A hundred miles away from the West Gate of the East Cang, four ragged monks were running through the dense forest, their dantian and tendons were still sealed, except for the divine sense that could drive, there was not much power, and they could only rely on the tenacity of the law body, barely a little stronger than the mortal warriors.

"Senior brother, can you slow down, the third child is the most seriously injured, and if you continue to run like this, I'm afraid that the law body will collapse. A middle-aged monk in second place called out in a low voice.

"Shhhhhh We are not out of danger yet, but we are afraid that the old ghosts will come soon. The old man who had seen Sikong Lan quickened his pace as he spoke.

"Ah, didn't they promise to let us go? If the old ghost comes, the power of our 'Jade City Four Monks' is not enough for them to give them a finger. The middle-aged monk spoke bitterly.

"No, according to Shang Feng, the deputy commander's men and horses will definitely come out to meet us, as long as we move closer to the west, one more step, there will be more hope. Staying in prison is definitely death, and now there is still a chance to escape, this is our chance!" the old man gritted his teeth and spoke to the three monks behind him, his face full of determination. Most of his consciousness also spread out, constantly scanning his surroundings.

At this moment, an extremely rich yin qi rose from the western dense forest, and the yin qi gently swirled in the air, and in less than a breath, several yin qi also flew up, heavily covering the nearby range of several miles.

"No! they're coming!" the old man gritted his teeth and frowned.

"Senior brother, what should I do? Fight with them?!" said the middle-aged male cultivator angrily.

"Forget it, let's leave it to fate. We're not opponents, we don't even have a chance to explode. What else to fight? Shang Yu, Shang Lei, Shang Wei. Sit down and rest. The boss will meet them, hoping to have a little more respite. The old man named Shang Feng waved his hand and shouted, paused, stood proudly, and quietly waited for the arrival of the old ghosts.

"Ahh Then. In all directions, there were suddenly more than a dozen terrifying ghosts, and the minimum cultivation was also among the little ghosts.

"Rakshasa, you despicable villain, didn't you say that Lan'er promised to let us go?" Shang Feng pointed at Rakshasa and shouted.

"Lan'er, you call her so kindly, Lan'er, can you call her? She is now our king's favorite concubine, and it won't be long before our king takes her to be merry and happy, do you think she will let you go?" Rakshasa said contemptuously.

"You three ghosts in Youzhou and that Youyan King are all despicable and shameless villains!"

"Palm!"

The rakshasa snorted softly, and the black hand flicked lightly, snapping twice. Shang Feng's old face was imprinted with two clear bloody handprints. Shang Feng retreated more than ten steps in a row. Finally standing firm, two streams of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

Sanshang, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes angrily, but under Shang Feng's signal, he did not burst out.

"Tell the general, what is your relationship with Lan Ji? Rakshasa said proudly, and there was an extra inky black cloth banner on his palm, and the cloth banner flew out, shaking in the wind, and instantly became a thousand zhang square circle.

The cloth banner was covered above the heads of the four monks, like a dark cloud covering the sun, and the yin qi was compassionate, and then, ten thousand ghosts roared in unison, and tens of thousands of skulls grinned and salivated, revealing their fangs in the cold light.

"Soul Refining Banner!" Shang Feng exclaimed, his body trembling for a moment.

"Ouch, I didn't expect the old guy to have a few more insights, the general's Ten Thousand Soul Banners are still 100,000 left, and they can reach 10 million, and then they can be promoted to the top Yin Treasure list, you four Jindan old ghosts, the soul must be sharp enough, I'm afraid of one top hundred, very good, very good! Say, what is the relationship between you and Lan Ji?"

"Alas, old ghost, what if I don't say it, Shang Feng?" Shang Feng's face was dark, and suddenly the depths of his eyes showed earth-shattering joy, and he changed his color of fear, and asked lightly.

"Uh, don't say it, then I'll be the first to refine you, and your miserable howl will definitely scare the courage of your three straw bale junior brothers. Rakshasa said, not verbose, and his fingers quickly pointed at the cloth banner in the air.

"Ten Thousand Souls, go!"

The Ten Thousand Souls Banner shook for a few breaths, then suddenly stopped.

"Uh, what's going on?Ten Thousand Souls, go, go!" Rakshasa frowned, his fingers moving together, and he clicked a dozen times in a row.

The Ten Thousand Soul Banner trembled violently, but unfortunately it did not spin down, but from the center point, a little green light burst out, and the green light slowly expanded, and it didn't breathe, and with a snort, it covered the entire cloth banner space. Then, the green mang suddenly shrank, condensing the entire Ten Thousand Souls Banner to the size of three feet, and on the banner, a small turquoise frog sat with its head tilted, as if touching the top of the banner with disdain.

