"Don't touch me!" Xiao Changfeng avoided her hand.

"Sir, everything in the illusion is false. Don't forget that it's all because of your sister that you became the laughing stock of the immortal family."

"do not talk!"

…

Nangong Qi swung his sword and came forward to fight with Nian Jinshu and the others against the evil ghost. He also helped Nian Jinshu chop down a evil ghost that came from behind.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and the murderous aura became more and more intense. Feng Liangzheng threw a few more fiery stones, and Xue Lan shot an arrow. The fire light turned half of the sky red, like falling kerosene, making the fierce ghosts scream.

The ghost beast roared and roared, and a dark force came towards him. Yanhui, Jinshu, and Nangongqi all tried to block it with their sword energy, but they were still forced back. Xue Lan's phantom arrows could not stop him.

Nangong Qi took out a white light ball from his storage bag, threw it to the ground, and drew a spell. The light ball instantly turned into a wall of light, blocking the evil ghost.

A group of fierce ghosts were lying on the light wall, looking at them with red eyes, their faces were ugly and ferocious, and they kept attacking the light wall.

Nangong Qi said, "My wall won't last long."

He is exhausted!

Yan Hui was on the verge of falling, but was supported by Nian Jinshu, "How is it?"

His face turned pale, and he shook his head slightly, "Small injury."

Nangong Qi looked at them with a complicated expression, but his words were not forgiving at all, "Huh, I help you because you feel pity for you."

Xue Lan sneered, "Tsk, you can be as cowardly as Xiao Changfeng!"

Feng Liangzheng stopped playing the piano and said calmly, "Feng Wu, push me forward."

"Sir, it's dangerous."

"This is an order!"

"yes!"

Feng Wu pushed Feng Liangzheng closer to the light wall. The more he looked at it, the clearer the vicious faces of the ghosts became. Yan Hui swallowed two elixirs to temporarily suppress the pain in his damaged heart.

"These evil ghosts are controlled by someone." Yan Hui said, "How did you provoke the evil ghosts?"

Nangong Qi glanced back at Chu Yingge, a little hesitant, "I suddenly stepped on a trap. I have heard that a hundred years ago, three hundred fellow immortals from the secret realm broke into the secret realm on the sea, but they never returned and they all died.

In the secret realm, there are many ghosts in the secret realm, making a lot of fuss."

Feng Liangzheng's fingers touched the Fengqi Wutong tree and played two notes.

The note in this verse was a bit sharp. He played several notes in succession. The group of ghosts all retreated, and the huge ghost beast showed a fierce look outside the light wall.

"You are... from the demon world!"

Nian Jinshu, "Fuck!"

Damn it!!!

This monster can actually talk!

Feng Liangzheng hates people in the demon world most in her life. Everyone in the immortal sect knows that the young master who was so brilliant in the past is forced to sit in a wheelchair for the rest of his life. How can he not hate it?

Feng Liangzheng raised the corners of her lips slightly, half-smiling, and quickly moved her fingers on the piano, but the strange thing was that the wall of light disappeared instantly, and the power of the ghostly beast penetrated the wall of light and pounced on Feng Liangzheng.

The song is as tearful as it is plaintive. The only exorcist boy in Xizhou Continent is sitting in a wheelchair, gentle and calm, with a smile on his face, but the sound of the piano is murderous. Nian Jinshu and Yan return to the sound of the piano and attack the ghosts and beasts again.

This piece of music was different from the exorcism song. It was sharper and made people's eardrums hurt. After listening to it for a while, Nian Jinshu finally remembered this melody. When she was in the devil world, she heard others playing the piano with a similar tune.

Nangong Qi, "Be careful!"

A fierce ghost took advantage of the chaos and almost bit Yan Hui's arm. Nian Jinshu raised his sword and cut the ghost in half. Although the ghost beast was controlled by Feng Liangzheng, the song Feng Liangzheng was still a bit unfamiliar.

Because his strength was not strong enough, and he had to spend all his energy playing the piano, all his strength was poured into Fengqi Wutong, and cold sweat fell heavily on his fair forehead.

"Kill them!" The ghost beast stepped back and waved his big hand. He took a step back, and the ghosts under his hands swarmed up. The ghost beast took out a flute from nowhere and put it to his lips to play.

The fierce ghosts move upon hearing the sound, becoming violent and ferocious, and their strength increases greatly!

"We... have to run!" Yan Hui gritted his teeth, his spiritual power gradually dwindling.
Chapter completed!