Qin Yi quickly went back to the city to find the girls. The first thing he saw was Qingcha cha cha running after a Taoist priest riding a duck. Ju Yunxiu carried her back collar back from behind: "If you run around with someone you don't know, I'll bury you in the mud again!"

Qingcha sniffed: "Master, I'm hungry."

"Hungry is not something that makes you eat other people's ducks!" Ju Yunxiu grabbed two buns and stuffed them into her mouth: "I know where you want to grow, just eat this way."

"..." Is this happening? Li Qingjun immediately stood by the bun stall and stopped, whispering: "Boss, come two buns."

“Not selling.”

“Why not sell it?”

"I will sell whoever I like..." The boss said without raising his head: "Can you not like you monks?"

Li Qingjun was speechless.

The boss glanced at her and was stunned. His expression turned into a dog licking: "Fairy! Fairy! How many cages do you want? I'll give it all!"

Li Qingjun angrily took out a silver ingot: "Just two!"

Qin Yi couldn't help laughing.

Qingcha chewed the buns and waved to greet him: "Uncle Master is back... Uncle Master, I am still hungry, the buns given by Master are useless."

Qin Yi looked at Ju Yunxiu and looked into it.

Ju Yunxiu was a little embarrassed: "Qingcha was not hungry at first. She shouted that she was not really hungry, but that she had a desire for energy. This shows that her physique has undergone a certain change and a symbol of growing up."

"Then what will she eat?"

"She has a piece of tea... belongs to the elves of heaven and earth, and can't eat anything. It's better to soak the spiritual spring she saw before. Or other liquids full of spiritual energy."

"This is easy to say." Qin Yi played the dazed hair of Qingcha: "It turns into a leaf."

Qing tea obediently turned back into tea leaves.

Qin Yi opened the wine pot and threw the tea in: "This poem wine is full of spiritual energy and can be used. I am afraid that the tea will become more silly if it is soaked in the wine for a long time."

Ju Yunxiu was a little worried: "It's indeed possible, why did you throw her in here?"

"Because we are going to explore again soon, it's too dangerous to follow the tea."

"Have you found a place?"

"It should be true." Qin Yi felt a little annoyed: "Ghost Cultivation, it would be great if he was awake..."

In a sense, the tassel is also a ghost cultivator, but obviously the form of using Taiqingjiao is different from that of ordinary people. If you want to restrain yourself from ghost cultivators, the good cultivator will definitely be sure to get it.

There is no way to do this, if I really can't do it, I have to wake it up...

I wonder what the ghost in the chaotic land looks like, a chaotic and funny ghost?

…………

According to the direction pointed out by Taihuang Jun, Qin Yi and others ran west for thousands of miles, and saw the landform slowly changing. From the Qianshan Alliance, which was still beautiful in mountains and rivers, gradually began to become deserted.

The mountains here are all pure rocky mountains, with almost no soil, and the rocks are slightly red, which is indeed very similar to the painting. Looking up, this red rock landform is also a very wide area, not as simple as just one mountain.

But if you look in the air, there is a faint cloud lingering here, which isolates the spiritual consciousness, which makes Ju Yunxiu's spiritual consciousness unable to see clearly the red rock landform here even if you scan it before.

This dark cloud is naturally caused by ghost cultivators. I don’t know if it is the formation arranged to isolate it, or because its practice is too strong, the dark cloud naturally formed by ghost energy.

As I walked in, there was no trace of people. I only occasionally saw poisonous scorpions and centipedes passing by. It was a bit like the barren mountains at that time when I first met Chengcheng, and there were also poisonous scorpions and other mutated everywhere... This was originally a place that was not suitable for living creatures to live. As Tai Huang Jun said, it had no fertile land for mortals and no spiritual energy for monks. Who would like to come to such a broken place?

Therefore, no one competed with the ghost cultivator.

Ju Yunxiu took out the scroll, and the stars gathered again into the Beidou, pointing directly to the final direction. This time, it was extremely accurate. Even how far it was can be clearly sensed, and there was no problem.

The three of them approached carefully in the direction guided by the scroll.

