debt repayment

Ziwang died not long ago, so he was fresh, too late to be refined, and still retains the strength of a Nascent Soul cultivator. Although the attack of Suppressing Ghosts and Sorrows has stagnated, the ghost corpses are still fierce. Qing Le retreated half a hundred steps, becoming more and more unable to resist .

No, if this continues, I have to confess here!

Looking up, Qingle saw that there was no third person around, and knew that she had no chance of winning against this ghost corpse, and it was only a moment sooner or a moment later that she ended up in a tragic death.

But even if he couldn't be killed, in order to avenge his senior brother, he had to die honestly!

He frowned tightly, Tao Xun changed, and the original thick music suddenly increased, with a trace of hasty ruthlessness in the distant space.

The killing intent turned into wind blades, which sprang out from all directions and stabbed at the ghost corpse's vital points.

The ghost howled, and the steel arm became more violent.

Qingle stopped dodging and tried her best to attack.The sharp claws of the ghost corpse also cut him back and forth, and the blood mist gushed out in an instant, and it was hard to tell whose blood was in front of him.

"Jingle, jingle—"

A long wind blows from nowhere, sending a crisp and weak bell sound.

The sound of the bell was too weak, but within a short while, it swayed in the night.

At that time, a very melodious and solemn music sounded from another place. Its sound was like a flute, clear and elegant, and played with the Xun according to the beat of suppressing ghosts and mourning.

In just a split second, one of the two music sounds was deep and the other was clear, and the two echoes matched seamlessly.

Qingle was stunned, but she instinctively thought about it first, moving his fingers and lips. When he realized, the ghost suppressing sorrow and joy had already played a big role. The joints of the ghost corpse seemed to be nailed, allowing it to howl and struggle. The body movements became more and more difficult, and in the second half of the song, the body of the ghost body was struggling and trembling slightly, and it was almost impossible to move.

His Yaxun was originally an instrument to play with the chi, now that he has a helper, he can easily deal with the enemy, not to mention that the player of the chi is as skilled as Zi Wang, and his mana is full of mana in the quiet music. The moonlight that stains the mortal world not only suppresses ghosts, but also makes him feel at ease.

There is a tacit understanding, no need to say much, Qingle naturally understands what to do next.After the ghost-suppressing sad music was played, another more aggressive killing music was played. The invisible sharp strings flashed, and several thin invisible bloodstains were strangled on the neck of the ghost corpse.Until the climax of the song, the Xun sounds as usual.

Chi stop.

In the blink of an eye, Qingle put all her heart and soul into suppressing the ghost corpse, which suddenly lost most of its restraints, and was about to violently kill people, when a red and white long sword stretched out from its heart.

The comer started with clean hands, with one hand he cut off the ghost corpse's head with the bamboo chi, and with the other he crushed the ghost corpse's heart.

The head fell to the ground, and the wind blade fell, splitting its head and blasting it, spilling its brains.

"Senior brother!" Qingle put away the xun and ran towards the people who came. Seeing that Yuxian was covered in ashes, he was fine, and said with red eyes, "Senior brother, are you okay? I, I, I, I saw that the lock was cracked." What's wrong with you guys?!"

Yuxian sighed softly: "I'm fine, the locked life is transferred to Ziwang. Qingle, we are careless tonight."

"Brother, what's going on?"

"The spiritual scriptures of Shandezong can't find out the origin of the fierce ghost, and just at this place, the breath of other monks is vaguely transmitted. Ziwang thought it was someone who came to snatch the ghost from us, so he advocated to try the danger immediately, and Miaoyinzong supplemented it with music Suppressing ghosts with sound. I didn’t want that ghost to kill directly, brother Ziwang was the first to bear the brunt, and the formation was messed up. The ghost killed wantonly, and I saw that brother Ziwang had turned into a ghost corpse, so I let Suo recognize him and escaped by luck.”

After he finished speaking, he said solemnly: "Qing Le, don't run in and take risks when encountering such things in the future, senior brother doesn't want you to have an accident."

Qing Le said in a daze: "...What about the others?"

"All dead."

[The author has something to say: According to this trend, His Majesty may not be able to violently beat up novices, because the novices have already been beaten back by the big cheaters (funny.jpg]