The middle-aged monk looked at the ghost handsome Mo Li on the opposite side through the heavy ghost soldiers, and frowned deeply and said: "The other party has a ghost handsome, as long as we run out of these rune treasures and let him kill him, even if you and I join forces, we can't win him!" ”

"How many runes are there, and how much time can they support?" Xu Ziyan frowned slightly.

"A quarter of an hour!"

"Good! Delay as long as you can! Protect the Dharma for me! ”

When Xu Ziyan's words fell, he sank the entire Yuan Shen into the purple smoke space. This is her unreserved trust in the other party, I don't know what the reason is, Xu Ziyan felt from her heart that the other party was a trustworthy and respectful person, and it didn't matter whether this was a friend or an enemy. It's a feeling, a feeling of trust.

When the middle-aged monk saw Xu Ziyan standing in front of him, he seemed to have entered the brewing of a high-level spell, and for Xu Ziyan to believe in himself so much, he couldn't help but feel pity in his heart, and his eyes showed pride. A person who can be trusted by the enemy is definitely something to be proud of!

Tightening the green bamboo in his hand, he said softly: "Okay, the old man will personally protect the Dharma for you, and anyone who wants to harm your Rakshasa ghost cultivator must first step over my corpse!" ”

Xu Ziyan's primordial spirit was standing in the purple smoke space at this time, stretching out a finger to pull out an extremely vague afterimage, and the white life qi between heaven and earth was frantically surging towards Xu Ziyan.

Mysterious lines were formed in Xu Ziyan's hands, and then these lines quickly formed mysterious patterns, and these mysterious patterns gradually formed a huge mysterious pattern, which was exactly Xu Ziyan drawing with the white life qi void.

A quarter of an hour passed, and all the runes of the Netherworld were gone. These rune treasures are all specially made, and they are not the kind of rune treasures that are common in the immortal cultivation world, so even if the cultivation in the netherworld has rune treasures on their bodies, they cannot be used as light bullets.

The middle-aged monk suddenly shouted: "The first squadron is lined up with me, for the ......"

remembered that he still didn't know the name of Xu Ziyan. He stretched out his hand and said, "Protect the Dharma for her!" The second, third, and fourth squadrons, each lined up in formation, sworn to protect the netherworld. ”

"Boom~~~"

The teams of both sides collided together. Suddenly. The sound of fighting, the wail. The sound of spells exploding and the crashing of blades converged in one place. The scene was chaotic and tragic. At the junction of the Netherworld and the Ghost Realm, hundreds of thousands of monks and rakshasas gathered. It's terrible to the extreme.

Mo Li flew from the sky with two high-level ghost generals and swooped down towards the middle-aged monk. The middle-aged monk led more than 10,000 people to set up a huge inverted seven-star array. Seeing the ghost handsome Mo Li rushing over, he shouted: "Seven stars compete for glory!" ”

The 10,000-strong array suddenly condensed seven thick pillars of light, extending in seven directions. Then he quickly spun around the center of the large array, sweeping towards the ghost soldiers who pounced.

Countless ghost soldiers were swept by the pillar of light and turned into powder. Ghost handsome Mo Li and the two ghost generals each released a huge bone rod, and the black gas was swirling, and smashed towards the pillar of light.

"Boom~~Boom~~"

A series of explosions, mutual forces collided in one place, and the seven pillars of light began to quickly spy down under the bombardment of the combined force of the ghost handsome Mo Li and the two ghost generals. The violence generated by the two forces bombarding each other shattered the human monks within the countless large arrays. However, those human monks quickly changed their positions, and although the inverted seven-star array was constantly shrinking, the formation was still strong, and although the seven pillars of light were weakening rapidly, they were still sweeping constantly.

The middle-aged monk in the center of the big array glanced at Xu Ziyan, who was still standing with his eyes closed, gritted his teeth, threw his hand, and sacrificed the green bamboo in his hand into the air, the green bamboo suddenly released a green light, full of infinite vitality, inserted in the eye of the array, the middle-aged monk's hand turned over, pointed towards the green bamboo in the eye of the array, and the true yuan in his body was continuously transported into the green bamboo, and his face quickly turned pale.

Suddenly, the seven pillars of light lit up again, and there was still a hint of green in the pillars of light. Nearby ghost soldiers die faster. Ghost Shuai Moli's face surged with black qi, the black qi on his body suddenly faded, and the black qi that had been taken away quickly poured into the bone rod in his hand. The bone rod suddenly became more than ten zhang huge, and it rumbled towards the pillars of light continuously.

The two ghost generals standing beside the ghost handsome Mo Li were also like Mo Li, but they were not as powerful as Mo Li, but they were also the strength of the high-level ghost generals, and they kept smashing towards the pillar of light with a bang.

"Boom~~"

A pillar of light dissipated, and the monks who formed the Inverted Seven Star Array were all ordinary monks, far from the cultivation of the ghost handsome Moli, and the most important thing was that the monks in the Seven Array Eyes were not as perverted as the five elements in the Taixuanzong Square, the hosts of the Five Elements Great Array Eye Formation Nameless and Xu Tianwolf and others.

