Chapter 179 Strange Spirit 2

At this moment, the monks outside were already trembling with fear, but they did not dare to act. They were in the protective light shield of the Sword Gate. If they were in a panic at this moment, they would definitely anger the master of Gucci.

So they trembled here and prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that the ghost would not find themselves.

"Sneer..." The ghost kept approaching the shield of the sharp sword door. At the moment he first touched it, it suddenly made the sound of something burning, and the ghost cried and screamed. Obviously, he was hurt by the shield.

Seeing this scene, the monks of the Sword Gate, who were trembling with fear, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the nervous nerves eased down. Let the gloomy spirit be silent and go out of the ghosts. After all, they are still afraid of the shield, so that their lives are guaranteed.

Being hit by this shield, the ghost was quite unwilling, with a gloomy face and staying not far away, and his eyes kept sweeping around the shield of the other four major schools. Looking at it like that, he didn't give up the attack on the human monks, trying to find the weak side, and then start again!

In this action to kill demons, the five immortals have long predicted the danger, so the elixir prepared are excellent elixir to recover from injuries and spiritual power. However, at this time, many monks have almost recovered from their injuries.

Wu Yifan, Gucci, Midnight and Twelve Oracle seem to be much better than before. Among the five immortals, only the seventeen are still in a coma. He is one of the main forces to break the Wanling blood array, so the injury is very serious. I'm afraid it will take a while to recover.

At this moment, it is not the time to care about the sect. At this time, there is only the difference between the human monks and the yin spirit. The Qingdan Gate, the Sword Gate, the Beast Gate and the Fuzhuan Gate are each sent out by the door owners themselves. Because the Shuzhenmen made great efforts when the battle was broken, the number of casualties was also relatively large, but the other four fairy gates were sent out.

I only saw that Wu Yifan, Gucci, Midnight and Twelve Oracles are connected and constantly perceive the position of the yin spirit, so that the ability of the shield can be increased before the yin spirit is released, so as to stop the yin spirit.

Obviously, this plan still worked. The Yinling kept wandering in the five directions of the disciples of the Five Immortals, hesitating, and finally failed to succeed in any direction.

The masters of the four immortal sects have different skills and different cultivations. Therefore, this divine idea is very consuming spiritual power. After a while, the faces of Wu Yifan, Gucci, Midnight and Twelve Yu are a little white.

This small detail did not escape the gloomy eyes. He quickly found the shortcomings of this powerful hair shield, so he kept appearing back and forth in these four directions.

Although he does not have a physical body, he can appear wherever he wants, and he can disappear wherever he wants, and he doesn't need to consume a trace of strength at all. This is the greatest benefit of the ghost.

Seeing this scene, Wu Yifan, Gucci, Midnight and Twelve Oracle looked at each other. This gloomy wisdom was almost the same as that of human beings. Unexpectedly, he saw this flaw and constantly consumed the spiritual power of the four people in this way. It's okay if this ghost is just playing, but if it sneaks on a disciple somewhere while the protection is loose, it will be bad!

This ghost, if it weren't for the joint efforts of the four of them, it would not be impossible to find out his whereabouts at all, not to mention these disciples who only have the foundation period. Once they lose their protection, it can't even these foundation disciples can't escape their own claws. Unfortunately, they have no choice but to constantly swallow Shengfa Dan, and they can only support it bitterly.

Finally, Gucci's spiritual power on this side was a little weak. He was immediately exploited by the ghost, and in an instant, he dug out the hearts of the two monks of the Sword Gate, and only two sad screams echoed in the air.

And the divine thoughts that were already holding on were connected and finally collapsed at this moment. The masters of the four immortal gates barely stood up and had to stuff some elixir into their mouths.

"Grandma, you have the guts to come out for me!!!" Gucci roared in the air, his face turned red, and he seemed to be extremely angry. The other three doorkeepers shook their heads helplessly and had to hurry to recover their physical strength.

"Ah!!!" At this moment, there was another sad scream in the air, and it turned out to be a big gray hand passing through Gu Shuo's chest.

And at this time, the Yuanying monk over there had just dissipated the light, as if he had discussed a solution. Seeing this scene, a monk with a beard shouted angrily, and a gray light rushed to the ghost angrily. And the ghost hurriedly disappeared in place, leaving Gucci's shaky figure in his arms by the bearded monk.

"Chier, how are you?" The bearded monk hugged Gucci and asked sadly. Gucci's injury was different from those monks who died before. He was sucked dry by the blood all over his body by the ghost. At this moment, his face was gray and lifeless. His hands were constantly trembling, and his dark lips seemed to be saying something, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Chier, rest in peace. The master will definitely avenge you and destroy this evil!" The bearded monk held Gucci's face with his left hand and closed his unwilling eyes. The voice of grief echoed in this space that seemed to be empty and full of unknown dangers.

At this moment, even the disciples of Qingdanmen who once had a deep feud with Li Jianmen did not show any joy because of the fall of Gucci. Instead, there was a kind of sadness of rabbit death. At this moment, what fell was the disciples and masters of the Sword Gate. Who will be the next moment?

For a while, the atmosphere was filled with a strong sense of sadness. Here, no monk wants his life to be gone, but do they have any other way out?

At this moment, suddenly a dazzling golden yellow slowly spread out, like the hot sun at noon in summer, shining on the desperate faces of the monks, bringing light and hope to this desperate silence.

Everyone who felt this golden color couldn't help looking over there. There was a bright figure there, which appeared in the golden color over there, like a mighty god, like a king who wanted to save them from the edge of death!

This golden light comes from the demon sword in Guo Yunfeng's hand. It is rumored that it can destroy all demons and evil sword, the simple and powerful demon sword!

"Fao Mu... Luo Mu... Is that you?" The gloomy spirit appeared slowly near this golden area, and the voice was no longer sharp, and even sounded a little sad and distant, as if it were memories from a long time ago.

Others may not know who Luo Mu is, but Guo Yunfeng, Tian Yanwei, Wu Yifan, Ye Ziyan, Zheng Xinting, Zhao Ningxiang and Jiang Yingjia absolutely know who Luo Mu is.

This Luo Mu is a city owner of Qingyan City, which is said in the secret scroll handed down from Qingyan City. Ten thousand years ago, he was the head of the Qingdan Gate. At the same time, he resisted the demons of this trial land, and finally stimulated the prohibition in it, and finally imprisoned the demon king who was the disaster of Qingyan City in this trial land. It only appears in the dense scroll, but its name has never been seen on the list of door owners of Qingyan City over the years.

Since this yinling knows Luo Mu, it means that Luo Mu is likely to exist ten thousand years ago, so how can he not appear on the list of city owners of Qingyan City? Who is this yin spirit? Is this yin spirit a monk ten thousand years ago?

"Who are you and why do you know Elder Luo Mu?" Guo Yunfeng dispersed the golden offensive, controlled it in front of him, and asked the evil spirit coldly.

"Who am I? Who am I? Yes, who am I..." The yinling suddenly put his hands on his head in pain and seemed to fall into a distant memory. His eyes are constantly changing, from clear to fuzzy, and from fuzzy to clear...

When everyone saw this scene, their looks were constantly changing. They guessed the identity of Luo Mu and Yin Ling. Only Tianyan and other Qingdanmen monks who knew Luo Mu had some light in their eyes, guessing the relationship between Luo Mu and this Yin Ling.