Chapter 609 The Ghost Sect of the Underworld

Author: Qingfengsanren

Chapter 609 The Ghost Sect of the Underworld

The two male cultivators in the early stage of the Nascent Soul were covered with faces, looking like the scattered cultivators. The ghost generals they fought with were powerful and had the strength of the mid-stage Nascent Soul.

The surrounding evil ghosts emerged from the east of the earth, carrying rolling yin energy, like a whirlpool in the sea surrounding two early-stage male cultivators, and they were killed endlessly.

With such a large number of suppression, even if both sides are equal in strength, the two early-stage male cultivators of the Nascent Soul stage cannot support it.

Hundreds of ghosts in the Yin Qi sea were floating and wailing, forming a bat-like blood shadow, covering the sky and the moon, and rushing back and forth between two Nascent Soul male cultivators.

Whenever you touch your body, a red light will be immediately hooked away by the blood shadow claws. The soul energy of the Nascent Soul monks will directly weaken their soul power and vitality.

The aftermath of the spell swept across the four fields, dazzling and everything around was crushed, leaving the ferocious gullies and terrifying pits.

The two Nascent Soul monks used all their killer moves and fought and retreated. However, there were groups of evil ghosts and the ghost generals were fierce. A big red bone sword slashed the mountain and split the mountain, making them anxious and unable to escape.

When Jiang Yuehong and Shen Mingjing arrived, the path ahead was completely blocked by both sides of the fierce battle and could not pass.

At that time, two early stage male cultivators of Nascent Soul discovered the traces of Jiang Yuehong and Shen Mingjing, and immediately smashed out two magic weapons in their legs and detonated them in front of the ghost general.

Boom boom!

The sound of shock was shocking, and the fire was splashed everywhere. The ghost was blown away by the red bone sword in his legs, and staggered backwards, making an angry roar.

Two male Nascent Soul cultivators took this opportunity to break through the barriers of hundreds of ghosts and rushed straight towards the direction where Jiang Yuehong and Shen Mingjing were.

"Die to me...!"

The ghost general was furious, and the surrounding yin energy rushed towards it frantically, compressing and condensed above its head, tearing the air and making a hissing sound, instantly turning into a blood-colored giant blade lying across the east of the set sun. The two people who fled in the wrong way slashed the east hard.

Flying sand and stones, the sky and the earth seemed to be split from it, and even the air was twisted.

Looking at the blood-colored giant blade, Shen Mingjing suddenly felt a sense of horror that was inconsistent with thousands of troops and horses.

He leaned eastwardly towards Jiang Yuehong, and the two Nascent Soul male cultivators clearly had the trouble to the east wall. With such a powerful blow, he could not stop the eastward coming.

But he had never felt any nervous in Jiang Yuehong's body. She didn't even frown, and a ghost with long red hair suddenly flashed in front of her.

I saw the long-haired water ghost's wet hair flying and spreading in an instant, intertwined and entangled in front of it, green light floating, and yin energy was scattered. A magnificent archway suddenly took shape, and the plaque was written.

The underworld ghost gate!

The word "The Gate" was written by Jiang Yuehong with his own legs. Because the Gate of Jiuyou overlapped with the names of Hong Jiuyou, she specially named her door the Yinsi Ghost Gate.

Seeing that the blood-colored giant blade was about to be slashed east, a giant red bone suddenly rushed out of the Ghost Gate, and the giant arm of the red bone was snatched by the empty legs, and he actually crushed the blood-colored giant blade in the air.

The blood splattered, turning into an evil spirit with a long blood-colored tail that dragged the blood-colored long tail, stirring up a gust of cold wind and cried and screamed with blood.

The two Nascent Soul Cultivators were stunned. After the red bone giant arms crushed the blood-colored giant blade, their legs raised high and slapped them straight up.

The two of them were shocked and rushed to use all their strength to prepare to escape.

Jiang Yuehong turned her legs and took out the picture of the oily ghosts, grabbed the edge and pulled it.

If you dare to use Jiang Yuehong to block her, you will be prepared to pay the price. She is a bad habit!

The hundred-meter long scroll flew around Jiang Yuehong. Her eyebrows and eyes were cold, and she released all the more than twenty ghosts and monsters she had collected in the scroll and killed two male Nascent Soul cultivators.

At the same time, the ghost generals behind gathered blood shadows and came again, and Jiang Yuehong directly sacrificed the Taihe Umbrella.

The umbrella flew all over the sky in the red feathers, turning into a hundred birds singing together, forming a phoenix and a phoenix, bringing the phoenix fire to the ghost general's face.

Not far behind her, Shen Mingjing saw this scene and silently dissipated the demonic energy he had just gathered in his palm.

Shen Mingjing looked at Jiang Yuehong with a strong aura, and her impression of being wronged in her heart was refreshed again.

Smart and powerful, the way of heaven is wrong to the human race, it is really biased!

