At the mention of the name Zhenji, everyone sat upright silently.

This name may be just "King of Spirit Ghosts" to the ordinary disciples of Wanglingxianzong. They usually only know that he was crushed under the dry cliff and ran out recently.

But as for his specific degree of fear, everyone must feel that he is far away.

For ordinary disciples, this name is actually closer to some kind of natural disaster, or a nightmare that will never come.

But it does have different meanings to the several peak masters present here.

The battle between gods and demons back then was the battle between these few people and Zhenji. If Ying Baifeng hadn't tried his best to seal Zhenji at the bottom of Yunlian Peak, countless lives would have been destroyed.

"Now I have escaped from pillow silence, and the master is retreating again, unable to forcefully break through. The situation is exactly the same as that year." Ying Baifeng sighed, "However, my physical condition is not as good as before."

Except for Wei Xiaomo, everyone knew that what Ying Baifeng said was not a lie.

After all, during the war, he hadn't yet entered the teacher's school.

"The guard tower has Xiaoshanqing, so it must be able to fight against Zhenji," Ying Baifeng said slowly, "But it may still take a lot of effort to completely defeat him."

Wei Xiaomo asked, "What happened back then?"

He went up the mountain for such a long time, but his brothers and sisters kept this matter secret, they didn't mention it, and he never asked.

"Brother, you can just say it. After all, it's not something that needs to be covered up. It's just that we don't mention it to Wei Lou...it's too painful to mention it." Chen Fujing said.

"That's right." Ying Baifeng smiled weakly, and then slowly told the story of the past.

*

The young Ying Baifeng didn't pull out Xiaoshanqing, a little frustrated, but he still held his saber and planned to fight Zhen Ji to the end.

After all, as a senior brother, he is indeed obliged to shoulder this responsibility for the younger brothers and sisters.

From then on, he practiced more diligently, thinking that even if the pillow silence came, he would still be able to fight.

Little did he know that this day would come so quickly.

It was a sunny and sunny afternoon, and the black clouds that covered the sky and the sun surged up from the mountain, and the originally peaceful Wangling Xianzong instantly became shrouded in black mist.

Zhen Ji walked out of the black mist, and asked with interest: "Where is Sui Jing Daojun? Don't let the children hit me."

"Mr. Dao retreats, I am the one guarding the sect today," Ying Baifeng said without fear, "If you are sensible, you might as well leave the sect as soon as possible!"

Hearing what he said, Zhen Ji burst out laughing: "You child, you may not be as old as a fraction of my age, why dare you speak such wild words?"

"I'm indeed a nobody, and I can't compare to the king of spirit ghosts," Ying Baifeng said loudly, "But if you face the five of us, what should you do?"

As soon as the words were finished, behind Ying Baifeng, Chen Fujing and others suddenly appeared.

Ruan Xiaozhen has always combined her mind with her actions, and in one breath, she took out the star knife and slashed towards Zhenji!

That pillow still didn't lift his head, he followed the lines cut by the star knife and came over.

"How can this little thing hurt me," Zhen Ji said with a sneer and disdain, "change to something powerful."

The disciples in the sect had already gone back to take refuge, but as the peak masters of the sect, they were not qualified to take half a step back.

"Then why don't we go together!" Chen Fujing was already full of fighting spirit, but now he was even more angry.

"Brother, don't forget that our strategy is," Changsun Qingxue reminded Ying Baifeng, "let's grab his attention first."

Several people charged forward, but Ying Baifeng made a handprint behind his back.

This is their way out.

Zhen Ji didn't take these young children seriously at first, but when several of them attacked together, they felt a bit helpless in a split second.

The few people usually cultivate together, so they naturally have a tacit understanding. In the attack of you coming and going, even the king of spirit ghosts will have some difficulty dodging.

Even so, it was far from killing him.

"This still won't kill me," Zhen Ji joked, "You'll be tired after a while, but it's my home game."

The light of the sword was like water, and the light of the sword was awe-inspiring. After several people fought for a while, Changsun Qingxue's sword energy was weak, which became the breakthrough point of silence!

It must be because the fighting time is long, and they are mortals, so there will always be times when they are exhausted. Even if Zhen Ji cannot break through for the time being, he can slowly consume these people to death with the strong physical fitness of the King of Spirit Ghosts!

This seemed to confirm his thoughts. When several people were fighting fiercely, Changsun Qingxue's sword energy was weak and slipped and fell to the ground!

The originally tight encirclement showed a flaw, and Zhen Ji chuckled lightly.

Sure enough, they are still ordinary people.

He didn't want to play any more.

A cloud of black mist condensed on his hand, so he decided to take Changsun Qingxue for surgery!

What he didn't expect was that just as he rushed over, Changsun Qingxue dodged extremely swiftly. After rushing out of the encirclement, Zhenji only saw Ying Baifeng smiling, showing a confident face.

This confidence made him a little annoyed.

How could he still laugh at this time? !Are they not mortal?Why can it last until now?

I want to crush them to death, but it's like crushing an ant!

Seeing Zhenji, Ying Baifeng became a little annoyed, and pushed out the fingerprints on his hand.

"I knew I was powerless to fight against you, so I chose other methods." Ying Baifeng saw him rushing towards him without any fear, "King of spirit ghosts, welcome to 'Weaving Dreams and Asking Hearts'."

They had no chance of winning at first, so they could only take advantage of the moment when the ghost king's mind was in turmoil to open Dream Weaving and Ask Heart, and pull the ghost king into their dreams.

"Weaving Dreams" is originally a way to test the soul, while "Weaving Dreams and Asking the Heart" is a killer move that hurts the enemy one thousand and self-damages eight hundred. While torturing the opponent, it will also bring great harm to oneself. , then both of them will be lost in the dream.

"Brother, I will leave everything to you," Ruan Xiaozhen said.

When Zhen Ji was pulled into Zhimeng Wenwen's heart, their plan was already half successful.

If the senior brother succeeds in the dream, then everyone will be happy; if the one who finally comes out is the pillow...

Zhimeng Wenxin's lethality was extraordinary, Zhen Ji was seriously injured, even if he couldn't kill him, he could still seal him.

Brother... I will leave it to you.

The few people were a little embarrassed, but they still looked in Ying Baifeng's direction with hope.

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