Fantasy: The Book of Heaven at the beginning changes fate against the will of heaven

It only calmed down for a moment. When the Thunder Fire Talisman was used up, all the ghosts rushed over like they were desperate, opening their bloody mouths one by one, waving their ghost claws and pounced on the two of them.

The cold light on Qin Yue's divine flower sword was sharp, and his face was solemn. Lu Yunchang gathered the golden sword again, and the two of them faced countless netherworld creatures, back to back, and rushed out with a loud roar at the same time.

The sword light is cold and the sword light is fierce.

Suddenly, under the almost crazy output of the two men, the surrounding ghouls immediately turned into stumps and broken arms and scattered in all directions.

Lu Yunchang would throw out one or two thunder and fire talismans from time to time. Netherworld ghosts were most afraid of this kind of attack with the strongest and most positive attributes, and they could clear out a large area immediately.

But in the water pool, there are still dense ghosts coming out, killing them endlessly.

Lu Yunchang was also puzzled. Normally, ghosts are incorporeal. Why do all the ghosts appearing here have physical bodies? Although each one looks like a patchwork of rotten bananas, it can't stand the crowd.

Not long after, the two of them were covered in slimy flesh and blood. They were so disgusted that they cursed in their hearts.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, three quarters of an hour, half an hour...

Time passed bit by bit, and the two of them almost lost track of time. No matter how strong the true energy in the body is, it already feels a little unsustainable at this time. I'm afraid that if this continues, the two of them will be consumed to death even if they are not killed.

These ghosts didn't just stand there for two people to kill. Each of them was biting with teeth, scratching with sharp claws, or spraying water arrows. Even when Lu Yunchang felt like a needle pricking his consciousness, some ghosts were still alive. Will attack with soul.

As for the soul, Lu Yun is somewhat afraid of being bitten by a snake once and for ten years. Since the fox demon almost broke his soul last time, he has suffered so much that he is not interested in such existences that can attack with souls. Deeply disgusted.

But there are too many ghosts, and there is really no time to carefully identify which kind of ghost is issuing the soul attack.

And as time went by, Lu Yunchang also found that the intensity of the ghosts was also increasing little by little. Under the circumstances, the two of them were now unable to kill most ghosts with one move.

What's even more terrifying is that under his spiritual sense, Lu Yunchang even sensed that a ghost equivalent to the Taoist realm had appeared.

"Damn, what's in this pool? Why is it endless?"

On the other side, Qin Yue couldn't help but cursed after slashing away a Dao-level ghost with his sword.

Lu Yunchang also wanted to retreat. He shouted: "This is not the way to go, otherwise let's withdraw."

"How to withdraw?" Qin Yue quickly cleared away the ghosts with sword energy as if for free. He asked, "Do you know how to withdraw?"

Lu Yunchang said: "Mr. Qi told me a way out when he left. It should be possible to get out."

Qin Yue was silent for a moment, then couldn't help but cursed: "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

After saying that, he slashed away a ghost with another sword, turned around and ran towards Lu Yunchang. At the same time he shouted: "Let's go."

Lu Yunchang had already paid attention to his movements. He made a few gaps and jumped onto the Shenhua Sword that was flying over his head.

"These ghosts are not mindlessly rushing to kill us, but they seem to be organized and disciplined to deliberately consume us." On the Shenhua Sword, Qin Yue knocked down several ghosts who tried to jump up and grab the Shenhua Sword with a few sword energy, and said solemnly.

Lu Yunchang obviously had this idea, and analyzed: "So either they have a clear consciousness, or..."

As he spoke, he turned back and looked at the center of the pool. He wanted to say that there was either a boss-level ghost commanding him.

But when he saw a new ghost emerging from the pond, his pupils shrank, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Wind Spirit Sword!"

Qin Yue was caught off guard by his sudden turn. Just hearing Lu Yunchang's words, the Shenhua sword suddenly stopped, and Lu Yunchang almost fell off the sword without warning.

Qin Yue turned around and took a closer look, and sure enough she saw a ghost holding a long emerald sword in its hand. What else could it be if it wasn't a wind spirit sword?

When the ghost saw the two people looking at him, he slightly shook the sword in his hand, with a weird smile on his face.

At this moment, Qin Yue turned the Shenhua Sword without hesitation and flew towards the ghost. Only three words came out of his mouth:

"Kill him."

The Shenhua Sword was as fast as thunder, drawing a rainbow light in the low air and heading straight towards the water pool.

Seeing the actions of the two people, the ghosts under them became even more crazy. One after another, they attacked the two people without any fear of death.

The two of them resisted and attacked at the same time, and soon came to the ghost. The Shenhua Sword returned to Qin Yue's hand instantly, and struck the ghost with one strike.

A crisp sound of "bang" hit my ears.

Just as Lu Yunchang stood on the water, he saw Qin Yueren in the air, the Shenhua Sword in his hand colliding directly with the Wind Spirit Sword in the ghost's hand.

Looking at the grimace in front of him, Qin Yue endured the discomfort. The ghost smiled, and the smile was intriguing. He actually said: "I was afraid that you would really leave!"

Qin Yue was startled, and with a sudden force in her hand, her whole body flew backwards for more than ten feet, and she landed on the water with a backflip before asking: "What did you say?"

The ghost smiled and said: "I said, if you just leave like this, how can I thank you."

Qin Yue and Lu Yunchang are both confused. They are a ghost who has nothing to do with them. What kind of thanks are they?

Faced with the doubts of the two people, the ghost did not explain. He just looked at the two of them, a smile appeared on the already ugly ghost face, and it became even more ugly and disgusting.

"Let me introduce myself first. My name is Youran. I come from the Netherworld."

Youran's words made the two of them shrink their pupils at the same time. Although the two of them had never been in contact with the Nether World, they had heard of it, but they never expected to meet here.

Youran saw the expressions of the two people and continued: "I guess you entered here accidentally, so you don't know where this place is."

Qin Yue stood up now and looked at the ghost in front of him expressionlessly: "You know?"

"Yes, I know." You Ran said, "Do you want to know?"

You Ran's voice was full of an unusual allure: "Come on, beat me and I will tell you."

As he said that, he saw his Wind Spirit Sword slung behind his back, his left hand stretched forward, making an obvious sword-raising stance.

Lu Yunchang was a little confused, but Qin Yue said solemnly: "Are you also a sword cultivator?"

Youran said: "I have indeed practiced swordsmanship for several years. I didn't expect to meet a swordsman when I came here. It's really gratifying."

As he spoke, he looked at Qin Yue, and his originally white pupils turned into a long green: "Don't you want to see the skills of sword cultivators in the Netherworld?"