In the following time, the casualties of the human monks intensified, and the pillars of light were extinguished one after another. When the last pillar of light broke away, the middle-aged monk raised his head and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face was full of despair, and he glanced back at Xu Ziyan behind him.

There are now only more than 6,000 monks in the first squadron of the surrounding formation, and everyone's eyes are looking at the middle-aged monks, and their eyes are full of incomprehension, they don't know what their captain wants to protect the woman in the middle, and they are also full of anger towards Xu Ziyan. They didn't want to be beaten passively in order to protect Xu Ziyan like this, they wanted to rush out of the gang and fight with the ghost cultivator.

And at this time, Xu Ziyan opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw the situation in his field of vision, and also saw the situation of the middle-aged monk, and his heart swelled with gratitude, and he said softly: "Leave it to me!" ”

Although the voice of this sentence was soft, it clearly reached the ears of the middle-aged monk in the earth-shattering sound of fighting. And the middle-aged monk also seemed to believe that the other party could solve the crisis in front of him, nodded and said, "I'll leave it to you!" ”

Xu Ziyan smiled faintly, turned his head to look at the ghost handsome Mo Li who was flying by, stretched out a slender jade finger, and pointed towards him.

From the tip of Xu Ziyan's finger, a bit of extremely bright white light quickly magnified, and the void drawing that Xu Ziyan carved in the purple smoke space radiated from her fingers, releasing surging life qi. An extremely esoteric pattern shrouded the entire sky.

From the extremely mysterious pattern, dense white lotus flowers fell flutteringly, full of holiness and full of life breath. Releasing a white light, it hovered in the air, spinning a white light, and the whole sky seemed to rain white flowers. But there was no sound, but it was in this silence that those ghost soldiers dissolved. And the human monk's body was swept by the white light, but he felt his spirit lifted, the consumed cultivation was gradually recovering, and the injured wound was rapidly recovering.

"Ah~~~"

The whole netherworld resounded with a terrible scream, and the ghost handsome Mo Li and the ghost general fled frantically towards the ghost world, but before they could fly out of a few positions, the ghost general began to dissolve, dissolving between heaven and earth in a terrible wail.

Ghost Shuai Mo Li heard the terrible wails of the two ghost generals behind him, his heart trembled, and he flicked his arms and flew faster towards the ghost world. However, a few more bodies flew out of his body, and he noticed that something was wrong, and when he looked down, his two arms were gone.

"Ah~~"

With a terrible scream, Ghost Shuai Moli's head disappeared, followed by his upper body, but his two legs were still running in the air, but he didn't run out of the air for a few steps, and then dissipated in the air.

It took half an hour for the mysterious pattern to be released, and only then did it exhaust the last trace of energy, and the scene of white lotus in the sky gradually disappeared. However, in this short period of half an hour, more than 20,000 ghost soldiers around the Inverted Seven Star Great Array disappeared and disappeared without a trace.

Xu Ziyan raised a palm high, and a huge palm appeared in the sky, slapping towards a group of ghost soldiers with two ghost generals.

The wind roared sharply, the space shook, and there was a loud rumbling sound, and a big handprint was printed on the netherworld, and the two ghost generals and thousands of ghost soldiers were slapped into powder by Xu Ziyan's palm. The two ghost generals on the other side led the remaining ghost soldiers to shout, and fled towards the ghost world as if they were dead.

All the Netherworld Cultivators finally woke up from the shock at this time, and one by one they were in high spirits, roaring and chasing after the Rakshasa Ghost Cultivator.

Xu Ziyan didn't chase out of the netherworld, and the middle-aged monk didn't chase out of the gang, only the two of them were left on the entire netherworld defense line, and the rest of the monks chased out of the netherworld and rushed into the ghost realm.

The middle-aged monk turned his head, looked at Xu Ziyan with complicated eyes, and after a long time, he exhaled a breath and said, "My name is Liu Yu!" ”

"My name is Xu Ziyan!" Xu Ziyan will naturally no longer hide it at this time, even for a hero like Liu Yu, Xu Ziyan will no longer hide it.

"Xu Ziyan?"

Liu Yu exclaimed, followed by a bitter face. Xu Ziyan's name is now famous in the vast continent, how could he not have heard of it. At this time, he understood that his son had kicked the iron plate, and it was a large iron plate, so that he could not do anything when he stood in front of this iron plate.

Mian Li's spirit perked up, and he looked at Xu Ziyan and said solemnly: "Patriarch Xu, you can kill me now, otherwise I will definitely seek revenge on you." ”

Xu Ziyan's face couldn't help but be bitter, he took a deep breath, and said softly: "Liu Daoyou, your son should understand!" ”

Liu Yu's face was a little embarrassed, and he turned his face slightly and said, "I understand!" But ......"

He turned his face again and said, "However, he is my son, and the revenge of killing his son cannot be avenged!" ”

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