Yang Zhao was on guard, knowing that the demon sect demon in front of him was weird, but after a closer look, he still couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, only to see that the five gradually growing figures were five ghosts with different descriptions, but the same hideous appearances, or bloody mouths, or fangs and sharp teeth, and a fishy and filthy breath came to his nose.

In less than a while, these five ghosts had grown to a giant that was half a body taller than Yang Zhao, and behind them, the old demon of Yuehua had a strange magic seal in his hands, and he dotted or patted on the silver skull, shaking from time to time, and those ghosts moved accordingly, obviously controlled by this old devil.

At this moment, it seemed to be lined with the silver light emitted by the skull, and even the eyes of the vampire old demon seemed to be a little shining, only to hear him sneer, the ten fingers of his hands suddenly tightened, and with a "hiss" sound, he firmly strangled the silver skull.

Almost in line with his movements, the eyes of the five huge ghost creatures suddenly lit up, and they let out a deep and fierce gaze, and at the same time raised their heads and howled to the sky.

"......Uhh

Yang Zhao's body shook violently, and his consciousness was almost snatched, only to feel that the ghosts around him flickered, and the sound of the ghost crying was like a cone piercing his ears, straight into his head, and the pain was unbearable.

The five ghost creatures raised their heads to the sky and howled, and after a while, they actually pounced together, the wind was howling, and Yang Zhao tried his best to hide backwards, narrowly avoiding this blow.

But before he could calm down, the five ghost creatures attacked together, and in the howl, they actually plunged their ghost claws into the ground together.

Yang Zhaoren was in mid-air, holding the Void Sword tightly in his hand, and his heart was a little calm, and the Void Sword seemed to feel something. A pale blue glow lit up, and it grew brighter.

It just didn't wait for him to think about anything. The five ghost creature plunged deep into the ground, as if they were holding on to something. In the midst of a long howl, the wind suddenly rose, and the whole ground was torn up.

But what is even more terrifying is that from the underground, countless yin spirits of all sizes flew out of the ground, flying towards Zhang Xiaofan, and surrounded him in the blink of an eye.

A sneer appeared on the old demon of Yuehua's mouth, but then he frowned again, because he was afraid that this young man was only afraid of his abilities, so he didn't use his housekeeping skills at first. Instead, he used another set of proud spells that he had cultivated over the years, the Five Ghost Imperial Spirits. Using the five life ghosts refined by their own spirit as a medium, all the dead ghosts within ten miles of the vicinity were forcibly detained, and then refined with the art of powerful ghosts, and all of them were stored in the silver skull staff as yin spirits that greed for the flesh and blood of living beings.

But although the Taoism of this Taixu Sect disciple is not low, he doesn't seem to have practiced any forbidden techniques, could it be that he is wrong? Or did those guys casually point out a substitute ghost for themselves in order to survive? Yuehua Old Demon was thinking in his heart, and suddenly he seemed to feel something, and his body shook. Look up.

I saw that Yang Zhao, who had been surrounded by countless white ghosts and ghosts, could not see his figure, and suddenly, in the eyes of the heavy white shadows and ghosts, there was a faint and dark blue light. Through countless yin spirits, it shone out.

The voice seemed to tear something apart. Crisp and loud.

The night on the island is even darker. At this moment, even the glimmer of the moon is gradually gone.

Lonely and bleak in the night. There was a faint howl.

Even the waves on the distant sea seem to be surging gradually.

That cold feeling crept through my heart.

......

......

The Void Sword suddenly brightened, and the originally pale white sword body, like a demon who had suddenly woken up, opened its eyes.

In an instant, a cold and violent aura spread from Yang Zhao's body, and countless Yin Spirits actually flew up in horror, flying in fear.

The old demon of Yuehua in the distance frowned, his face gradually became solemn, and he whispered to himself: "What a heavy evil spirit......"

The five huge life ghosts howled in unison, their bodies flashed, and a few "instigations" soared into the air, landing around Yang Zhao, surrounding him in the middle, and at the same time, the ghost claws tore into the air, and the sharp sound suddenly rose.

The Yin Spirit, who was still panicked because of the mysterious aura on the Void Sword, suddenly paused in the air at this moment, and Yang Zhao clearly saw that many of them had a painful look on their faces that had transformed into human shapes, but after an instant, they became ferocious again.

