Although the strength of these horse-shaped chess ghosts seems to be much stronger than the armor chess ghosts in the first chessboard, and they wield a human head hammer and have a very strong attack power, but in Meng Xuan's strong strength, they are still hunted in the form of rolling, especially his Tiangang Thunder Method, which is originally the nemesis of such evil things, and it is even more handy and very convenient to kill.

There were less than ten chess ghosts in this group of chess ghosts, but they were beheaded by Meng Xuan in an instant.

"Senior brother, leave a few more for me, so that the younger brother can use this to hone his martial arts......"

Mo Lingzi shouted.

Meng Xuan smiled knowingly, although these chess ghosts are not weak, but for the two of their senior brothers, there is indeed something not enough to kill, so he simply put away his sword and sat on the side to watch Mo Lingzi kill the chess ghosts, and at the same time pay attention to the surroundings and take some precautions.

Mo Lingzi's strength has indeed risen a lot, he has already become the second of the Nine Yin Wind Tricks, the sword goes with the person, the person walks with the wind, the flying sword turns around, and there are two wind blades that appear and disappear from time to time, moving as he pleases, often the enemy catches his flying sword, but he can't catch his first wind blade, catch the first wind blade, but he doesn't know that he still has a second wind blade ready.

In an instant, the four chess ghosts besieging Mo Lingzi were killed by him, and one of the remaining two chess ghosts seemed to see that Meng Xuan was too leisurely next to him, and he really couldn't see it, so he actually left Mo Lingzi and rushed towards Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan didn't turn his head, his palm leaned back, the thunder on his palm shone brightly, and he grabbed the head hammer that he smashed over.

With a hard pull, this chess ghost fell into Meng Xuan's arms like a delicate beauty.

At this time, thunder light had already condensed on Meng Xuan's palm. Dip directly underneath its iron helmet. Pulled out his hedrons.

Mo Lingzi hit the Yin Wind Blade at this time. He also knocked down the last chess ghost and rolled his eyes at Meng Xuan.

Meng Xuan said helplessly: "Look at what I'm doing, it rushed over by itself!"

Just as he was about to leave, suddenly there was a faint flute sound in the air, like crying, ethereal, but weird. With the sound of the flute, Meng Xuan suddenly felt it. There was a strange fluctuation between heaven and earth, subtle, but subtle, spreading out circle by circle, as if the entire chessboard, when the flute sounded, was a little quiet.

"Who has such a leisurely and elegant flute?"

Meng Xuan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and looked towards the center of the chessboard, and the sound of the flute seemed to come from the middle of the chessboard.

"What flute?"

Mo Lingzi was looking at the spar in his hand, and raised his head blankly when he heard the words.

Meng Xuan was stunned: "Didn't you hear the flute?"

"Buzz ......"

Mo Lingzi has not yet answered. Suddenly the ground trembled slightly, behind the jungle. Rumbling hooves rang out.

"Boom la la ......"

Suddenly, a group of people and horses rushed out of the jungle above the stone wall, facing the corner of the wall that was almost 90 degrees, and they rushed down directly on the stone wall, looking at a large area from a distance, there were almost hundreds of people and horses.

"So much, big brother, we have a lot of money......

Mo Lingzi exclaimed in surprise and looked back at Meng Xuan.

But seeing that Meng Xuan had already started running, he shouted as he ran: "A yarn, don't run yet!"

Mo Lingzi came to her senses, and she chased after Meng Xuan.

Since entering the chessboard, Meng Xuan has never seen so many chess ghosts gathered together, this is simply an army, and it cannot be resisted.

Facing a group of troops with the ninefold strength of True Qi, no matter how fat Meng Xuan's courage was, he didn't dare to rush hard.

"Boom......"

Fleeing all the way, I saw that from time to time there were monks escaping from the bushes, running helplessly.

These people are also people who hunt chess ghosts, but they are hunters, but they are driven by chess ghosts, and they are depressed when they think about it.

"Why are the chess ghosts gathering again?"

"How can this be beaten? Do you have to go and arrest people as sacrifices?"

The monks scolded as they ran.

Meng Xuan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then he knew that the chessboard was the second heavy, and there was still this phenomenon.

However, none of them mentioned the flute, but he clearly felt that the gathering of chess ghosts was related to the flute.

Could it be that the sound of the flute is really only heard by oneself?

Thinking about it, I flew away, now is not the time to study this.

