Cannon fodder beauty is reborn

"What's wrong with you?" Xie Lanshang was frightened by Junliu's anomaly, "I just ignored you no matter what I called you."

"It's okay." Jun Liu shook his head lightly, picked up Xie Lanshang's hand and held it, "I just remembered something."

Xie Lanshang didn't doubt that there was him, she smiled and said, "It's fine."

Then he looked at the little old man: "You just said that Junliu has already ascended?"

"That's right, the patriarch is extremely talented, and he passed the tribulation and ascended to the ascension at the age of eight." The little old man said this, with a proud smile on his face, very airy.

Xie Lanshang was also shocked. She turned her head to look at Junliu in a daze, and then turned to look at the little old man: "As far as I know, there are laws in the Three Realms, and you can't run around..."

"That's right." The little old man stroked his beard thoughtfully, and murmured, "It's really a strange thing, a strange thing!"

Ye Jun Liubing's blue eyes flickered slightly, and he stretched out his hand to embrace the restless Xie Lanshang behind him: "Lanshang, let's go find the thousand-petal snow lotus!"

Xie Lanshang suddenly thought of this, and hurriedly nodded in response: "Do you know where it is?"

Ye Jun heard the words and said with a smile: "Shenzhou is my territory."

"Patriarch is leaving?" The little old man eagerly took two steps closer, "Don't you want to stay for a while?"

Ye Junliu took Xie Lanshang's hand: "No, I can come back anytime I want."

The little old man bowed and saluted respectfully: "Respectfully send off the patriarch."

When he got up, a strange color flashed across the little old man's face: "Huh?"

Ye Junliu instinctively stopped, and glanced at him: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." The little old man smiled, "Many people strayed into the sea of ​​ghosts. It must be a bad luck. Since ancient times, there have been countless monks who have come to Shenzhou to search for the endless sea. It's common for them to overestimate their capabilities."

The little old man's words and Junliu and Xie Lanshang instantly realized who it was.

The others didn't bother to care about it, but Jian Qiu and Yun Jin were also included in that group, so they couldn't be ignored.

"Junliu, let's go to the ghost sea first."

Jian Qiu got up from the deck and looked around, the sky was covered with black air, and the surrounding area was filled with thick fog, making it impossible to see anything clearly in all directions.

Looking back, I only remember that their entire ship was swept by a strong wind, and rushed into the ghost sea unreasonably.The gloomy and soul-destroying ghost aura came oncoming, straight to the soul, Jian Qiu fainted on the spot, and when he woke up, he was in the current state.

"Big Brother, Second Brother." He called out, coughing as he was choked by the sinister wind that poured into his mouth and nose, surrounded by ghostly aura, but there was nothing there. He tried to slash through the air with his sword, and the clear sword aura spread out He failed to disperse the black mist as he wished, but was swallowed by the black mist domineeringly.

"There is a backlog of dead souls here all year round, and the resentment is soaring, so don't waste our efforts with our little cultivation."

The person who spoke was actually Tang Xu.

Although I don't know him well, at least I have a companion.

Jian Qiu, who thought she was on the order, was almost moved to tears, and hurriedly hugged Tang Xu's arm without letting go: "Qing He, Qing He, Qing He, Qing He..."

"..." Tang Xu's expression was blank, "What are you talking about?"

Jian Qiu ignored it, looked around, and said, "What should we do now? Qinghe Qinghe Qinghe Qinghe..."

"Of course I went to find my master." Tang Xu said, "It would be even better if I could meet Master Lu Wei."

Jian Qiu was full of confidence in an instant: "It makes sense, this kind of scene is like playing tricks to Master Lu Wei, and it can be done casually, Qinghe Qinghe Qinghe Qinghe..."

Tang Xu couldn't take it anymore: "Master Jian, the second young master of my family is not here, what are you called Hun?"

Jian Qiu was serious: "What do you know, Xie Lanshang is the God of Exorcising Ghosts, and I will recite him as an order to exorcise ghosts, so it will work."

Tang Xu didn't even bother to slander, and followed Jian Qiu all the way forward, groping forward, suddenly, Tang Xu stopped in his footsteps, and slashed forward with his sword.

The domineering sword energy spread out, only to hear a wail that didn't sound like a human cry from a distance, and the surrounding thick fog was swept away by the strong wind and retreated to the left and right, revealing the fierce ghost hidden in the thick fog.

Without further ado, Tang Xu poured his true energy into the blade of the sword, and swept it with another move. Although Li Gui dodged it, he did not relax. Start a fierce struggle.

