Chen Yun looked at the two people opposite, all dressed in a black suit that was as black as ink, and even his head was covered with a black hood, revealing only two pairs of eyes with a slightly bewitching look.

"You know that we deliberately brought you here, and you dare to chase after you, you are not small!" one of the men in black said coldly.

From this voice, Chen Yun could tell that this was a voice that was not old, or rather a young voice, although the words were extremely cold.

"I'm too Yi Jianyuan Chen Yun, I was ordered by the sect to protect the mine here for three years, but in the past three years, I just want to cultivate hard, and I don't want to come to catch ghosts every night, so tonight, I want to solve the problem once and for all, if the two of you agree not to harass us from now on, I can also let the two of you leave!"

"What a big breath, do you know what we are bringing you here for?" said the other man in black in a cold tone.

But to Chen Yun's surprise, this voice was actually a young woman's voice.

"Then what are you doing to bring me here?" Chen Yun asked rhetorically.

"We are ghost cultivators in the 'Ghost Howling Mountains', and the purpose of coming here is to find some Nine Forging Cultivators, extract and refine their souls, and refine our 'Ghost Flag', after tonight, your soul will also become one of our 'Ghost Banner' Soul Spirits that has been refined, now, do you understand?" the black-clothed female ghost cultivator still said coldly, as if she was saying something very easy.

"Is there such a life-and-death feud between us?" Chen Yun asked lightly.

"Everything in heaven and earth was originally the law of the jungle, when humans hunted. In order to satisfy the appetite, wild meat is hunted wantonly. Have you ever asked the prey about its wishes!" the man in black retorted coldly.

"I wanted to be friends with both of them, not to be enemies. Since the two of you have to kill me, then report your name and have a good fight!" Chen Yun said with a little helplessness.

What the man in black said just now made Chen Yun unable to argue for a while, although he really didn't want to fight these two people to the death, but he already knew that he could not avoid it again.

"Charm!"

"Dragons!"

The two men in black coldly reported their names in turn.

Looking at Chen Yun's gaze. Cold as a blade, as if staring at your prey!

When Chen Yun was talking to the two men in black, the 'Yan Shen True Solution' had already been fused.

At this time, Chen Yun's overall attack strength had basically increased to the level of the early stage of the Eight Desolations, although the speed of his body and the perception ability of his spiritual sense were still at the level of the peak of the eighth layer of the Nine Forging Realm.

Chen Yun silently looked at the two black-clothed men in front of him, his hands slightly spread out in front of him, taking advantage of the fact that the other party did not know his depth and personal attack characteristics. First, two multicolored fire clouds were condensed.

Although the Yuan Qi Flywheel can be condensed in less than half a breath of Chen Yun now, Chen Yun can't condense and control the two Yuan Qi Flywheels at the same time, so he takes advantage of the fact that the other party doesn't know the characteristics of his attack. First condense the colorful fire cloud group, the power of this fire cloud group can basically reach the peak attack power of the early stage of the Eight Desolations.

Three feet away in front of Chen Yun, there were two black-clothed ghost cultivators. Seeing that two fist-sized multicolored fire clouds quickly appeared on Chen Yun's hands, he did not look like he was eager to attack. Instead, they naturally spread out about two feet away from each other, outflanking Chen Yun slightly.

After the two men stood still slightly. Among them, the male ghost cultivator suddenly slapped the small Qiankun bag, and two magic weapons flew out of it, one was a green and faint three-foot flag, and the other was a golden bell the size of a palm.

And the other black-clothed man who was obviously a female ghost cultivator didn't make much movement, just used Zhenyuan to urge a flying sword, suspended in front of him, and simply protected it, obviously, in the eyes of this female ghost cultivator, the male ghost cultivator next to him, a single person, can capture Chen Yun in front of him, and it is more than enough.

Chen Yun swept his eyes and probably saw the meaning of the two ghost cultivators in front of him, but he didn't dare to be careless, because if the other party attacked one person with all his strength, it would be more dangerous.

Therefore, Chen Yun, when he launched an attack, did not hesitate to shoot at these two ghost cultivators, one of them flew a colorful fire cloud, and he would never leave the other party a chance to take advantage of it.

Chen Yun's two multicolored fire clouds, under Chen Yun's full force, struck towards the two of them with great momentum, but the main target was the male ghost cultivator.

The attack power emitted by the colorful fire cloud made the two people on the opposite side, who had been calm and relaxed, flash with a look of surprise in their strange eyes, because they found that the attack power of this fire cloud group was actually the attack power of the early stage of the Eight Desolations, to be precise, the attack strength of the peak of the early stage of the Eight Desolations.

