The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

Buried bones in the periphery of Mulangshu.

Que Yan disciple Yu Jian tried his best to chase the three in front, but he didn't expect the other party to suddenly turn around and attack them with the red fire seal.

"Formation!" The leader of the Que Yan disciples shouted loudly, and more than a dozen red-robed figures jumped into the air to form the formation, controlling their swords to point directly at the three of them.

For a moment, scorching spiritual energy soared into the sky, and a huge bird-like figure fell from the sky with its feathers blooming.

The sound was deafening, as if something had been broken through.

"Senior brother! No, that seems to be one of our Que Yan people?"

"!!!"

"Quickly close the formation!"

The leading disciple took a closer look and said quickly.

The spiritual energy dissipated, the sword formation ended, and they surrounded the three people.

The red robe warded off mortal fire, but the exposed skin and hair suffered disaster.

The three people's faces were dark, and there was black smoke coming out of their mouths, as if they had held firecrackers and exploded:

"The Flame Sparrow Divine Array...was used on one of our own people?"

The person who was burned the most severely stretched out his hand and pointed at the tip of the leading disciple's nose with a trembling hand, and the thousands of words in his heart were all transformed into the quintessence of the Chinese nation.

"How is this going?"

The leading disciple ignored him and turned to look at the other one who was least injured.

"I... don't know... it's a little confusing..."

The man covered his head: "I heard some movement at night, so I went out to check...I seemed to see someone, and then I didn't know anything."

"Golden lotuses... golden lotuses all over the ground!" The disciple who was burned the most stubbornly kicked him:

"It's the person next to the ghost cultivator..."

"I saw that she came with bad intentions and was holding a sword..."

He thought of something and took out his spiritual sword. He unsheathed the blade and saw a small round hole in the middle.

"This..." The Queyan disciple's eyes narrowed when he saw this.

The charm of the sword is lost and the inner spirit is dead. The sword is considered useless, and may not even be as good as a mortal kitchen knife.

"And then? You continue."

"As soon as I pulled out the sword, a golden light shot towards me. I didn't have time to pinch it, so I held the sword in defense."

"That thing pierced through my spiritual sword and was at my throat."

The disciple had some frightening memories:

"Then...I didn't know anything anymore. When I woke up, there was a voice in my head telling me to get out of here..."

"Then the people who attacked me last night caught up with me again. Who knew it was you?"

"Who knew it was us?" The leading disciple reacted. They had been hit by the illusion array!

Thinking about it, he reached out to the former's wrist and inspected it with spiritual energy.

Sure enough, behind the opponent's back and the sea of ​​gods, there were still remaining formation circuits.

"Excellent swordsmanship and extraordinary illusory formation. As long as someone uses their spiritual consciousness to probe you, they will be dragged into the illusory formation, making people think that you are the ghost cultivators from yesterday..."

"Hiss...how come I haven't heard of such a person?"

The leading disciple's thoughts were flowing, and he suddenly stood up when he thought of something:

"No! It's to lure the tiger away from the mountain! Fourth senior brother..."

Before he could finish speaking, an unprecedented amount of spiritual energy erupted from the sky deep inside the Bone Burying Sang Shu.

The color of the sky and the earth suddenly changes, the wind howls, thick clouds sweep in, the sound of ghost howls goes straight to the eardrums, and the secret realm of Bone Burying Sang Shu has been opened.

"Quick! Let's go back quickly!"

……

On the other side, inside the secret realm.

The illusory formation was broken by the Bird Flame Sword Formation, his mental power returned, and Qin Yuan opened his eyes in confusion.

This huge treasure is really not something that ordinary people can use. Last night, she attacked a disciple of Queyan at night. She almost drained her dry with three breaths of the sword, and the spiritual water in her body seemed to be opened and sucked away by it.

The most important thing is that she can't stop!

If Jing Shichen hadn't taken it back on her own initiative, let alone setting up an illusion array later, she might have exploded and died.

But you have to say that it is really powerful, and the disaster is completely incomparable to it.