"Yikes!"

The terrible ghost roared, breaking through the air, and countless Yin Spirits turned around and descended, rushing towards the only flesh and blood body in the field.

Yang Zhao gasped, and saw white ghosts all over the front, back, and left, and right, coming one after another, and he was overwhelmed.

Just before he could parry a few times, he saw a ghost shadow in the sky, which pressed down like a thick cloud, forcing him back to the ground.

Yang Zhao gritted his teeth to support, and the purple void sword intent came out of his body, bursting out with purple light, and the sword qi was three feet away, and it instantly shone as bright as day.

And at this moment, Yang Zhao suddenly felt a pain under his feet and was taken aback, looking down, only to see that in the soil under his feet, two huge ghost hands suddenly stretched out, firmly grasping his feet, and the ghost claws were sharp, almost piercing into the blood. And around, there were originally five life ghosts just now, but now there are only four left.

Countless Yin Spirits in mid-air cheered in unison, screaming and swarming, and the greedy mouths seemed to be right in front of them.

Yang Zhao's face was pale, his muscles seemed to be a little distorted, he endured the severe pain, his right hand knot trick slashed in front of him, and the Void Sword churned out from his hand within three feet, and with a "woo" sound between his two hands, a wall of light flashed, faint purple light, flashing again and again.

I only heard a "boom", a pillar of thunder fell from nothingness, and the few yin spirits that rushed down first couldn't retract their momentum, and they hit the purple thunder light, and they didn't even scream, but they turned into light smoke and dissipated.

At the same time, Yang Zhao's body shook again, and he looked down, only to see that the ghost claw was like a sharp blade, which had already cut through his skin, and bright red blood flowed out and dripped on the silver ghost claw.

The smell of delicious, sweet, and blood suddenly emanated in the air.

Yang Zhao was stunned for a moment.

The countless yin spirits flying and screaming all over the sky were also stunned.

The light on the Void Sword also seemed to shake slightly, as if it was the breath connected to Yang Zhao's bloodline, and it was stimulated.

A moment later, countless Yin Spirits rushed down with a shout. Rush towards the luscious flesh and blood. It's just that in that cold wind, someone raised his head and roared.

The Void Sword fell within three feet. Yang Zhao grabbed it, and then ignored the yin spirit above. His eyes widened, and there was a faint red light flickering in his eyes.

The sword intent came out, roared in one go, and went up!

Then it went down again!

Through the ghost's claws, and through his own blood!

Red blood, attached to the purple sword body, quietly seeped in.

The purple light on the Void Sword suddenly lit up together.

"Pounce!". Deep underground, there was a muffled sound.

All the Yin Spirits above suddenly stopped, their faces frightened, just like the legendary demon that burned the Yin Soul in front of them.

In the darkness, it seemed that only the light of the Void Sword flickered

In the distance, the purple skull in the hands of the old demon of Yuehua. Suddenly, there was a low crunch sound, and on the right-hand side, a piece suddenly shattered.

Yuehua's old demon's face changed greatly, and Huo Ran raised his head. This young man actually broke one of his five ghost spirit arrays.

And now, the four ghosts who are missing a corner obviously can't control so many yin spirits, and gradually some yin spirits have escaped.

The ground around Yang Zhao. Suddenly, it sank into the ground, half a foot deep. And the ghost claws that were grasping at his feet slowly loosened. Turned into blood and seeped into the ground.

It's just that before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he only heard the sky full of yin spirits roaring in unison.

He was frightened and was about to resist, but he saw that the countless yin spirits were actually scattered and fled, only to see white light flickering, ghosts roaring again and again, yin spirits flying, and silver light flashing.

The silver light that rushed through the countless white yin spirits, like lightning and light, flashed skulls, had arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Yang Zhao was about to jump up, but there was a pain in his feet, which involved the wound he had just suffered, and his body was unstable, so he couldn't dodge.

Seeing that the silver skeleton opened its mouth and bit it like a demon, Yang Zhao was frightened, and the Void Sword was blocked in front of him.

But I saw that between the lightning and flint, a withered hand stretched out of the mouth, Huo Ran grew three feet, and his five fingers became claws, and he grabbed him heavily on his chest.