"Frog beast, where did the frog beast come from?" said Rakshasa in shock, shuddering. The little frog only glanced at him, but at this glance, it was as if it were a big hand of death, firmly grasping his life.

"Boss Luo, what's wrong?" the two ghosts of Youzhou shot together and shouted urgently.

Rakshasa shook his head, his eyes filled with fear. He looked around and clenched his fist at the hollow: "May I ask who is the master, and please show up quickly." The old man and the big ghost Rakshasa , these two are the earth brake and the Xuansha, our three ghosts in Youzhou are disciples under the command of the king of the city, please look at the face of the king of the city, don't interfere with our errands. ”

"The three ghosts of Youzhou, alas, are really nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them, if it were someone else, I would probably let you live, but unfortunately, alas, you are the three ghosts of Youzhou. ”

The sigh was not over, and on the side of the little frog beast, it slowly showed the shape of a. Blue robe, inch hair, with a pair of exaggerated sunglasses, there is no coercion on his body, but it gives people a sense of infinite depth.

"...... you?"

"Why, I didn't know the master so soon? Two years ago, it was the same rag that almost made the master scatter, and it was you who let the master be chased by the dead king. Tianjiu smiled, reminding the three ghosts of Youzhou.

"Boss, I remember, he is the ...... who escaped from our hands and destroyed our Ten Thousand Bone Banners, and was later killed by Lord Xuankui," Jisha exclaimed.

"Cut! What Lord Xuankui, it's just a dead king, and he has already been stewed and drunk by the master. It's good for you to remember, let's say, how do you want the master to clean you up?" Tianjiu said with a wicked smile.

Rakshasa's eyes narrowed into a black line, he gritted his teeth, and said a word to the periphery. Six puffs of green smoke flew up, fleeing in different directions.

"Alas, I don't know whether I live or die, I still want to escape in front of the master!"

Tian Jiu sighed slightly, stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly, and six sky-blue micro-rays flew out, coming first, and falling on those green smoke without exception. Then, with a bang, the entire green smoke was covered in layers.

"Ah~!"

A tragic cry sounded in the green smoke, and there was a beeping crack, and after three breaths, six little ghost generals covered in blue flames appeared.

"Four-eyed field chicken, go, six pieces of dim sum are yours. Tianjiu shook his finger.

The croaking of the four-eyed field chicken disappeared on the cloth banner in an instant, and a little green light swept in front of the six little ghosts, and in the blink of an eye, the blue fire man was all gone, as if it had never existed between heaven and earth, only a few wisps of smoke and haze swirled away, blown away by the wind.

The old Rakshasa face turned pale, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently: "Mole ant, the old man fought with you!"

Rakshasa roared, wiping out a black sword, frantically infusing his whole body of yin qi into the sword.

"Alas, in the past three years, I have always been called an ant, and today I will let you see how ants kill people!" Tian Jiu said, raising his hand and waving sharply, a ten-zhang sharp claw teleported out, directly hitting the black sword that was growing wildly.

"Bang~!"

The black sword shattered, turning into countless ashes and bursting open.

The golden claw suddenly swirled, and in the surprise of the Rakshasa Rakshasa, he lifted him back by twisting his neck like a dead chicken, and hung it a foot away in front of Tianjiu's body.

"Ahem...... Cough...... Old man...... Spelled ...... Ahem, explode~!"

The old Rakshasa had a purple and black face, coughing, revealing a look of absolute hatred, and he hurriedly urged the dantian, intending to detonate the yin beads in his body.

It's a pity that when his thoughts just came out, all the muscles and veins around his body melted inch by inch, the dantian was slightly cool, and a big hole with a square circle passed through the abdomen, and there was no trace of yin beads in the dantian.

"Oh, Rakshasa, your beads are too small. Even if it explodes, it won't hurt the master in the slightest. Tian Jiu shook his head and said, on one finger, there was a half-foot-sized ink-colored Danzhu suspended, and black blood flowed on the Danzhu.

"You...... You...... You, the old man won't let you go!" Rakshasa grinned and squeezed out vicious words.

"Cut! You still want to be a ghost? No qualifications, the master announced: You have disappeared, and you will never be reincarnated. ”

Tianjiu sneered, threw out the body of the Rakshasa with his hand, and the eyes of the four-eyed field chicken, which had already returned to the cloth flag, brightened brightly, opened a small mouth, and a stream of turquoise light shot out, and the light rolled slightly on the Rakshasa body, and then, quickly returned.

"Ah~!"

The Rakshasa howled and came to an abrupt end. Before the green mang returned to the frog's mouth, the huge ghost body dissolved. (To be continued......)