The return of petitions

Hundreds of ghosts flew from nowhere, carrying the cold air as if they were going to freeze the entire Nightlife, and some people who couldn't hold back the domineering air began to tremble uncontrollably.

Wei WuXian slowly opened his eyes, his red pupils were as indifferent as ice, his pale face didn't even have a trace of blood, but his flute-playing lips were as red as blood.A female ghost landed on his shoulders from the sky, and the windless hair fluttered wantonly under the entanglement of the female ghost.

Everyone looked up, Lan Wangji, Nie Huaisang and others who were very familiar with Wei Wuxian before saw him like this, they couldn't help being surprised, Wei Wuxian seemed to be a different person after not seeing him for a while.When I saw him in the dark night before, I only felt that this person had a bad complexion all day long, but I didn't think about it too much. Now that he is so proficient in controlling ghosts, it is also related to the way of refining ghosts.

The summoned ghosts listened to Wei Wuxian's flute and circled back and forth in front of the Temple of Nightless Heaven. The cold atmosphere enveloped everyone, and the sky that was originally covered with clouds darkened, filled with thick fog, and no sunlight could be seen through it. Come in.

The ghosts searched for signs of life, wailing everywhere they passed.Although it is impossible to clearly distinguish between the Wen family and the Hundred Schools of Immortals, most of the people who were killed or seriously injured were disciples of the Wen family.

Wen Ruohan never expected that someone could really control ghosts, and seeing that Wei Wuxian controlled ghosts with the sound of a flute and killed many Wen's disciples, he became furious and used three pieces of Yin iron to summon more blood corpses to replace the killed disciples vacancies.

These blood corpses were forged by Wen Ruohan. At first, he wanted to forge murderous corpses, but it was difficult to refine them into the high-grade murderous corpses he wanted without a piece of Yin iron. blood corpse.

The blood corpse is not as self-aware as the murderous corpse, but its extremely lethal power is not inferior to the murderous corpse.In the past, Xue Chonghai also tried to refine blood corpses if he could not refine high-level murderous corpses, but in the end it still failed.

The blood corpse has no self-consciousness, no pain when injured, and it is refined from the corpse and will not bleed, so when it rushed into the crowd, it carried a killing momentum, and the blood-red face was terrifying. People, those two sharp deformed claws are like the sharpest blades, as long as they are scratched by them, they will be instantly infected with corpse poison, and within a few breaths, the poisoned person's whole body will be covered with dark lines, and his hands will be tightened His neck fell to the ground and howled in pain, and he died of extreme pain in a moment.

"Even if you can control ghosts, so what, with these blood corpses here, why should I be so afraid." Wen Ruohan looked at the reversed battle situation below with satisfaction, and when he turned his head to look at Wei Wuxian, his eyes were full of murderous intent: "I actually let you create It is a genius to perform ghost skills, but it is a pity that I cannot keep you."

Wei Wuxian naturally knew that Wen Ruohan wanted to kill him.

Now Nightless Sky has already become a battlefield of blood corpses and ghosts, and everyone else can only seek self-protection between the two. If there are monks with superb swordsmanship such as Lan Xichen, Nie Mingjue, Lan Wangji, etc., can they not fight? It took no effort to kill Wen's disciples, but it was difficult for one person to resist many blood corpses.

Therefore, as long as Wei Wuxian, who can control all ghosts, dies, the Sun Shooting Campaign will come to an end without any suspense, and Wen Ruohan will definitely wipe out all the families, and wipe out all the people who opposed him here.

Wei Wuxian curled his lips into a smile, his jet-black eyes were a little scarlet, and when he looked down at Wen Ruohan from a height, his pale face was filled with obvious disdain.

Holding Chen Qing in his left hand, allowing the ghosts below to play their own role, Wei Wuxian slowly stretched out his right hand, and a large and curled tiger talisman appeared in the palm of his hand. Even at a distance, one could feel the chilling aura permeating the tiger's body.

Wen Ruohan's complexion suddenly changed, and before he could see the clues of the thing, Wei Wuxian had manipulated the thing in his hand to turn the blood corpse around, and after a long while in a daze, he stopped attacking the people in the fairy sect , but killed each other.

When they were young, two blood corpses were ripped open by the opponent and exploded to death. A moment later, another blood corpse was exploded and fell down due to the attack on each other.

