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The storm still doesn't stop.

In the darkness, the bright light swept by, it was the magic weapon in the hands of Qingyun's disciples, with the help of the magic weapon glimmer, searching in the wind and rain. This is already close to the periphery of the mountain behind Qingyun Mountain, the dense forest is forested, the ancient trees are thick, the plants are extremely dense, and the weather is extremely bad, the sky is lightning and thunder, the thunder rumbles, from time to time there is a crack lightning from the sky, falling in the forest, often splitting a tree, it is really thrilling.

In front of the power of heaven and earth, the Qingyun disciples, who were a little less skillful, couldn't help but palpitate and tremble. And in the darkness, that little bit of light, it seemed to be like a trembling firefly, flying endlessly, only illuminating the small places around him.

'Boom ......'

On the black clouds in the sky, there was another thunderous explosion, and the people on the ground only felt a buzzing in their ears, and they couldn't help but be shocked. It's been two hours since I searched for the ghost, but I still haven't found any trace of the ghost, and many people have begun to mumble in their hearts, should it be that this demon ran away?

In fact, it doesn't make sense to think about it, as the deputy sect master of the Demon Sect Ghost King Sect, Ghost Li is full of Taoism, although he seems to have been injured by the Zhuxian Ancient Sword two hours ago, but who knows how heavy his injuries are? As long as he is not seriously injured to the point of dying, presumably Ghost Li must also have the ability to sneak away quietly!

This kind of thought secretly echoed in the minds of many Qingyun disciples, but the master was urging and scolding behind his back, and he didn't dare to give up after all, so he had to continue searching. As everyone knows, in the dark depths not far in front of them, Ghost Li was seriously injured from a severe injury to the point of dying, unable to escape, and was crawling in the mud on the ground with the last trace of luck.

In the darkness, someone shouted, 'Stop, everyone!'

This person's voice spread far away in the darkness, and even the thunder in the sky could not overpower his voice, obviously a very profound senior. Ghost Li lay motionless on the ground, letting the rain hit his body, hearing this voice but feeling a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who this person was for a while?

However, it was obvious that the surrounding Qingyun disciples were extremely convinced and respected this person, and almost at the same time as his shouting came out, the Qingyun disciples who heard it immediately stopped, stood in place, and stopped talking. In the wind and rain, the originally noisy and noisy search suddenly quickly quieted down, and there was only the faint sound of wheezing in the woods.

The wind and rain are getting worse!

Someone seems to be listening to something.

Ghost Li only felt a chill suddenly dip into his heart and lungs, and his whole body was cold, and he had a creepy strange feeling. It was as if this strange silence was even more daunting than the shouting and searching just now.

After a while, a voice whispered, 'Father, what's the matter, did you hear something?'

Ghost Li's heart was shocked, but this voice was very familiar to him, it was his former friend, Zeng Shushu, and after a while, he knew who the elder who was commanding this area at this moment was, it was Zeng Shuchang, the first seat of Fenghui Peak, that is, Zeng Shushu's father, and most of the Qingyun disciples who searched for this area were also disciples of Fenghui Peak.

Uncle Zeng has been famous for a long time, and he is really not an ordinary person, in this wind and rain noise, he can still hear a little strange sound from the ghost, but at this moment in front of him, in the dark jungle, he can't see his five fingers, except for the wind and rain, there is no news. Even he himself couldn't help but wonder if the slight strange sound he heard just now was because he had heard it wrong, or if it was caused by the fact that these many people searched together and alarmed some animal to run away.

After pondering for a while, Uncle Zeng frowned in the dark, waved his hand, and said, "All the disciples are separated, lined up, no more than three feet apart, and slowly search forward, without missing a little gap." ’

Ghost Li was shocked, he almost had no chance to escape with such a careful search, and when he was frightened, he only heard Zeng Shushu's voice slightly anxious, and said, "Father, this forest is so big, you have sent all the disciples here to search so intensively, so wouldn't it be impossible to search other places?"

