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readx; Thinking of this, Su Chuan could be sure that Wang Fan of the Qing Immortal Domain must be planning something, or that everything at this moment was exactly what Wang Fan wanted to see, with the strength of their Qing Immortal Domain, even if Wang Fan did not have such ability, it did not mean that others did not. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Chuan's eyes swept away again, and he glanced at the room opposite, it was still pitch black, but in Su Chuan's eyes at this moment, there must be many monks hidden in that room.

In the moment of Su Chuan's contemplation, several monks fought with the monks of the Qing Immortal Domain again, a master of the Great Yuan Infant of the Jiedan, and what was surprising was that they were evenly matched.

The monk of the Ghost Soul Palace, showing the ghostly light, turned out to be faintly born of countless Yin Souls, and these Yin Souls were actually attracting the power of the Yin Moon in the night, and it was this power that made this Ghost Hall monk of the Ghost Hall of the Soul Hall of the Jie Dan realm have the power of the Yuan Infant Master.

The roar came out, making the sound of this place the only sound of fighting in the entire city, and this sound was also constantly attracting more and more Ghost Hall monks to come.

Within a moment, outside this inn, in the courtyard outside Su Chuan's house, there were dozens of more people, and the strength of these people was much stronger than this person, and the soul lamp in their hands was even weaker, as if it would be extinguished with just a sweep of the majesty.

But this kind of soul lamp light that seems to be weak and can't help the wind, even if there is a strong wind, it doesn't seem to be extinguished.

The stronger the monk's soul lamp in the Ghost Hall, the weaker the light of the soul lamp, and vice versa.

Looking at the battle in front of him, Su Chuan's brows furrowed slightly, he could see that that person would soon fall into disadvantage, even if this person used the power of the moon borrowed by the soul lamp, he still would not be the opponent of this Yuanying realm cultivator, they were not Su Chuan, and the difference between them before could not be made up by relying on this alone.

These people are not opponents, I believe that they will soon be the Yuan Infant Cultivators of the Qing Immortal Domain, but what makes Su Chuan frown is that outside the house at this moment, there are already more than ten Ghost Hall Cultivators.

What made Su Chuan even more jealous was that on the body of one of them, even if it was Su Chuan himself, he also felt a terrifying power, it was a monk wrapped in a black robe, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, but the breath that could be emanated from his body turned into a violent rain and spread all around.

In this person's body, Su Chuan felt threatened, looking at the black robe that seemed to be integrated with the night, Su Chuan seemed to see a pair of eyes flashing with a ghostly light under the black robe.

And at the same time as Su Chuan looked at it, he clearly noticed that the ghost light under the black robe was also looking at him, and in that glow, Su Chuan felt a trace of cold killing intent.

For some reason, when he saw this person, Su Chuan had an inexplicable feeling of familiarity, as if Su Chuan had seen this person before.

Suddenly, several screams sounded from Su Chuan's side, but the monk of the Ghost Hall he saw had already been killed by the monk of the Qing Immortal Domain, although he had killed someone, but the monk of the Qing Immortal Domain also seemed to be injured, and his aura was much weaker than before.

He spit out the blood in his mouth, touched his waist and took out a pill and took it, and then came to the other person, and then the two looked at Su Chuan, as if waiting for Su Chuan's mouth.

Su Chuan didn't speak, just nodded slightly at the two of them, and then looked out of the house, and looked at the Ghost Hall monk who could sense the dangerous aura of Su Chuan again.

After this scream, silence returned to the entire inn, and the monks of the Ghost Hall on the opposite side saw one of their companions go, but they didn't make any moves, and even on their faces, they didn't see any expression.

More than a dozen people stood silently in place, without opening their mouths or speaking, as if they were waiting for something.

"Kill them. ”

A moment later, a voice finally came from the void, and this cold voice came from the mouth of the aura monk who made Su Chuan feel dangerous.

Just after this person spoke, those monks of the Ghost Hall finally made a move together, the murderous intent in their eyes flashed, and under the sweep of the soul lamp in their hands, they turned into countless yin souls in an instant, emitting a fierce roar, and rushed towards the house where Su Chuan was.

Immediately after this soul lamp, the figures of those monks also turned into light and rushed over.

"Hmph, a group of meditative cultivators also dare to be rampant. But before Su Chuan could make a move, a cold snort came from his side, but seeing the murderous intent in Lan Nu's eyes, the figure flickered after a cold snort, and he actually rushed out.

And the words in her mouth turned out to be a word that Su Chuan had never heard before.

Meditation!

"Does she know these monks of the Ghost Palace?" Su Chuan was stunned, Su Chuan had never seen the meditation cultivation that Lan Nu said, but at this moment he was sure that Lan Nu was talking about these people.