Everyone in the Bai family was shocked, unable to recover from this sudden situation.

Holding a long sword and covered in blood all over the Immortal Sect, everyone looked up at the man standing against the wind with fluttering robes on the top of the hall, only to feel that Wei Wuxian, who was dressed in black without wind and moving freely, seemed like a god like a god. Absolute coldness of violation.

I also saw blood corpses around me constantly exposed to pieces and falling all over the ground. Ignoring the dirty blood flowing under my feet, I finally came back to my senses and shouted in surprise: "The blood corpses have been manipulated by ..., they will no longer attack us, everyone! Look!"

"Young Master Wei is so amazing!"

"I don't know what is in his hand, but it can make the blood corpse reveal itself."

Wen Ruohan couldn't hide the murderous intent in his eyes at all, and asked with extreme hatred and anger on his face, "Wei Wuxian, what are you holding in your hand?"

Wei Wuxian glanced at him casually, waited for a moment, saw Wen Ruohan's eyes filled with anger from being ignored, and then slowly answered with a smile: "Yinhu Talisman."

"Yin Tiger Talisman!" Wen Ruohan was shocked. He never imagined that Wei Wuxian could forge a Yin Tiger Talisman that was as good as Yin Iron, and even much stronger. In comparison, the lack of a piece of Yin Iron is really not enough. .

Wen Ruohan's face was livid, thinking that he had worked so hard for many years to find three pieces of Yin iron to refine these blood corpses, but was destroyed by Wei Wuxian's Yinhu Talisman, with murderous intentions in his heart. If such an outstanding talent cannot be used by oneself, it is better to get rid of it, so as not to leave a disaster that will eventually get in the way.

So he simply summoned all the remaining blood corpses and rushed towards the man on the top of the hall.

Xue Yang already knew when Wei Wuxian used the Yinhu Talisman that with Wen Ruohan's cruel heart, he would definitely turn to deal with him next, so he has been secretly on guard.Now, seeing blood corpses rushing out from an unknown corner and directly killing them, he hurriedly leapt up to the roof of the hall to block him, and blocked the blood corpses that rushed towards him one by one.

However, the blood corpse neither feels pain nor bleeds, and was killed by Jiang Disaster so that it didn't even feel a few steps back. It still obeyed Wen Ruohan's command and approached step by step. The bleeding fangs searched for a gap and bit Xue Yang's shoulder. Wei Wuxian's extended statement blocked it, and then kicked the nearest blood corpse off the roof.

The blood corpses were getting more and more difficult to kill, Xue Yang took out the fourth piece of Yintie from his bosom and shouted to Wen Ruohan, "Hey, Wen, do you want this Yintie?"

Wen Ruohan's eyes fell on the Yin Tie in Xue Yang's hand, and a light flashed across his eyes: "Xue Yang, Yin Tie is indeed with you."

"This Yin iron has always been with me!" Xue Yang tilted his head, his expression was very innocent, but he kept swinging the sword in his hand, and the point of the sword pierced straight into the heart of the blood corpse attacking from the side. It caused damage but could not be killed, and imitated Wei Wuxian by kicking it down and handing it over to the people below, and said with a smile: "It was you who thought that Yin Tie was with Wei Wuxian, but I never said such a thing."

Seeing that Wen Ruohan's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his forehead was bursting with veins due to uncontrollable anger, Xue Yang said with a smile, "If you want this Yintie, I'll give it to you. Why get angry!"

Wen Ruohan smiled: "Xue Yang, what tricks are you trying to play?"

"What kind of tricks do I dare to play in front of you, Da Xiandu Wen?" Xue Yang said seriously: "This is only a big piece of Yin iron, it's not easy to control the corpses and the ghosts, so it's useless for me to keep it. Since you like it , and you happen to be short of such a piece, so I'll give it to you." After a pause, he added: "However, I won't send it over, I'd better ask Xiandu to come and get it by himself!"

Wen Ruohan laughed loudly, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, "It's just a piece of Yin iron, why should I go there in person?" After saying that, Xue Yang was surrounded by several blood corpses, completely ignoring the sword in his hand. Disaster grabbed him tightly and led him towards Wen Ruohan.