Uncle Zeng often said lightly: "I have a reason, you don't have to say much, go quickly." ’

Zeng Shushu was stunned in the dark, and didn't dare to say more, so he had to turn around and move forward. In the dark, no one spoke for a while, but he saw the bright spots, and slowly moved forward in the wind and rain, gradually turning into a long snake and slowly advancing.

Somehow, the atmosphere in this forest suddenly became a little weird, when there was a noise just now, everyone was excited, but no one was afraid, and at this moment it was so quiet, but somehow it made people feel a little hairy in their hearts.

Because of the magic weapons of the Dao Xing, the glimmer of those magic weapons in the hands of Qingyun disciples generally cannot shine very far, and the brightness is quite limited, but they are connected to each other, slowly advancing, and soon, they are only two zhang away from the place where the ghost is hidden.

'Wait!'

Suddenly, Uncle Zeng often shouted loudly, and dozens of disciples of Fenghui Peak of Qingyun Mountain distributed nearby stopped at the same time, Zeng Shushu was taken aback, and walked to his father's side, with the help of the magic weapon glimmer, Uncle Zeng's face was full of solemnity.

'What's the matter, father?'

Uncle Zeng often has deep eyes, looking directly into the dark depths ahead, but what he thinks is not a ghostly hiding place, on the contrary, he looks at the distant and deep depths of the dense forest at the parallel front.

In the deepest darkness, there seemed to be nothing, and it seemed to be filled with countless demons and ghosts, roaring and dancing in the wind and rain.

'Something ......is wrong' Under the faint light, the wrinkles on Uncle Zeng's face seemed to suddenly become deep, and there was some doubt in his eyes, but he was not a mortal after all, and after years of cultivation, he was determined, and after snorting coldly, he had already made a decision.

'Zheng', with a soft roar, everyone was shocked, Zeng Shuchang actually sacrificed the portable fairy sword, the sword was silver-white, flickering in the dark wind and rain, bright and dazzling, completely different from those Qingyun disciples around.

But when he was silent for a moment, he said in a loud voice: 'I will go ahead, and you will remain the same, and you will still search in a line as I have just said, but you must follow me a mile behind, and do not come near.' ’

Everyone knew that things were a little weird and wrong at the moment, but with Uncle Zeng's constant presence, everyone could be regarded as having the backbone in their hearts, and at the moment they saw Uncle Zeng's face solemn, walking in front of the team with a sword, and everyone around him was still the same, but he kept a distance from Uncle Zeng in front of him, and did not dare to approach.

This strange team continued to move slowly like this.

The strange breath seemed to be in the dense forest on this stormy night, gently gasping for breath......

'Woo...... Woo......'

It was like the wind and rain howling, and it was like a wild beast roaring, but when I was suddenly shocked, I found that it seemed to be my own heartbeat.

That heart seems to be beating faster and faster!

Uncle Zeng's old face reflected the light on the fairy sword, becoming heavier and heavier, and in the depths of the woods in front of him, there was a faint mysterious hostility, although the feeling was a little blurry, and it seemed that he couldn't even be sure whether it was an enemy, but the strange palpitations in his heart still made him unable to despise it.

I haven't had that feeling for a long time, but I still remember the last time, but it seems that it was a hundred years ago, when he, Tian Buyi and a few other people followed Senior Brother Nagato Wanjian to rush into the wilderness and go straight to the lair of the Demon Sect......

But I don't know, Senior Brother Wan, who died young, can be reincarnated now?

Such a strange thought suddenly popped into his mind, and even he himself couldn't help but be a little surprised and amused. He took a deep breath and cheered himself up, somehow, today is really a little different from the past!

'Boom!'

There was another thunderclap, which exploded suddenly, and the power of heaven and earth shook heaven and earth for a while, as if the earth under his feet trembled a few times. Almost at the same time, a bolt of lightning tore through the sky, broke through the clouds, and landed on earth.

Like a sharp blade in the sky, slash to the world!

Everyone was shocked, all the disciples were excited, some couldn't help themselves, and suddenly one of them patronized and looked up at the sky, and when he stumbled under his feet, he actually fell, and in a hurry, he almost scolded angrily. Unexpectedly, when he looked back, he saw that under the electric light of the sky, what he saw was a muddy body in front of him, motionless and lying on the ground.

