Wang Dongming's words shocked Liumei. If Li Daochong died, the last straw would be gone.
All that awaits them is death.
Luo Fengjun hit the ground with a fist and watched his master locked up in a cage. He had no way to be an apprentice, but felt that he was useless.
Luo Fengjun's master is one of the guard friars of linghaigagne island. He is a man who has practiced for 300 years and a half blood friar of fox demon. His name is Jiuli fairy.
The spirit of black Jupiter is thin. It's very difficult to cultivate to the golden elixir period.
However, even in the golden elixir period, the ghosts in the endless mountains are just a slightly stronger mouse.
At most, it is equivalent to the strength of ghosts such as ghost King Li and bone resentment. Compared with ghost king Dementor, it has no resistance in front of witches and ghosts.
When Luo Fengjun and Qi'er saw Jiuli fairy, the latter naturally saw them.
In the cage, the haggard nine Li fairy turned pale when she saw the two disciples.
Even if she was caught, the flame was still there. Now her disciples were caught and the fire of hope was gone.
This means that the last fire on gagnering island is gone.
Luo Fengjun is the first genius of ganeling island in hundreds of years. As long as he practices well and has no accidents, he will surpass her master and become the guardian friar of ganeling island in a hundred years.
Nine Li fairy's face was sad and whispered, "the spirit of the sea has been exhausted, and the spirit has been exhausted."
In the cage of the ghost house, there are more than ten top monks on Gagne island.
At this time, the monks' eyes were bleak and their faces were sad.
Jiuyin didn't expect that such a big piece of cake was knocked out by this collision. The human souls of these friars are very strong, which is many times stronger than the four friars it just captured.
If you devour all these friars, your witch body will be further consolidated and even jump to a small realm.
At that time, who else can get it in the endless mountains.
Nine Yin's eyes suddenly showed a greedy color. He glanced at the delicious souls in the cage, and then turned his face to the ghost master.
"Xie Baoshan, I haven't seen you for a thousand years. I'm fine."
Xie Baoshan is the real name of the head of the ghost house. Few people know it.
Xie Baoshan's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at Jiuyin unexpectedly. At first, he was confused, but he soon recognized Jiuyin.
"It's you, the green faced tusk ghost King nine faces under the endless peak. Unexpectedly, the war thousands of years ago didn't destroy you, but it buried the curse."
Nine Yin sneered, "Xie Baoshan, if you give up the ghost house, the witch can let bygones be bygones and spare you from death."
Xie Baoshan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed on his back, "hahaha, Jiumian, you were not my opponent thousands of years ago. Do you think you can defeat my Lord by practicing for thousands of years? You think it's beautiful. Can't I have been eating, drinking and having fun for thousands of years?"
"Xie Baoshan, nine sides are dead. I am the Witch of Jiuyin, and the ghost house won't let me. I will kill all the ghost house up and down." the fire in the eyes of Jiuyin suddenly jumped up and said fiercely.
"Nine yin? Is it difficult for you to understand the nine Yin Fire?" Xie Baoshan said.
Peng!
A black flame was burning from the palm of the nine Yin. The black flame rolled violently like a highly condensed soul.
"What do you say?" said the nine Yin youyou.
"Good, good, very good. Fortunately, I didn't kill you a thousand years ago. Otherwise, how can I get this gift today? I just ran into a bottleneck in my cultivation recently and refined your nine Yin and dark fire. My cultivation will increase greatly." Xie Baoshan was overjoyed.
As soon as the voice fell, the spirit of death on Xie Baoshan suddenly changed, like a volcanic eruption.
Li Daochong, disguised as a night tour, was stunned on his blue gray face.
The ghost master is not a ghost, but a ghost monk.
Xie Baoshan was actually a ghost practitioner of Yuanying's initial cultivation. When the breath was completely released, everyone felt a strong pressure, whether it was the witch ghost stronghold or the ghost house.
The seven ghost photographers standing behind the nine Yin felt a strong sense of oppression.
The resentful bone and the fierce ghost king, not to mention, showed the color of fear in their eyes, which was the fear of the superior.
Jiuyin, who was always full of confidence, changed his face.
