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Seeing this situation, Xuanyuan's face was also surprised, he laughed a few times, and the flames all over his body filled the sky, knowing that there was no danger in this battle, but he was even more refined that his brother actually returned after decades, although his heart was agitated, but he knew that this was not the time.

With the addition of Xuanyuan and Li Xingyun to the battlefield, the pressure of the Netherworld Mountain Protector Sect Formation suddenly disappeared, and the disciples on the mountain were slightly commotion, excited by each other, and asked each other which hidden master in the mountain was this, but they were all confused.

Only on the top of the Netherworld, and in the place behind the Netherworld, there was one person who stared at the sky in the distance in shock, and at the same time showed surprise and disbelief, one of them was the Netherworld Mountain Sect Master Long Qianhuan, who was unusually calm in the past, although his face was calm at this time, his hands trembled slightly, revealing his inner emotions.

And Long Qiong, who was in the ghost mist space, didn't know anything about it, looking at the hundred-meter giant ghost puppet in front of him, he had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even have a trace of worry on Meishan.

"I can't imagine that after I left these days, the courage of the ghost city of Huangquan was so big, it was just a ghost king back then, I don't know what kind of possession you came from this time?"

"Whew!" The giant ghost puppet fisted like a war drum, staring at the ghost mist space, let out a howl, and suddenly several ghost servants condensed around his body and attacked wildly, Long Qiong saw this, his eyes were full of murder, the Dao sword was in his hand, and in a slight flash, the terrifying sword stabbed out, and the peerless sword moves of the machine spirit battle in the illusion world were waved one after another, although he didn't remember many of those sword moves, but just with these sword skills he mastered, he transformed the murderous qi into his own use, and it was not a problem to kill these ghost servants at all.

The ghost servant was already killed in an instant, and the giant ghost puppet let out a huge howl, and suddenly pounced on Long Qiong, and Long Qiong's body flashed with yin energy, and then disappeared into the ghost fog lightly.

At the same time, the battlefield outside has reached a time of change, a flame and a sword light shuttle in the spirit of ghost resentment, so that the attack of the ghost city of Huangquan can not be carried out, the Netherworld Mountain has given up defense and turned to attack, all kinds of prohibitions of the Protector Array, have been used, one by one Li Mang devoured the spirit of the Ghost Grievance, but the damage of the entire Protector Array is gradually recovering.

Seeing this, Long Qianhuan flew rapidly one after another with the ghost flags in his hand, and in an instant, the eighteen stone statues suspended around him all trembled, turning into fierce beasts of the Guardian Sect and pounced. No matter what kind of attack hit this beast, it was swept away by the iron sheet on its body, and it opened a gap in the battlefield array of the ghost city of Huangquan, and the distortion of the ghost resentment in the sky began to dissipate, and at this time, everyone in the Netherworld Mountain breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and turned to look at the ghost mist space in the sky.

The ghost fog space gathered larger and larger, suspended in the air like a huge ball of light, and the sound of bombardment in it spread out one after another, and the tumbling ghost fog showed the fierce battle taking place inside.

"Whew!" the giant ghost puppet struck hard one after another, but the ghost mist was invisible but restrained, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and let out a roar, and suddenly the stones on the surface of his body trembled one after another, and began to collapse.

Long Qiong, who was in the ghost mist, was stunned, and just as he was surprised, he found that a ghost suddenly flashed in the eyes of this giant ghost puppet, and a spirit body flashed out, and his eyes were swept away, and he was shocked.

"Come out, don't hide anymore!" The pure yin ghost body is like a shrinkage of the giant ghost puppet, but it also has a three-meter-tall body, and he is furious, he doesn't know how many years, how can he have the general depression of today, every punch will be hollowed out, and the ghost qi in all directions will always limit himself in an unknown place on his body, he was shocked in his heart, he had never heard that there was such a master in the Netherworld Mountain, could this person be the sect leader of the Netherworld Mountain, Long Qianhuan?

He hadn't experienced the war besieging the Netherworld Mountain decades ago, but even if he participated, he probably wouldn't have thought that it was Long Qiong, because he had cultivated to such an earth-shaking cultivation in decades, even those who knew Long Qiong would never have imagined it.

A piercing Polar Yang light pierced through the ghost mist, and the ghost spirit was startled and quickly retreated.

A sigh sounded in mid-air, Long Qiong showed his true body, put away the Extreme Yang Eye, and said: "Sure enough, it is a pure yin ghost spirit, I didn't expect this kind of superb ghost spirit to take the initiative to appear, aren't you afraid of being accepted as a ghost servant by me?"

The appearance of the pure yin ghost spirit made Long Qiong a little surprised, he thought that what could control this giant ghost puppet should be a trace of the consciousness or doppelganger of the ghost king, so that after catching it, he would definitely be able to search for more things, but the pure yin ghost spirit that appeared in front of him made it difficult for him to judge in his heart, didn't this ghost king want to break through the Netherworld Mountain?

Then why did he put down the Huangquan Yama Formation in this battle, and summoned this Ten Thousand Ghost Blood Puppet without spending blood, so distracted, could it be that he just wanted to greatly hurt the vitality of the Netherworld Mountain?

And up, although the pure yin ghost spirit belongs to the ghost city of Huangquan, but it is the most difficult to control, nominally obeying the order of the ghost king, but it has never really been mobilized by it, each of these ghosts has the purest ghost body of time, and it is even rumored that there are pure yin ghosts and ghosts have killed the ghost king to control the ghost city of Huangquan ancient rumors.