"What does the Spiritual Cultivation represent, is it a cultivation method or a cultivator, or is it the existence of another kind of cultivation life form like the Demon Cultivator?" Su Chuan's brows suddenly furrowed.

"What is the origin of this Lan girl, she has never been to the Southern Wilderness, but she is a monk who knows this ghost hall. Looking at the back of Lan Nu fighting, Su Chuan was full of doubts in his heart, and his curiosity about Lan Nu's identity became more and more serious.

From the very beginning, he noticed that Lan Nu's identity was unusual, not only because of her exercises, but also because of her breath, which was obviously different from the breath of a monk, in the Earth Spirit Tribe, the ancestor of the Earth Spirit Tribe would rather die by himself than protect this Lan Nu from any damage, which also affirmed Su Chuan's thoughts even more.

At this moment, it also made Su Chuan's doubts even stronger.

In the silent thoughts, the battle between Lan Nu and those few Ghost Hall monks had reached a white-hot stage, and with Lan Nu's strength, she resisted the more than ten Ghost Hall monks.

More than a dozen soul lamps flickered, as if countless ghosts had descended, letting out bursts of roars, rolling up gusts of yin wind, turning into one gloomy force after another, blasting towards Lan Nu.

The goddess of Kelan is endless, constantly with magical light in front of her, whistling and colliding with it.

To deal with these monks of the Ghost Palace, Lan Nu seems to have a special method, so the power she uses is beyond Su Chuan's imagination, according to Su Chuan's cognition, Lan Nu cannot have such a strong strength.

Especially in the face of this ghost hall monk who can borrow the moonlight, not to mention that among these people, four of them have reached the Yuan Infant realm, she fought more than ten ghost monks alone, not only did not fall behind, but also had the upper hand in the faint sense, it seems that in Lan Nu's body, there is a power that can specifically restrain these ghost hall monks.

At the moment when Lan Nu made a move, the black-robed monk suddenly let out a surprise in his eyes, and instantly took his eyes off Su Chuan and fell on Lan Nu, as the aura on his body flickered, as if he had thought of something, the light in his eyes flashed, and he exuded a more cold aura, looking at Lan Nu.

In an instant, a coquettish cry came out of Lan Nu's mouth, followed by a miserable scream, but it was a Ghost Hall monk with the late stage realm of Yu Dan who was killed under Lan Nu's palm.

Then, under the shaking of Lan Nu's figure, another palm fell on another Soul Hall monk in the late stage of the Soul Hall, causing the soul lamp in that person's hand to immediately dissipate, and his breath weakened, losing his combat effectiveness.

Looking at the battle in front of him, Su Chuan did not intervene, and the black-robed monk opposite did not intervene, but Su Chuan knew that the black-robed monk's eyes had fallen on Lan Nu at this moment.

In Su Chuan's opinion, in his eyes when he looked at Lan Nu, there was not only a killing intent, but also a hatred that seemed to have been feuding for a long time, as if this person had seen the identity of Lan Nu.

The murderous aura on his body became stronger and stronger, and the hatred for Lan Nu in his eyes seemed to be unforgettable.

When there were only four monks left in the more than ten ghost halls, this person finally couldn't help it, and the aura on his body suddenly exploded, directly turning into a wave of death intent, like a sharp knife, and instantly rushed towards Lan Nu.

The aura was monstrous, and the aura that rushed out of the black-robed monk was so strong that Su Chuan looked sideways, and even made the pupils of Lan Nu's eyes flash, revealing a sense of horror.

"Hmph, a demon cultivator in the Yuanying realm dares to be so rampant, and he is really looking for death. A loud shout came from the mouth of the black-robed monk, with a slight vicissitudes of life, and in an instant, it spread all around, and the sound rolled, with shock, turned into coercion, and with the sharp knife turned into a dead will, it went straight to Lan Nu.

The breath roared, the yin wind gusted, and the faces of the ghosts constantly changed, with a hideous color, and they let out a scream.

Nothingness is distorted, whistling, this person's strength is so strong, just this breath turned into a bombardment, it is like an unstoppable momentum, at least with the strength of Lan Nu, it is impossible to resist.

"Ghost Hall Yang Monster, it turned out to be you. ”

At the moment when the black-robed monk spoke, the essence of Su Chuan's eyes flashed suddenly, and he looked over in an instant, and he muttered, from this person's voice, Su Chuan finally knew, and finally understood why this person gave him such a familiar feeling.

This person turned out to be the master of the Ghost Hall that Su Chuan had encountered when he was in Tiemuling, the Yang Spirit Monster.

Thinking of seeing the Yang Monster once, Su Chuan's brows furrowed again, it is said that the Yang Monster has always been inseparable, and they are just like one person, but at this time, there is only one person, which is really weird.

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