When the ghost village rushed in, all the ghosts in the ghost house looked dignified and prepared. It will be a hard battle, and it is inevitable that some people will be killed or injured.
Witches and ghosts have exceeded their strength for the ghost practitioners in the ghost house.
However, when Xie Baoshan fully showed his strength, everyone in the ghost house showed an excited color.
"Lord, you have reached the cultivation of Yuanying." the yecha woman took a deep breath and looked at Xie Baoshan's back. She always thought she was infinitely close to the man. At this time, she found that she had not been close to him for hundreds of years, but her strength was getting stronger and stronger.
"The ghost Lord won the favor of the immortal. If the immortal didn't leave any immortal method, I wouldn't believe it." the black witch said with a big cake face.
Primordial infancy is an extremely difficult height for black Jupiter, whether friars or ghosts.
Not only is the aura thin here, but also the dead Qi is not very pure. Therefore, whether monks or ghosts, it is much more difficult to cultivate than the outside world. In addition, the aura and dead Qi are mixed together, and the law space is very unstable, which undoubtedly makes the cultivation more difficult.
Seeing that Xie Baoshan is actually Yuan Ying's cultivation, Jiuyin is not afraid, although there are some accidents.
Jiuyin is a low-level Witch and ghost, which is also equivalent to the friars in the early days of Yuanying. Therefore, its strength is not weaker than Xie Baoshan.
But just as the nine Yin was about to start, Xie Baoshan stretched out his hand and a dark red axe appeared in his hand.
Hell axe.
The axe is carved with ferocious faces. Those faces look very painful. They seem to be under torture and open their mouths to shout.
"I haven't used the hell axe for a long time. Jiuyin, you are proud to let our Lord sacrifice the battle axe."
Nine Yin's face was gloomy and there was no reply. His expression gradually became severe and his soul read a move.
The seven ghost kings started instantly and rushed towards Xie Baoshan.
The nine Yin hell fire roared out of the nine Yin hand. Xie Baoshan's bottom card was much stronger than it thought. He could only take the strategy of starting first.
Xie Baoshan looked at the Dementor ghost king who rushed to himself and burned seven colors of dark fire. His face showed a sneer of disdain. When he waved the hell axe, there was no gorgeous move, nor did he use any skill, just such a wave.
The hell axe took up a dark red axe, and with a buzzing sound, the dark fire on the seven Dementors was blown out by the axe wind.
"What?" nine Yin lost his voice in consternation.
The seven ghost kings didn't have time to respond. Xie Baoshan shot a black silk screen from one cuff and directly covered the seven ghost kings and caught them alive.
One face to face, seven ghost kings were caught by Xie Baoshan.
The nine Yin was terrified, and the nine Yin hell fire was released without reservation.
The black flame turned into a huge rolling black flame ball and rushed to Xie Baoshan.
"Jiuyin, your Jiuyin fire is too weak. If you can evolve to the stage of higher witches and ghosts, you may be afraid of you, but now you are far from it." Xie Baoshan disdained.
After that, Xie Baoshan cut out the hell axe against the incoming black fireball.
Bang!
This is a fireball made of nine Yin and dark fire. Xie Baoshan killed it with an axe.
Uh!
Nine Yin stood in the same place, where there was the previous complacency, and he began to doubt life in his heart.
In the cage, a group of captured friars Linghai looked at Xie Baoshan's performance with wide eyes.
At this time, they realized how stupid it was to gather together to attack the ghost house.
You know, Xie Baoshan, the Lord of the ghost house, never shot them from being caught to being imprisoned.
Xie Baoshan lowered his hell axe and grabbed the nine Yin with his big hand.
Nine Yin is frightened and struggling, but it is useless.
"Don't be afraid. Xie won't kill you directly. You are Xie's excellent cultivation furnace tripod. You can live longer."
With these words, a cage flew out of Xie Baoshan's cuffs, took Jiu * * in and threw him aside.
A few minutes ago, the witch ghost stronghold came fiercely. Now the leading nine Yin and the seven ghost kings have all become prisoners.
Where does the grudge bone and the fierce ghost King dare to make a mistake, turn around and run away.
The ghost house was going to chase up and down. Xie Baoshan raised his hand and stopped, "let them go. The ghost house is not full yet."