At night, the ruins sank into the eternal night, and the pitch-black yin qi shrouded the earth, like black oil, making people feel greasy and oppressive, and the sky could not see even a trace of moonlight except for the dense and terrifying ghost eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

A small firefly lamp slowly moved forward in the dark greasy, the speed was very slow, the front and back of the light were ghostly eyes, greedy and crazy, obsessed in the eyes, delicious in front, but they couldn't chew it widely, they were uncomfortable.

The ghosts roared and screamed, stirring up the dark night and putting out the fire...... Pounce ...... again

The lights were still flickering, faint, three people, two men and one woman, one white and two black, they were struggling, and it seemed that their feet were muddy.

"Senior brother, the ...... ahead Terrible ......" the girl reminded in a loud voice, there were old ghosts ahead, and there was more than one.

"Senior sister, is there a direction to dodge?" Zou Rong asked with a frown.

Xiao Youruo, who was holding the ancient lamp, shook his head, the terrifying aura covered too much area, and they couldn't avoid it.

"Then kill the past...... The Baiyang Sword in the hands of the white-clothed swordsman Zou Mingjian is still sharp, this way, he killed too many ghosts, and broke into the Great Sword Master in a breakthrough, at this time the sword intent killing intent was full, and the combat power reached its peak.

Zou Rong lowered his head and didn't speak again, along the way, he didn't kill a ghost, he kept hiding behind the ancient lamp to protect his sister, watching Zou Mingjian kill all the way, he also admired, he was also enthusiastic, but he understood his task, guarding his sister, not trying to be happy for a while.

Seeing that Zou Rong did not object, the corners of the white-clothed swordsman's mouth were raised, since he broke through, this ninth prince has been following him, although he has not been punished all the way, and he looks down on him a little in his heart, but he is still quite satisfied with his knowledge of current affairs.

The lights slowly moved forward, the sword light shuttled in the ghost scream, constantly killing ghosts, half an hour, the three of them stopped, and the blood light curtain reached the sky on three sides, surrounding the yin ruins, and the three were missing one, but it was not hunting, but just defense.

The two clans of humans and ghosts used Dongfangtai as a barrier, and they faced each other chaotically, attacking and defending.

Zou Qian stood on the Dongfang Stage, the Yin and Yang Ancestor Zou Wuwu held the Yin Yang Flag on the left, the Yang Vein Lord Zou Xuanli held the White Yang Sword on the right, the White Sword Ling Flag danced, and the ghost thing died and failed to step on the Dongfang Stage.

The remaining seven ancestors lined up, each guarding a section of hundreds of zhang defense area, the vacancy left by the north and south treasure buildings was equally divided by the eight ancestors, and the mage corps and the sorcerer regiment were also lined up, the mage was in front, and the warlock was behind, forming a sorcerer wall.

The spell in the mage's mouth continued, the endless yin qi was triggered, the spell was released, and the sky was filled with all kinds of fireworks, and one by one the evil ghosts dispersed in the fireworks......

Many warlocks either drove away ghost servants or wrote ghost talismans to kill fish that slipped through the net......

Filtered layer by layer, almost no demons can break through the defense line.

"What is this?" Zou Mingjian looked at the calligraphy in the sky with enthusiasm.

"It's the magic corps of the Yin Ruins," Zou Rong was also shocked when he saw all the corps assembled for the first time, but he was more worried, his father had joined the war, and the other brothers must also be in the war group.

"My master is also here, let's go over!"

"No, wait......" Zou Rong objected for the first time.

Zou Mingjian was a little displeased, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

Zou Rong didn't speak, Xiao Youruo nervously pointed to the high air in front of her, where there was something hidden that made her tremble.

"Wait for them to fight!"

"You mean, after the old ghost fights, we will advance," Zou Mingjian's brows stretched slightly, the senior brother who can do the yang vein is naturally not an unwise person, even if he is a sword cultivator and has excellent combat power, an old ghost can torture him to death.

The three of them all curled up quietly beside the ancient lamp, no one made a sound, even if they were surrounded by ghosts, they did not fight back, on the contrary, they fell into the ghost tide, but hid their breath and that glimmer of light.

The three of them in the abbot's light didn't know how long......

The evil ghost, who kept licking the lights and being burned, turned around in a burst of ghost screams and floated westward, and the lights drifted with the waves.