Jian Qiu could see clearly that Tang Xu was quite energetic at the beginning, but the further he went, the more he couldn't do what he wanted, his speed and strength obviously dropped, and Li Gui found his weak point and scratched his shoulder and lower back.

The bloody wound radiated black yin.

Li Gui rampantly laughed grinningly, and rushed towards Jian Qiu, who looked weak at first sight.

Tang Xu: "Jane Hongye!"

Jian Qiu drew his sword in time, but unexpectedly, the ghost's actions were so deep that it knocked the sword out of Jian Qiu's hand, the tiger's mouth was broken, and blood flowed horizontally.

That shouldn't be the case.

Tang Xu and Jian Qiu realized the problem in an instant. There was corpse poison in the thick fog!

The poisonous gas was inhaled into the body, penetrated into the limbs and bones, and hit the inner alchemy directly.

Feeling exhausted all over his body, not to mention picking up the sword to fight to the death with the ghost, even putting a barrier to protect himself has become a problem.

Seeing the fierce ghost rushing towards him, Jian Qiu shouted in desperation: "Qing He Qing He!"

Tang Xu almost died suddenly on the spot.

Brother, it's such a time, can you...

Li Gui got stuck on the spot and froze in mid-air.

Jian Qiu: "?"

Tang Xu: "???"

Day, that's fine too! ?

Jian Qiu's eyes are shining, the decree of exorcising ghosts is really honest and not deceiving, it's just too—

The Yuehua sword passed through the ghost, and the ghost screamed and disappeared.

Jian Qiu was startled, Tang Xu was stunned, and they both turned their heads to look at the man who came out of the thick fog.

"Qin Xianzhi?" Jian Qiu's face changed slightly.

What a fucking dog, he was so desperate to be saved by this bastard.

Jian Qiu shook his hand full of blood, bent down and picked up the saber: "Even if you don't make a move, the young master can save the day."

Tang Xu made two steps in three steps, grabbed Jian Qiu's wrist, and pointed at Qin Mu with his eyes: "There is something wrong with him."

"Ah?" Jian Qiu didn't realize it for a while, and only when she looked at Qin Mu again did she feel something was wrong.

This guy's eyes are very strange.

Jian Qiu knew that this person was so ambitious and pretentious, and after becoming Lu Wei's closed disciple, he looked at people with his nostrils, thinking that he would ascend to the Tao and be invincible.

But at this moment, the look in his eyes seemed to have a deep hatred for everyone, his eyes were full of anger and fierce, frightened Jian Qiu alive, lest this guy go crazy and give him a sword in the next second.

Suddenly, Qin Mu grinned.

This smile made Jian Qiu and Tang Xu shudder and shudder.

As Qin Mu laughed deeper, Jian Qiu's scalp tightened, and he instinctively grabbed Tang Xu's wrist: "Run!"

"Ah?" Tang Xu was caught off guard, and was dragged by Jian Qiu to run a hundred feet away. When he looked back, God, Qin Mu had caught up!

"He is simply scarier than Ghost Xiu!" Tang Xu agreed with Jian Qiu's words.

Qin Mu laughed and slashed wildly with his sword. He was also poisoned by the corpse, so Qin Mu was not affected much. After a few leaps, he chased after him, swiped his sword, and the deck broke with a "slap".Jian Qiu was so shaken that she almost fell down, and she and Tang Xu helped each other to retreat.

"He's crazy." Tang Xu held his sword in his chest, and glanced sideways at Jian Qiu, "It's ridiculous that you and I didn't die on the way of slaying demons, but were killed by our own hands."

Jian Qiu let out a "bah": "Who is with him?"

"Third Young Master Jian."

"Don't be discouraged, my Jian family's swordsmanship is no worse than Taiwei Xianzong's!" Jian Qiu clenched her sword tightly, ignoring the pain coming from the bleeding tiger's mouth, and barged Qin Mu's sword that fell from above. front.

The strong pressure fell down without leaving any room, Jian Qiu's bones creaked, his knees softened, and he knelt down on one knee abruptly, and a hole was broken in the deck.

Angrily, Jian Qiu raised an upward thrust, swung away the momentum of the Yuehua sword, and quickly got up to stab, but the stab missed a little, only narrowly piercing Qin Mu's sleeve robe.

Jian Qiu scolded her mother in her heart: "It's my fault that I didn't listen to He's words earlier and work hard to practice the sword, or I would have ripped him apart by now!"

After failing to act coercively, Tang Xu couldn't bear to look directly at him: "Run!"

Jian Qiu was reluctantly dragged away by him, and Qin Mu chased after him ferociously, laughing crazily while chasing, even more fierce than a ghost.