The two ghost cultivators, while retreating sharply, began to use magic weapons to resist the colorful fire clouds, and the female ghost cultivators controlled the flying sword to continuously stab the colorful fire clouds, and retreated while flying stabbing.

And the figure of the male ghost cultivator suddenly flashed like a ghost, flickering on the grass and dodging, even if the fire cloud was attacked by Chen Yun with the power of the true element, it was difficult to hit the male ghost cultivator for a while.

And the male ghost cultivator, when dodging the fire cloud, held the golden bell in one hand, and at the same time played the seal, hitting the three-foot green and faint small flag, and Chen Yun attacked the fire cloud of the female ghost cultivator, because Chen Yun could not control it all the time, under the continuous resistance of the female ghost cultivator, it was gradually extinguished, but Rao was like this, and the female ghost cultivator was forced to retreat two or three feet.

Just when Chen Yun was glad that he had taken the lead and took the lead, the three-foot green and faint small chess piece that the manly ghost cultivated suddenly emitted a green light, and soon, a green air flow was released very quickly from the small flag, and in less than a breath, it filled the surrounding three or four zhang inside.

When Chen Yun stared at it again, he found that within three or four feet around him, there were more than a dozen people of different shapes and faces.

said that they were human beings because these people condensed by the green air current, although they had their own expressions, but every eye had a look of brilliance and lifelikeness, but what made Chen Yun's heart tremble was that these people, without exception, were all in a fluttering figure, with their feet in the air, and they were not touched by dust.

These dozen or so people were condensed by the airflow released from the ghost's green and secluded small flag. Obviously, it was the soul of the cultivator who had cultivated this ghost, but what made Chen Yun strange was that. These souls were obviously killed by the man's ghost cultivator before their deaths, but they were actually willing to drive them at this moment. Surround yourself as if you were going to attack yourself.

Among the dozen or so souls that had been refined, or called 'ghosts', there was a male cultivator with a gloomy appearance who was about thirty years old, a beautiful female cultivator who was seventeen or eighteen years old, and an ugly old woman who was sixty years old, which made Chen Yun particularly eye-catching, and he felt that his strength was not weak.

And these dozen 'ghosts', no matter how beautiful or ugly they are. The young man, looking at Chen Yun with a feeling of choosing someone to eat, made the people who saw this gaze have an inexplicable panic in their hearts.

Chen Yun sensed from the fluctuations of soul power emanating from these souls that among these people, the highest cultivation level during their lifetime was the eighth layer of the refining period, and the lowest was about the fifth layer of the ninth forging.

When Chen Yun was still suddenly meeting these 'ghosts' and his heart trembled, he was suddenly behind more than a dozen 'ghosts' in different costumes. There was a brass bell of 'jingle bells'.

Suddenly, the dozen or so ghosts that were floating in front of Chen Yun just now, with a fairly clear expression, were prompted by the ringing. His gaze suddenly became strange, and they each circled around Chen Yun and began to rotate slowly.

Each of the dozen or so ghosts kept their feet on the ground. And it belongs to the soul body, and it originally has the ability to soar. For a while, Chen Yun was within three or four feet. The ghostly white shadows all over the body, the strange gazes, in the dark night, were like the eyes of demons, staring at Chen Yun in the center of the venue.

Chen Yun didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly used the True Yuan to urge out the Black Whip, and with the True Yuan to urge, the black thorn whip that was four or five zhang long was stimulated, and at the same time he held his breath and concentrated, ready to shoot the fire cloud towards the 'ghosts' around this body at any time. Chen Yun had never fought with a ghost cultivator, so he didn't know that there were two major characteristics of ghost cultivators fighting with people.

One of them is to urge his long-term refining soul to fight with others with more against less.

Every soul that has been cultivated by a ghost is cultivated by a ghost using a special cultivation method to plant a 'soul talisman' in the soul body, which not only retains the instinctive spell ability of the soul, but also can freely manipulate attacks.

It can be said that the more powerful the cultivator, the more refined souls there will be to assist its attacks.

Ordinary normal monks, even if their divine sense is strong, can control at most three or four magic weapons to attack at the same time, which is very amazing, and ghost cultivation, once the refining 'ghost' is urged to attack, it seems to have urged a dozen, dozens or even hundreds of magic weapons at the same time, with instinctive attack consciousness in general, its terrifying process is outrageous.

