A huge river city, even though the sun is shining, it still makes people's hearts feel cold for no reason.

In the stronghold of the Sword Pavilion, there were also three disciples of the Sword Pavilion guarding it.

At this moment, the three of them were sitting opposite each other, their faces solemn. Now that Jiangxi City has changed dramatically, how can they not know?

"Although the location of Jiangxi City is remote, it is not a gloomy place, how can there be so many ghosts in vain?"

"Don't delay any longer, immediately present the sect!"

The three of them hastily discussed a few words, and one of them immediately took out a jade pendant, and the aura on his palm surged, describing the current situation in Jiangxi City in detail.

There was chaos and noise outside, but inside this Sword Pavilion stronghold, it was like a pure land, and at this moment, people were constantly beating the gate of the Sword Pavilion stronghold, trying to enter and take refuge.

After the person holding the jade pendant sent a message, he listened to the movement outside the door, and his eyebrows seemed to be unbearable: "Two senior brothers, if not, we will open the door......

However, before he could finish speaking, he was immediately interrupted: "Open the door? You don't want to die! The wandering ghosts possess the body and take it away, I can't wait to build the foundation and cultivate, how can I resist it?"

The man holding the jade pendant wanted to speak and stopped, but finally sighed softly.

At this moment, a voice came from behind the three of them for no reason: "Decent family...... It's really ruthless!...... It's kind of self-aware!"

The three of them were startled, and hurriedly turned to look, but saw the short-haired woman standing behind them at some point, this woman's face was angular and slightly masculine, but she exuded a charm for no reason, so that people's eyes couldn't help but linger in the convex and backward places.

The person holding the jade pendant suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, his eyes cleared up a little, and he quickly woke up his two senior brothers, and subconsciously glanced at the gate, the gate was not damaged at all, and there were still many monks patting outside.

The gate is a second-grade spiritual treasure, and there is a magic circle inside, that is, those who practice qi and build the foundation of the monks attack together, and it is a little difficult to break through the door for a while.

However, the gate was still undamaged, but the woman appeared out of thin air, quietly!

The three Sword Pavilion disciples glanced at each other, and there was a hint of fear in their eyes, this woman was clearly a ghost!

"This ...... This sister, dare to ask what is the intention of the sudden visit?" The person holding the jade pendant swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and seeing that the two senior brothers were silent, he couldn't help but shrink and say a word.

It was his sister, but the short-haired woman laughed softly.

Don't look at the charm of the warbler's body, but her expression is extremely indifferent. At this moment, she glanced at the person holding the jade pendant slightly, and said softly: "Remember, my sister's name is Liuying." ”

Liuying's words were cold, but they seemed to be endlessly sultry, making the bodies of the three Sword Pavilion disciples tremble slightly, and their expressions were sluggish, as if they were refreshed.

After a while, the person holding the jade pendant was the first to come back to his senses, and when the body was shaking, the jade pendant had already fallen to the ground, he quickly picked up the jade pendant, held it tightly, looked at his hands in horror, and touched his cheeks, as if there was no damage, and then looked at the warbler, who had long since disappeared.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, when his eyes moved to the faces of his two senior brothers, he couldn't help but be shocked, and his body couldn't help but tremble, but he saw that the two of them were like dried corpses at the moment, their bodies were not as thick as table legs, and there was a faint smile on their faces.

This Sword Pavilion disciple was stunned for a moment, and his hands were stroking back and forth on his face as if he didn't believe it, but the touch that came back from his fingers was still smooth and full.

Outside the stronghold of the Sword Pavilion, hundreds of monks attacked in turn, and the gate finally let out a mournful roar, and it fell down with a bang, hundreds of monks swarmed in, and those who rushed in front immediately shouted for help!

"Help, sir!"

"Ghosts are making trouble, and I hope that adults can preside over the overall situation!"

In their opinion, although those three Sword Pavilion disciples were only foundation building cultivators, they were already in the late stage of foundation building, and with the Sword Pavilion's strong spirit technique, they would definitely be able to turn back a bit of the situation.

However, when they broke into the house and stood still, they were suddenly stunned.

Of the three Sword Pavilion disciples, two of whom did not know their lives and deaths, looked miserable, and although the remaining one did not seem to have suffered any injuries, he was also depressed and absent-minded.

"This ......"

Before the few people who rushed in front could think too much, there was already a scream behind them, and countless ghosts followed closely behind, rushing towards the Sword Pavilion stronghold!

Leng Xiao stood proudly in the clouds, looking down at Jiangxi City, hundreds of thousands of monks behaved differently, or shocked, angry, sad, or afraid, he slowly closed his eyes.

This state of affairs has long been unable to make a trace of waves in his heart.

The three figures behind him stood respectfully, Hong Chengwu, Liuying, and Zhu Wudao.

In addition to Hong Chengwu, Liuying and Zhu Wudao also took away one person, they are ghosts, if they want to walk in the sun, they must have a physical body.

Leng Xiao's gaze swept over the Sword Pavilion stronghold, looking at the golden sword symbol, and there seemed to be a memory in his eyes.

He muttered, "Young man, why resist any more? You see, those who once told you that there was no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth, what is the fate of those who have now come to an end?"

However, as if it was really just talking to himself, he didn't get any response.

Zhu Wudao said respectfully: "My lord, now that the lord's serious injury has not healed, it is not appropriate to act rashly, my lord must integrate his body as soon as possible and preside over the overall situation, otherwise once the major sects of the righteous path pursue, I am afraid it will be difficult to resist!"