Suddenly, there is a clear sword energy coming across from the front, and Jian Qiu can see clearly that it is the Wangyou Sword!

"Yun Jin!" Jian Qiu almost burst into tears on the spot, and lined up to welcome her.

The sword energy sent Qin Mulian back with the sword, Yun Jin came in the wind, landed a little unsteadily, his face turned pale: "Junior Brother Qin!"

"Hehehehahahahaha..." Qin Mu's face was scratched by the sword energy, and the ferocious blood dripped down his chin to the deck, but he didn't realize it, and laughed more and more wildly, "Those who oppose me will perish!"

Tang Xu's scalp was numb: "Young Master Yun, this is..."

"Swallowed by the evil spirit of resentment." Yun Jin breathed heavily, "The evil spirit of resentment can amplify the desires in people's hearts to the extreme, thus turning them into crazy monsters."

Jian Qiu and Tang Xu were dumbfounded.

Yun Jin took out two pills and gave them: "Elder Puji's, it can detoxify corpses."

The two swallowed quickly, and Jian Qiu hurriedly asked: "Then how are you all doing, my eldest brother and second brother..."

"I didn't meet them, but..." Yun Jin closed his eyes, "My fellow apprentices have all become like Qin Mu, and there are still a lot of casual cultivators who were affected by the resentment, started to harm themselves, and even lost their lives. Kill anyone with reason."

Tang Xu asked anxiously, "Then my master?"

Yun Jin used the Immortal Binding Curse to restrain Qin Mu, who was stretching his teeth and claws, but this thing could not last long.

"I haven't met a respected teacher." Yun Jin said, "I'm also looking everywhere."

The three walked together, Yun Jin walked in the front, his face became paler and paler, Tang Xu's footsteps gradually became dignified, and he was left behind, while Jian Qiu's footsteps remained the same, gradually becoming the leader.

"Qiuqiu." Yun Jin stopped and called out weakly.

"What's wrong?" Jian Qiu turned her head and was really startled when she saw Yun Jin's undead face.

Yun Jin laughed at herself: "I feel that something is wrong with me."

Tang Xu, who was at the end of the line, also said, "Me, me too."

Seeing the appearance of these two people, an ominous premonition surged into Jian Qiu's heart: "Hey, don't scare me!"

Yun Jin clenched Wangyou Sword uncontrollably, an indescribable violence swept through his heart, he gritted his teeth and endured it, sat cross-legged on the ground, and silently recited the Qingxin Mantra: "Qiuqiu, will the Immortal Binding Curse work? "

Jian Qiu instantly understood: "Yun Jin, you..."

Yun Jin was upset: "Just in case, hurry up!"

Jian Qiu had no choice but to cast the Immortal Binding Curse to bind Yun Jin and Tang Xu into zongzi.

Tang Xu felt much better after continuously reciting the heart-cleaning mantra silently. He raised his eyes and asked, "Why are you okay?"

Jian Qiu also looked blank: "I don't know."

"Resentment and evil will only affect those who have desires in their hearts." Yun Jin opened his eyelids and smiled knowingly, "Unexpectedly, our family, Qiuqiu, is an upright gentleman with pure six senses."

Jian Qiu was dissatisfied: "Who says I have no desires, does eating, drinking and having fun count?"

Yun Jin and Tang Xu both laughed.

Jian Qiu couldn't laugh anymore.

Today, he finally understood why so many monks came to Shenzhou throughout the ages, but they never returned.Why are so many of them, who are powerful enough to call wind and rain from heaven and earth, still buried in the vast sea?

What kind of scourge is there in Shenzhou that will cause countless great talents to fall?

He finally understood.

Resentment affects the mind, loses reason, and kills each other.

The more powerful and powerful the cultivation base in Kyushu, the more cruel and terrifying the slaughter, and the result will only be blood-stained seas, and the entire army will be wiped out.

The dense fog seemed to have lightened a lot.

The sounds of killing came one after another, lingering at everyone above the gloomy and boundless sea.

Suddenly, a flash of sword light soared into the sky, swaying countless afterglows, and dispersed the entangled black mist!

Yun Jin's soul trembled: "Master!"

Jian Qiu was also inspired: "Headmaster Lu Wei?"

The dense fog was dispelled, and his vision became clear in an instant. He saw countless skeletons climbing on the ground, trembling skeletons that could stand and walk, and many ghost cultivators who had cultivated their bodies.

