The falling rocks stopped, Yan Chixia jumped in the air, jumped down from the steep rocks, and stood steadily on the pipe full of rocks.

Liao Wenjie flapped the wings woven by the red thread, and the rain fell, and his wings became heavier. He glanced at the cloudy sky that was thundering or thundering, and decisively put away the red thread and landed beside Yan Chixia.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew, Yan Chixia frowned and turned around and looked back.

There were two more figures, one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, one black and one white.

The short and fat man with a black face was ferocious, and the official hat was written with the four words "The world is peaceful" on his head, and the soul-catching chain was held in his hand. The tall and thin man with a long tongue was posted on his mouth, and the official hat was written with the four words "Make money at first sight" and the mourning stick was held in his hand.

"Black and white impermanence!"

Liao Wenjie blurted out that the style of this pair of good friends is more eye-catching than the NiuTou Horse Face. When the NiuTou Horse Face goes out for a walk together, he may be regarded as a half-orc. Hei and Bai Wuchang has never had a face with anyone.

"Yan Chixia, Cui Hongjian, your life is over. We are ordered to take your souls. If you don't quickly put down the murderous blade in your hand and surrender!"

Black and white impermanence speaks at the same time, with the sound superimposed, one is masculine and powerful, and the other is feminine and gentle, which makes people subconsciously want to nod.

Liao Wenjie and Yan Chixia were neither ordinary people, but they couldn't help but shivered when they heard this voice.

"Ahhhh!"

Yan Chixia spitted forward with a mouthful of saliva, strong and powerful, and the strong wind blew, directly penetrated Bai Wuchang's real and real brain: "Master Dao, I live well, why has my life been over?"

"Yan Chixia, you two died under the falling rocks. They abused their magic power to change their destiny. There are orders in the underworld and fate in the world. Don't be obsessed with it!"

"It's really a fool."

Yan Chixia laughed anxiously and turned to look at Liao Wenjie: "Have you heard that? This is what black ones say is white, and the white ones say is black. We two will die under the rocks, and we should not be obsessed with it. Are you ridiculous? "

"Ah, I...I don't really care."

Liao Wenjie glanced at Heibai Wuchang and whispered to Yan Chixia: "You have also heard that Cui Hongjian died under the rocks. They told Cui Hongjian not to be obsessed with it. What does it have to do with me, Liao Wenjie?"

Yan Chixia:(灬)

Then you are so smart!

Yan Chixia rolled her eyes, raised her hand to point at Liao Wenjie, and said angrily: "Two Yin Gods, please don't rush to take the benefits when you frame the problem. First check the other person's name clearly. Now it's a big joke, I'll be embarrassed for you."

"I still dare to be obsessed with it." Hei and White Impermanence took a step forward together.

"I'm happy if I don't understand!"

Yan Chixia had the sword in her hand, and also stepped forward and sneered, "Why, Yan is so easy to talk to, making you unable to take a look at how much pounds you have? Or is it too much money to go back without any injuries, so it is difficult to get a job with the old demon in Black Mountain?"

"Nothing nonsense, the order and regular steps of the underworld are related to Heishan, Yan Chixia, don't gossip here."

Hei and Bai Wuchang scolded in unison. Facing the trembling sword in Yan Chixia's hand, the two of them were righteous and fearless, and just took two steps silently.

"You are a constable in the underworld, and I am a general constable in the human world. Humans and ghosts are the same virtues. Everyone knows the twists and turns in this, and don't pretend to be impartial in front of me!"

Yan Chixia said disdainfully: "The charge of disrupting the order of the underworld has been detained. Are you two leaving now, or are you beaten up by me and then leave after being wiped out?"

"Yan Chixia, Cui Hongjian, you two have made a big mistake and don't repent. Please be blessed!" After Hei Bai Wuchang said, his body faded and slowly disappeared without a trace.

"But so, I thought you could do something in the underworld, but it turned out that they were the only ones left in the world." After the two left, Yan Chixia sneered.

Liao Wenjie frowned and said nothing. Although the black and white impermanent left, the yin energy in Luoyan Gorge condensed but did not dissipate, and there was a tendency to become increasingly strong.

Rumble!!

Didn't let Liao Wenjie wait too long, the steep mountain body opened like a curtain, the cold and cold air flowed back into the canyon, green ghost fires lit up, and the dark ghost army set out to step out.

Boom! Boom! Boom

The military formation was marching, and every time it marched, it made the ground rumble, silent without a trace of noise. Not to mention the combat power, just this military appearance, the ghost army under the Ghost King Jiutail Fox, took it out and compared it, and it was not qualified to carry shoes.

The strongest square, seventeen skeleton war horses pedal their hooves, sixteen black formation flags fluttered, ghost fires tangled, and black smoke rolled, and words like "Black Mountain" and "Waste Death" were written on it.

The leading ghost general shawls, including the war horse under his crotch, was covered with dark and smokey armor, and his face was covered with iron and stone masks.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I have gained a lot of experience. The efficiency of doing things in the underworld is so fast!"

Yan Chixia sneered three times, and at the same time sent a message to Liao Wenjie: "Be careful, this army is the Black Mountain Old Demon... It's really a ghost. It's just a thousand-year-old tree demon. Is it necessary to move such a big formation? Could it be that the tree demon is the Black Mountain Old Demon's mistress?"

Before she could officially face the tree demon grandma, Yan Chixia imagined the image of a beautiful and boundless madam. The woman still had charm. Except for her poor voice, she was completely unscrupulous in her figure and appearance.

"Just ask one question, how much chance of winning?" Liao Wenjie raised his eyebrows.

