides.

"Carving insect skills!"

The Demon Lord snorted disdainfully.

"Old man Fengzhen, do you really think that this little gossip map can trap Benjun?"

"It's useless to talk too much, the Demon Lord will know when he tries it!"

Fengzhen Daoist shook off the dust, and a barrier appeared between the five people, and the ethereal sound of the sad curse in the gossip array woke up the sleeping beasts, among which the closest to the ghost monarch was the two beasts of Han Zhu and Hedgehog.

He has a pestle, red eyes and fangs, a body as strong as a bull and a tiger, and a violent temperament.

The pig, the horn is in the right, the eyes are observable, the temperament is gentle, the head is raised and roaring, like the roar of the tiger and the dragon roars, the heart is shocked, the step is light and the body is heavy, the claws are like a lion, and the two beasts attack fiercely with unstoppable momentum!

The Ghost Monarch stepped back three feet, and a cloud of demon blue surged from his cuffs again, his hands were slightly spread vertically, absorbing the power of the earth's fire, and the Red Flame Sword carried the evil qi of thousands of spirits, like a plundering wind, and in an instant, a huge storm vortex was rolled up......

Fengzhen and Fengxian felt the huge suction, the legs shook unsteadily, their expressions changed greatly, and they quickly stood in front of them, sat cross-legged, planning the final battle against the water, they put their hands together, and together they came to complete the most dangerous hurdle in this hexagram, the water blended, the hexagram in the hexagram, a little bit of difference, the two Taoists are also afraid that their lives will be difficult to protect, so desperate, must be ready for the jade to burn!

It was too late, it was fast, the ghost monarch jumped up with his feet off the ground, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sword speed was getting faster and faster, a spin in mid-air, only listening to the sound of "whoosh~", the red flame rose several zhang demon blue, the wind and sand were chaotic in the sky, and the turbidity was silent.

The beasts in the hexagram wept and screamed, and the mud and sand filled their eyes with unbearable pain, wailing and hissing, and the sound was extremely loud, and it swirled in the whole night sky......

The red flame attacked with the momentum of swallowing mountains and rivers, and the people of Fengzhen Dao turned the dust, and the entire gossip map was erected out of thin air!

"Bang~~~"

Two waves of light swept across the crowd, and the earth immediately cracked a crack, bottomless.

Fengzhen Daoist's body trembled, snorted, and then vomited a large mouthful of blood, and Fengxian Daoist directly fainted and fell to the ground, life and death unknown.

The wind and sand fall, and the gossip breaks.

"Ha~Ha~Ha~Ha~"

The Ghost Monarch walked over to the side of the Bongjin Daoist with his hands behind his back.

"Old man Fengzhen, do you know that Benjun's dark art has only used seventy percent?"

"Hmph, since the old man's skills are not as good as yours, if you want to kill or chop, listen to it!"

"Kill you, what's the benefit of Yu Benjun?"

"It's no good. ”

The man who had just come to see the excitement stood up patting the dust on his body.

To the Ghost King's surprise, he was not injured.

"Who are you?"

Luo Wuxian stepped forward and explained: "Don't misunderstand the ghost monarch, the junior is a disciple of Ziyou, who happened to pass by here, and is not a member of the Dao clan. ”

The ghost monarch's eyebrows were slightly clustered.

"People from Purple Mountain?"

"Exactly!"

The Ghost Monarch was still looking at him with a grudge.

"It's okay to spare your life, but how can I convince you that what you say is true?"

"This ......"

"cough~cough~"

With two light coughs, the Fengzhen Taoist spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.

The voice was weak and weak: "Ghost King, Luo Gongzi is not a member of the old man's clan!"

"Oh, since the old man Fengzhen opened his mouth, then Benjun sold this favor. ”

Looking at the stunned Fall Without a Trace, I couldn't help but drink: "Don't get out of here yet!"

"Uh......"

Ghost Jun Du Wei is cautious, and he can't tell what this kid is thinking.

"How? But you don't want to go?"

"No, no, you go on, go on, I'll wait a while!"