"What...... What ???" The monk's face turned green: "There are so many people in the Vermilion Bird Palace, only the deity didn't give you the spirit stone, this ...... You remember ???"

"Yes, what's strange?" Xiao Hua said with some pride: "Xiao Mou is stingy all the time, and now he spent a lot of money to get the green green python venom, and someone actually doesn't give the spirit stone, Xiao Mou naturally has to remember, this is not strange! Since you don't need to detoxify, then ...... You must not have been poisoned, but how could you, a tenth-level Qi refining monk, not be poisoned? It's weird to think about, in this way, you can know that you have a problem with just your heels!"

"This ......" the monk laughed a little: "The deity...... Can't the deity not drink spiritual wine like you?"

"This spiritual wine is extremely useful for qi refining cultivators, if you don't drink it, doesn't it mean that you don't need the spiritual energy in this spiritual wine?

"Grandma's~" The monk smiled bitterly: "Of course the deity drank it, of course he knew that this spirit wine was poisonous, but ...... The deity is a ghost cultivator, how can you detoxify it? Mana can naturally see the deity everywhere!"

"Ghost Cultivator???" Xiao Hua Daleng, he has only heard of soul cultivation, but he has never heard of ghost cultivation, his eyes swept away, but when he saw that Huang Tianle was also Daleng, he must not know it like himself.

"What is the ghost cultivator doing?" Xiao Hua asked.

"Hehe, did you tell you this yourself?" the monk clapped his hand, and took out a pennant the size of a palm: "Think about it with your heels, isn't it?"

"Okay~" Xiao Hua did not hesitate, and the samadhi in his hand was full of fire: "Xiao Mou asks one more question, I don't know what grievances you have with the Huang family, can't you let me and other innocent monks go?"

"I'm sorry!" the monk said coldly, "These deities didn't plan to tell you!"

After speaking. The monk waved his hand, and a faint black-green smoke gathered from his body, protecting himself, and then several faint wisps of green mist emitted from the small flag. Hit the wall of fire at the temple gate!

"Hehe, Daoist friend Xiao is transparent?" Xiao Hua waved his hand, and several samadhi true fires flew out, trying to block the green mist. But to Xiao Hua's surprise, the Samadhi True Fire flew through the green mist. The flame was dim, as if it were about to be extinguished!

"It's broken! This guy is not afraid of the true fire of Samadhi!" Xiao Huadeng understood.

Sure enough, the monk sneered: "It's just Samadhi True Fire, although it is rare in the Xiaoyu Continent, but if it is against a ghost cultivator like me, it is just Xiao Chai'er!"

"Go~" Xiao Hua saw that the Samadhi True Fire was useless, and his mind urged. A bit of blue light flew out from the monk's feet, and the sixteen sword lights were like sixteen shuttle shuttles, enveloping the monk from top to bottom.

"Brush brush~" There was a sound, just under the flying thorns that seemed to be chaotic but were actually very orderly. The black-green mist on the monk's body was so strong that his entire body was shrouded in mist, and after sixteen flying swords pierced into the mist, it was as if they had pierced into the air, and there was no obstacle at all, just passing through the mist.

"Huh?" Xiao Hua was slightly startled. Gritting his teeth, "Divide!" When he landed, sixteen sword lights separated again. It turned into thirty-two paths, like a fish shuttling through it, and turned around again, turning around the mist where the monk was.

"Haha~" The monk's laughter raged in the mist: "You are a monk of the Imperial Thunder Sect, and you can actually cultivate the flying sword of the sword, and it is so weird. It's a pity, the power of ghost cultivation is something you can understand?"

"How is this good?" Xiao Hua unconsciously thought of the Buddha's relics again. And at this moment, seeing that the green mist had hit the wall of fire, the flame that was still burning just now was actually extinguished in an instant as if it had been doused with water, and the middle few samadhi true fires that held the ghosts into were also entangled in the mist, and the flames were gradually extinguished......

"Roar~" Outside the hall at this time, there was actually a roar, the sound seemed to come from outside the territory, and it seemed to be full of anger against the world.

"Grandma's, what is the little master Yujian today!" Needless to say, when I heard this voice, I knew that the ghosts outside were afraid to be even more violent, and while everyone in the Vermilion Bird Hall was trembling with fear, Xiao Hua's eyes looked at the human form of the black and green mist, and he thought very puzzled.

This ghost cultivator is not afraid of poison, he has seen through the poison of the nine-headed dove, and even drank it, and he is not afraid of dreams, not afraid of samadhi true fire, presumably Zhenyun Yin, Ye Yang Fan and other magic weapons can not make contributions, Xiao Hua's bottom line has been approached!

"Xiao Huang~" Xiao Hua entered the space with his mind, but unfortunately, Xiao Huang did not wake up.

"Go!" Xiao Hua's mind withdrew, and with a wave of his hand, the thunder in his palm "clicked" out, and then his hands rubbed, and the Great Confinement Technique and the Freezing Technique were all beaten out without mana.

"Huh, you little monk, your mana is actually good!" the monk was a little stunned, but although his tone was a little praised, it had no effect except for the palm thunder that slightly dispersed the mist.

