moonlit night

Amidst the unanimous sounds of swords being drawn around, Ning Yuanmei shuddered all over, feeling that something that she absolutely didn't want to see would happen next.

The next moment, several figures appeared in the middle of the night directly above from far to near, accompanied by a teeth-shattering piercing sound.

Just listening to that sound, it seems that the protective barrier of this mansion is about to be broken.

"Hahaha, Mozun, are you satisfied with the gift we gave you?"

The person who said this was the one on the left of the three figures. This ghost was a former general under the seat of Lord Ming, with a thick body and a red face and eagle nose. On the ancient knife, it seems that he can't wait to snatch it for himself immediately.

The one in the middle of the three was the opposite of him, tall, thin and dark, with an ugly scar running across his face from his left forehead to the corner of his right mouth, making his triangular eyes slightly distorted.

This old ghost is not like his companion who likes to be a hero with his mouth. He resisted not saying anything, and just flicked his wide sleeves fiercely, countless fine silk threads flew out from the sleeves, and quickly intertwined into a big net. Overwhelming, it pressed down.

Just now the teeth-stinging voice became louder, and the people below suddenly looked up and looked around, only to see traces of the invisible barrier above the courtyard suddenly appearing, but the surface that should be smooth is now covered with spider webs Like dense cracks, it seems too fragile to withstand a single blow.

Soon, the large net woven of thin threads will collide with the broken barrier, and all the attendants in black robes who were on standby by the side have rushed out of the barrier, trying to cut off the giant net with a knife, but unexpectedly, they seemed to be smashing into the barrier. In the water, not only did they cut continuously, but they became more and more tightly entangled, and even the black robe on his body was wrapped in layers of thin threads, like flying insects trapped in a spider's web.

And Jun Changye was still held back by Yue Qingchen, and it seemed that he had no chance of backhand support.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems that this year's devil is also a waste, let us help you, don't let that dog jump over the wall in a hurry. Let's talk first, the knife belongs to us!" The red-faced ghost laughed loudly. The sleeve of the quasi-companion throwing the net suddenly slapped.His slap seemed to inject violent power into it, the filaments began to dance wildly like water snakes, the whole net trembled violently as if alive, nothing could remain in the place it passed, everything was smashed into dross .

Seeing that the black robes entangled in the net were about to be smashed to pieces, the barrier could no longer support it, and Jun Changye still had no time to deal with them, the scar ghost seemed to finally feel relieved, and sneered:

"It's finally time to take revenge on the previous revenge."

But at this moment, the man in green who had been hiding his hands in his sleeves on the far right raised his head and uttered a hoarse word: "Fire."

Before he finished speaking, he stepped back more than a dozen feet, as if he felt that it was his utmost benevolence to remind him, so he didn't reach out to give his companion a hand.And the next moment, as the black robes on the net were crushed into pieces, clumps of black flames burst out from the shattered places, and burned along the silk threads dancing like water snakes all the way to the eyes, directly tearing the scar ghost's sleeves into pieces. Burned into a ball of black charcoal.

Seeing that something was wrong, the red-faced ghost hurriedly pulled his hands out, escaping faster than a rabbit, but the scarred ghost was unlucky, his whole body was entangled in the tarsal maggot-like black fire, which could not be extinguished even if it was extinguished. He couldn't shake it off, once his body was covered with fire, the burning sensation all over his body was even worse than the ghostly red lotus karmic fire, and almost instantly, the gray robe he was wearing was burned into a ball of ashes.

"Mother, what kind of fire is this?!" The red-faced ghost roared, "Your surname is Luo, why don't you borrow some water?"

Ning Yuanmei's pupils shrank slightly.

Luo Mingche, so... is it really you?

The man in Tsing Yi naturally saw the sudden reversal of the situation, but ignored him, his sleeves moved without wind, as if there was something wriggling hidden underneath.And as his sleeves shook violently, Yue Qingchen below found Jun Changye's chance to dodge backwards, and suddenly raised his sword with a finger, and several cold air came out from the frost, and rushed straight into the air The black fire raging on Scar Ghost.

In this way, the fire was prevented from spreading, but it also frozen the Scar Ghost in place.The old ghost's hands and feet were all fixed in the air, everywhere was scorched black, only a pair of eyeballs could move all over his body, he really couldn't help it every day, he couldn't tell the pain.The red-faced ghost didn't seem to be on good terms with him, if he wasn't on the same front, he might have been gloating in his heart, but at this moment, as an ally, he still puffed up his beard and shouted: "The one named Luo, he can't move anymore! Is that guy really with us? No, let's go meet the Demon Lord!"

After finishing speaking, a huge ghost-headed iron-backed knife melted in his hand, and he rushed straight towards the barrier below. With one blow, he completely shattered the already crumbling barrier!

"Grandpa is coming too!"

The sound of the barrier breaking was so loud that Jun Changye, who didn't pay much attention to them at first, raised his head, but was immediately attracted by the ghost knife in his hand, so that he was almost hit by Frost Han.

It turned out to be soul cracking.

This ghost-headed iron-backed saber is a famous magic weapon of Dao Sha Huangyan. If it is used, although it will not cause the world to collapse, it will be enough to shatter souls and make people frightened.Ever since Huangyan fell under Luo Yunshen's hands, Liepo has disappeared along with it, and everyone thought it had been destroyed.After Huang Yan came back to life, he also talked about this sword in front of Jun Changye many times, and forced Jun Changye to write down his self-created sword of splitting souls. There are successors.