As for their human monks, all of them were insane and turned into demons. Like Qin Mu, they lost their minds and slashed at their brothers with their swords.And those monks who have not been completely swallowed by the resentment have a sliver of reason, desperately trying to persuade their companions to wake up, but they are stabbed in the back by their companions, either their hands and feet are cut off, or the inner alchemy is pierced by a sharp sword.The ghost cultivators in the distance were happy to pick up the leftovers, and the human monks were already in chaos and defeated without any action.

At the end of the dense fog, Lu Wei held back his back with one hand and recalled his saber with the other. The tyrannical sword energy rampaged unscrupulously, making the lonely ghosts around him fearful.

Countless ghost cultivators wanted to approach but dared not, so they could only encircle and wait for the opportunity to move.

There are skeletons in there, some have been repaired with blood and flesh, and there are even thousand-year ghost cultivators whose skin is intact except for their cheeks that have not fully recovered.

It can't be said to be the head of the ghost sea area, but at least it is the backbone, the top management, and the lonely ghosts obey it.

The stern sword light reflected the festering right half of its face, it waved its hand with a grinning grin, and the ghosts rushed forward.

Lu Wei stood still, and slashed the air with the sword in his hand, and immediately there was a "rumbling" thunder from above, followed by a blue-purple lightning strike down the sky, attached to the sword body, and the sword qi with the power of wind and thunder spread out in anger, Kill all the ghosts in all directions!

Yun Jin is far away, but he can still feel the coercion brought by the sword qi: "Tai Wei Zhen Jue."

Tang Xu panted and said, "As expected, Master Lu Wei."

Standing there, he is an unshakable pillar, solid and reliable.

"Heh." The thousand-year ghost cultivator let out a cold snort, stepped forward, waved his right hand lightly, and the black mist left in the air quickly gathered towards it, gradually condensing into a skull in the palm of his hand.

The skull made a piercing ghostly cry, and rushed straight towards the deer.

Lu Wei acted prudently and never overdid it, he held the sword and slashed, although he cut straightly, the skull did not disappear, but split into hundreds of small skulls in an instant.

Overwhelming, densely packed, Lu Wei was surrounded in an instant, airtight and airtight.

The thousand-year-old ghost cultivator exhaled foul breath, and was about to turn around to leave, when suddenly a piercing sword energy came from behind, and his true essence shot straight into the sky!Countless skulls were carried up into the sky in a funnel-shaped spiral by the strong wind, and they were all turned into fly ash at the moment when another thunderbolt struck the air!

The thousand-year-old ghost cultivator frowned, but soon relaxed, and a gloomy smile appeared on his lips: "Be careful behind you."

Lu Wei's heart trembled slightly, his first reaction was that the thousand-year ghost cultivator was playing tricks and tricks to distract him; but when he didn't realize that he wanted to turn back and defend, it was already too late.

With a sword in the chest, Lu Wei looked at Xie Guanlin with a ferocious face in disbelief, and a mouthful of blood gushed out.

The thousand-year ghost cultivator laughed loudly: "It's so wonderful, it's so wonderful!"

All the sane monks in all directions were stunned, watching Xie Guanlin pull out his sword, and the bright red blood spurted out from Lu Wei's chest and spilled all over the ground.

"Xie Guanlin!" Elder Puji yelled loudly, and flew over, while catching Lu Wei who was almost fainted, he swung Buddha dust to block Xie Guanlin's second blow.

The sword energy flooded the sky, Elder Puji was shaken back a few feet, his tiger's mouth and his whole arm were numb.

Tang Xu stared blankly: "Master?"

Xie Lanyu, who followed from a distance, was panting like a cow, her face paler than a ghost: "Father!"

"Lan Yu, this opportunity is once in a thousand years, what are you waiting for!" Xie Guanlin grinned maniacally, "The talents of all the immortal sects are here, as long as we kill them all, my Xie clan will surely reach the top of the cultivation world! "

Elder Puji was heartbroken: "Xie Guanlin, you are a wolf with ambition, you are not as good as a beast!"

He is such a person, but the resentment makes him unable to restrain his inner desire, and completely releases his nature.

Xie Lanyu was covered in blood, and he didn't know if it was his own or someone else's. He rushed forward, "Father, don't do this, wake up."

"I'm sober!" Xie Guanlin threw him away vigorously, hissed at the end of his voice, "Nizi, are you going to defy me? Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day, and a big event is about to happen. If you dare to stop me, I will be the first I will kill you!"

Xie Lanyu was shocked, facing Xie Guanlin's relentless hostility, unable to move an inch.

Fierce ghosts devoured their souls, and the screams of the monks kept coming and going. Xie Lanyu looked around, and all he could see was blood and slaughter.

