I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

The moment he finished speaking, Xu An was certain that it was the cultivator from Yangzhou who had some suspicions about their trip and was the first to self-destruct.

Obviously, he and Yang Wei suddenly disappeared for half a month, and countless burial objects were dug out in Qiuyun Mountain. Any living ghost in this underworld would think that there was a big tomb here.

Ordinary ghosts, even if they know it in their hearts, are still extremely envious, but with their strength and courage, they dare not do anything beyond the rules.

Although the other powerful men in Yin Court and the people in power under Yang Wei were also jealous, they knew that even if they wanted to jointly excavate the Qiuyun Mountain Tomb, they must have a thorough plan.

Therefore, during the period when Xu An and Yang Wei disappeared, there had already been some speculations and rumors circulating quietly.

Just when they could no longer hold back and wanted to attack Qiu Yunshan, Yang Wei and Xu An appeared safe and sound.

On the surface, the various forces in Yangzhou City kept silent, but in fact, even a ghost would have guesses.

Have they already entered Qiuyun Mountain and brought out various precious treasures?

As the magistrate here, no one would go crazy and cause trouble for Yang Wei.

If you want to know what happened in the past half month, you can only start with Xu An.

The cause and effect of the matter was easy to understand, but there was only one thing he was not sure about.

Looking at this guy who was full of confidence and had the upper hand in his grasp of victory, Xu An moved his fingers lightly, not even bothering to look at him, and said as if he didn't care:

"I just want to ask one thing, are you from Yinting Guixiong, or are you a spy from Dark Daozhou?"

Seeing Xu An's contempt for him, the living ghost suddenly snorted with resentment from his throat, then suddenly rubbed the ball with both hands, and the innate magic power in his body surged out.

However, before he could make any further move, the moment Xu An raised his eyes, the magic power in his body flowed, and his whole body burst out, suddenly punching him in the chest.

The moment of contact, a strong ice-blue magical light bloomed on its ghost body.

The living ghost didn't even see Xu An's movements clearly. His entire vision was suddenly flooded with ice-blue and he flew backwards.

There was a loud bang, like thunder, exploding in the dense forest.

Xu An's punch sent him flying, breaking three large trees in half one after another, splashing wood chips and dust all over the sky.

"You're only at the minor level of the Xiantian realm, and you dare to show off here?"

The robe moved slightly, and an ice-blue light flowed. Xu An shook his hand and took out the soul-beating braid from the sleeve of his robe and stepped forward.

"Cough cough..."

Under the broken tree stump, the living ghost who challenged Xu An let out a series of violent coughs, and his entire body became illusory, like a wisp of smoke that could dissipate at any time.

He endured the excruciating pain of his ghost body being shattered, covered his heart where Xu An had hit him, watched him approach with a whip, and roared:

"He's stronger than we thought. If we don't take action now, it will be too late!"

The moment he finished speaking, ghostly figures suddenly appeared from the surrounding dense forest. Strong magical light flowed through their bodies, surrounding Xu An.

"As expected of you, Mr. Xu, the renowned Yin Court master. Even after just half a month, your cultivation has already reached the Great Perfection of the Innate Realm. It seems the place you and Yang Wei went to must have been filled with great fortune!"

"Then we can't let him go. Kill him and the treasure will be ours!"

Seven powerful streams of magical power burst out one after another, and a figure appeared, holding ghost weapons, striding forward. His whole body seemed to be burning with blazing flames, and wisps of black air lingered around him.

Xu An glanced at them and said in a slightly cold voice:

"Innate cultivators, you are worthy of being called a heroic ghost in the main city of Yangzhou. I didn't expect you to be so depraved as to attack public officials. This is a capital crime!"

Seeing Xu An facing the siege without changing his expression, one of the ghosts laughed loudly and said:

"You are about to die, and you still want to use this as a threat? We will beat you to pieces, leaving no trace. The underworld will just think you disappeared for no reason, and who will be able to trace us!"

"It's useless to talk, take action!"

The moment he finished speaking, the seven ghostly figures that surrounded Xu An suddenly attacked with murderous intent.

With a slight movement of his body and the opening and closing of his eyes, Xu An quietly activated his divine eyes that could see through delusion.

The Seven Ghosts' seemingly extremely fast and swift attack methods became full of loopholes in his eyes.

Holding the soul-beating whip, Xu An raised his arm slightly, and with the blessing of his innate great perfection magic power, he whipped through the void.

clap clap clap...

A series of whip cracks instantly echoed in the dense forest.

In the flow of magic power, the offensive of the seven ghosts was instantly broken, and their bodies were knocked to the ground along with various weapons.

All this was said too late, but it was soon.

In a flash, the seven ghosts were lying on the ground, holding their hands, faces, legs and waists, rolling around in pain.

The soul-beating whip was originally used to restrain the soul body. At this moment, with the blessing of Xu An's innate great perfection, it has been pushed to the extreme. It is simply not something that ordinary innate ghost cultivators like them can resist.

Seeing them rolling on the ground and wailing desperately, Xu An strode forward, stepped on the chest of one of the ghosts, and said condescendingly:

"I ask again, are you greedy ghost cultivators acting rashly, or are you spies being directed by others?"

The ghost who was being stepped on hugged Xu An's feet and kept wailing. The magic power of the innate realm almost froze his entire soul to pieces.

There was fear in his eyes, and he wanted to struggle and beg for mercy.

But before he could roar and struggle, the soul-beating whip suddenly lashed across his neck, beating him to pieces.

The moment he turned his head, Xu An looked at the other ghosts who had crawled up with distorted faces and said:

"You guys want to die too!"

Seeing that Xu An had just made a ruthless move to kill, one of the ghosts gritted his teeth and said:

"What are you still standing there for? He's so cruel. He won't let us go even after he finds out the truth. Let's fight him!"

"kill!"

The six ghosts moved, and the magic power in their bodies flowed wildly, like six balls of flames, rushing straight towards Xu An.

"Since you want to die, you can't blame me!"

The magic power in his body flowed, and Xu An's free palm suddenly spread out and turned quietly.

In an instant, countless ice-blue lights condensed around him, forming a wild ghost as tall as an iron tower, almost reaching the height of the entire forest.

The moment the barbarian ghost appeared, he roared to the sky, and then suddenly punched the six ghosts that were rushing towards him.

It was as if stars fell from the sky and knocked on the earth.

The moment the power burst out, it was like the terrifying force of a storm, splashing out from the center of the collision, shaking the entire earth.

Countless clouds of dust rose up and submerged the center of the dense forest.

When the dust cleared, a deep pit about ten feet deep and several feet wide suddenly appeared in front of Xu An.

All around it, countless large trees in the Yin Court were broken in half and scattered everywhere.

The six innate ghosts that had attacked earlier had their bodies severely damaged by the soul-beating whip, and after being hit hard by the barbarian ghost's Dharma body, all of them were beaten to pieces.

Turning his head, Xu An looked behind him at the living ghost still lying under the tree and said:

"Aren't you going to tell me yet?"