There are clouds outside the mass grave.

The gloomy light of the ghost fire is unstable among the clouds and mists, and even the full moon hanging high is dyed with a layer of green color.

The stinking corpse was filled with the damp mist, and the silence of death was hidden. Even a cry of insects could not be heard, and only the cold wind blew across the dead trees.

The occasional crow cries make the breath of death even more.

This situation represents the practice of being involved in evil and practicing.

Yan Li's paper horse moved his horse's hooves stiffly, but the speed of pulling the cart became lighter in the cold wind. The cart passed through layers of fog without any influence and approached the core of the mass grave.

The ghost fire here is even more dense. In the thick fog that almost disappeared, countless figures seemed to sway, as if the lonely ghost returning from the underworld were wandering aimlessly in the fog.

Seeing this, Gui Yun bit and was ready for the battle. He turned around and asked Yan Li, "Can you start when you meet?"

"No hurry." Yan Li chuckled, not affected by the strange environment at all. "We disguised ourselves so perfectly, completely unaffected by the surrounding fog. We may be considered as fellow men. Let's confuse his tone first. After entering the center, you are like this, like this... remember?"

"Yes." Gui Yun nodded seriously.

Making arrangements, Yan Li pinched his hands with his fingers, induced the cultivation of "Tianlong Cloud Seal" in his body, and instilled a trace of dragon energy into the ghost formation in the car.

The ghost power that pushed the carriage immediately exuded a faint pressure, allowing the unconscious wandering souls in the fog to escape.

This is the biggest difference between the highest inheritance of the Yun Sect and the wild ghost cultivator - even if Yan Li's cultivation level is extremely low, he still suppresses the minor evil magic.

The paper horse pulled the cart without any obstacles, stirring up the ghost fire demon clouds in all the way, and crashed into the core of the mass grave.

On the mass graves, nameless tombs are closely connected, and many nameless bones have been buried for hundreds of years. Tonight, they are destined to be in peace.

On the magic platform in the south of the mass grave, the young evil cultivator had already lit the candle, and was chanting the spell under the light of the blue fire, and casting the magic.

During the battle last night, the old evil cultivator was penetrated by Wangyun's crescent moon sword and was injured in his right chest. In the end, he gave up the borrowed ghost power and used the blood shadow to escape. His vitality was severely damaged and his injuries were extremely serious.

But once they came, they didn't want to take the risk of escaping, for fear of being discovered. Especially since Zhuchan Temple is nearby, the Buddha Sect has been fighting with the witch clan for many years, the Golden Lantern Buddha is a famous killing star. How dare this pair of masters and disciples go to trouble?

Secondly, they were reluctant to part with the legendary inheritance of King Shangwu, so they hid in a secret cave to heal their wounds on the spot.

The Southern Witch Clan is good at raising Gu Gu and serving ghosts, but they are not good at technicians and weapons refining. Of course, there is no good way to heal the wounds.

During the day, the young evil cultivator caught a few wild animals and ate the old evil cultivator fresh flesh and blood, which was considered to be nourishing. At night, he had to come out to collect Yin evil and corpse energy to heal the wounds.

Fortunately, they asked the Dongsha Gang for a detailed map of the surrounding area and found the mass grave effortlessly.

The young evil cultivator was doing a magic trick on the magic platform and refining the Yin Evil in the Four Fields. He found that the demon clouds in the east kept moving, and a ghost energy with a faint pressure rushed towards him.

As the clouds rolled up, a white paper horse covered with yellow paper rushed in with a dark carriage that was also covered with talismans.

On the shaft of the carriage, there was a big-headed paper man used for funerals. His stiff face was pasted into a smile, which was extremely gloomy under the green light of ghost fire.

The young evil cultivator thought that the other party was also a ghost cultivator, and his cultivation was profound, especially the faint sense of pressure, which made him feel that the other party's inheritance was extremely clever.

He did not dare to commit crimes, and he was worried that the other party would approach. He pretended to be like a horse and a paper man drove. I wonder who fellow Taoist was here? Unfortunately, this dark land has already belonged to me. If fellow Taoist does not leave quickly, don’t blame me for turning against me!”

The young evil cultivator's voice was low and strange, with a pause tone, like a toad in heat, making an ugly cry on the edge of the stinky ditch.