The Phoenix True Fire restrained the ghost general, and Jiang Yuehong continued to slash the two thunders of the Yin and Yang in the East. The ghost general could not even get close to him, so he was wiped out the blood shadows around his body little by little. He was once entangled with a phoenix True Fire, and his whole body immediately burned violently.

On the other hand, the ghosts who were carefully selected in more than twenty years and the evil ghosts that kept rushing out of the ghost gate made the two Nascent Soul cultivators frustrated and rushed to beg for mercy.

"Fellow Daoist shows mercy, is that a misunderstanding?"

"They have two fairy palace tokens in their legs. If fellow Taoist is willing to let him wait for a way out, give me the token!"

Each of them took out a token.

The ghost general was destroyed, Jiang Yuehong took back the feathers of hundreds of birds, and the Taihe umbrella flew up.

"The dying person is not qualified to negotiate with him."

Hundreds of birds pay homage to the phoenix, and the phoenix fire spreads the prairie.

The two Nascent Soul Cultivators were shocked. One of them sacrificed two half-moon scimitars the size of a head, rolled up two golden wind blades more than ten feet in the air, and collided straight towards Taihe Umbrella.

The other man took a step back, pinched a small seal on his legs and cut his eyebrows. Blood entered the seal, and the whole person immediately fled to the east of the ground and disappeared.

The Nascent Soul monk who was dug Dong was shocked, but he had no choice but to do anything about it.

Jiang Yuehong's monk who escaped from the sky was like a strong wind, and rushed out of the feathers all over the sky, carrying a phoenix and a phoenix formed by a hundred birds, and the caster hit two golden wind blades.

Bang bang bang bang!

Amid the deafening collision, it was like two birds capturing snakes, one phoenix and one phoenix with surging flames, constantly colliding with the golden wind blade like a storm.

The golden light burst and sputtered, and the fire trees and silver flowers were suddenly sunk into a sea of ​​fire, and the heat waves burned.

Jiang Yuehong broke through the sea of ​​fire and rushed to the Nascent Soul monk, with a dragon claw phantom on his right leg, and used the Golden Snake Palm to shoot violent palm winds, turning into a golden dragon, roaring and waving in the sky.

The Nascent Soul monk's face turned red and tried his best to condense into cyclones all over his body, as sharp as a knife, constantly slashing the little golden dragon that was killing in front of him.

To his shock, those little golden dragons were just like that, and they could be cut off with one slash, but every collision would inexplicably suck away the power from his magic.

After more than a dozen rounds, the Nascent Soul cultivator who had fought hard with the ghost generals before was powerless and had major flaws in his defense.

Jiang Yuehong's eyes flashed with a splendor, and a red feather was lying on the Taihe Umbrella above her head, as fast as lightning, piercing through the dantian of the Nascent Soul cultivator in one fell swoop, smashing his Nascent Soul directly and punching him out of his body.

"ah!!!"

Amid the shrill screams, Shen Mingjing watched the golden red flames completely swallowing the man, and added the "revengeful" item to Cuojiang Yuehong's impression.

If the two of them had just asked for help but did not cause trouble to the east wall, they would be afraid that it would be different.

Shen Mingjing was glad that he met Jiang Yuehong for the first time, not the enemy's fault, otherwise he would have a headache again.

Um?

Shen Mingjing suddenly discovered that Jiang Yuehong was very delicate in controlling the flames. In addition to burning the body of the Nascent Soul monk, she deliberately left the soul and the seriously injured Nascent Soul.

The property that was in place was not damaged at all.

Greedy in money?

Shen Mingjing thought about it and finally discovered a 'short' of Jiang Yuehong.

A crisis was resolved. Jiang Yuehong raised her legs and sucked the two half-moon scimitars and two fairy palace tokens that fell to the ground into her legs. Although she had two sides of the token, she did not tell Shen Mingjing.

As for another escaped Nascent Soul monk, he did not choose the latter in heaven and earth.

Can you wait for a long time if you are in the east of the earth?

Shen Mingjing walked over and said, "I didn't expect that in addition to being strong, fellow Taoist Wangshu is very proficient in the Yin-Yang family. It is said that this Taoist is difficult to achieve success. There is only a ghost cultivator in the Zhuge family who is proficient in this Taoist Taoist. Is it true that fellow Taoist Wangshu is very talented?"

"I have only been studying for a few years and my legs have made me laugh." Jiang Yuehong said casually.

Shen Mingjing was stunned and chuckled, shaking her head, really not humble!

"Don't delay, go!"

Jiang Yuehong asked the long-haired water ghost to put away the Yin Si Ghost Sect and continue on the road with Shen Mingjing.

Could it be that because of the obstruction of the dark surface, her dream demon's thorn head can never sense Anan, so what is the dream demon's position?

Jiang Yuehong was nervous, and the speed of moving faster and faster. The low-level ghosts on the road ignored them and wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

His cough is not a big problem, it will be fine if you take medicine for a few days. Thank you for your concern~
Chapter completed!