Although once a monk dies, the power of his soul cannot be compared with the actual cultivation before his death, but after the ghost cultivation, he can also slowly advance and become powerful, and because of the uniqueness of the soul body, when attacking, let the normal monk be careless.

The unique cultivation method of being cultivated by ghosts, the 'ghosts' after refining, including the ghosts that slowly advanced later, can be divided according to their strength, and can be divided into, evil ghost level, powerful ghost level, Yaksha level, Rakshasa level, ghost king level and evil god level.

In addition to the 'ghosts' of the evil ghost level and the powerful ghost level, which are divided into six levels according to their strength, the strength of the remaining four levels of 'ghosts' is basically divided into four levels, of which the strength of the evil ghost level is equivalent to the cultivation of the monks of the Nine Forging Realm, the fierce ghost level is equivalent to the Eight Desolation Realm, the Yaksha level is relative to the Seven Colors Realm, the Rakshasa level and the Ghost King level are equivalent to the Six Realms of the Six Realms, and the Evil God level is equivalent to the strength of the monks of the Five Elements Realm.

But the more backward the 'ghost' wants to advance, the more difficult it is, in addition to the improvement of the ghost's own cultivation, the requirements for the 'ghost' itself are also very high.

If a ghost cultivator possesses and refines a Rakshasa level or a ghost king-level 'ghost' body, its strength will almost skyrocket, but as for the 'ghost body' of the god level, it will rarely appear, and if the Lord is this kind of 'soul' is too difficult to refine, and there are too few 'ghost' bodies that have the qualifications to transform into 'evil gods'.

The second characteristic of the Ghost Cultivation Fighting Method is that it is especially good at attacking spiritual consciousness, because the cultivation of ghost cultivation itself attaches great importance to the cultivation of one's spiritual consciousness, even if it is the same cultivation level as ordinary monks, the spiritual consciousness or divine consciousness of ghost cultivation is obviously much stronger. When Chen Yun was surrounded by these dozen or so ghosts of the Demon Rank who were slowly and rapidly rotating within three or four feet in front of him, Chen Yun was not only surprised, but also prepared to attack. But when those ghosts were spinning, the soul body began to slowly emit a faint green light, and at this time, in Chen Yun's spiritual sense, it seemed that the faces of each of these ghosts were constantly flashing. The expression of each face is different. Some of them were calm and suddenly irritable, and some of them were suddenly screaming from resentment. The most terrifying thing is that the girl nun who originally looked like a flower. A moment ago, he was smiling like a flower, but in an instant, he turned into a skeleton, and then opened his lips that turned into white bones, and in Chen Yun's spiritual sense, he gnawed at Chen Yun with great clarity. Before Chen Yun could launch an attack, almost in an instant, his spiritual sense was filled with this strange scene. The unpredictable and terrifying grimaces constantly disturbed and impacted Chen Yun's originally peaceful spiritual consciousness, and in a trance, Chen Yun seemed to have forgotten about defense and attack. There has always been an unwritten common sense among monks who have a certain degree of cultivation, that is, don't practice fighting with ghosts at night. Because of ghost cultivation. At night, you can refine its 'ghost' body and fully exert all its power!

When fighting the law, if you lose your mind. It will be the most terrifying, because you can be struck by a thunderbolt at any moment and die.

Chen Yun's spiritual sense. Filled with all kinds of changing grimaces, constantly changing. It makes people's minds almost feel irritable and crazy.

But Chen Yun had one time before. Even more terrifying than this was the experience of almost fatal collapse when his spiritual consciousness entered the purple red jade slip in the small space on the third floor of the 'Hidden Star Tower'.

After Chen Yun's spiritual sense was attacked by more than a dozen powerful ghosts in front of him with soul power, after about a breath of time, Chen Yun struggled to wake up from this suffocating chaotic feeling.

Although, at this moment, Chen Yun seemed to have passed a long time.

Five or six fire clouds, with the slightest hint of anger from Chen Yun, quickly and continuously struck towards the surrounding demons.

The 'ghosts' of the dozen or so demon steps that were urged by the bell saw the fire cloud flying over, with bursts of screams, and kept dodging.

The blazing fire clouds, in a sense, have a certain restraint on these demon-level 'ghosts', and if they are replaced with water attribute or other attribute spell attacks, these demon-level 'ghosts' are really of little effect.