"Hahahaha..." The child laughed out from the carriage, with sharp and harsh voices, with astringent and stiffness, as if he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time. "I am the dark clouds in the Black Wind Mountain, sleeping on the moonlight star cave, and the seat of the Youfeng Night Zai An Ming Zun, and the three-way dark carriage is a rare sight for the ghost cultivator. I am walking here at night and seeing the clouds outside the mass grave, I come to make friends. Please forgive me if you disturb me."

The long list of names made the evil cultivator of the Witch Clan who left the southern Xinjiang dizzy for the first time. He only felt that the name sounded majestic and extremely powerful. Fortunately, the other party seemed to have no malice, which made the young evil cultivator secretly relieved.

Last night, he and his master sacrificed blood to the mountain village and borrowed endless magic power. He originally thought that the world was invincible, but he knew that the demon dog of Yunzong almost killed his master with one move. Turning around, another even more powerful corpse monster came. He naively thought that releasing the corpse monster would get a little advantage, but he thought that the corpse monster would actually use them as a midnight snack.

If the old evil cultivator hadn't seen the opportunity, the master and apprentice would have died last night!

Therefore, today I met a Middle-earth monk again. The young evil cultivator could only be cautious and not dare to be domineering.

Looking back, the flower world in the Central Plains is too dangerous, but it is better to be in southern Xinjiang!

The young evil practitioner now learned the etiquette of the Central Plains, bowed his head in an unstandard manner, and reported to his family: "I am one of the Dharma Kings of the Witch and Ghost Dao in the Southern Xinjiang, and was named Wu Chiyan."

After saying this, Wu Chiyan immediately replied with a little confidence - although his name is not as long as the other party, the title of "Dharma King of Protecting the Teachings" is obviously much louder!

"Oh? It turns out that he is a fellow disciple in southern Xinjiang." Jianli Tong replied, "Why did you come from the heart of the Central Plains if you don't practice in southern Xinjiang?"

Wu Chiyan did not shy away and replied bluntly: "It was a tragic trick of the Jade Emperor Temple! They sent a message saying that there were treasures in the ancient mountain lakes, and they deceived us. As a result, after a battle last night, my master was seriously injured. I will never give up with them in the future!"

This sentence is one of the clues that Yan Li wanted. Unexpectedly, this evil cultivator would cooperate so much!

Although the Jade Emperor View is the most likely in his inference, it is not ruled out that there are other small probability possibilities. Now that the mastermind behind the scenes is confirmed, we can naturally guess the other party’s next chess path.

I have to say that the Jade Emperor is too arrogant. Do you even disdain the method of using tigers and swallowing wolves to impersonate and secretly spread news?

"The Jade Emperor believes that the righteous path is not a trustworthy person? Fellow Taoist is wrong!" Gui Yun replied. His voice was distorted by magic, so it was very sharp. "In the Central Plains, our ghost cultivators live under the shadow of the righteous path. Only by uniting and protecting themselves can we seek vitality. People with the righteous path cannot believe it! I wonder how the teacher is injured? Is there any place for me to serve?"

Wu Chiyan complained secretly when he heard this, thinking that in southern Xinjiang, our witch and ghost path is our ancestors, and no good thing will be around us? When we arrived in the Central Plains, everyone actually called for a beating. His master Wu Yan was seriously injured and did not dare to hide in Jianchuan City. He could only find a place in the wilderness to secretly heal his wounds. What a tragic day!

Hearing the kindness of the ghost cultivator on the other side, Wu Chiyan's usual habit of a prodigal son in southern Xinjiang finally broke out, and he thought that God finally began to favor me Wu Chiyan again and sent such an expert to me! Isn't this the Dharma King who made a fortune?

Wu Chiyan nodded and said, "Thank you for your kindness. Master is seriously injured and is recuperating in a secret place. I have heard that the Central Plains monks are good at alchemy. I don't know if there is any healing pill around me? My master and disciple will be rewarded in the future!"

"Oh? It turns out that Master Ling is recuperating elsewhere, that's great! Hahaha..." Jianli Tongyin smiled.

"Uh... Fellow Daoist means..." Wu Chiyan didn't react at all.

"I mean...you can die!"