The explosion of the sky kicked off the battle, the old ghosts participated in the battle, the ancestors took off to block it, one ancestor or sniped one or intercepted two, although it fell behind, but it was not defeated, the eight ancestors of the sky fought against the thirteen old ghosts.

There was a roar, a ghostly fire, a scream of rage, and many evil ghosts were affected, and their souls were scattered.

Zou Qian, the head of the Yin and Yang family, waved Xuanyin Gui, attracting yin qi to punish ghosts, and the yang vein made the white yang sword of the lord Zou Xuanli turn into white yang, and the white yang passed, and the ghosts left a little pure yang and threw it into the white yang.

The two veins of Yin and Yang are both at the peak of mages, and the two of them have their own secret methods, and their combat power is not inferior to the first level of the Heavenly Master.

"It's Jiu'er!" Zou Qian's voice trembled, Xuanyin Gui shook, and a demon turned into flying smoke.

Zou Xuanli, although he didn't say anything, his eyes were full of relief, watching the eldest disciple sword out ruthlessly, killing ghosts like mowing grass, the way of the sword is successful, and a disciple of the Ding finally appeared in the yang vein, and there are successors!

The lights flickered, and the three-colored white light was like three old men who were about to run out of oil, dragging their wrecked bodies, but they still swore to protect them.

"Bang ......"

The square table rang, Zou Rong hurriedly turned around, and the little junior sister's little hands trembled and held the ancient lamp, her eyes were hazy with tears.

"Put it away, seniors are tired!"

Xiao Youruo hesitated a little, at this moment, even if she couldn't see it, she knew that the situation was dangerous.

"Senior sister, don't worry, I believe that senior brother ......"

"Childe, I can't protect her......" Zou Mingjian's face was dark, there was no light to guard, he was bound to protect Zou Rong, not only could he not punish the ghosts as he wanted, but also guard against the attacks of evil ghosts.

Zou Rong smiled faintly and said: "Brother Zou, I have been grateful for the love of each other all the way, and I am ...... protect my own junior sister."

Zou Mingjian snorted lightly, he didn't say much, he was also arrogant.

The lights jumped, and he didn't seem to be willing, but in the end, under the soothing of the little girl, he shrunk into a little bean core, hidden in the ancient lamp, and swam in the square inch lamp plate.

"Five Ghost Carrying ......"

Youruo carried the burden, the five spirits giggled and laughed, stretched out their fat hands, crossed in pairs, and formed a sedan chair with eight small hands, Youruo broke away from the square table and sat on the four ghost sedan chairs, and the last imp supported her back.

The rough wooden square table was abandoned and shattered, and the nine ghost servants narrowed the scope of protection and protected Xiao Youruo in the center.

Zou Rong changed his peace, his eyes were cold, the ghosts on his head rushed out, the little ghosts retreated, the big ghosts hesitated, and many elderly ghosts also put away their coveted faces.

Zou Mingjian, who has countless ghosts, saw that many ghosts did not dare to step forward, and he was puzzled for a while, he didn't know that Zou Rong had killed a ghost road, and had to be inherited by his master, and condensed the ghosts, once he stepped into the realm of the heavenly master, he could turn into all the ghosts that he killed and help him fight.

It is the same as the blood of the master's six laws.

The evil ghost avoided Zou Rong and counterattacked Xiao Youruo, the ghost also has a ghost nature, and naturally bullies the soft and fears the hard, in addition to the ghost claws of the ghost servant, they are greeted by the simple divine whip.

After the shadow of the whip, the evil ghost returned to nothingness, and there was not even a trace of ghost fire left.

On the Oriental Stage, Zou Qian looked at the eleven-year-old boy, his eyes were cold, his eyebrows were like sharp swords, his whip was ruthless, and he slaughtered ghosts like mowing grass, in addition to shock, he was happy, this was his son.

Zou Xuanli saw that the lights were gone, his eyebrows were full of words, and at this time, seeing that the disciples and young men were ruthless in killing ghosts, he was complacent, but he still had his own vision, glanced at Zou Qian beside him, and snorted coldly, with no beads.

"Woo...... Quack ......"

In the distance, a ghost screamed in the wind......

"Get out of the way, it's an old ghost!"

Zou Qian and Zou Xuanli were shocked, it was too late to mobilize the Heavenly Master Ancestor to rescue.

Zou Rong and Zou Mingjian were also pale, and there was only a hundred zhang of distance left, but an old ghost came, and his luck was not good.