Yang Zhao's body was shocked, and in an instant, he only looked at the ghost hand, and the originally dry skin suddenly became full as if blood poured in.

Instantly, his mind was dizzy, and he only felt that the blood veins in his whole body were churning together, and they all flowed backwards to the wound on his chest.

Seeing that Yang Zhao was controlled by him between the palms of his hands, he couldn't help laughing, shouted, stretched out his arms, and lifted Yang Zhao's body into the air, shouting: "Stinky boy, take your life!"

Yang Zhao was caught in his hands, and his blood veins flowed backwards all over his body, and he was in pain.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and he could only use the last of his strength to fight to the death, and the void sword was headed towards the skeleton, but it had no strength, like a floating feather

After all, the old demon of Yuehua was a monk in the Yuan infant stage, and he didn't pay attention to this bit of Taoism at all, snorted, but secretly thought in his heart: This young man has nothing else, and the Taoism is only average, but his swordsmanship cultivation and the long sword in his hand are very strange, and he will suck his blood dry after a while, but he will take this long sword back to take a good look

At this moment, the Void Sword landed on the hand he was holding on Yang Zhao's chest.

The purple sword body slashed through the skin that was sucking blood rampantly at the moment.

The blood under the skin, as if calling for something?

The old demon of Yuehua suddenly screamed, let go of Yang Zhao, jumped back, and looked into his hand.

I saw that the skin that had been plump due to blood sucking suddenly dried up almost instantly, which was even worse than the original.

In front, Yang Zhao's body was shaky, but the Void Sword in his hand lit up strangely, reflecting the blood around it, shining purple.

The old demon of Yuehua suddenly sneered: "I said how could those prohibitions be broken by you, it turns out that it is strange here, hehe, there are such treasures in the world, boy, take your life together!"

It turned out that this old demon of Yuehua thought that the prohibition that tore his skin and flesh just now was the void sword.

Saying that, his figure flew up, and the skeleton was like a claw, but this time, it was towards the top of Yang Zhao's head, straight down.

Poor Yang Zhao was weak at the moment, and he was no longer able to resist, and he was about to die in the hands of this old demon of Yuehua.

At this moment, Xiao Bai strangely cast the phantom clone trick, and the three figures hurriedly blocked the skeleton staff of the old demon Yuehua, and then picked up Yang Zhao and fled into the woods.

"Where to go?"

With a broken snort, full of anger, the old demon of Yuehua chased after Xiaobai's figure with his skull staff.

And their fight has already alarmed the righteous people.

"Demons. ”

When these words came, the meaning of the icy sea water broke through the sky in a blink of an eye, like a huge wave emptying, sweeping the entire forest.

Within ten zhang of them, all the trees collapsed in an instant, and only a brilliant water and moonlight fell from the sky, tearing the dark clouds in the sky to pieces.

The old demon of Yuehua was shocked, the humanity of the people was very high, it was very unusual, where could he still care about hurting Yang Zhao, his hands retreated, and in the scream, the silver skeleton was full of blood, and a wall of light as silver as moonlight rose in front of him.

"Boom ......"

Like thunder landing and roaring, the sea water smashed on the silver wall, hissing waves, booming, turning into a blue fairy sword in a moment, shaking endlessly.

The huge force pressed the old demon of Yuehua straight back, and retreated a few zhang away, this force did not decrease slightly, and it was still pressed straight over like a tsunami.

The old demon of Yuehua turned pale, and shouted, the magic trick changed, and the ten fingers moved, and in an instant, two rays of moonlight shot out from the eyes of the silver skeleton, through the silver wall, hitting the blue fairy sword

With a loud bang, the blue fairy sword flew back upside down, and the old demon of Yuehua was also shocked, and he took a few steps back before he stood firm.

"Delicate water?"

The old demon Yuehua looked at this sword, as if he thought of something, and began to mumble to himself, suddenly his eyes were filled with a chill, his face was like frost, and he hurriedly fled into the distance.

The blue light flashed, and after the blue light flashed, Ye Xiao slowly appeared.

There was another figure flashing behind him, it was Su Tongzi and the others, Yang Zhao opened his eyes in Xiaobai's arms and saw that it was the elders of various factions who came here to rescue, and his heart was also warm, and then he fainted. (To be continued......)