What made the three of them unbelievable the most was not the strength of this golden light figure and the thousands of weather rising from its body, but the fact that there were eight shadows standing around that figure! The momentum emanating from these eight shadows was so familiar that the three of them blurted out with the wind.

"Ghosts!"

The figure of the eight realms divided into various parties is the ghost immortal, there are as many as eight of them! The situation ahead could not be more obvious, and the golden light figure alone dealt with the encirclement of the eight ghost immortals! The ghost immortal just now forced the three of them to be overstretched, and each of them used all their strength to reluctantly kill them, and that golden light figure actually faced the eight ghost immortals alone, what a courage this was!

And somehow, these eight ghost immortals all had scorching yin qi and monstrous breath, far more powerful than the one that the three of them had just killed with the wind.

The three of them looked at it in a daze, and they couldn't believe the monstrous scene in front of them. Although I couldn't see the look on the face of the person in the golden light, this calm and unhurried bearing in the face of such a scene alone was heartbreaking.

The eight ghost immortals moved in unison, and the yin qi in front of them was full of energy, and the ghosts in the field flashed, and they didn't know how many people there were at a glance.

And the golden light figure didn't move, standing quietly in place, watching the changes in front of him.

Suddenly, the void in front of him trembled, and eight ghosts jumped out of thin air. The eight ghosts took on an extremely strange pose, and each made a palm. Eight palm shadows suddenly appeared, and these eight palm shadows came from eight directions, but in the end, they converged in one place. The palms are connected to each other. It's like moving the hell here, and it will be full of ghosts.

This palm was like a heavenly punishment, almost obscuring all the directions in front of him. It's a little powerless to dodge.

The figure remained still, and it seemed that it had no thought of dodging at all, allowing the overwhelming palm to wrap itself in it.

"Is he trying to kill himself?" the three of them glanced at each other, full of surprise.

A moment later, the soaring ghostly aura surged upward, submerging the golden light into it. "If this figure dies, these eight ghosts and immortals will scatter, and once the three of us are found. All three of us have more or less wounds, so how do we deal with them?" thought to the wind. I couldn't help but get nervous. The palms of the hands that were clenched very tightly were covered with sweat.

"Eight little ghosts dare to be so presumptuous in front of Poor Dao! Do you really think that Poor Dao is injured and bullied?"

Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder explosion, and the whole body trembled with the wind. Hurriedly gathered his thoughts and looked ahead again.

I saw that in the gray and dead air, suddenly a golden light pierced through the mist. Out of it. Then. This dark cloud of dead air has more and more holes in it. There is also more and more golden light coming out of it.

"Bang!"

A dull sound came from mid-air. Hearing this, the hearts of the three of them jumped violently, and then like the sun waving away the dark clouds, a large area of golden light pierced through it.

This was a monstrous palm from the eight ghost immortals. It was taken down so calmly. The dead air dissipated, and the golden figure encased in it reappeared.

For some reason, the figure was still standing upright, but Sui Feng always felt that the momentum on his body was much weaker than just now. The golden light emitted from his body also seemed to dim a little, and just as he was staring at it with wide eyes and trying to see it clearly, he found that the golden light figure had changed his previous immobile style, and his figure flashed, and he had already reached a ghost immortal, and sent it straight out.

This punch was sent, and suddenly a fist shadow with golden light appeared in the void, and rushed towards the ghost fairy.

When he threw a punch, the other seven ghost immortals didn't stop, and instead surrounded him again. Teng's dead air rose again, and surrounded him again.

He didn't care about it, as if he hadn't seen the strong wind of fists attacking behind him. Still straight forward with a straight fist, unwavering.

"Boom!" His punch was to make the seven ghost immortals faster, accompanied by an extremely crisp roar, this punch had already bombarded the ghost fairy! The ghost immortals who were still majestic and imposing before, under such a punch, they were directly like glazed tiles, and they were blown into nothingness, and there was not even a trace of yin qi left, and the power of such a punch was so great that it was so great.

And at this time, the thunderous blow of the seven ghost immortals had already arrived behind him.

At this time, he turned around, and in the face of this thunderous blow, he also stretched out his hand, punched indifferently, and went forward.

A flash of golden light appeared, and a huge fist lay across the void.

Only this time, his punch was really hasty, and as soon as half of his fist power was used, it touched the strength of the seven ghost immortals like mountains and seas.

As soon as the two touched, they suddenly separated.

I heard a crisp cracking sound, and cracks had already appeared on the light and shadow of the golden fist. The next moment, it shattered into pieces and scattered everywhere. Even with it, the golden light outside his body trembled. Obviously, the light dimmed a lot, presumably because he was not lightly injured.

"Hey!"

As if he didn't know he was injured, he raised his fist again and rushed towards the other ghost immortal. Again, a flicker came in front of it. Without looking, a straight fist pushed out.

A punch came out, without the slightest suspense, and a ghost immortal dispersed into nothingness. He turned, and as before, he received the blow from the remaining five ghosts.

This time, the golden light that lingered outside his body was almost shaken away. The figure in it could be seen very clearly, and it was clear that he was extremely badly injured.

The three of them were all sour in their hearts, and there were thousands of words, but they didn't know what to say. Obviously, according to his current appearance, if he wants to single-handedly take on five ghost immortals, he will be able to win, and he will definitely lose both.

"I didn't expect that for the sake of you five little ghosts, I was forced to use all of this thing. ”

He knew that he had received serious injuries, but he still didn't care at all. Instead, he let out a long sigh, spread his palm, and with the flash of a clear light, there was already a round bronze mirror in his palm.

There is a misty white haze outside this bronze mirror, and it is even more infinite. However, the ghost immortals in front of him, as if sensing something, seemed to have sensed something, and they all took a few steps back.

"Six Void Mirrors!"

The three of them shouted in unison, although they couldn't see it from a very long distance, but the momentum emanating from the bronze mirror was as unpredictable as chaos. It seems that this entire void has been frozen by it and stopped flowing, it is obviously an incomparable supreme treasure, in this mountain land, in addition to the Penglai sect's holy relics six void mirrors, what other supreme treasures will there be?

He was holding a bronze mirror, his expression was flat, and he pointed the mirror at a ghost immortal. Gently patting the mirror body, a white light projected out of the mirror, enveloping the ghost fairy.

"Snort ......" There was a soft sound, and the ghost fairy was directly steamed into a puff of smoke and dissipated in mid-air.

He didn't stop, turned the mirror, and three white lights were also projected, without any suspense, and three ghosts and immortals turned into nothingness.

And the remaining ghost fairy finally seemed to realize that something was wrong, and fled away from him. And he seemed to have consumed too much True Yuan because of urging the Six Void Mirrors, and the mirror in his hand shook for a while, only shooting out a thin pillar of light, covering half of the ghost fairy's body.

Although he was missing half of his body, he did not die immediately, and still insisted on escaping.

"Hey......" He looked at the sound and shadow of the ghost and fairy escaping, but instead of chasing after him, he sighed softly.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong for me to do this," he said with a low groan, knelt down towards the east, and prayed, "Master, the disciple will fail your trust today." ”

So saying, he stood up straight, and without looking, walked towards the temple with the bronze mirror in his hand. (To be continued......)