Wen Ren Qingtang obviously used these black flames to kill many people.

He looked at the people below with a grin, "These ghost fires are the last pets I have, if you can defeat them, you may be qualified to fight me." ”

Wenren Qingtang sat on the trunk of the tree and said cool words.

Xia Jue led the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall, but he was carefully avoiding these black flames.

At the same time, his faint voice also reached the sea of knowledge of every law enforcement hall disciple, "Hide first, don't attack it with foreign objects." ”

The rules of the Law Enforcement Hall are strict, led by Xia Jue, and the others have always been absolutely obedient, so he doesn't explain, and they won't ask, after all, the hall master always has his own reasons.

And because Xia Jue almost never makes mistakes, other disciples also have a high sense of trust in him.

The number of ghost fires is not large, but its fluttering speed is very fast, and if you are not careful, you may be contaminated.

Perhaps it is because they have cultivated a certain spirituality after a long period of time, and they actually know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.

One of the clusters of ghost fires, taking advantage of the moments when a law enforcement hall disciple was not paying attention, went straight to his dantian.

Fortunately, Feng Qi next to this disciple paid more attention, and just as the ghost fire was about to stain the disciple's clothes, Feng Qi suddenly turned around and pulled it away from its original position.

And the ghost fire, which had a very ferocious sprint speed, crashed directly into a dead tree not far away because it couldn't contain its speed.

The dead tree, which was stained with ghost fire, instantly ignited a black flame, and in just a few breaths, it was burned into a pile of ashes.

After all, it was a ghost fire raised by a monk in the Transformation Period, and its strength had already far surpassed that of ordinary ghost fire, and the disciple couldn't help but be afraid for a while after noticing this situation, if this thing was contaminated with his own clothes, I am afraid that the fate of this dead tree now would be his fate.

The law enforcement hall was stunned for a while.

Suddenly, there was a huge pulling force behind him again, and when he looked up, he saw Feng Qi's black face that couldn't be darker.

It turned out that another cluster of ghost fire was coming straight for him......

Feng Qi was so angry by this person that he ascended to heaven, "You give me a little serious, now in a daze, are you idle and die fast enough?"

The disciple suddenly, layers of cold sweat flowed down, but it was precisely because of Feng Qi's reminder that he became more and more vigilant.

On the other side, Xia Jue noticed that although these ghost fires would burn after being contaminated with dead leaves, when the things it was burning burned out, they would re-condense into the appearance of ghost fires, and carry out another round of attacks on them.

The cycle goes on and on, endlessly, like a game that can't be played.

You know, the ghost fire doesn't know that it's tired, as long as there are demonic qi around, there are yin and resentment qi, and there are all kinds of negative aura, they can keep reconverging. But the monks can't, and if they don't have a perfect solution, they will eventually be burned to ashes like the dead wood around them, after the aura in their bodies has been depleted.

These ghostfires are impartial, and almost everyone is surrounded by two or three clusters of ghostfires.

A disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall finally couldn't help it, unwilling to blindly dodge like this, and chose to draw the sword in his hand, at this time he forgot Xia Jue's previous reminder, and slashed straight at a cluster of ghost fire on his side.

Who would have thought that the ghost fire didn't even hide.

Xia Jue's eyes were slightly dull when he saw this scene, but it was obviously too late to remind him at this time.

So the others just watched as the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall split the ghost fire in two.

After being split in half, the cluster of ghost fire did not merge, but only shook slightly in place, and then regrouped its body and turned into two clusters of small ghost fires.

However, despite its smaller size, its attack power has not changed at all.

Immediately afterward, another cluster of ghost fire surrounded the disciple, and a fierce attack was launched on him.

It was also at this time that the disciple finally remembered Xia Jue's previous reminder again, and he was annoyed in his heart, but it was to no avail.

Because of his impulsiveness, he already felt a little rushed, and the pressure became a little bigger.

The other two disciples, who were also a little depressed, instantly lost any thoughts after seeing what happened to their companions, and became extremely obedient.

As for Xia Jue, from beginning to end, except for glancing at him when the disciple split the ghost fire, he never gave him a look, as if his life and death had nothing to do with him.

has been sitting on the branches, originally very bored Wenren Qingtang, after seeing this scene, finally showed a little interest.

"The indifference and ruthlessness of the law enforcement hall master is really breathtaking. ”

A green tendon popped out of the forehead of a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, and it seemed that he was about to reply to Wenren Qingtang.

But before he could speak, a familiar voice came from his sea of consciousness, "Collect your heart." ”

The disciple pursed his lips, yes, this is the Law Enforcement Hall, this is the time when they go on a mission, as long as it is this period, they are the most indifferent and ruthless people.

Even if your teammates die, you can only watch them die, after all, you can't break the overall situation for one person.

And the reason why he was so angry was not because this person stepped on his foot and pierced his heart.

In fact, not only the hall master of the Law Enforcement Hall, but also the entire Law Enforcement Hall is the same when performing tasks, impersonal, like indifferent puppets.

He glanced at the fellow door who was already a little scrambling, and cold sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead, closed his eyes slightly, and opened them again, and there was no emotion.

The Law Enforcement Hall does not need superfluous emotions, this is something that is clearly recorded in the law when they enter the inner hall.

He didn't know why, and it wasn't the first time he had experienced such a thing, but there was always a different turmoil in his heart.

Of course, perhaps because he is getting older, he has become more and more sentimental.

What everyone didn't know was that a young man who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a jade flute in his hand, was running fast in the forest, and the young man was very handsome, but most of the things in the forest could not see his existence.

I saw only a jade-colored flute, fluttering in the air, rushing towards the depths of the forest at a very fast speed.

When two old ghosts saw such a scene, they couldn't help but soften their eyes, "Are we seeing a ghost?"

The other old ghost shook his head, "No, it's obvious, it's something that even ghosts can't see. ”

I don't know when I floated behind the two old ghosts, and I didn't know when I floated behind the two old ghosts, and I was so faint that "Have you been dead for too long, and you have forgotten some things about the monks?" ”

The two old ghosts looked at the strange ghost behind them in unison, "What do you mean?" ”

"The master is not around, the flute can still have such an abundant aura, and even emit a faint fluorescence...... Prompted at this point, do you two have thoughts?"

One old ghost was confused, but the other old ghost thought of something incredible, "This is a spiritual treasure?"

"This ...... Which monk is this, with such a big heart, who dares to let his spiritual treasure sway outside. ”

"To have such a level of jade flute, I'm afraid that ordinary people don't need to worry about cultivation at all. ”