On the road to immortality.

"here we go again."

Ning Xuanqing stared at the slowly gathering black fog and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I've dragged you down."

"What are you saying, we are sisters."

"That's right, Senior Sister Ning, don't treat yourself as an outsider, otherwise I'll be angry."

"I don't know how many times your holy shield talisman has saved our lives. We have long regarded you as the Cihang Sect."

"These ghosts are nothing. We won last time, and we will definitely win this time."

The women beside her responded in a chattering response, all of which made her feel relieved. Of course, it was not just that several people were opening their own fields, and several lotus flowers of different colors bloomed quickly, protecting the people on their side.

Ning Xuanqing held a string of talismans in his hand and said softly, "Then let's fight, sisters."

I don’t know what these things are, but they came again a few days after they were broken up.

She was a little worried.

This is not the first time they encountered a ghost. They were so embarrassed when they met last time. Everyone used the Holy Shield Talisman, and in the end they almost exhausted the power of the Holy Shield Talisman to barely win. Now their Holy Shield Talisman has not yet been replenished, and the situation is even more dangerous than last time.

The female cultivator of the Cihang Sect is not good at fighting, and no one here knows the realm of purifying the demons.

It's up to you.

A female cultivator whispered, "These ghosts are troublesome, but you should also pay attention to the person behind you."

They followed an old man, and they had discovered it long ago, and there was nothing they could do. This is the immortal road and everyone can walk on it.

"Well, I've been watching."

"He has been following us for a long time, and every time he walks fork, he is still behind, and he doesn't know what to do."

"It should be no malicious."

Ning Xuanqing paused, "Our Holy Notes did not warn you, but be careful."

She glanced at the back, and the old man was still falling behind, staring at the black fog, as if curious.

“So many this time!”

The female cultivators of Cihang Sect exclaimed. The last time they met only thirteen or fourteen. This time, there were forty or fifty ones at a glance, densely packed and everywhere. As soon as they appeared, they brought great pressure. The female cultivator's mind could not stabilize and his domain shook.

"What should I do if there are really a lot...?"

"I don't know, open the Holy Shield Talisman first and protect yourself."

"Well, I'll narrow the field a little bit."

The female cultivators have too little experience in facing the enemy and are confused.

Ning Xuanqing was better, aimed at several directions, and threw the Wuji Talisman out one after another.

If these ghosts form formations, it will be even more troublesome. They must first destroy their formation.

The Wuji Talisman exploded everywhere, rolling up black vortexes in the void, sucking all the nearby ghosts in. In an instant, nearly ten ghosts disappeared without a trace.

The talisman chain is really a good thing, and the Wuji Talisman is even more restrictive than the Taoist weapon. The strongest killer move of the Hunyuan Jinxian is nowhere to be found.

But before there was time to cheer, several ghosts approached. They cooperated with each other and broke through the unstable Qinglian Holy Realm and the Purple Lotus Yuan Realm one after another. The shadow led by the leader raised his hand and pressed down like a torrent of immortal power, which was so powerful that it was suppressed.

Ning Xuanqing did not hesitate and stood in front.

The distance is too close, and the Infinite Talisman she casts cannot be guaranteed to hurt her own people, so she can only block it.

Bang.

The expanded holy shield did not suffer the expected powerful impact, and it didn't even feel anything.

Ning Xuanqing was stunned, but saw a gray air wall erect in front of him. Hunyuan Wuji, which was made of the Tiantian Talisman Sect. The ghosts were blocked by the air wall, allowing them to use all kinds of moves, but they could not enter at all. Looking at it, not only in front of him, but all the female cultivators of Cihang Sect were protected by the air wall.

I have certain in my heart.

"It's him!"

"So seniors are helping us."

"Thank you so much, senior!"

The old man who was originally behind suddenly arrived in front of them, standing above the air wall, the air condensed like a mountain, staring at the ghost like an abyss, and said slowly, "Don't worry, you are there, don't walk."

Ning Xuanqing realized something and whispered, "Is he the senior of Xianshu City?"

“Yes, not.”

The old man smiled slightly, strode into the black fog, and was immediately surrounded by many ghosts. He looked dangerous and was about to fall into a desperate situation at any time.

"Senior, we can also contribute!"

"Let us come out. We were unstable just now, and now we can definitely help."

"Anyway, we can't watch others fight for us and get hurt for us!"

"Senior, please!"

The female monks became anxious and kept shouting, even trying to break free from the air wall.

As Cihang Sect, being out of the matter is a shame.

Of course, it is impossible to succeed. For the Hunyuan Jinxian, the air wall is like a natural barrier that cannot be crossed.

"Fairies don't have to worry. I just wanted to see their origins, so I delayed so much. These shadows couldn't hurt me at all."

The old man's voice was thick and steady, and he seemed calm and composed.

The female cultivators seemed relieved, but they still stared at each other, fearing that something would go wrong, and they were still thinking about going out, and the wall of anger was thumping.

The old man wandered around the ghost for nearly a hundred breaths, finally shook his head and sighed inwardly. Just like last time, he could not see anything. It was so strange. He didn't plan to continue watching, and he became much more ruthless. The ghosts broke and dissipated in front of him. For only a few dozen breaths, all the ghosts disappeared.

The female cultivators looked at this change in surprise and didn't know what to say for a moment.

This old man is probably much more powerful than their sect leader.

Ning Xuanqing bowed, "Thank you for helping me, senior."

"It's okay, this is my duty."

The old man waved his hand, put away the air wall, turned around and left. The female cultivators behind him hurriedly chased after him, shouting while rushing, but they couldn't catch up. However, the old man stopped quickly, stared at the distance, and smiled, "Hahaha, you are also in the fairy world."

"Fellow Daoist has trouble."

A light rushed over and stopped in front of the old man.

It was Zhou Shu.

Zhou Shu saluted the old man, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on the group of female cultivators, and immediately saw the person he wanted to see.

"It's you, Zhou Shu!"

Suddenly seeing the person he wanted to see, Ning Xuanqing couldn't help but shout, and soon felt something was wrong and wanted to hide, but he couldn't help but waved.

My heart was as excited as a drum, and I couldn't stop at all. Many different emotions were mixed together and it was difficult to explain. I hadn't seen them for thousands of years, but I met them again at this time and didn't know how to speak.

Zhou Shu waved his hand in the long distance and smiled knowingly, "I'm meeting again, Elder Ning!"
Chapter completed!