The ideal state is that the ghost cultivator is practicing. Qin Yi and others quickly find a place to get in and do not disturb each other. This is completely possible. Since the ghost cultivator has not touched the mark left by Ye Bieqing, it obviously does not know that this secret exists. In such a large area, its hidden cave may be quite far from that location, and may not care about who passes by.

However, it turns out that there is no such comfortable good thing in the world.

The more you go to the direction indicated by the arrow, the stronger the ghost energy, and a breath that is very similar to the underworld is getting closer and closer and stronger.

Qin Yi wanted to cry.

If someone just happens to sit there and practice, it will be a big deal!

"Swoosh!"

A strong wind came sneaking.

This sneak attack template is so familiar. Qin Yi flew up reflexively and kicked the right side in a diagonal manner: "Die Monkey!"

"Bang!" A monkey was kicked out and slowly slid down on the rocks.

Qin Yi finished kicking reflexively, and then he realized that this was reality, not the painting world. He hurriedly ran over and picked up the monkey and took a look, his face changed slightly.

Ju Yunxiu's face also changed.

This monkey looks so familiar, just the one on it...

But an ordinary monkey cannot live for so long. If it weren't for becoming a monster, there would be only one situation: it turned into a corpse.

The technique of corpse control!

"...Brother Monkey, you and I have fought hundreds of fights. They have been in harmony with each other for a long time, but they have died so miserably." Qin Yi sighed: "Your heroic figure will last forever in the painting."

The monkey's corpse scratched directly, and Qin Yi pointed at its eyebrows without saying a word.

As if there was a sound of a broken thread, the monkey's corpse closed his eyes and finally stopped moving.

Almost at the same time, a sharp cold light broke through the clouds, and in this gloomy atmosphere, there was a strange sense of stunning sword principles.

Qin Yi raised his stick and slashed straight up, fighting with the cold light. With a "bang", an extremely powerful force came through the bones, carrying the yin energy straight into the meridians, as if the meridians were about to be condensed.

Qin Yi turned over and said in surprise: "What's going on? Physical power? It contains a little more ghost power? Is this still a ghost?"

A cold snorted from the three people's sea of ​​consciousness at the same time. While the cold snorting was conveyed, a feeling of anger, hatred and reluctance to let go of sorrow surged throughout the three people's hearts. It was the last thought of the ghost before his death, and it condensed into an undispersed resentment due to certain energy relationships.

Ju Yunxiu communicated tentatively: "Senior, we are just passing by..."

The voice ignored it and suddenly roared: "Die!"

With this sharp roar, the three of them felt as if they were needle-punched. Li Qingjun, who had the weakest soul cultivation, quickly sacrificed a sword seal to protect him, otherwise she would not be able to hold on.

Ju Yunxiu quickly took out her piano, and Qin Yi also pulled out the Yunxiu flute at the same time. The flute responded to the harmony, and the sound waves collided with the sharp roar, and the aftermath broke out, and the red rocks around instantly turned into pieces.

"Okay... What a loving couple, the qin and flute respond. Haha, hehe..."

The laughter became more and more crazy.

This is obviously a ghost who had a strong resentment or obsession during his lifetime. I am afraid that even practicing is the power of resentment and attachment, which is not the same as a regular soul body like a rookie.

Qin Yi knew that he could not communicate with such a demon, so he could only fight fiercely. He did not continue to stay where he was waiting for the attack. He slapped the ring and the Demon-killing Sword flew out.

It seems to be ridiculous. This thing that was originally intended to be a conventional magic weapon after obtaining Zhanguang was rarely used after so long, but Zhanguang has been used twice...

The Demon-killing Sword was originally the most effective for monsters and evil spirits. After being reforged by him, this part of the characteristics is no longer prominent, but the material itself has this characteristic, which is most suitable for use on ghost cultivators.

And just as he sacrificed the Demon-killing Sword, the light in the sky flashed.

A dazzling light of two eyes flew from the sky, like a meteor breaking through the clouds, crossing the sky, with a tragic and beautiful beauty like a killer.

Li Qingjun shouted in dismay: "Star Chasing Sword! Who are you?"

At the same time, the ghost cultivator also exclaimed: "The Demon-killing Sword! How could it be the Demon-killing Sword? Who are you? What's wrong with you!"
Chapter completed!