Unexpectedly, Lianpo appeared here again.

And just when Jun Changye was distracted, Yue Qingchen's moves suddenly changed in front of him, completely abandoning the defensive sword moves that appeared from time to time before, and replacing them with offensive moves.This is a style of play that completely disregards their own safety. Presumably the purpose of the puppet master is to let the two of them die together.

Jun Changye naturally felt this change, and couldn't help but feel anxious, but he couldn't attack him, so he could only dodge to the right.As soon as he dodged, Frost and Cold brushed past his left shoulder, and a cut was cut on his shoulder, but no blood flowed out because of the ice.

"Hey, doesn't it feel good?" The moment the two separated, the red-faced ghost joined the battle with his eyes wide open. With his right hand, he took the ghost knife and slashed straight at the top of Jun Changye's head with his right hand. The light fell to the top like a meteor, but the latter took three steps back unhurriedly, and raised his hand to support Liapao with Fengshen.

Normally, the one receiving the saber at the bottom would have to use both hands together to resist the thunderous blow from above, but Jun Changye only used one hand, and the other hand went straight to grab the handle of the saber.Naturally, the red-faced ghost refused, and while cursing, he also freed up a hand to start a fight with him.

But in this way, his downward pressure was naturally unstable, and Jun Changye took the opportunity to push him up, and he was pushed back.The tip of Fengshen's knife passed against the red-faced ghost's bulging belly. Fortunately, he turned back in time, otherwise he would have cut his belly open, and then brought out the heart, lungs, liver and intestines of his abdomen.

"What a poisonous boy!" the red-faced ghost yelled, and suddenly retreated more than three feet.Just based on the depth of the test just now, he knew that the Demon Lord in front of him was definitely not easy to deal with.

But since this old ghost got the soul splitting, his skills have improved greatly, and the power of the ghost clan has almost fallen, and he has almost beaten all the ghost clan invincibles, so he has become more aggressive and murderous, and wants to fight anyone who catches him.Now seeing the legendary magic sword conferring the gods, it is more like a chicken blood, as soon as he stabilized in the air, he rushed up again, wanting to fight with Jun Changye.

The number of ways he used his sword was very ruthless, and the iron-backed sword in his hand was rampant, like an angry lion.

But this time, the male lion is destined not to tear its prey apart under its claws.

Almost at the same time when the red-faced ghost was retreating backwards, Jun Changye quickly started stippling in the air with his left hand, and the bewitching light in his red-gold eyes was shining brightly. to the present.

When the black clouds formed in the sky, he happened to finish the last stroke in his hand. Immediately, with a wave of his hand, he pointed the black rune towards the tumbling clouds in the sky.

The red-faced ghost was not very vigilant to the advanced magic skills of the demons, and he didn't care what he drew. Although he felt the changes in the surrounding aura, he still didn't take back the momentum of rushing forward.From the corner of his eye, he saw that the Shuanghan Sword had already formed a pincer attack from the right side, and he was even more secretly happy, feeling that the victory was within his grasp.

No matter how powerful the Conferred God Saber is, there is only one. The demons don't always have three heads and six arms. After dealing with the frost and cold, the left side will inevitably show flaws.

He thought perfectly, Fengshenruiji's blade did slide to the right side of Shuanghan, and did not meet Liepo head-on.

But it wasn't because Jun Changye couldn't handle it and showed his flaws, but because he saw that there were many tiny cracks on the surface of Liepo, which might not be able to survive the blow of Fengshen, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to bring it back to Huangyan in its entirety.

So, he directly turned the edge of the blade, and slashed and slashed at the wrist of the red-faced ghost holding the knife with his left hand, and shouted:

"Bring it!"

With this low shout, the red-faced ghost felt a sharp pain in his wrist, as if it was broken, the knife was really shaken out of his hand, and the next moment, Jun Changye had already held it in his hand.

The weapon was taken away during the fight, is this still worth it?

The red-faced ghost was furious immediately, and wanted to take back his magic weapon, but at this moment, the black cloud that was already extremely thick in the sky finally cracked, and roared down like a waterfall of rootless water, as if engulfing thousands of troops. , all covered the body of the red-faced ghost.

boom!

He fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string, and together with the thousands of troops that followed, he smashed straight into the frozen lake in the courtyard.

The talisman drawn by Caijun Changye is called Soul Devourer Bone Talisman. It melts into the clouds, and the black rain it draws is naturally devouring. If it is directly poured on like a red-faced ghost, if there is no means of life-saving, there will be no bones left .

And after plunging down the ice lake, the water that originally appeared in the form of thousands of horses and horses turned into a black dragon wagging its tail, and as if still not finished, all the people in Tsing Yi flocked from the lake to the horizon.

But soon, the black dragon wilted its head, turned into rain again and fell back into the lake.

At the same time, Jun Changye lowered both knives and said coldly to the sky, "What do you want, Your Excellency?"

The man in Tsing Yi stopped the hand he had just raised with a half-smile, and fixed it on a position close to his neck.

On the opposite side of Jun Changye, Yue Qingchen stopped his hand along with him, but the frosty blade was already pressed against his neck, as if he could get blood splashed on the spot if he got any closer.