Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

Excluding the Fuyun Sect members outside, there are as many as six thousand disciples in the sect!

Yun Zhixia looked at the people below who had lost their nature and were blinded by desire, and the murderous intent in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

As the name suggests, the evil cultivators practice evil techniques.

They mainly rely on absorbing human blood and essence, and even the souls are not spared. They are captured and put into the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner to be trained into ghost puppets!

She looked up at the sky. No matter in the past or now, all evil practitioners must be killed!

Countless Ten Thousand Ghost Banners were spinning in the air, gradually forming a Ten Thousand Ghost Formation. Yun Zhixia, Zi Ling and Wu Jin were in the center of the formation!

"Jie Jie Jie..."

"Roar……"

"Whoa, whoa..."

Countless ghosts roared and flew out from the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner. Screams, laughter, and all kinds of sounds filled the ears.

Zi Ling was a ghost cultivator after all, and was greatly affected by being in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation. Her face was gloomy, and she could hardly hold the Xuanling Spear in her hand!

"Meditation!"

Yun Zhixia put his index finger and middle finger together and tapped a stream of spiritual power on Zi Ling's forehead. The green spiritual power dispelled the foul ghost energy around Zi Ling, allowing Zi Ling to breathe a sigh of relief.

After coming to her senses, Zi Ling looked ashamed: "I'm sorry, Tiantian, I'm holding you back!"

Yun Zhixia didn't have time to say more, she signaled Zi Ling to take out the Evil-Breaking Ruler to fight off the enemy.

Outside the formation, Bai Liang laughed triumphantly: "Ginseng spirit, there is a road to heaven but you don't take it, there is no door to hell but you come to it!"

"Who do you think my Floating Cloud Sect is? How dare you come here and act like a wild beast! You deserve the end of your Taoism being destroyed and your body being killed!"

Zi Ling was so angry that she yelled, "Bah, stop talking nonsense, you old thing! When I get out, I'll pull out your tongue!"

Yun Zhixia was thinking about how to break the formation while killing ghosts. There were too many ghost puppets, and even if he used them, it would drain his spiritual power! He had to break the formation as soon as possible!

As time passed, Zi Ling began to feel exhausted and her movements slowed down.

"careful!"

A fierce ghost with bloodshot eyes attacked Zi Ling from behind. Yun Zhixia quickly blocked it and smashed the ghost with one palm.

Zi Ling patted her chest in fear, feeling a little anxious. "Tiantian, this is not a solution!"

"Everything is interdependent and mutually exclusive. There must be something they are afraid of, right?!"

Hearing this, Yun Zhixia suddenly became enlightened and murmured, "All things are interdependent and mutually exclusive..."

Suddenly, a glimmer of enlightenment flashed in her eyes. Ghosts and monsters are evil creatures. To restrain them, one must have a spiritual creature from heaven and earth!

Aren't I a spiritual being from heaven and earth? !

Yun Zhixia directly pulled out the dagger and cut his wrist. Light green blood flowed down his wrist.

Smelling the scent of blood, the ghost puppets in the formation excitedly rushed towards Yun Zhixia.

"Give me blood..."

"I want to drink, ha ha ha..."

"Such delicious blood..."

The crazy ghost puppets stopped attacking Zi Ling and Wu Jin, and instead rushed towards Yun Zhixia.

In an instant, Yun Zhixia was surrounded by countless ghost puppets and disappeared.

"Sweet!"

"Sister!" Zi Ling and Wu Jin shouted anxiously.

puff...

Zi Ling spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on the ground in a mess. Only the Breaking Evil Ruler was still supporting her.

Wu Jin was not feeling well either. Facing something like the ghost puppet, it was difficult for him to exert his spiritual power.

At this critical moment, screams were heard, attracting everyone's attention.

Among the Ten Thousand Ghosts

The ghost puppets that originally surrounded Yun Zhixia suddenly screamed and their souls flew away.

Yun Zhixia held the spirit sword in his hand, and the blade was covered with green blood. All the ghost puppets that had been coveting him were killed by the sword.

Looking at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner above his head, Yun Zhixia flew up directly and applied his spiritual power to the spiritual sword. The spiritual sword made a humming sound and was full of fighting spirit.

"Break it for me!"

Following Yun Zhixia's sharp shout, the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, which were originally filled with ghostly energy, began to tremble. As the spirit sword slashed out, spiritual energy mixed with blood entangled the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners.

The ghost energy on the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner was completely eliminated, and the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation was naturally broken!

The originally dark sky seemed to have removed its black veil, revealing its originally gentle and beautiful face.

"Its daybreak?"

Zi Ling looked up at the sky and called out in surprise.

The Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation was broken, and the reflected force knocked all the people from the Floating Cloud Sect to the ground.

Except for Bai Liang and another old man, everyone else fell to the ground wailing.

Bai Liang was shocked. He stared at Yun Zhixia and screamed in disbelief: "How could you break the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation? This is impossible!"

Yun Zhixia used healing magic to heal her wrist. She looked down at Bai Liang, who was roaring helplessly, with clear mockery in her eyes.

"The Floating Cloud Sect was a large sect thousands of years ago. At that time, the sect's disciples took it as their duty to eliminate demons, defend the Way, and save the people."

"Many sect disciples die every year, but their original intentions remain unchanged."

"You didn't know that the Floating Cloud Sect has now become an evil sect! Don't you feel guilty facing the spirits of your ancestors day and night?!"

Every word Yun Zhixia said was heart-wrenching. Bai Liang and the others' faces turned pale, and the red lines on their faces made them look even more hateful!

"enough!"

Bai Liang roared, and he retorted unwillingly: "It's not our fault, blame God if you want to blame someone!"

"Why is spiritual energy becoming increasingly scarce? Why does the heavens want to cut off the lifeblood of a cultivator like me?!"

"I won't accept this, we won't accept this! Since Heaven is unfair, then we will go against Heaven!"

Hearing this, Yun Zhixia's face became colder and colder, and the memories between her and Yan Wen unconsciously emerged in her mind.

Thousands of years ago, the Floating Cloud Sect

Yan Wen was wearing a white robe, with his hair tied up high with only a blue and white headband. This outfit was the attire of a true disciple of the Floating Cloud Sect.

One day, Yan Wen staggered into the house, holding his chest, and woke up Yun Zhixia who was practicing.

At that time, Yun Zhixia was still a ginseng prototype. She ran to Yan Wen, shaking her ginseng whiskers.

"Wenwen, what's wrong with you?"

Yan Wen took off his shirt and answered Yun Zhixia while bandaging his wound.

"Zhizhi, I'm fine. I led some people to catch the evil cultivator today and got a little injured."

Yun Zhixia looked at the wound on Yan Wen's back, feeling distressed and somewhat puzzled.

"Wen Wen, why are you working so hard? I don't want anything to happen to you!"

Yan Wen bandaged the wound, put on his clothes, and held Yun Zhixia in his arms.

He reached out and gently stroked Yun Zhixia's ginseng leaves and sighed softly. His handsome face was filled with disgust for the evil cultivator and concern for mortals.

"Zhizhi, you are still young, you don't understand."

"We practice immortal arts to eradicate evil and bring peace to the world."

Yun Zhixia really didn't understand at that time, so she could only lower the ginseng leaves and shake them.

Now, after Yun Zhixia had experienced ups and downs for thousands of years, she looked at the roaring and ferocious ghost puppet in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner and finally understood something.

What Wenwen did back then was right!