"Monk of Yuanling Sect."

Wen Yue was slightly palpitating. He remembered that he had been hit by the Yuanling Sect's blood curse, but it had been broken into pieces due to his breakthrough in cultivation half a month ago, so he needed to cover it up again.

"Nanyue Mountain is not your Yuanling Sect's territory, you'd better retreat quickly."

Wen Yue looked past the young immortal master and saw the large formation behind him. The large formation was like a door that had been opened. The scarlet mist was getting higher and higher, and the evil energy escaping around it was not comparable to that here.

Zhuang Shichen stood up, with a stern look on his face, and the long sword around his side. Although there was no anger in his words, he was extremely cold: "Don't be ungrateful, and don't blame me for killing people with my flying sword."

"The Yuanling Sect interferes with the secular world, fills the formation with human lives, and releases evil spirits. Such perverse actions will destroy the sect sooner or later."

"How brave!"

Zhuang Shichen turned from shock to anger and shouted: "Since you know so many things, then die here."

Wen Yue stopped talking nonsense with him, his whole body was stirred by magic power, and the soul flag fell into his hand.

Raise the flag and wave it around.

Three phantom evil spirits suddenly flew out, baring their teeth and claws and heading straight towards Zhuang Shichen.

Zhuang Shichen looked solemn: "Soul flag?"

"Three rainbows."

The red flying sword turned into three red lights. The three red lights were all real and were no longer two phantoms.

The sword light confronts the evil ghost, but is no match for the ghost shadow.

Today's Hundred Ghost Night Parade is no longer as powerful as it once was.

There are more and more evil ghosts in the soul flags, and the hundred ghosts formed by kneading them will naturally become more powerful.

The magic robe was injected with mana to form a light shield, and the two talismans fell into Zhuang Shichen's hands. They flew a little higher and turned into a long snake shadow to collide with the evil ghost.

Wen Yue controlled the red flying sword and went straight to Zhuang Shichen.

Zhuang Shichen's eyes widened. This was clearly a magical weapon forged by his sect. How could it appear in the hands of this white-haired monk?

Either the other party bought it from Fangshi, or he was someone from the Yuanling Sect who killed him.

On the defensive, Zhuang Shichen pressed the blood curse spell, but the blood curse did not respond.

Keng.

At the same time as the flying swords collided, Zhuang Shichen was bitten by the ghost. His blood surged and he was about to spit it out, but he swallowed it alive.

"not good."

Wen Yue secretly said something bad.

If he doesn't absorb the evil spirit, with the current concentration, Tongguan will be enveloped in half a quarter of an hour.

Therefore, Zhuang Shichen must be defeated as soon as possible.

Tu Shanjun jumped out of the soul flag, stretched out his ghost hand, and took over the control of the flying sword. The three red lights were like substance, and they were even more dazzling than Zhuang Shichen's.

"What?!"

Zhuang Shichen was shocked.

Even if an evil ghost at the tenth level of Qi training appears, why are these Three Rainbow Sword Techniques even more powerful than him?
Chapter completed!