'Ah......' voice sounded suddenly, 'this, here......

'Wow!' There was a muffled sound, and the disciple's shouting suddenly stopped, but it was just this moment that had already alarmed everyone, and they all turned around and pounced in an instant.

A dark shadow flew up from the ground, but before he could stand firmly, his body was already shaking a few times, and he was almost about to fall. In an instant, more than a dozen magic weapons have come with wind and rain.

Ghost Li's heart was cold, but after all, he didn't want to be still, gritted his teeth and ran forward, but after only a few steps, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, but he couldn't hold on and fell down.

There was a burst of cheers from the crowd behind him, and the first few Qingyun disciples had already caught up, reaching out and grabbing the ghost.

At this moment, suddenly, the darkness in the depths of the dense forest seemed to expand suddenly, like a strange beast roaring silently, and a flash of light flashed in the depths of the darkness.

Uncle Zeng's eyes instantly dilated on the side, and he immediately rushed forward, and at the same time shouted, "Disciples retreat, quickly!"

Before the Qingyun disciples could react, they saw that Zeng Shuchang had already rushed into the darkness in front of him alone, and the fairy sword in Zeng Shuchang's hand was dazzling, but after he trampled into the darkness, he could no longer see the light of his fairy sword, only heard the roar of anger and whistling.

Just when the Qingyun disciples didn't know what to do, a strange figure shot out from the darkness in front of them, and flew towards the place where the ghost fell to the ground, and it was also the Qingyun disciple. With the help of that little bit of light, I saw that this figure was wrapped in black shadows all over his body, revealing only a pair of eyes, and the essence flickered.

The Qingyun disciples shouted loudly, drew their swords and rushed forward, but they didn't expect this person to be extremely high, and he didn't see him stretching out his hand to cast a magic weapon, but he grabbed the nearest Qingyun disciple with his empty hand.

Although the Qingyun disciple was not shocked, the fairy sword magic weapon in his hand was slashed with a sword, and the man in black was silent, ignoring it, and his grasp remained unchanged, and in front of everyone, he grabbed the fairy sword in his hand. Everyone was shocked, and before they could react, they saw that the person shook vigorously, and the Qingyun disciple who was fighting with him had already flown out, and the fairy sword was actually snatched by this person.

This humanity is so high that it is extremely strong. In the darkness ahead, Uncle Zeng often shouted angrily, but he seemed to be entangled by someone, unable to come to the rescue, this strange night, there were many mysterious masters ambushed here.

Although the enemy Dao is extremely high, these Qingyun disciples are all from famous families, not ordinary sect disciples, and under the horror, none of them ran away, but instead took up the magic weapon and rushed forward.

The man in black seemed to be a little anxious and impatient, and with the strength in his hand, the snatched fairy sword suddenly shone brightly, far more than the scene in the hands of the young disciple just now, but he saw the brilliance flashing, the wind roaring, and it was actually slashed down in mid-air, and a grand aura slashed straight towards everyone. All the Qingyun disciples shouted one after another, and they all retreated to meet the enemy. Unexpectedly, although the man's momentum was loud, it was just a bluff, and he forced everyone back a few steps with one move, not to mention fighting, and directly picked up the ghost who was hanging on the ground weakly, I don't know if it was the ghost who had fainted, and flew away to the darkness behind.

Qingyun people were shocked and angry, shocked that this mysterious person killed in Hengli was so high, and angry that the ghost in his hand was robbed again. Ghost Li is a big trouble for Qingyunmen, and because of the relationship with Qingyunmen, Qingyunmen has long had the intention to get rid of this person, and this time he was robbed halfway, where could he endure this breath, and they chased after him at the moment.

After chasing the general, I suddenly heard a whistling, the light flashed, and shot out of the darkness, and in the eyes of everyone, as if this sword was shooting at themselves, they hurriedly paused to meet the enemy. Only Zeng Shushu rushed to fly, and a sword was flicked, but he felt that his palm was shocked, and he couldn't help but take a step back, but the sword was also beaten by him and changed its direction, and it went straight to the sky.