"Click" was another burst of thunder, which seemed to hit the roof of the Vermilion Bird Palace, this sound was so loud that even Xiao Hua was scared and trembled, and obviously, the fog of the ghost cultivation also trembled a few times.

"Could it be that this thunder tribulation is related to ghost cultivation?" Xiao Hua thought to himself: "Is he using the formation of the Vermilion Bird Hall as a thunder tribulation?" Or is he using the ghost to block the thunder tribulation, and he is using the lives and essence blood of the monks in the hall to set up a formation to resist the thunder tribulation?"

But the ghost cultivator obviously didn't let Xiao Hua think about it anymore, only to see him wave his hand in the mist, and the small triangular flag flew into the air, and a thick mist poured out from the small flag, and this mist gave birth to the power of attraction, and many ghosts who rushed into the Vermilion Bird Hall were sucked into it. A gradually louder scream came from the small flag, Xiao Hua opened his eyes slightly to the left and right, and saw the tragic scene, the small flag seemed to be a fist-sized hole, with the inhalation of the green ghost, it gradually amplified, and when it was about a foot long, a cry came from the mouth of the cave!

Immediately, a demon with a head as big as a bucket and a body like a baby crawled out of the black and green gas of the small flag.

"Wow~" The evil ghost cried, a trace of black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and several ghosts screamed and were sucked into the mouth of the evil ghost, and the evil ghost licked his small mouth as if he had eaten, and stood up in the mist.

"Ah~" At this time, not only Xiao Hua could see it, but even ordinary monks could see it, everyone was bluffing their hair upside down, and they looked at the baby standing in the air in disbelief.

The baby is only two feet in size, the bald head is a foot long, the facial features on the head are complete, but they are all dripping with blood, a pair of eyes are only white white, there are no pupils at all, both arms are broken, it seems that blood is still dripping, a cold breath from the baby's body, the surroundings are like ice.

The baby-like evil ghost, the whites of his eyes turned, although he could not see his pupils, but everyone only felt that they were swept by poisonous snakes, and pimples gradually appeared on their skin.

"Wow~" The evil ghost cried again, and without waiting for the ghost cultivator to give anything, he suddenly pounced on the nearest monk......

"Ah......" The monks cried wolf and fled, but the evil ghost was actually extremely fast, one was to catch two male cultivators, those two male cultivators were about eleven layers of qi refining, desperately playing all the yellow talismans, but Zhang Zhang turned into rune paper under the ghost qi, and he couldn't hurt the evil ghost at all, and the evil ghost bit on the arm of one of them with a mouth, "Ah~" The male cultivator screamed, fainted in pain, and the arm was actually bitten off by the evil ghost, "crunch" and ate it bite by bite, just like ordinary people eating lotus roots!

"Haha~ The five evil ghosts really live up to their reputation!"

The evil ghost was really invisible, flying extremely fast, and Xiao Hua thought it was coming at him, and was on guard, but he didn't expect the evil ghost to suddenly rush towards the ordinary monk, a little caught off guard, at this time he heard the voice of the ghost cultivator, raised his eyes to look at Xue Xue who was not far from him, Xue Xue was still calm, just in the Samadhi True Fire, and looked at himself calmly, "That's it, if this ghost is not cultivated, Xue Xue and I will not be able to save their lives!" Xiao Hua thought about it, his body flashed, and he rushed towards the ghost cultivator, shook his hand, and took out the heavy sword from the space!

"Hehe, although the deity is a ghost cultivator, but the strength is equivalent to the golden pill of your Taoist sect, you are a foundation building monk, and you dare to challenge?" The ghost cultivator laughed wildly in the mist, pointed his hand, and several mist flew out like an arm, rushing towards the samadhi true fire around Xiao Hua's body, the sound of "zilala", the samadhi true fire in the mist, gradually extinguished, Xiao Hua's body began to be revealed!

"Ga~" With the sound of a phoenix, Xiao Hua's phoenix law body flew out, and the law body of more than twenty zhang protected Xiao Hua, and suddenly flashed his wings, and several fogs were actually fanned a lot darker?

"Huh, you actually have phoenix blood?" When the ghost cultivator saw it, he said strangely: "But this Dharma body ...... How can there be a netherworld aura?"

"Let's eat the master's sword!" Where would Xiao Hua answer him, seeing that the distance was almost there, he immediately urged Ming Lei to escape, and the "booming" thunder was triggered, and it instantly flew to the side of the mist of ghost cultivation.

"Hmph, your weird flying sword can't stab the deity......" The ghost cultivator was obviously a little arrogant, and the sound of "Peng" was just hitting the mist.

"Ah~" A scream, a stream of green blood droplets spurted out of the mist: "You...... How can this magic weapon of yours hit the deity?"

"Eat the sword again!" Xiao Hua encouraged the phoenix law body and grabbed it in the air from top to bottom, while he raised his right hand again and struck down with a heavy sword......

"Strange ......" A tooth-barren-like sound came out of the mouth of the ghost cultivator, and the evil ghost who was sweetly eating the flesh and blood of the monk listened, reluctantly took the monk's corpse in his hand, and flew over quickly, pounced on Xiao Hua's back.

"Go!" Immediately after hearing the ghost cultivator's loud shout, a large green mist rushed out and hit the chest of the phoenix's law body......