come to the heavens

"Is there any senior sister?"

"Have!"

Ye Chen: emmm...

There was no way to answer these words. Seeing the smiling face of the senior sister, he was a little speechless.

At this time, Monk Kusheng and Guanzhu Qingyun came over one after another to deal with their opponents, and Kusheng clasped his hands together and said:

"Amitabha, Monk Dafang has committed many evils, he really deserves to die!"

A monk said this kind of thing. It seems that what he saw was much worse than what he saw. Ye Chen clapped his hands and said:

"These people should go to hell, everyone, don't waste time, prepare to ambush."

The four ancient tree formation eyes were extinguished, and the lower part would definitely notice it. According to the distance from the lower part to the ground, they would have to wait for more than an hour.

There is nothing to prepare for, and none of them are good at formations, so they can only stand at the entrance of the cave in one position and wait.

An hour later, a black shadow sprang out from the dark crypt, Ye Lianxing waved his sword, a burst of blue light hit the black shadow, there was a 'bang', and the black shadow was thrown into the air Cut into two pieces, turned into nothingness and disappeared.

It was a fierce ghost exploring the way, and it was cut to death with a single sword.

"No, someone is ambushing!"

Of course, the lower part of this shot could be sensed, only someone shouted, and the cave immediately fell silent. Just when they thought that the other party retreated, suddenly the black light at the entrance of the cave expanded, and countless ghost figures spewed out like a volcano, and the four people rushed forward. come over.

The fire dragon gourd that Ye Chen had already held in his hand turned into a big one, and he slapped the bottom of the gourd with his palm, and bundles of flames spewed out, turning into four or five feet long fire dragons and rushing into the group of ghost shadows.

Senior Sister Ye raised her sword and stabbed it, the blue sword in her hand burst into dazzling blue light, layers of the void froze into ice, the sharp cold air even the black air in the void was frozen in it.

The Kusheng monk who had been chanting sutras with his eyes closed suddenly raised his head and opened his eyes. The golden Buddha light in his pupils was shining, and his clasped hands were separated and slowly pushed out. Two huge golden palms were formed, and they were slowly pressed down. The terrifying power crushed the void Layers upon layers of ripples, the overwhelming black mist dissipates like the sun, and the ghost hidden in it is crushed by the bergamot, and shatters into smoke.

Guanzhu Qingyun had a thought, and the wings made of fine iron on his back spread out 'shua', and the iron feathers spread out one by one, and the wings quickly expanded to cover a radius of several feet, piercing forward overwhelmingly, and one blow would pounce Several ghosts poked to pieces.

This should be the method used by Guanzhu Qingyun to suppress the bottom of the box for more than ten years. This pair of wings reminded Ye Chen of the magic weapon of an Emei disciple named Dan Chenzi who had seen a movie. The sword forms a pair of wings, which can attack, defend and fly, a powerful one.

It's a pity that the refining materials for his pair of wings are mediocre, just ordinary refined iron, which has limited strength and limited growth limit. The power is first-class and powerful.

But even so, this magic weapon is very miraculous and powerful among low-level casual cultivators.

The person driving these hundreds of ghosts is Dafang Monk. This demon cultivator is wearing a golden cassock and looks kindly. The Banner of Calling Ghosts, however, ruined the appearance of an eminent monk. With the help of hundreds of ghosts to resist, he rushed out with other companions from the crypt, saw Master Qingyun and Ye Chen at the first sight, and snorted coldly:

"You dare to come to my lair, you are really looking for your own death! It just so happens that this magic weapon is missing a main soul. After killing you, I will take out your spirit and sacrifice it into the magic weapon, and you will not be reborn forever!"

Ye Chen smiled slightly, raised his hand and cut a ferocious ghost in half with a sword, and said:

"Whether you are looking for a dead end, it depends on your ability!"

Slapping the bottom of the fire dragon gourd, the magic weapon swelled even bigger, and fire dragons spewed out one after another, fighting with the ghosts all over the sky.

Putting the gourd away, Ye Chen leaped into the air, and slashed at Monk Dafang with a five-foot long sword.

On the other side, Taoist Wild Dog took out a ring with seven bells hanging on it, but upon closer inspection, it was not bells, but seven human skulls that had been refined into the size of a child's fist and strung together in the ring. A skull was torn off from the circle and held in the palm of the hand, a mouthful of pure mana was sprayed on it, and the skull immediately flew out of the hand and hung in the air, and quickly swelled into a skull the size of a washbasin. It spewed out and turned into a demon head burning with black flames, frantically shaking and spewing out black flames, condensing into a jet-black demonic flame and spraying it towards Taoist Qingyun.

