That grim man was none other than Murong Hanxing, who Gu Zichen was looking for. At this time, Murong Hanxing's face was cold, and he looked at the twenty women opposite, without any fear.

The woman on the other side, ten years old, with a frosty face, looked at Murong Hanxing and suddenly reprimanded: "Are you looking for death?"

As soon as the words fell, suddenly a murmuring sound like a voice from the sky resounded in the ears, almost instantly, an ancient clumsy coercion swooped down, Gu Zichen looked at it from a distance, but saw a simple atmosphere, solemn and heavy Gu Ding phantom slowly turned, floating above the heads of all the women.

The Gu Ding Phantom was ten zhang in size, like a house, and as soon as it appeared, it filled the entire sky, with a stream of scorching air, blowing towards the cold little ghost, and before it got close, the surrounding air seemed to be deformed.

Gu Zichen was surprised, and looked carefully, the phantom tripod didn't know what kind of material it was forged, although it only showed a phantom, but it was thick and abnormal, like a mountain, giving people an unbreakable illusion.

The surface of the phantom of the ancient tripod is engraved with complex graphics, as if the totem sacrifice of the primitive people of the Chinese country, the painting style is rough, the lines are simple, but there is an indescribable sense of roundness, and the whole ancient clumsy tripod is round and integrated, close to it.

From Gu Zichen's point of view, there seems to be a deep sea of flames in the ding, blue and white, the fire is steaming, and from time to time it spews out a large flame ball.

However, Murong Hanxing's expression only moved slightly, his hands quickly pinched, and he spit out indescribable words in his mouth, his voice was cold, as if he was casting a spell for the first time, a little clumsy and intermittent.

However, as Murong Hanxing's law decision sounded, more than a dozen little ghosts in front of him, with their teeth and claws, and in the collision of sharp fangs, they let out a crisp low sound, as if they were walking around each other reluctantly, but their bodies were fast, almost an afterimage floated by, and more than a dozen little ghosts formed a five-element position.

As soon as the standing position was formed, the little ghost let out a sharper roar, looked up at the sky, and with an indomitable heart, the sound shook the four fields.

The scream with a wave of ripples, swept away, and the ancient clumsy phantom shadow Dading, which was originally rushing violently, was forced to be reversed by the impact of the screaming air waves, and only then did it stop its body.

After the scream, more than ten little ghosts actually began to dance hand and foot, dancing in place, with the wielding of the little ghost, bursts of ghost energy emanated from the little ghost, and after a while, on the top of the little ghost's head, there was a ghost flag.

The ghost flag is three zhang in size, fluttering in the wind, exuding a deep white frost outward, like a cold pool standing in the air, bubbling out with an icy air.

On the top of the banner, there is a pitch-black ghost head engraved, the ghost head occupies almost the entire banner surface, grinning, looking at the virtual shadow of Gu Ding in the distance, as if there is aura.

"Look for death!"

The twenty women, all of them had a fierce complexion, and the leopard woman led by the leopard pattern turned her hands and pressed towards the floating Da Ding, and suddenly, Gu Ding exuded a scorching flame, like the sun in the sky, and shot towards Murong Hanxing again.

"Up!"

Murong Hanxing's face was calm, and with a soft drink, the ghost head on the ghost banner suddenly opened its bloody mouth, and spit out a mouthful of ghost liquid towards the Illusory Shadow Gu Ding who was pressing down, and the ghost liquid rose into the air, and in the blink of an eye, it actually flew to the sky that was a thousand meters high.

The ghost droplets spun around, and suddenly seemed to burst open, turning into countless black raindrops, like black rain falling towards the Illusory Gu Ding.

The Illusory Ancient Ding was also not inferior, and countless fiery red flames erupted from the huge mouth, emitting a scorching high temperature, rising into the sky. Suddenly, the flames were entangled with the black rain, the black rain continued to erode the flames, and the flames kept baking the black rain.

The confrontation between the two was comparable, and the alternating hot and cold aura emanating from all around, Gu Zichen, who was far away, looked at the waves in the air, with a hint of horror in his eyes, and Liang Yunxin beside him was also slightly white.

From this, it can be seen that the place of confrontation is estimated to be like summer and winter, constantly intertwined, and the body is slightly weak, which is the end of death.

The expressions of the twenty women were obviously stagnant, and they didn't expect that the dozen or so little ghosts of the God Cultivation Realm that Murong Hanxing had temporarily summoned would be so powerful that they blocked their own pressure box bottom array in the air

The woman in charge raised her eyebrows, snorted lowly, and suddenly poured the mana in her body into the phantom Dading in the air.

Suddenly, the quaint Dading, the body of the Ding trembled, the fiery red gas at the mouth of the Ding was released, and countless flames seemed to be endless, surging towards the sky.

Almost in five or six breaths, in the entire canopy, the flames hooked up with each other, forming a curtain of flames that stretched across the entire sky, dividing the entire sky in two.

The ghost rain that fell from the ghost liquid had not yet arrived, and almost in the blink of an eye, it was evaporated by the flame curtain.

The quaint Da Ding took advantage of the momentum to pursue, the Ding body went up into the air, the Ding mouth suddenly spit out here, and a majestic fire quickly erupted, dripping and turning, turning into a fiery red ball.

The ball quickly pounced on the ghost liquid floating in the air, and the ghost liquid did not react, it was sucked into it by the ball, and suddenly it was cold and intertwined, the fiery red ball and the ghost liquid were entangled with each other, and between a dozen breaths, the two exploded in the air with a bang, and they both died together.

After the Illusory Shadow Gu Ding eliminated the ghost liquid spit out by the ghost head, his spirit was shocked, accompanied by countless flames, the Dingkou flipped over, and the Dingkou went down, and with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing the top, he quickly pressed down to the Murong Hanxing below.

At this time, the phantom Gu Ding seems to have a mysterious atmosphere, ancient and generous, making it difficult for people to have blasphemy.

Murong Hanxing's expression was cold, and his slender hands were raised to the ghost flag floating in the air, and in an instant, the ghost flag flew in the air, and the ghost head above the ghost flag suddenly broke out, and the entire ghost head was filled with black smoke, with a screaming sound, and went up to the Gu Ding who was floating down.

"How is that possible?" Gu Zichen's face was shocked, as if he had seen a monster.

Although Liang Yun's heart was speechless, a pair of wonderful eyes kept flashing, indicating the unrest in his heart.

You must know that the magic weapon has a spirit, it is a real magic weapon, even if the mutated magic weapon has never appeared in such a recent situation, for a while, Gu Zichen couldn't help but have doubts about Murong Hanxing's origin.

The ghost head rose into the air, the fangs were exposed, the whistling sound, and the long black hair slapped the back of his head, and the head that was originally only Zhang Xu Fangyuan became three zhang in the blink of an eye.

With the screams of the ghost head, a cloud of ghost liquid spewed out from its huge mouth, almost in a flash, and above the entire canopy, countless ghost liquids were diluted and connected into a piece, turning into a gloomy black lake.

The lake seemed to have a spirit, facing the phantom of the ancient tripod that was falling down, surging up in an instant, and almost in an instant, the entire ten-zhang phantom ancient tripod was wrapped in the black lake.

Suddenly, a huge black cocoon floated in the air, and as far as the eye could see, a flash of fire flashed in the black cocoon from time to time, but it was quickly extinguished and disappeared.

Under the fight between the two, the entire black cocoon kept flickering and changing, moving rapidly above the entire canopy, Gu Ding kept struggling, and the black ghost liquid kept shackling, and suddenly, a loud roar sounded, and the black cocoon sinked up and down, swaying from side to side, extremely intense.

The twenty women and Murong Hanxing were even more cautious, constantly injecting mana, trying to break the tug-of-war in one fell swoop and occupy the active position.

Suddenly, the black cocoon exploded, and a fiery red light pierced the barrier of the black lake, like a scorching sun hanging in the sky, arrogant.

The heroic leopard-print woman, looking at the ghost head in the air and Murong Hanxing, whose face was still calm in the distance, suddenly pointed at the illusory Gu Ding, and a white light flashed at the mouth of Gu Ding, sucking all the flames that wrapped Gu Ding into the Ding.

Gu Ding slid around, floating above his head, the woman's face was frosty, and she looked to the right side of Murong Hanxing.

But seeing that there was nothing in the original place, Gu Zichen and Liang Yunxin appeared in Murong Hanxing's place of about ten zhang, the two of them looked calm, Gu Zichen signaled to Murong Hanxing's forehead, and then turned his head to look at the twenty women.

"Who are you? Do you want to meddle in the fight between us? The leopard-print woman looked fearless, and there was a hint of threat, but in her heart she regretted it.

The cold man who fought with him before, who fought with his own side with only one person, now there are two more.

Moreover, the leopard woman has a spirit beast, which can vaguely measure the enemy's combat power level, and as soon as the two approached just now, the spirit beast had already discovered the two of them, and transmitted a dangerous signal to herself, so the leopard woman did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and quickly recalled the phantom Gu Ding in case of accidents.

"Han Xing, why did they have a conflict with the other party, could it be that they look at you alone and want to take advantage of the fire to rob you?"

Liang Yunxin just stood with his head up, with an outstanding demeanor, looking at the twenty women opposite with a curious look, but most of his eyes fell on the leopard-print woman who was the leader.

The leopard print woman is not only powerful, but also has an excellent figure, and the arc of her entire body is convex and concave against the background of a leather coat, even Gu Zichen inadvertently just now, her eyes always fell on her body, and she couldn't extricate herself.

"Zichen, I took the initiative to stop them, I suspect that Wen Yinan has also come to the secret realm, and there should have been contact with them. ”

Murong Hanxing had a cold personality and rarely spoke, but as soon as he spoke, Gu Zichen's complexion changed greatly.

Gu Zichen looked at Murong Hanxing, who had a solemn expression, and was sure that the other party was indeed very sure, and his mind turned a few times, Huo Ran looked back at the twenty women on the other side, and with a flip in his hand, a portrait appeared, and the person who painted the portrait was Wen Yinan.

"Have you seen this woman before, and where is she now?"

Gu Zichen's tone was slightly stiff, but a sense of urgency was self-evident.