And this delay, the man in black was already like a ghost, holding the ghost and quickly disappeared into the darkness in front of him, and Zeng Shuchang, who was fiercely entangled in the dark, suddenly roared at this moment, and someone in the dark snorted, and blood flashed.

Everyone was shocked, and they didn't know whether Uncle Zeng was often injured or injured his opponent, the teacher was very kind, and he didn't care about it at the moment, and rushed forward one after another. It's just that they are only halfway there, and Uncle Zeng's figure has flashed out of the shadows, landed on the ground, and stopped them, looking at his figure, although he flickered without hindrance, he stumbled a little under his feet, and at the same time gasped for breath in his mouth.

He took a moment to breathe, and immediately whispered, 'The opponent in front of him is extremely high, and there are quite a few of them, so you must not make a mistake!'

Zeng Shushu and other young disciples were all cold, and they never imagined that they would encounter such a situation in this place.

Uncle Zeng often stared at the darkness in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you, why do you care about the affairs of our Qingyunmen?

The wind and rain were fierce, the lightning was thundering, but somehow, the darkness in the depths of the dense forest was so thick that it was like the slightest ink that could not be dissolved.

No one answered Zeng Shuchang's question, only the sound of wind and rain and the wheezing voices of all Qingyun disciples, Zeng Shushu quietly stepped forward and said in a low voice: 'Father, where did they come from?'

Uncle Zeng shook his head slightly, lowered his voice and said, "They deliberately concealed their identities, and they didn't use their own Dao Method, so they couldn't see it for a while. ’

As he spoke, he frowned, raised his voice and shouted, "Aren't you showing up yet?"

The voice echoed far away in the dense forest, but after all, no one answered, and Uncle Zeng often changed color suddenly, stomped his feet and said, 'Oh no, Zhongji!'

As he spoke, he flew up, and the fairy sword shone brightly, but this time it was directly around, and there was no shadow shrouded in it, obviously those people had all retreated, coming like the wind, robbing people and leaving, obviously they had a plan and planned it for a long time.

Zeng Shushu asked Uncle Chang in a low voice while directing the other disciples to continue searching around to see if they could find any clues, and asked Zeng Shuchang in a low voice, "Father, what's wrong?"

Uncle Zeng often had a look of disappointment on his face, and then sighed: "Although the fight just now was hasty, I vaguely feel that these people are not using the Demon Sect Dao Method, and besides, if the people in the Demon Sect save the ghosts, they don't need to hide. But what kind of person is there to save this demon! And there are quite a few of them, and the Tao is so high?'

With that, he frowned and pondered. Zeng Shushu was silent, looked back and looked ahead, only to see a dense forest, the future was dark, where could I see something?

But I don't know, who are those people who robbed the ghost? But no matter what, Zeng Shushu walked forward and whispered to himself, it's always better than falling into the hands of Qingyunmen......

He thought like this, on this stormy night, deep in the dense forest, his mind seemed to recall ten years ago, when he first saw the ghost in Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain.

After a long time, he sighed in the darkness and continued to walk forward. No matter what the future holds, we always have to move forward now.

At the other end of the unknown dense forest, in the depths of the darkness, there was another strange black figure looking at Zeng Shuchang's group from a distance, it was Mr. Ghost.

His eyes seemed to be suspicious at the moment, and he looked very confused, and after thinking deeply, he still couldn't understand it. After a long time, he saw that the search range of these Qingyun disciples was getting bigger and bigger, but the discerning person knew at a glance that this was already a precursor to giving up.

Sure enough, after a while, Zeng Shuchang's voice had already sounded again: 'That's it, you all come back!'

The disciples of Qingyun were obviously eager to hear this, and they all walked back, and Mr. Ghost watched from a distance Uncle Zeng often counted everyone in the field, then turned around and led the disciples to walk in the direction of Qingyun Mountain, and gradually disappeared into this dense forest.

He slowly emerged from the darkness, but his eyes drifted into the distance, looking in the direction of the mysterious group of men in black, staring deeply.

In the wind and rain, a voice seemed to whisper: 'Is there anyone still interested in him......