Hearing this, the pure yin ghost spirit was furious and roared: "You are also a ghost person, dare to control me, aren't you afraid of being attacked by me?"

"Then try it!" Long Qiong laughed, his left hand flipped, the surrounding ghost fog space changed sharply, and a trace of the Yang Qi appeared in his right hand, and at the same time merged into the Dao sword, and with a slight slash, it was slashed in mid-air in an instant, and suddenly with a buzz, the ghost fog space was split, revealing on the battlefield of the Netherworld Mountain.

The pure yin ghost spirit was stunned for a moment, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly looked around.

In an instant, his eyes were full of anger and anger.

"Despicable, do you think I'll care about these ghost town troops!"

Before he finished speaking, the Huangquan Ghost Army, who had been waiting below, exclaimed at the same time, and his momentum was dejected, while the disciples of Netherworld Mountain cheered loudly, obviously thinking that in the ghost mist space, this mysterious master of the sect had won, otherwise, how could that hundred-meter huge ghost creature collapse and reveal its body.

If the doppelganger hidden in the puppet is the doppelganger of the ghost king, Long Qiong is indeed victorious at this time, but it is a pure yin ghost spirit who can have strong combat power, and he only used the ten thousand ghost blood puppet to hide his identity before, revealing his true body at this time, but in fact it is even more difficult.

It's just that only a few people know about these, and when they see the momentum, they don't break it, but they all secretly prepare, and when this master of this sect is defeated, they will help.

The pure yin ghost spirit spat out blue light and attacked Long Qiong.

Qingmang deformed in mid-air with the wind, and a hovering turned into a silk curtain, covering Long Qiong like a canopy, and then the green mang flickered, dazzling and faintly there were traces of yin ghost patterns emerging, just a flash, it appeared in the sky above Long Qiong, and the pure yin ghost spirit let out a disturbing scream, and a pair of sharp claws aimed at Long Qiong's eyes and stabbed hard.

This ability to move with the wind made Long Qiong startled, and he didn't have time to think about it, and with a swipe of the Dao sword in his hand, an extremely simple sword move appeared.

The two rays of light from Yin to Yang appeared at the same time, surrounded by dozens of sword shadows, turning into a sword star net and piercing into it, blocking the silk curtain.

"Hey, when did he learn such a mysterious sword move?" Xuanyuan said in surprise as he stood in the distance and watched with interest.

As he spoke, he looked at Li Xingyun suspiciously, over the years, he had asked Li Xingyun to teach him sword moves, but every time Li Xingyun saw him, he would sigh drunkly, and then shook his head and said: "The wood of rotten wood, you can't teach it, you can't teach it!" Every time he recalled these things, he made Xuanyuan mad depressed and crazy.

Li Xingyun glanced at him and said, "We have only known each other for a long time, and after that, I went to the Mad God Temple to find you, and the time in between is so short, if I can teach a peerless swordsman, how can I only end up begging for wine with you now." Saying that, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he was strange in his heart, although this Long Qiong was wielding with a Dao sword, but the tricks used actually had the characteristics of various spiritual weapons, although there were not many chapters, but many places made him feel incredible, as if he had been empowered, and the sword skills that had not grown for many years had a hint of breakthrough.

While speaking, the pure yin ghost spirit slapped away Long Qiong's Dao sword with one palm, and roared excitedly: "Haha! You ghost Dao is so unprofessional, you don't have a good sword when you practice swordsmanship, and now the sword body is broken, I see how you can resist my evil qi entering the body!" As he spoke, the pure yin ghost qi around his body was suddenly released, and a claw grabbed Long Qiong's arm.

Long Qiong seemed to be stunned for a moment, but he didn't break free, the pure yin ghost even saw a touch of panic in Long Qiong's eyes, and suddenly smiled, the huge pure yin qi continued to pour into Long Qiong's body, and he couldn't help licking his tongue, as if he had seen the painful face of the Taoist in front of him begging for mercy.

However, the next moment, he was suddenly stunned, why did the yin qi enter his body This person's body has not frozen, just thinking about it, he suddenly saw a bright smile blooming on Long Qiong's face, Long Qiong gently put his right hand on the arm of the pure yin ghost spirit, and said softly: "Look, I caught you." ”

As soon as the words fell, the yin and yang fish in the body hooked up the yin and yang qi, and the size of the week ran in an instant, and immediately inhaled the alien yin qi that had just poured into the body, without a trace of discomfort, the nine Xuan Sutra operated, and the evil qi in the body of the pure yin ghost spirit continued to pour into Long Qiong's body like energy, and he couldn't control it at all.

In just a few seconds, the pure yin ghost spirit had been sucked into a human-like existence.

Long Qiong said faintly: "Do you want to be absorbed by me and die now, or do you want to be subdued by me and admit defeat now?"

It was difficult to hide the fear in the eyes of the pure yin ghost spirit, even in the face of the fear that the ghost king had never had, but it appeared at this moment, he couldn't understand why his pure yin ghost qi was absorbed so easily by the person in front of him, could it be that there was a purer yin qi in this world than the yin qi in the body of the pure yin ghost spirit?

However, this thought only flashed for a moment, and he hurriedly shouted: "Master, don't kill me! I am willing to surrender!" (My novel "The Soul of the Moon Dawn Heaven" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner "Add Friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up!)