Leng Xiao slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, gently pressed his right hand on his chest, and said in a calm tone: "This seat has been sleeping for a hundred years, the yin qi is too heavy, this body is the body of the supreme yang, and it has an instinctive rejection of this seat, plus this young man is determined, I'm afraid it will take some time." ”

As he said this, he slowly raised his right hand, looked at the place above his wrist, and muttered, "There seems to be a soul ...... in his body."

However, in just half a day, the entire Jiangxi City fell, Leng Xiao's chest rose and fell slightly, looking at the monks who were kneeling on one knee below, his expression was slightly trance, as if he remembered the past scenery.

As a disciple of the previous generation of Sword Pavilion Masters, he is admired on weekdays, and one day, there will be millions of disciples, calling loudly and greeting...... Great, Sect Master!

It's a pity that everything is just a dream, like a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, in an instant, it is gone......

"Mu Xunli...... My good brother, for my brother, is back. ”

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In the Sword Pavilion, an old man was refining his weapon, constantly swinging his hammer, and a long sword spirit treasure blank had been completed, and he was constantly tempering.

The old man was engrossed, and when he swung the hammer, he saw the stitches and needles, and punched one formation imprint after another into the long sword, constantly pouring spiritual energy.

The body of the sword was red, and even the refining platform was glowing red, and the earth was surging.

The long sword was already agitated and fluctuated strongly, faintly wanting to transcend the three-grade spiritual treasure and enter the realm of the fourth-grade, but at this moment, the old man's aura fluctuated for a moment, causing the fire to converge, and the long sword was suddenly smashed by the hammer and raised high at both ends, and the aura on the sword body was dimmed, and it fell directly to the first grade.

The old man took a deep breath and threw the long sword blank aside, his eyes flickering a little: "It's so dignified, why are you suddenly restless?"

At this moment, the aura in his arms suddenly flashed, the old man was hesitant at the moment, and couldn't help but quickly take out a jade pendant from his arms, the jade pendant exuded a trace of aura, ethereal like smoke, the old man's five fingers slowly closed, and his eyes were cold.

"Master, the ghosts in Jiangxi City are raging, we are powerless to resist, I hope the master will support as soon as possible!"

Sword Pavilion Sword Cloud Palace.

Qiao Zhiyi was cultivating, and an old man suddenly came from the sky, which made him startled, and immediately stopped: "Elder Zheng came in a hurry, I don't know what is important?"

"The old man has something important to do, the Pavilion Master!"

Qiao Zhiyi couldn't help but smile and said, "Elder Zheng should not panic, but the master is injured now, I'm afraid it is not appropriate to disturb!"

Elder Zheng was anxious in his heart, but he remembered that Qiao Zhiyi was Mu Xunli's personal disciple, and it was not appropriate to offend, so he couldn't help frowning and said: "The old man's three unsuccessful disciples have sent a message, and a large number of ghosts have appeared in Jiangxi City, and their strength is not weak. The Leng Xiao turmoil has just subsided, and now that the turmoil in Jiangxi City has risen again, the old man thinks that this matter will definitely not be so simple!"

Qiao Zhiyi smiled lightly, and was always calm: "Elder Zheng is too worried, but he is just a ghost, he can't stir up the wind and rain during his lifetime, what can he do after death?" Maybe it's a coincidence, why don't you convene all the elders to discuss before making a final decision!"

Elder Zheng nodded slightly, but his eyebrows kept twisting. There was always a sense of palpitations in my heart. I have never been able to do countless things that I feel, but I have always had to believe them.

Don't say that the Sword Pavilion is the Blue Mark Sect, and it is the same scene, but the feeling of the Green Mark Sect is more intuitive than the Sword Pavilion!

The three disciples of the Blue Sprint Sect were taken away by Hong Chengwu, and the remaining two were left, although they were dying at the moment, there were no ghosts to disturb them again. It was to hold on to the last bit of strength to touch out the jade pendant and deliver the news to the sect.

In the Blue Mark Sect, Luo Hai hurriedly summoned all the elders with a jade pendant, Xie Yunlei also had a heavy face, and immediately sent several Yuanying elders to Jiangxi City immediately.

"There are still primordial ghosts...... How can this small river city be like a big wave...... Eventful, eventful!"

Xie Yunlei suppressed countless thoughts in his heart, and couldn't help but think of Leng Xiao again, and he couldn't help but feel a little guilty about Leng Xiao in his heart, after all, everything was because of him. Now Leng Xiao doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he is not at ease for a moment.

It's just that he doesn't know that the young man he feels guilty about is standing in the clouds of Jiangxi City at the moment, waiting...... The wind and rain are coming.

The top elders of the two major sects did not ask him to wait for a long time. At sunset, both parties arrived almost at the same time.

Hong Chengwu laughed: "This sunset is really beautiful, it makes people love for no reason, the hot sun during the day almost didn't kill the old man!"

Leng Xiao looked at the extreme distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "It's not in vain that this seat has been waiting for a long time, the six yuan babies are enough for this seat to completely integrate this body!"

As if they were tacitly tacting, the Blue Sprint Sect and the Sword Pavilion each sent three Yuanying Elders, thinking that it would be more than enough to deal with these ghosts.

The six Yuan Infant Cultivators sighed secretly in their hearts, when they arrived, this Jiangxi City must have been full of corpses, but when they arrived, it was a completely different scene!

The streets are densely packed with human figures, looking respectful, as if they are on standby. There was not a trace of blood in the city, but there was a monstrous killing aura for no reason!

The six primordial babies looked at these monks, their pupils shrank suddenly, and in that high sky, a figure stood with his hands in his hands, as if a king was coming to the world!