"Xue Yang!" Wei Wuxian's heart tightened, he felt as if he was about to stop breathing, and a huge panic spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body.He quickly used the Yin Tiger Talisman to control the blood corpses, but he was one step too late. By the time the blood corpses blew themselves up and fell to the ground, Xue Yang had been forced to kneel in front of Wen Ruohan, and the standing man grabbed his neck and beat him to death. Lifting it up, he asked sharply, "Where's Yin Tie!"

A sense of suffocation exploded from his throat, and just as Xue Yang opened his mouth to breathe hard for a few moments, Wen Ruohan's hands suddenly tightened: "Hand over Yin Tie!"

Blood flowed from the corner of Xue Yang's mouth, and there was a burning pain from the pinched throat, but Xue Yang gently raised his hand as if he didn't feel it, and Yin Tie appeared faintly in his palm.

Joy burst out of Wen Ruohan's eyes, his free hand was about to grab the iron, but before his fingers could touch it, a sharp pain hit his lower back, and when he turned his head, it was Meng Yao who was standing behind him holding a He stabbed the dagger into his body.

Wen Ruohan reluctantly threw Xue Yang out, and with a wave of one hand hit Meng Yao's chest, hitting him until he vomited blood and rolled all the way down the stairs.

Xue Yang, who fell to the ground, was hugged tightly by Wei Wuxian, who rushed over, and asked anxiously, "How are you, Xue Yang?"

Seeing a dizzy red mark on his neck, as if he had been pinched out just now, he felt distressed and angry, and was about to take some medicine to apply to Xue Yang, when he grabbed his wrist and said in a hoarse voice: "Wen Ruohan... Now..."

Wei Wuxian immediately understood what he meant.

Take advantage of Wen Ruohan's injury and unpreparedness to take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill him, otherwise once such a good opportunity is lost, it will be difficult to get another one.

Wei Wuxian gently supported Xue Yang to sit aside, and manipulated the Yinhu Talisman to make all the blood corpses nearby Wen Ruohan turn around and attack him, and the surviving blood corpses under the stairs also walked up step by step and surrounded him tightly. After a while, he saw that the place where the man was standing had turned into a gathering place of blood corpses, and the wall of corpses blocked him so that he could no longer see Wen Ruohan's figure.

Not long after, the blood corpses gathered more and more, Wei Wuxian ordered all the blood corpses surrounding him to explode, only to hear a deafening roar, the blood exploded like fireworks, the blood mist filled the air, and broken blood clots It fell to the ground.

After the blood mist that was thick enough to cover his eyes dispersed, Wen Ruohan's bloody figure gradually became clear. He turned his head to look at Wei Wuxian with all his strength, and grabbed his blood-stained hands tremblingly, but there was still a long way to go. Suddenly, he spat out a big mouthful of blood, couldn't stand anymore and fell down, his whole body twitched a few times, and then he opened his eyes and lost his breath.

Wen Ruohan died? !

Everyone from the hundred families froze in place.

After a long time, a young disciple suddenly shouted: "Wen Ruohan is dead!" Then they all woke up, with great joy on their faces, and rushed to tell each other: "Wen Ruohan is really dead, he is really dead!"

"Great! Once the Wen family is eliminated, the great stone in our hearts will also fall from now on."

"When Wen Ruohan dies, all families will be at peace from now on!"

Yes, Wen Ruohan, the immortal governor who was like a nightmare, finally died, and he died at the hands of Wei Wuxian, Xue Yang and Meng Yao. Finally dispersed, ushered in a new sunny day.

Thinking of this, no matter how tired or injured the monks who participated in the Sun Shooting Campaign this time, their faces are now beaming and filled with the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

Everyone couldn't help but feel grateful to Wei Wuxian, if it wasn't for his great efforts, the matter of cutting Wen would never have gone so smoothly, and the casualties would have been even more severe.

It's just this guy...

The smiles on everyone's faces were bright, and the excitement couldn't stop a trace of vigilance from quietly growing in the bottom of their hearts.

This Wei Wuxian is the creator of the way of ghosts, with a confession and a tiger talisman, he can control hundreds of ghosts and even control walking corpses. If he really has a different intention, even if a hundred families gather together, it will be difficult to defeat this person.

It's a good thing Wei Wuxian is from the Immortal Sect, otherwise, with his strength and intelligence to establish a sect, he might be even more daunting than Wen Ruohan....