Facing those beautiful and terrifying eyes, Zhou Xunqiao, who was dressed in red, couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his charming smile suddenly became stiff and deformed.

At this moment, she seemed to realize that the handsome boy in front of her was not the plump and bloody boy she had imagined.

On the contrary, in his eyes, he seemed to be a prey that had fallen into a trap.

I am full……

Three words that were unremarkable made Zhou Xunqiao smell the horrible smell of blood, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Huh~

The five fingers swept past with the roaring wind, and Zhou Xunqiao instantly flew away in an attitude that violated common sense of physics, leaving beautiful traces in the air with his fluttering red clothes.

"Roar!"

Almost at the same time, the big men not far away let out inhuman roars, their eyeballs turned pure black, and earthworm-like dark veins appeared on their facial features.

Nearly ten big men rushed towards Zhao Yinshun madly, forming a trap with fists, feet and swords, trapping him to death.

Bang bang bang bang~

With a quick movement, the young man's swift figure left a sky full of afterimages in the dim hall. Even if he was one against many, he did not lose at all, beating the big men back steadily.

But seeing this scene, Zhou Xunqiao, who retreated to a safe area, showed an expression of ecstasy.

"Hahahahahaha, I thought it was some old monster that was rejuvenated, but I didn't expect it was just a level 1 warrior!"

The fear in his heart was swept away, replaced by the rage of being fooled. Zhou Xunqiao grinned with a twisted smile, and the red clothes all over his body spread without wind and grew infinitely, soon wrapping the entire hall into a blood-red world.

A strange and extraordinary power filled the air, and Zhao Yinshun felt a moment of trance in his heart. His blood and energy surged all over his body, and endless violence surged in his chest.

The next second, invisible ripples appeared in [Xuanxin Jade Pendant], and the cold chill seeped into the mind, instantly annihilating and dispersing the invading extraordinary power.

With his eyes focused, Zhao Yinshun burst out with all his strength, blasting away the defense of a big man. Two stern claws pierced his chest like drills, and then tore him in half.

But the touch from the hand was far less real than flesh and blood. The big man that was split in half melted into a black mist and quickly re-solidified not far away, seemingly unscathed.

Ghost servant...

Looking at the evil and cruel black eyeballs with only endless hatred left, Zhao Yinshun let out a long sigh and once again felt the limitations of his class.

Martial arts are more suitable for dealing with physical enemies, but they will be very weak when encountering spirit and even regular opponents.

That's what mages are good at...

In fact, in order to avoid this situation, many new high-level sequences have been developed, such as the Taoist [Sword Immortal], the Buddhist [King Kong], and various [Jun] from various schools of thought.

But those are all high-level sequence matters, and you don’t even need to think about them in a short period of time.

Curling his lips, Zhao Yinshun took a deep breath, and while dealing with the siege of more and more ghost servants, he looked around at the blood-red world that was gradually shrinking and squirming.

If this continues, he will be eaten alive by her without even a chance to escape...

On the other side, Zhou Xunqiao, dressed in red, was suspended in mid-air. Endless red silk and satin spurted out like a sea of ​​blood, and the whole world was left with only a terrifying scarlet color.

"A mere first-level martial artist dares to fool me!"

Amidst the ferocious and harsh roar, Zhao Yinshun, who was under siege, suddenly gave up his resistance and stretched out his hand to grab him far away.

"Who gave you the courage..."

"White Emperor!"

Qiang~

The plain and gentle call brought the vicious roar to an abrupt end. Along with the roar of dragons and swords, a poignant white light exploded in the scarlet world. The violent sword energy instantly wiped out all red colors, rendering the entire world pure white.

Like snow meeting the scorching sun, the ghost servants covered in black mist did not even scream, but melted and evaporated silently. Only Zhou Xunqiao, who was dressed in red, let out the mournful cry before his death.

"Rare..."

The pure white sword light swept across, and the already crumbling hall suddenly collapsed, revealing the bright and dreamy moon in the sky.

I don't know when, the heavy rain has stopped, and the air is filled with the fragrance of the earth after the rain.

Looking at the moon in the sky, Zhao Yinshun took a deep breath of satisfaction, gently held the sword flower, and slowly sheathed the [White Emperor].

Not far away from him, the Yin Qi in the sky shrank and condensed like a whirlpool, and finally turned into a blood-colored jade that was neither real nor illusory.

Yin blood jade?

A genius treasure that only legendary ghosts have the chance to condense?

Blinking his eyes, the young man held the Yin Blood Jade suspended in mid-air into his palm. The terrifying coldness instantly penetrated into his skin and spread along his meridians throughout his body.

It is indeed Yin Blood Jade. That guy is actually a legendary ghost. No wonder any ghost servant can defeat me...

Thoughtfully, he put the Yin Blood Jade into the Xumi Mustard Seed space of [Snow Dragon Suit], and the biting chill slowly dissipated under the wash of hot blood.

"Uu uh uh uh~"

Not far away, Ao Baibai approached cautiously and snorted to call his master.

"here you go!"

Reaching out and gently rubbing the horse's head, Zhao Yinshun showed a pleased smile.

In the realm where ghosts were neither real nor illusory just now, if Ao Baibai hadn't lifted up his hoofs and "war trampled" and kicked some ghost servants away, the pressure he would have endured would have been even greater!

"Uuuuuuuu~"

Seeing that his master was okay, Ao Baibai's face relaxed and he lowered his head and rubbed it gently.

"Forget it, I can't sleep anyway. Let's just drive all night and try to get home to sleep tomorrow night."

After getting on his horse, Zhao Yinshun looked around at the dilapidated and messy remains of the Taoist temple, helplessly shook his head, and was filled with emotion.

I just want to sleep peacefully in a house with a roof. Why can't such a humble wish be fulfilled?

It's rare to find a suitable place to stay, but another evil ghost comes to visit...

Just give it away!

Touching his chest, the young man let out a long sigh of compassion.

"well……"

You really don’t want to slide and shovel anymore, the [Snow Dragon Suit] can’t fit anymore!

Urging the horse to re-enter the straight road, Zhao Yinshun allowed Ao Baibai to trot along with a brisk pace, his eyes far away, and his fingers gently caressing the pure white scabbard.

At this moment, the young man vaguely understood why the master gave him the [White Emperor]!

If we say that [White Emperor]'s sword is indestructible and can cut through iron like mud, it will take great advantage against physical enemies.

So when it faces a spirit enemy, it's not a matter of taking advantage or not. What the enemy should think about is how to die with dignity!

So...she had long anticipated her weakness against spirits at low levels, and made up for this weakness in advance.

The sword is named Baidi, and it can kill gods and demons...

The master's gentle voice echoed in his ears, and Zhao Yinshun immediately understood her good intentions.
Chapter completed!