Taoist Qingyun snorted coldly, his wings moved forward, and countless iron feathers intertwined and merged into one, turning into a sword pillar as thick as an ordinary person's thigh, stabbing down fiercely.

The pitch-black flame pillars separated as if piercing tofu, and the thick sword pillar smashed into the skull, making a deafening bang. The skull was shattered on the spot, turning into a circle of black flames and exploded in a ring, and the sword pillar also disintegrated into a sky full of iron. The feathers rejoin.

Destroying a skull made Taoist Wild Dog feel a little distressed, he gritted his teeth and took out the skull ring again, hesitating for less than a second, then threw it, and the remaining six skulls flew out and turned into six monsters exactly like before. Killing Qingyun Guanzhu from all directions.

Seeing this scene, Master Qingyun's face changed slightly, he bowed his back, and the iron feathers on his back scattered into the sky again, turned back in mid-air, spun around him quickly, and slammed into the oncoming skull head .

Compared with Taoist Yegou and Guanzhu Qingyun, on the other side, Monk Kusheng not only faced with Taoists, but also had to deal with three other Xuan Wuzi's subordinates.

Although there are only four murderers in Yangzhou, that refers to the leader. Besides, there are also a group of subordinates. Although their strength is not as good as the leaders, they still have a little ability, which is equivalent to the four they killed just now.

With the help of the defense of Xiao Guangming's Buddha's light, Monk Kusheng managed to withstand the attacks of Yu Taoist and the other three demon cultivators without showing any disadvantage. There wasn't even a trace of disturbance, but instead, he swung his palm from time to time, so powerful and powerful that they had to deal with it with all their might, and if they didn't pay attention, they might be beaten to death by his palm.

Chapter 645 Xuan Wuzi, Bone Relic

As for Ye Lianxing, she is worthy of being Xuanzhenzi's disciple. Although her cultivation level is not as good as that of Ye Chen, she has a good master, and there are many magic weapons.

The ice-attribute fairy sword in her hand is at least the fifth rank, which is no worse than his pine grain ancient sword, and the handkerchief is probably no worse than his fire dragon gourd. In addition, she took out two pieces of at least the sixth rank His magic weapon, a piece of defense, was a blue bead the size of a bowl hanging above his head, with blue light hanging down from it, and several murderers laid siege to him, neither evil nor flying swords could break it.

The other is a pair of white jade scissors carved with a phoenix. Two white jade phoenixes are intertwined. She stretches out her hand and throws it. Moxiu and his flying sword were cut in two, unable to resist at all.

After cutting the three demon cultivators to death in one breath, Xuan Wuzi finally couldn't stand still, rushed out from the crypt, and shouted loudly:

"stop!"

When Xuan Wuzi appeared, Ye Chen immediately sensed the unique aura of the descendant. Looking up, he saw a handsome young man standing in the air with his hands on his back.

If you just look at it from the surface, Xuan Wuzi doesn't look like a murderer at all, but people can't look at the surface, just like a generous monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes but holding a white bone flag to summon ghosts. doorman.

Xuan Wuzi glanced over the four descendants, and when he landed on Ye Lianxing, he showed a hint of surprise. When he saw Ye Chen, he was also surprised. Then he glanced at Monk Kusheng and Guanzhu Qingyun, and said in a deep voice:

"We are all the same kind of people, why bother to kill each other, you walk your sunshine path, I cross my single-plank bridge, well water does not violate river water."

He paused at this point before continuing:

"I swear, as long as you let me go, no matter where you are in the future, as long as you appear, I will stay away."

The four looked at each other and smiled, Ye Chen said:

"If someone else said that, it's because everyone is the same kind of person. But you are different. What you are going to do now will have too much impact. Once the earth lung fire poison breaks out, people around thousands of miles away will be devastated. I didn't see it. That's all, once you see it, how can you ignore it!"

Xuan Wuzi looked gloomy and asked:

"who are you?"

Ye Chen cupped his hands:

"Emei disciple Ye Chen, disciple of Luofu Immortal Tong Yuanqi!"

"A disciple of Emei again."

There was a trace of envy in Xuan Wuzi's eyes, but also a trace of resentment hidden, he shook his head and said:

"This statement is wrong. I also want to have a trump card by doing this. As long as people don't attack me, I will never offend anyone. And I can swear that I will only stay on this three-acre land in Yangzhou in the future, and will never involve evil spirits." battle."

His words and his expression are very sincere, but they won't believe it, they can't believe it, they are not three-year-old children, how could they trust the words of a demon who killed his teacher and betrayed his family, even if it is a descendant.

Ye Chen shook his head and said:

"If you give up what you are doing now, we will believe in you, otherwise we will see the truth in our hands."

Xuan Wuzi's face changed, it changed back and forth, and soon became gloomy and cold, and he said in a dark tone: