On Du Acheng's side, there are about twenty monks, and on Zhu Yong's side, there are slightly more of them. However, if he dares to make a move, he must be able to overwhelm Du Acheng with his own self-control, and it is estimated that the monks he brought will be even better in cultivation.

Hearing Zhu Yong say this, Jia Wang couldn't help but glance at the storage bracelet on his wrist.

All the spirit stones mined by Team D are in this storage bracelet. Usually, the spirit stones mined by each team are carried by the team supervisors, and they are paid to the sect when they return to the city.

The reason why it is not concentrated in the hands of Du Acheng alone should also be to prevent the current situation. Once the battle is fought, even if it is defeated, it will not be that all the spirit stones will be robbed, and there will be some left, so it is good to explain to the sect.

"Zhu Daoyou, our Yin Feng Sect and your Black Mountain Sect have always been well water and do not interfere with river water, Zhu Daoyou is doing this, but it will cause two sects to fight each other, please think twice!"

Seeing that his side was at a disadvantage and that there were still thousands of Yin Spirits to protect, Du Ah Cheng delayed as much time as he could, hoping to gain a chance for the better. As for the two evils and the like, it's just nonsense.

Yin Feng City is a city under the jurisdiction of the Desheng Ghost Country, and the Black Mountain City belonging to the Black Mountain Sect is under the jurisdiction of another Netherworld Kingdom, the Huangyan Ghost Country. The two clashing is not a day or two, and there are often fights.

"Senior brother, what nonsense are you talking about with them? The one surnamed Du doesn't know each other, so teach him a good lesson. ”

Without waiting for Zhu Yong to answer, a young man with a grim expression beside him couldn't bear it anymore and said viciously.

"Yes, Uncle Shi, this place is too close to Yin Feng City, let's hurry up and get the spirit stone......"

Another person immediately echoed it.

"What's the matter, Du Daoyou, if you know each other, hurry up and hand over the spirit stone, so as not to hurt the harmony by everyone's hands. ”

Zhu Yong said coldly.

Du Acheng showed a hesitant look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Zhu Daoyou, if you don't do this, I'll give you half of the spirit stone, how about it?"

"Hehe, Du Daoyou is really a miser...... Oops......"

Zhu Yong had the advantage of self-control, and his demeanor was originally very relaxed, but suddenly the light flashed in front of him, and he couldn't help but scream.

But it turned out that Du Acheng actually took the initiative to launch an offensive against him, and a flying sword shining with green luster directly took Zhu Yong's head. Seeing that he couldn't be good, Du Acheng grabbed the first move and wanted to hit Zhu Yong off guard.

It is not easy to really give the spirit stone with both hands and return to the city to be questioned by the elders.

"Fuck Dua Cheng ......"

Zhu Yongwan didn't expect that in such a situation, Du Acheng would dare to attack first, defenseless, seeing the flying sword shooting fiercely, he scolded angrily in his mouth, and then threw the giant pestle in his hand into the air, the black light shone brightly, and he went straight up.

As soon as the two blades clashed in the air, the black light shining on the giant pestle immediately became dim, and with a wail, the Qingmengmeng flying sword shot down the giant pestle, and the castration slowed down a little, still shooting towards Zhu Yong's head.

In the midst of his busy schedule, Zhu Yong raised his left hand, black light flickered, and suddenly a small black shield appeared, blocking the door in front of him, which could withstand the attack of the cyan flying sword. Zhu Yong's footing was unstable, the black mist under his feet churned, and he retreated several steps before he stabilized his figure.

Zhu Yong's cultivation was above Du Acheng, but he was caught off guard, Du Acheng did his best, and in a hurry, Zhu Yong didn't have time to mobilize the mana of his whole body, so he was embarrassed.

The leaders of the two sides were not ambiguous in this battle, and the other monks immediately raised their swords and started a fight.

Zhu Yong's junior brother, the fierce young man, raised a black flying sword, shouted loudly, and slashed at Du Acheng in the air. Zhu Yong steadied his footsteps, scolded loudly in his mouth, waved a giant pestle, and smashed it in the air, which was also a direct attack on Du Acheng.

Among the monks in Yin Feng City, only Du Acheng is the highest, and Zhu Yong's brother is generally thinking, "Capture the thief and capture the king first", and want to work together to take care of Du Acheng first. As long as Du Acheng fails, the other monks will naturally be vulnerable in front of Senior Brother Zhu Yong.

This place is not far from the Windy City, and it is necessary to fight quickly to avoid long nights and dreams.

Among the monks, Jia Wang's cultivation is only average, not as good as most of the monks on the other side. But at this moment, Jia Wang had no choice, stretched out his five fingers, and a blue giant sword appeared, and then swung this giant sword, met it, and fought with a monk from Black Mountain City.

As soon as the monks started the battle, the thousands of Yin Spirits in Yin Wind City were all in disarray, shouting loudly, and fleeing for their lives in all directions. Most of them fled in the direction of Yin Wind City, a few fled for their lives in the spirit mine, and more than a hundred Yin Spirits fled in other directions.

Some of the Yin Souls, who were a little sluggish in their reactions, were blown by the mana wind of the fierce fighting between the two sides, and suddenly screamed, and the soul body burst open, turning into a puff of black smoke, which dissipated in a blink of an eye, and their souls were scattered.

Xu Jin saw that some of the yin spirits were only affected by the mana, and they were immediately wiped out, and he couldn't help but be terrified.

At this time, a monk of the Black Mountain Sect unfolded an object in his hand, which was a black flag, decorated with some white dots, and the flag shone with a strange light, as soon as it was unfurled, it immediately revealed a strong aura of death.

All present were ghosts who had experienced death, and they were all too familiar with this breath. But among them, even the Yin Soul who fought and died in the midst of thousands of troops and horses on the battlefield had never felt such a strong breath of death.