"It's just that it's not difficult for me to deal with this ghost army. I'll shoot horses first when shooting people and capture thieves first. When I settle the generals in the leadership, this ghost army will not be afraid."

Yan Chixia sent a voice: "As for the old demon in Black Mountain... he has been famous for thousands of years, has great skills, and has great hands and eyes. In the past, he occupied the underworld and died in vain. No one dared to take care of or ask. Now he has a bit of a legitimate meaning."

The City of Wudi is a prison in the underworld. The old demon of Black Mountain has occupied this place and gathered vicious ghosts to become soldiers. Over the years, he has turned from being a bandit leader to becoming a prison warden, and he is only a legitimate title.

"Be careful later, the ghost general wants to kill him, I can't distract myself from taking care of you."

"clear!"

Liao Wenjie nodded, and had some chance of winning against the Black Mountain Old Demon. Yan Chixia didn't say anything directly, and if she rounded up, she would be unable to beat it.

"Yan Chixia, Cui Hongjian, you two have already died, but you don't want your soul to enter the underworld. Not only that, they also abused their force and injured the soul-catching messenger. We are ordered to come and capture him. Do you have any last words to explain?"

“Of course there is.”

At this time, no matter what wrong accusations and grievances are all nonsense, Yan Chixia said viciously: "Give me a sentence to the old demon in Black Mountain, and say that Yan Chixia wishes him happiness as much as the Dead Sea and longevity than the Epiphyllum."

“…”

The ghost general was shocked when he heard this. Since the old demon in Black Mountain has become famous, he has not seen such an arrogant Taoist priest for a long time.

"What, haven't you heard what Hero Yan said clearly?"

Liao Wenjie took a step back, stood behind Yan Chixia, and shouted: "Hero Yan wishes the old demon in Heishan to live a hundred years of life, be infertile, and have a lot of children and grandchildren!"

After saying that, Liao Wenjie gave Yan Chixia a thumbs up. He is worthy of being a great hero. He speaks with great enthusiasm. He just repeats it and can't help but feel excited.

Yan Chixia: “…”

I have said before that if he dies one day, he will definitely be dragged into the water and drowned by Liao Wenjie.

"How dare you gossip here!"

The ghost general pulled out the long sword from his waist, let out a long roar, and waved his arms.

In an instant, the black ghost soldiers launched a row of charges. The ghost soldiers passed by, and the black smoke and ghost energy rushed. Over the military formation, the ghost energy was shrouded in the dark clouds, like a ball of black ink spreading in the water.

"The swords are transformed into thousands!"

With a clanging sound of dragon roar, Yan Chixia stepped on the flying sword and rose into the air. The dense sword light followed behind her and rushed straight over Luoyan Gorge in the blink of an eye.

He clasped his hands together, muttered something in his mouth, then bit his fingertips, drew circles with his hands, and wrote Tai Chi talismans on his left and right palms.

The dense flying swords rushed into the clouds, turned down and shot into the canyon, all of which were covered with a layer of thunder and lightning.

"No nameless and formless, the sun and the moon are at the same time, and the wind and fire gods are as law-abiding!"

"The universe is in the most slightest, and the heaven and earth borrow the Dharma!"

The flying sword fell in the air, and as Yan Chixia pushed her hands horizontally, it turned into a golden sword and covered the canyon. With the sound of rumbling and self-destruction, the sword energy was mixed with lightning and swept out, causing the Yin soldiers to become defeated. Every time the lightning disperses, a large number of Yin soldiers were torn to pieces by the sword energy and thunder.

Yan Chixia stood on the flying sword, pressed down continuously with her palms, and the thunder in her palm summoned the clouds and lightning, and continuously exploded dazzling thunder in the Yin soldiers formation.

With just a few breaths, one person swept across the army, and the generals were cut through the formation, killing the ghost soldiers to death.

Below, Liao Wenjie spread his ghost hand wings behind his back, the golden sword slashed through the palm of his palm, and the golden sword was soaked in red blood, neatly arranged front, back, left and right.

Maybe it was because I recently borrowed Xiaoqian and Xiaoqing to practice concentration and practiced a little bit high. The essence and fire energy were more vigorous than usual. After the money sword was bleeding, the red light was extremely hot, and hundreds of handles danced together, like a huge fireball, with flames rolling and rushing, and you can clearly feel the strong heat waves even if you are far apart.

He flapped his wings and dived to the ground. Although his speed was not fast, the fierce fire light defeated evil things. When the Yin soldiers approached, they were burned to death by the scorching fire light.

Hundreds of sword lights circulate, and the afterimages are disordered and disorderly. Each handle is divided into ten, and hundreds of handles are as many as thousands.

The red light crisscrossed and woven into a huge fire net sword formation. In the cover of a red light, the flames swept down. The ghost soldiers in the canyon continued to melt, and their bodies turned into black smoke. The next second it was steamed to the point where the smoke was gone.

"How dare you act violently by any man?"

The ghost general shouted coldly, took off the long bow behind him, and two long arrows were placed on the bowstring. When the powerful bow was full of the moon, two black arrows rushed out, shooting at Yan Chixia and Liao Wenjie one by one.

bite!

Liao Wenjie stretched out the Hongluo Ghost Umbrella with both hands and blocked the arrows coming through his chest. On the other side, Yan Chixia rushed to the top of the ghost general's head and continued to slap the thunder in his palms.

Puchi~

Blue smoke rose in the palm of his hand, Yan Chixia thought to herself that she was unlucky, and the big sword slashed the ghost in her hand to the sky spirit.

After borrowing magic power, let’s compare whose martial arts are better.

It’s not that he brags about himself, he can always do it!
Chapter completed!