The ghost didn't expect to encounter such a situation in this place.

A man who had cultivated all over his body, holding an extremely extraordinary long sword in his hand, came to confront a monk who ascended to the Immortal Realm.

This situation made him feel ridiculous, so his miserable laughter rang out: "Hahahaha, giggles, what did I see? A mortal who has not cultivated! Even if you have the Heavenly Dao Supreme Treasure in your hand, you can't control it, what's the difference between it and Fan Tie!"

Facing the ridicule of the ghosts, Nanaya didn't open his mouth to refute a few words, he walked in front of everyone silently.

Baili Xiange once again, once again saw the back of Qiye, whenever there was a huge predicament, she could always see the back that was not broad.

It's really tiring like this. Even Baili Xiange himself felt tired, why did Qiye insist on doing all this.

He could have let go and leave, leaving her in front of the other party's almost invincible enemy.

"I used to be a sword cultivator, as a person who ascended to the Immortal Realm, you shouldn't know the principles that a sword cultivator abides by, right?"

Li Ghost's face showed disdain, he felt hypocritical and disgusting when he thought of the guidelines that Jian Xiu adhered to, he had too many reasons to feel disgusting, such as sword righteousness, and for example, eliminating evil and defending the way, and there were many more.

"Then the cultivation of your body, I'm afraid it was also abolished when you adhered to the sword cultivation standards. ”

Because of disgust, the ghost couldn't help but say a few more words to the dying man, and his words were full of ridicule, like thorns hitting the heart.

Their conversation made the surrounding villagers of Baili Village uneasy to hear, and only the newly become monk Baili Xian Song could vaguely guess something from their conversation.

There were already some doubts and speculations, but it was confirmed in the mouth of the ghost that Qiye was originally a monk.

This can also explain why he has a brilliant heart trick, why he can help her successfully practice the magic trick, and why he let them go first.

"Do you know the magician Ixiang?" Suddenly, Nanaya interrupted the ghost's words, like a rock that suddenly appeared, making the other party's heart stagnate.

Seven Nights' words made a lot of interesting looks on the faces of the ghosts, many of them had seen on those demon cultivators, and some had appeared on the righteous monks.

"How did he know that I had escaped here from the hands of the Magician, could it be that he was also one of the top masters and was ordered by the Magician to capture me?"

"No, it's not. Since he abides by the principles of sword cultivation, how can he be a demon cultivator. Besides, I'm just a fairyland, and I don't need a magician to do it. ”

"So, he asked me what he meant by this, whether it was temptation or intimidation, and what he wanted to do!"

Looking at the change in the expression on Li Ghost's face, Qiye didn't know how much of an impact his words had on him. He took a step forward and distanced himself from the Hundred Miles Song behind him.

Distanced from Baili String Song means that the distance with the powerful ghost is one step closer.

"So, looking at your expression, do you also know the Demon Emperor Haocang?" Qiye smiled and took another step forward.

He took this step more easily, as if he was catching up with an old friend, and seemed to tell some kind of understatement.

It's just that the owner of this story, two characters who are both famous in the Demon Road, makes the story itself extremely heavy, at least that's what the ghost thinks.

"Then ......" Nanaya said with a low brow, his gaze shifting from the scenery to his arm and from the arm to the back of his hand.

What he held in his hand was the Sword of the Evil Remnant Star that he had been with him all along, and he had not discarded or abandoned it at any time.

The pitch-black long sword that once saved him and Jin He Xi in the prison realm, as well as the life of the black ball, its color is still so restrained and profound, and when it is not inspired, it is like a thick and thick mountain stone, and it is the most loyal companion.

When Qiye's gaze finally fell on the sword body, the pitch-black long sword, which had no luster, suddenly reflected light in the depths of his pupils.

It wasn't the light refracted by the sword, it was a glint hidden in the eyes of the seven nights!

"Out of the sword! Sword Fourteen Style!" The scene where he was called to use the Sword Fourteen Style to deal with the ghost thief fire by the fire tonight was replayed in Qiye's mind again, so he swung his sword extremely naturally.

The Sword of the Evil Remnant brought a strange arc in the air, like a line of a river that was blocked by a reef and then evacuated, bypassing the biggest obstacle.

The biggest obstacle in Qiye's heart was the height that few people had ever reached, and it had also become a mountain in his heart that he could not look up to.

And now, after leaving Jinhexi, he finally took out his sword again, just like Gu Xihan and Yun Qianlie who chose to play the sword in the ring of the Demon Suppression Conference. Sword cultivation pays attention to conformity.

Even if there is no cultivation, even if the other party stands at a height that he can't reach now, he doesn't have to think so much, just take out the sword!

The ghost didn't expect that Qiye would use his sword at this time, even if he had already prepared for the other party's possible sword, he didn't expect it to be now.