The monk recited the mantra in his mouth, raised the flag, and the flag suddenly burst into flames, rolling up a fierce yin wind, covering all the yin spirits present. In the scream, all the yin spirits that were blown by the yin wind immediately disappeared out of thin air in a strange way, and the next moment, there were many dense points of light on the flags, wriggling and moving.

Du Acheng, who was fighting with Zhu Yong's brothers, shouted angrily: "Zhu Yong, what do you mean?"

Zhu Yong sneered, didn't answer, urged the giant pestle, and stormed forward.

The yin wind swept on the flag, and with a "whoosh" sound, Xu Jin turned into a black light, and was sucked into the flag, and in an instant, he only felt that the endless huge force held him tightly, and he could no longer move a bit, and he was suddenly dizzy and unconscious.

Then the monk put away his banner.

......

Three days later, Zhu Yong and his malevolent junior disciple led a few monks to appear in a valley hundreds of miles southeast of Black Mountain City.

"Senior brother, I have gained a lot of money from this trip. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of the young man's mouth and said.

"Isn't it, let's work hard, snatched more than 100,000 spirit stones from Du Acheng, and all of them have to be handed over, hehe, speaking of which, the reward we got is not as good as the benefits here......"

Zhu Yong smiled and patted a flag in his hand.

"Hehe, their Nine Shadows Sect is not like our Black Mountain Sect, there is a city, and every year in order to buy Yin Soul, it costs a lot of spirit stones. ”

Zhu Yong sneered: "The Nine Shadows Sect has a refined iron ore in its hand, and that is a cornucopia. Without the Shadows, who mines for them?"

The young man said with a smile: "Senior brother is right, if it weren't for that, we wouldn't be able to reap this benefit." ”

As he spoke, the black mist flashed in front of him, and several monks came in the mist.

Zhu Yong stepped forward with a smile and said, "Brother Huaming, don't come to harm, are you okay?"

There were a total of four new monks, and the leader was a hideous man, who saw Zhu Yong and hugged his fists as a salute and said, "Haha, it's Brother Zhu." I heard that Brother Zhu was in the Yin Wind Sect a few days ago, and he made a big profit, which is gratifying. ”

Zhu Yong waved his hand and said, "Sent by the peak, I have to do it...... Brother Hua Ming, inside this flag, there are more than 2,600 Yin Souls, all of which are soul body solidification, which must be able to satisfy Brother Hua Ming. ”

The hideous man smiled: "It's good to say, Brother Zhu is really a believer, and I, Zhao Huaming, will not let Brother Zhu suffer, these spirit stones, Brother Zhu will order a little." ”

As he spoke, the hideous man Zhao Huaming casually threw over a storage bracelet.

Zhu Yong took the bracelet, looked inside, nodded with satisfaction, and handed over the flag in his hand to Zhao Huaming.

Zhao Huaming unfurled the flag, examined it carefully, and nodded with a smile.

"Brother Zhu, thank you!"

Zhu Yong said with a smile: "Brother Zhao doesn't have to be polite, we have been friends for many years, we don't know each other if we don't fight, hehe." If Brother Zhao has any benefits next time, don't forget Zhu. ”

"Haha, each other, if Brother Zhu is good, please inform the younger brother. ”

"This is natural. Brother Zhao, there will be a period later. ”

"There will be a period later. ”

The two sides parted ways.

Zhu Yong and the others flew to the southwest, and the black fog rolled under the feet of Zhao Huaming and the other four people, turning into four black rainbows and heading towards the northwest.

After flying for more than 1,000 miles, a towering mountain gate appeared, and three silver characters were written on the mountain gate with an ancient seal - Nine Hidden Sects!

The hideous big man and the others rode the black mist, went straight through the mountain gate, and flew in, without stopping at all. When the four of them passed through the mountain gate, there was a faint silver light on the door that flashed and disappeared, and the four of them were not stopped.

The Nine Shadows Sect stands in the midst of the steep peaks, and there is no shortage of grass and trees and birds on the peaks, all of which are gray and black in color, no different from other places, and they must all be grass and trees transformed by yin qi.

After flying about 20 miles, I saw groups of houses and buildings, densely built in the mountains and valleys, scattered and scattered, stretching for dozens of miles, and it was also a place with dense ghosts.

The hideous man and the others flew towards the peak of a higher mountain, and at the top of that peak, there was a large group of towering buildings, and the fluctuations of the forbidden power of the magic circle could be felt from a distance, which could be seen that it was also a critical place.

The four of them descended black mist a few feet away from the front of the main hall, and they were down-to-earth.

"Uncle Meng is good, disciple Zhao Huaming asks to see you!"

The hideous man stood outside the hall and reported respectfully.

"It's Senior Nephew Zhao, come in. ”

In a moment, an old voice came from inside the main hall.

"Thank you, uncle. ”

Zhao Huaming bowed and bowed, and led the three disciples into the hall.

A handsome boy greeted him, bowed down, and said, "Uncle Zhao, Master Zu is waiting in the main hall." Please come with me. ”

The boy looked to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he was very immature. However, the body of the Yin Soul cannot be judged by its appearance. This boy may be an old ghost who has existed in the world for thousands of years and has been reincarnated countless times. And the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from his body are not weak, compared to one of Zhao Huaming's three entourage, it seems to be stronger.

Zhao Huaming glanced at him and said with a smile: "Songfeng, cultivation has improved again." The last time I saw you, it was only the sixth order of the soul condensation period, and in just two or three years, I had already entered the seventh order, and with Master Meng, I really made rapid progress. ”

Song Feng hurriedly bowed down and said, "This is all taught by Master Zu and Master. ”

"Hehe, good ......"

Zhao Huaming nodded with a smile.

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