"Jian Hongye..." Xie Lanyu subconsciously passed, and Xie Guanlin grabbed her wrist with such force that she wished she could break her wrist bone alive.

"Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

"He, he is Lan Shang's friend..."

"Except for Xie's family, they are all going to die!" Xie Guanlin's eyes were cleaved, "Are you going to let them go out alive, and everyone who will spread the news about your father's stabbing of Lu Wei will know!?"

Xie Lanyu was stunned: "But..."

"Sect Master Xie's heart can't be hidden at last, right?" These words came down with the Yuehua Sword. Xie Lanyu knew that it was Qin Mu who came, but before he could react, he was blown out dozens of times by the wind blowing up in place. Zhang Yuan, fell hard to the island outside the sailboat before giving up.

He climbed up in embarrassment and saw that Qin Mu and Xie Guanlin had already started fighting, and the emerald green vines rose from the ground, instantly binding Qin Mu into rice dumplings, Qin Mu was not to be outdone, and swiped his sword to chop the illusion to pieces .

The sky and the ground are filled with the screams of monks and the excited screams of ghosts. Xie Lanyu looked back and saw Jian Qiu and Yun Jin surrounded by ghosts. He summoned his sword and tried to rescue him, but he did not dare to disobey his father. will.

"Young Master!" Tang Xu shouted out loud, caught off guard by Li Gui who found an opportunity, bit his shoulder, and tore off a piece of flesh, excruciating pain.

Jian Qiu saw Jian Chun, who was seriously injured and comatose, and Jian Xia, who was fighting beside Jian Chun. He wanted to go to support him, but was blocked by ghosts one after another.

With a pale face, Yun Jin directly shot out the saber: "Jian Qiu!"

The Wangyou Sword stabbed fiercely on the deck next to Jian Qiu's ear, and the spreading sword energy repulsed all the evil spirits that overwhelmed him. Jian Qiu, who was covered in blood, got a moment to breathe, and wanted to go to support Jian Chun immediately. He inadvertently turned his head to look at Yun Jin, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Be careful!"

The thousand-year-old ghost cultivator stretched out his five fingers, and grabbed Yun Jin's Tianling cover fiercely: "The future head of the Taiwei Immortal Sect, goodbye."

...Life and death are just a matter of a moment.

Yun Jin seemed to see the legendary Wangchuan River, as if he saw the long Huangquan Road.

Or he wouldn't go to hell at all, because the thousand-year-old ghost cultivator would not kindly keep his three souls and seven souls for him, and most of them would be wiped out without even scum, completely dead.

Jian Qiu: "Yun Jin!"

Blood spurted out and trickled down Yun Jin's temples.

Everyone was stunned.

Yun Jin was also stunned.

No pain?

His heart was beating like thunder, his chest was numb, and he subconsciously wiped the blood from his face with his hand. It was indeed flowing from his head, but...

He instinctively looked back, dumbfounded.

It was the thousand-year-old ghost cultivator who bled.

Blood burst from its throat, because its neck was pierced by a white bamboo flute.

With a tearing sound that made the scalp tingle, Ghost Xiu's neck broke, and his head was half hanging on his neck. The scene was an unparalleled horror.

Yun Jin would be disgusted by this scene if he was not killed by the ghost cultivator, but the ghost cultivator looked like this, he didn't die, and he could fight back, temporarily repelling the person who attacked him.

It turned around, and its head also swayed, blood spattered everywhere: "You, you are..."

Looking intently at the person holding the jade flute, the thousand-year-old ghost cultivator shuddered, and an inexplicable coercion swept over his heart, making it silent for a moment, and his whole body turned cold.

"Junliu."

This clear voice came from behind, but it could be heard in the ears of the thousand-year-old ghost cultivator, but it seemed that the ghost was dragging chains and walking towards it step by step, intending to drag it into the Nether Ghost Mansion, into the eighteenth floor Prison, being repeatedly burned by the red lotus karmic fire...

The thousand-year-old ghost cultivator trembled all over, and looked back tremblingly, only to see the young man in red coming from the sky with a sword, and the moment he landed, the evil spirits around him scattered away!

The ghostly mist that hovered over the sky for thousands of years gradually dissipated, revealing the black sky, a few remnant stars embedded in it, and a lone moon.

The entire sea of ​​ghosts was silent, and a group of ghosts fled everywhere, fell into the sea or hid behind the mountain wall, all of them were trembling without exception, and some brave ones even dared to poke their heads out and look up, and suddenly realized that they had been there for thousands of years. Haven't seen the moon.