Among the evil ghost level 'ghosts' besieging Chen Yun, there are three evil ghosts, who have reached the strength of fifth-level evil ghosts, which is equivalent to the cultivation of about eight layers of the Nine Forging Realm, plus their fleeting figures, plus their bodies will be condensed and manifest for a while, and they will turn into transparency for a while, so that Chen Yun's fire cloud attacks often fail, and these three fifth-level evil ghosts with good strength continue to attack with their spiritual sense, harassing Chen Yun's spell casting, and the magic attack methods they instinctively retain, under the cover of so many evil ghosts, often make Chen Yun feel threatened.

These three fifth-level evil ghosts, these are the three people that Chen Yun noticed in front of them, a thirty-year-old monk man, an old woman, and a beautiful girl monk The evil ghost turned into the soul.

In this empty mountain gorge, Chen Yun was alone, surrounded by a group of 'ghosts' of the evil ghost level with different costumes and pale faces, although he kept fighting back, but the other party was numerous, and the most important thing was that the figure was too erratic, unpredictable, and at the same time, it could fly and shuttle.

At this time, if someone from fifty or sixty zhang away saw this fighting method, they would be shocked at the same time, they must also be extremely surprised by this incredible fighting method.

Chen Yun, who was besieged by more than a dozen demon-level 'ghosts', in addition to the flame-surging fire clouds, the black thorn whip that was stimulated by four or five zhang was also waved in the air.

And in front of Chen Yun, left and right, and even above his head, there were full of pale and erratic figures, with demonic eyes showing a strange light, and at the same time launched almost overwhelming attacks on Chen Yun.

If it weren't for Chen Yun's fire clouds, which were extremely sharp and endless, and the impenetrable wielding of the black thorn whip, the 'ghosts' of the dozen or so evil ghost steps in front of him alone would be enough to make Chen Yun's defeated soul scatter in half an hour.

And outside the attack circle of these dozen evil ghosts, the male ghost cultivator, shaking the golden copper bell with a concentrated expression, arranged in an orderly manner, these dozen evil ghost level 'ghosts', the continuous attack on Chen Yun.

The female ghost cultivator who was also wearing a hood beside her calmly paid attention to the movements in the field at this time, and actually didn't intervene.

Chen Yun, who was under siege, felt that he couldn't go on like this anymore, once the time dragged on for a long time, his strange true yuan would be scattered, not to mention defeating these two ghost cultivators, it was also a luxury to block the attacks of the dozen or so evil ghost level 'ghosts' in front of him.

After Chen Yun quickly flew out a circle of fire clouds, he began to condense the Yuan Qi Flywheel while waving the Black Thorn Whip with one hand.

Almost a pillar of incense in front of him, the fire clouds he shot were almost countless, but he only injured two or three low-level demon-level ghosts, after all, the speed of this group of demon-level ghosts was too erratic, and they had the strange ability to switch between virtual and real, so it was difficult to injure them. And several times, in the attacks of the three fifth-level demon-level ghosts, Chen Yun was almost injured, and under the condition that Chen Yun's spiritual sense was constantly being disturbed, it was really difficult to accurately perceive every detailed location of so many demon-level ghosts.

It can be said that in this fight, Chen Yun's spirit has always been in a state of high concentration, and if he is a little negligent, he will immediately be haunted by evil ghosts.

Chen Yun was wielding the black thorn whip, a three-foot-sized rapidly rotating vitality flywheel appeared beside him, and at the moment when the vitality flywheel appeared, Chen Yun immediately urged the vitality flywheel with all his strength in order to prevent the black-clothed male ghost cultivator from taking precautions in advance, and flew towards the evil ghost-level ghost transformed by the thirty-year-old monk who attacked the most.

The ghost of the fifth-level evil ghost level, who should have cultivated at the eighth level or above in qi refining before his death, with the instinct of a monk, he felt that this vitality flywheel was not trivial, so he retreated sharply.

But Chen Yun is really easy to condense the vitality flywheel, when flying with all his strength, whether it is speed or attack power, it has reached the cultivation of the middle stage of the Eight Desolations, how can it be so easy to dodge, and Chen Yun holds the whip in one hand, almost does not consume any spiritual sense, so there is enough spiritual sense to urge the true yuan, control the vitality flywheel that flies out, the colorful vitality flywheel, under the control of Chen Yun, the colorful flash, especially dazzling in the dark night, in the rapid rotation, in the air of the night, the ghost of the fifth-level evil ghost pursues the past.

The evil ghost, after holding on for less than three breaths, finally couldn't escape the pursuit of the colorful vitality flywheel, and for a while, the vitality flywheel, with a momentum like a bamboo, cut horizontally from the body of the evil ghost that had not yet had time to void.

In the dark night, a terrible scream spread across half the valley! (To be continued......