Gui Yun shouted loudly, transformed into a true form in the carriage, transformed into a large white dog five feet long, jumped out of the carriage under the silver moonlight shrouded in his body, and raised his head and saw three crescent moon scimitars breaking through the air.

"Ah--" Wu Chiyan was shocked and hurriedly used his magic power, and emitted dozens of Yinfeng Ghost Hands in a row, barely blocking Guiyun's moon blade. His cold sweat immediately made his back wet.

Guiyun's cultivation is far less than his mother.

It is also "Shuiyue Tianluo", when the clouds are used, the crescent moon scimitar condenses like a real thing, hundreds of circling horizontally under the moonlight, slashing everything, and is invincible. At that time, the army of zombies of the old evil cultivator was cut clean after one encounter.

Guiyun's moon blade is not only insufficient in quantity, but also in a far inferior quality. It was slowly worn off by the other party's Yinfeng Ghost Hand.

Even so, he caught Wu Chiyan off guard.

As a mountain guard dog in Yunzong, Gui Yun has never relaxed in various training since his birth. At this moment, he seized the opportunity of the fighter and whistled up to the sky.

This sound was like a heavenly wolf roaring at the moon, and the slogans and hearers all over the world. The powerful magic power penetrated the body and penetrated straight into the sky.

The next moment, the clouds and mists above the mass grave were washed away, revealing the full moon in the middle of the sky.

The full moonlight is like flowing water, condensed into a drop of pure silver rain, dripping from the nine heavens and pouring into the whole body of the clouds.

Guiyun's silver light immediately increased. The flying sword in front of him transformed into two, two, four, and dozens of mouths were divided into dozens of mouths, slashing towards the ghost cultivator in the southern border like a vast expanse of the sky.

Wu Chiyan was so heartbroken that he was so angry that his master Wu Yan was severely injured by this move that he almost died.

Fortunately, he is now on the marquis platform, and formations have been arranged around the mass grave, so he has a stable advantage in the area. If not, he can only fight hard to get the energy and run as far as he can!

At the moment of crisis, Wu Chiyan took a strange step, pinched the magic tricks with his hands, and chanted: "The secret technique of the Five Ghosts·The universe and the Kun Movement!"

When the magic power was released, the demon clouds suddenly churned around the mass grave, and countless evil ghosts screamed, covering the sky and the earth.

Guiyun's vision was blocked at the first time, and he quickly withdrew the moon blade to protect his body, so as not to repeat his mother's mistakes. The next moment, he felt the ground under his feet soften, as if he was stepping on cotton.

After he used dozens of moon blades to scatter the surrounding fog and restored his sight, he realized that his location was no longer near the magic platform, but was moved to the center of the mass grave, where the magic array had the strongest effect.

"Hahaha..." Wu Chiyan succeeded with a move and laughed happily, "It turns out that you, the little dog, want to deceive your Dharma King! If it were that big dog, this Dharma King would be a little afraid of her. You, a puppy, dare to stroke the tiger beard of this Dharma King? Be obediently in the magic circle! This Dharma King is missing a dog-fur coat! Hahaha..."

He smiled wildly, but he didn't dare to relax at all in his hands, and focused all his attention on Gui Yun's movements.

He knew very well that those moon blades were ridiculously strong, and if they were not careful, they would be cut into human meat sauce by this "puppy".

Guiyun was trapped in the formation, and was not panicked - there was a sect leader next to him who personally pressed the formation. What was so scary? He immediately expanded his magic power, activated the secret technique of Shuiyue Tianluo, rushed left and right, and tried to break out of the range of the formation.

Relatively speaking, Wu Chiyan was much more busy. After all, Guiyun's moon blade was a fatal threat to him. He had to constantly use the formation Yin Feng to block Guiyun's way, and he also had to sacrifice the Five Ghosts from time to time to transport Guiyun and move Guiyun back to the center of the magic circle.

This formation itself is used to collect the evil spirits and ghost energy, not to fight against the enemy, so it can only trap and lack the means of killing the enemy. This is also the reason why Yan Li dared to let Gui Yun fight.

Wu Chiyan and Gui Yun fought for several moments, and finally had no choice but to free up their hands. They took out a talisman with blood from their arms, lit it on the candlestick burning with green fire, ready to inspire it.
Chapter completed!