Fortunately, although there are many chess ghosts, they are chased and killed in teams, and there are giant trees and rocks in the middle to block it, but the degree of pursuit is not fast. In the face of such a pursuit, as long as you don't fall into the encirclement between them, there won't be much danger. The monks who dared to come to hunt the chess ghost, in addition to disdainful of the pride of human sacrifice, were not bad at cultivation, and they started their own illnesses, and soon left the chess ghost behind.

At this moment, a narrow valley appeared in front of him, allowing only a dozen people to pass side by side.

The monks swept into the narrow valley one after another, and as long as they passed through the narrow valley, it was almost equivalent to escaping.

However, Meng Xuan's heart suddenly froze, and he stopped abruptly, and by the way, he grabbed Mo Lingzi, who was running forward.

"What's wrong?"

Mo Lingzi was taken aback and looked at Meng Xuan in confusion.

Meng Xuan was silent, and looked forward coldly.

In an instant, four or five monks had rushed into the narrow valley ahead.

"Buzz ......"

On the flat ground, which originally looked empty, suddenly eight statues as high as three zhang came out of the ground, these statues were all dressed in ancient costumes, occupying eight corners, and they happened to form a magic circle, and between each other, invisible prohibitions were intertwined, trapping four or five monks in it, if it wasn't for Meng Xuan's timely vigilance, he must have been trapped in it at this time.

"Haha......"

On the other side of the circle, a middle-aged man shaking a white fan appeared, and behind him, there were four or five monks with extraordinary qi, each of whom had a cultivation of the ninth level of true qi, and the second level of this chessboard could be regarded as a powerful force.

The monk shaking the white fan slowly stepped forward, with a humble smile on his face, and arched his hand to the person trapped in the magic circle, and said with a smile: "A few Taoist friends are polite, the Van Shi is planning to visit here, you have worked hard to kill the chess ghosts, and the Van Mou has set up a magic circle here, so you can rest for a while, as for the chess ghost spar in your hand, how about keeping it below?"

The man trapped in the chessboard was furious and shouted, "Who are you?

"You are so shameless, I waited for the birth and death to hunt the chess ghost to get the spade, you want to snatch it?"

The white fan Fan Shimou smiled slightly, and said: "I'm not shameless, the really shameless people are now arresting people, where will they rob the spar like me......?"

"Boom ......"

In the distance, the evil aura is monstrous, and the chess ghost is indeed approaching rapidly.

The monks in the circle were all anxious, and the spars they had worked so hard to obtain were naturally reluctant to give them to others like this.

"That's it, you can take the hedron......"

In the midst of the circle, the monks fell into someone else's net, and had no choice but to admit that they were upside down. In normal times, they may not admit defeat so lightly, but now the chess ghosts are chasing them frantically, and if they catch up and fall into the surrounding group, then the game is really over. So they shook their heads and sighed, and threw out the spars obtained from killing the chess ghost, and threw them all at the feet of Fan Shimou.

Countless spars were piled up in a heap, and there were sixteen or seventeen pieces.

"Haha, even if you are smart, stay in the circle, after three breaths, the circle will solve itself, and if those chess ghosts chase here, there will be almost half a cup of tea time, which should be enough for you to escape!"

Van Shimou laughed, put away the hedron on the ground, and was about to leave with his companions.

"Senior brother, do you want to do it?"

Mo Lingzi squeezed her eyes at Meng Xuan.

"Move!"

Meng Xuan nodded.

This group of monks did not sacrifice people, but risked their lives to hunt chess ghosts, and that alone deserved his rescue.

When the circle appeared, he had been observing the operation of the circle, trying to find a weak spot so that he could break the formation in one fell swoop.

At this time, the observation was almost over, and the thirty-three swords were taken in his hand, ready to break the magic circle.

However, at this moment, the mutation was steep, on the high cliff on the left side of the narrow valley, suddenly there was a strange cry of "goow", accompanied by the shout, a black shadow like a hill jumped down from the high cliff, Weiruo Taishan pressed the top, before it fell, the strong wind had already hit the sand and rocks in the narrow valley, and Fan Shimou and others who were about to leave were shocked, and they took out magic weapons to resist the enemy.

"Boom"

The black shadow happened to stop on the way of Fan Shimou and the others, but it was a huge toad, covered with a heavy armor, like a huge fort, and two yellow-brown eyes bulged high, staring at Fan Shimou and the others with bad intentions.

"Chirp ......"

The most important thing is that on the toad's body, there is a small figure jumping, looking at it fixedly, but it is a squirrel, chirping, jumping around on the toad's head, holding a sign in his hand, with the word "robbery" written on it.

"How could it be these two guys?"

Meng Xuan and Mo Lingzi were dumbfounded, looking at the toad and the squirrel blankly. (To be continued!)

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