[Note: Can you please stop talking about the piece of scrap metal that was smashed into eight pieces by Tian Zhu in one blow?I find it embarrassing! 】

[Purification of the world is the path that leads directly to the purification of the world and annihilation. Disaster is the path of slaughter and killing that has just been glimpsed. There is a huge difference between the two. 】

[But...you can draw your sword as much as you want now, and get familiar with the feeling of purifying the world. Maybe when the golden elixir is enlightened, you can accidentally understand the way of purifying the world and annihilating it? 】

[Anyway, let’s try it first. The stupid bird will fly first. Otherwise, with your understanding, it will be even more difficult for you to see the golden elixir. 】

Qin Yuan ignored the chatter of annotations and just wrote them down.

The phantom formation was broken and her mental energy flowed back, which could only keep her awake for a while, and then she would fall asleep again.

Time was running out, so she patted the Fourth Senior Sister on the shoulder and pointed to the most terrifying path for ghosts in the secret realm.

"This road is full of confusing ghosts... No matter what you see or hear, don't pay attention... Even if your spiritual swords and treasures remind you, keep going..."

"Fourth Senior Sister...there is a feeling between different fires...you have to distinguish..."

After saying this, she fell asleep again. Xia Yan and Jiang Yu blinked, smiled and rubbed her little head.

Without saying anything, he walked deeper into the road.

With the effort of his front and back legs, Song Mian, the fourth senior brother of Queyan, also entered the secret realm.

He frowned when he noticed the ghostly aura in the air: "Is such a ghostly aura really the hiding place of Bai Ling? I'm afraid it's not a place for ghost cultivators to practice evil!"

Song Mian was suspicious, but still took the path with the most ghostly aura.

"Go inside and take a look first... If it's not there, it won't be too late to destroy this harmful place..."

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the ghostly aura in the air became heavier and heavier, and he had to open up his spiritual energy shield to resist it.

At this moment, the fire-seeking magic weapon in Song Mian's arms rang wildly, pointing to the fork on the left.

"It's Bai Ling!"

……

Thanks to the little junior sister's reminder, everyone in Shangshan walked all the way deep. During this period, the Twelve Mirrors on Jiang Yu's waist told him to turn left, where they could help the ghost wife get promoted.

Jiang Yu didn't even bother, biting his fingertips and smearing a little blood on his eyebrows.

My wife is shy!She couldn't call me husband-in-law so loudly!Don't you dare lie to me!

Compared to him, the fourth senior sister who was not a ghost cultivator suffered a lot.

The green fire in her body was restless, and dense beads of sweat seeped out of her forehead. Wherever she looked, an 8-year-old child was looking at her:

"Sister...why couldn't you let me live in the first place..."

The child stared at Xia Yan closely, a scar slowly opened on his neck, and hot blood instantly spattered on the latter's face!

"Xia Yan! No harm to the family, she is just an 8-year-old child! You...let me down so much."

"Xiao Zhu, come to your mother quickly. If you see her in the future, stay away. Be careful she will kill you."

The sound of pointing fell into the ears of Fourth Senior Sister. Her pace of advancement became slower and slower, and finally she couldn't lift it up at all...

"I…"

The hands around her neck tightened slightly, and a biting chill rushed down her eyebrows into the sea of ​​​​spirits.

Xia Yan's eyes instantly returned to clarity, and what she saw was the look of Jiang Yu holding back his hand.

"Have you been seduced by a deluded ghost?" Lao Liu's fingertips were wrapped with a faint black aura. Just as he was about to bless his junior sister with the ghost mark, he saw that she was sleeping more and more peacefully, and even laughed out loud?

???

Aren’t mind-browsing ghosts alluring people’s most fearful things or obsessions?Junior sister, what's going on...?

wrong!We can't work together, so what kind of curse should I give her?

"Thank you..." Xia Yan let out a long breath and tightened her arms around Qin Yuan's legs.

I am right!

"Ah? It's a trivial matter..." Jiang Yu dissipated his dark energy and planned to observe for a while, but thinking of the appearance of the fourth senior sister just now, he couldn't help but say one more sentence:

"In troubled times, you can have kindness in your heart, but you can't be completely good! (In troubled times, kill the Holy Mother Bitch first!)"