When his heart was still turbulent because of the two names that Seven Nights had spoken, the Sword Fourteen Style, which was prompted by the Evil Remnant Star Sword, had already been handed over from Seven Nights' hands.

The simplest moves, the most pleasing sword intent, hearty and wonderful.

"Poof!" At this moment, the sound of the sword piercing into the chest was even more obvious than the breathing of the people around him.

The ghost raised his head and looked at the seven nights that were close at hand, and couldn't believe that a sword cultivator who had cultivated to nothing could still send a sword into his chest.

That sword, that sword just now! It was not a sword, it was even just a simple line that appeared between heaven and earth for no reason, seemingly simple but with countless solutions, and countless solutions in short, there is no solution.

This is Qiye's sword fourteen style that broke through the shackles in his heart and further refined after his cultivation was lost, and he succeeded.

"Giggles, did you succeed? It's not time to cheer yet. Suddenly, the fierce ghost, who was supposed to spit blood from his mouth and then lose his life, suddenly raised his head, his hand firmly grasping the evil remnant star sword that was piercing his chest.

Regardless of the gurgling blood oozing from his chest or his hands, the ghost smiled like a ghost, and his pale face and scarlet blood made many people close their eyes.

Nanaya frowned, his sword was on the other party, and he was firmly grasped by the ghost with his hand. I don't know why he did it, but the ghost's laughter always gives people a bad premonition.

Then, with a smile and a laugh, the gray clothes on his body gradually faded and became as black as a sword.

His face also quickly turned gray, as if he had just been drilled in a coal pile, and his thin but fleshy face instantly withered like firewood.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and soon appeared from another direction, and Qiye's face suddenly changed, because this direction came from behind him, from Baili Village, where he wanted to stand up and protect.

"How's it going, how is my Hundred Corpses Substitution Technique?" "The ghost grabbed Baili Xiangge's neck with one hand, and he looked at Qiye who turned around, his face full of banter and contemptuous smiles.

No matter how good the swordsmanship is, the sword cultivation without cultivation is like a bird without feathers, which cannot be tossed.

Qiye wanted to draw his sword, but the Sword of the Evil Remnant Star was firmly grasped by the Hundred Corpses Substitution Technique of the Powerful Ghost, as if it had taken root in it, and it couldn't be pulled out.

The ghost laughed and laughed enough, he didn't have the energy to entangle with such a sword cultivator who was already a waste, since he had captured this peerless genius who was blessed by heaven and earth in the transformation place, he still had a plan to carry out.

A hand reached over, and before Seven Nights could resist it, it was imprinted directly on his chest.

Baili Xiangge's eyes widened, almost unable to believe the scene in front of him, and the ghost made a palm imprint on Qiye's chest, and then a black aura appeared on his face.

"Hit my black death seal, you have no way to live, this is the end of those who dare to offend me, just wait for me to die slowly!"

The ghost laughed arrogantly, and in his laughter, Qiye slowly fell backwards, and only the heart-rending cry of the Baili String Song became the most absolutely miserable depiction in this picture.

"No! no, it shouldn't be like this!" Baili Xiange saw that Qiye was slapped on the chest by a powerful ghost, and watched him fall in front of him, and he felt powerless.

How could this person who has always stood in front of him and resisted difficulties and obstacles fall so easily?

It was I who brought all the calamities, including the murder of my father, Baili Yun, the turmoil in Baili Village, and the death of Seven Nights!

Baili Xiange felt that with the fall of Seven Nights, the world seemed to be dark, and something was being sucked out of her body, before it could sprout.

"Don't worry, when I take you back, you will soon be able to meet!" The ghost twisted the jaw of Baili Xiange with his other hand, laughed evilly, left those villagers and Mo Ping, and flew away.

The backers were gone, and the villagers of Baili Village were not wiped out, and Mo Ping seemed to feel their eyes, and once again showed his skilled running skills.

Some people wanted to go up to inspect the situation of Qiye, but when they found that in the place where Qiye fell, the surrounding circle of green grass had begun to turn black, as if it had been infected with poison, and no one dared to approach it.

Not only that, but the scope of the black zone is expanding over time, and there is a tendency to spread to the village.

"Let's go, let's get out of here, find a new place, and settle the big guy first. "It was the old village chief who spoke, Baili Xiange was taken away and died in seven nights, in such a situation, he was the only one who could hold up the beam.

No one spoke, and all the villagers of Baili Village silently packed up their things and began to look for a suitable place to live outside the Bede Mountain.

In this battle to defend Baili Village, they won, and they also lost.

Won the village of Huajia, won the head of the village of Huajia Village, Mo Ping, and kept the original Baili Village;

In the sky, clouds of pale cyan colors, like smooth mirrors, appeared in the originally clear blue sky.

It's not that I feel that the sky here is really dark, because those sudden clouds block the original dazzling sunlight.

The sky has changed, at a time when no one thought about it.