Chapter 530: Senior Brother Run
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The wind was desolate, and the sky was full of smoke and dust. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
I saw rolling wind and sand, mixed with churning mist, coming from the depths of the barren land from all directions. Initially, slowly, only see its shape, not hear its sound. In a few moments, the illusion-like smoke and dust were miles away, and there was a ghost crying wolf and a sharp whistling faintly.
Xiang Yuan, the immortal predecessor of the Four Elephant Gates, carried a treasure and wanted to find a way out alone, but was startled by the distant scene. He stood stunned on top of a barren hill and was stunned, and perhaps guessed, turned around and rushed down the barren hill, and shouted, "Yin Feng is evil-"
Ah Wei and Ah Mu and others also forgot to chase after them, but they looked around again, and they didn't know why for a while. After all, cultivation and knowledge are limited, and I really can't figure out the situation around me. And suddenly heard the "yin wind and evil spirit", everyone's faces changed greatly.
Ah Wei and Ah Sheng turned around and ran, and Ah Sheng waved his hand again and again: "The ghost clan is here......!
Blameless stood on a small mound and stared into the distance. It was still the scene where you chased me, but it turned into a panicked scene in an instant. Faced with an unexpected situation, he couldn't figure it out.
And Ah San was not far from him, with a pair of big eyes rolling in panic.
This guy gradually discovered a trick, but whenever he acts, as long as he pays attention to his senior brother's actions, even if he can't pick up the cheap, he won't suffer a big loss.
Seeing Ah Sheng and the others running towards him, Ah San dodged two steps and turned his head to follow: "Uncle Shi, what is the ghost clan, what is the yin wind and evil spirit?"
"The ghost clan is the person who cultivates the ghost, and the yin wind and evil qi that they cultivate are said to be the most difficult to deal with ...... soul-snatching spirit."
When Ah Sheng answered, he suddenly stopped his steps.
"Oh no, I can't run away......"
The place where it was located was a barren hill several feet high. The twelve people who had chased before, as well as the elephant, had just run up the barren hill, and the smoke and dust, which were still a few miles away, were already hundreds of zhang away. In other words, there is no way to escape.
It seems that he is drifting with the flow, and wherever he runs, he follows, and now he is also trapped on the barren hill and helpless.
And for the distorted yin wind, he didn't think so. Back then, he had already been tempered by magic swords and poison. Although his cultivation is not good now, he is not afraid. However, is that really evil? There is also the statement of the ghost clan, which is unbelievable. If there really is a ghost clan here, it means that you have come to another foreign land......
"Formation, formation!"
Xiang Yu scolded loudly, and said undoubtedly: "Those who hold flying swords, hold their positions, and those who are bare-handed will respond in the middle." Four foundation building juniors, follow me to defend against the enemy-"
At the moment of danger, this senior seems to have abandoned his previous suspicions.
Ah Wei and Ah Mo and the others also put down the mustard and each instructed their disciples to form a small formation on the barren hill. On the periphery were five masters, and around were six disciples armed with flying swords. And those who are bare-handed, there is only no blame and a disciple of Jinshuimen. Ah San wanted to lend his flying sword temporarily, but no one appreciated it.
In a few moments, the overwhelming smoke and dust were already whistling. Like a storm, like a monstrous wave. In the boiling mist, there were figures flashing one after another, either naked with teeth and claws, or holding a sharp axe and screaming. is clearly a barbarian who only comes to chase souls and ask for his life......
The small barren hill was suddenly overturned like an isolated island in the stormy waves.
Everyone only felt that the wind was blowing, the chill was bone-chilling, they were frightened, and they were stunned -
"It's not a ghost ......"
"Ghosts, the ghosts of the barbarians......"
"No, that's a ghost, a barbarian ghost, looking for you and me for revenge......"
"Oh my God, the psychic light leads to the land of the Yin Spirit, you and I are killing ourselves......
Hugh is alarmed! The ghost has not yet condensed, and cannot be called a ghost. With the most masculine and rigid body, restraint is not difficult to ......"
But between the breaths, several figures wrapped in the storm and screaming angrily fell from the sky.
Xiang Yu is worthy of being a master of immortals, although he can't show his magical powers, he is quite courageous, jumping up two or three feet high and smashing his fist. As a result of the iron fist, the figure collapsed, and immediately turned into a gust of yin wind and swirled upward. He took advantage of the situation to punch and kick again, laughing: "It's just a few ghosts in the mortal world, what can I do!"
Ah Wei and the other four foundation building masters, as well as the disciples present, suddenly perked up and used their own means.
And it wasn't a few ghosts, it was thousands, and if it weren't for that, it wouldn't have been able to lift the storm and sand in the sky.
A figure pounced on Ah San, and he couldn't see clearly in the cold and fog at all, only feeling that the resentment was tangled, and it was fierce and unstoppable. He slashed with his sword, and with a "flutter", the wind swirled, and the ghost disappeared. He was slightly surprised, and he was bold. A few more figures pounced, and he hurriedly repeated his old tricks. Who expected the muffled sound of "bang", and a sharp axe pierced through the wind and sand and volleyed into the air. He was so shocked that he turned around and ran, but was trampled over: "The rats of Yuantianmen, where to escape-"
Ah San was caught off guard and fell to the ground. The sharp axe carried the sound of the wind, and "clanged" into the rock beside him. He turned his head in fright, and realized that it was the elephant who had saved him. And that human immortal senior has been entangled by more than ten figures, and he yelled like he went crazy. Ah Wei, Ah Sheng and other four foundation-building predecessors also have no time to care. The rest of the crowd either resisted desperately or trembled, but ......
"Senior brother—"
The entire barren hill has been swallowed up by cold fog and sand. At this moment, no one is immune. And in such a dangerous place, there are people sitting cross-legged. The ghosts flying all over the sky seemed to ignore his existence. That's the blameless brother, hey, he's standing by?
Ah San struggled to get up and crawled on the ground again: "It hurts...... Senior brother save me......"
The kick of the elephant was so powerful that it almost crushed his buttocks, and he was frightened and in pain. And no matter how despicable the senior brother's temperament is, it is unknown whether he will be sheltered or not.
Ah San grabbed the flying sword and continued to move, as if through the difficulties and embarrassment of gunpowder war.
Well, lying on the ground, although unbearable, no one trampled on it, and there were no ghosts invading it.
Ah San looked up, and finally saw a familiar face in front of him. He was a little relieved, but he was surprised: "Senior brother, why are you safe and ......?"
"There is a wrong, and there is a debtor!"
When countless ghosts pounced, no blame was also secretly on guard. The disciples of the Golden Water Sect beside him were all panicking and dodging, but none of the ghosts rushed towards them. Maybe it's because of the magic sword hidden in his body that the ghost doesn't dare to get close? He simply sat on the ground, silently facing the crazy chaos. It happened that Ah San crawled closer, he sighed lightly, and raised his eyes again: "Don't you hear it, sacrifice with my blood and my flesh, and beg for the spiritual light to come! The ghost of the barbarians is not gone, and revenge is coming......
Ah San was so frightened that he hurriedly got up, forgetting the pain in his buttocks, for fear of being asked for his life by an unjust soul, he swung his sword and slashed indiscriminately.
But in the smoke, dust, wind and sand, and the cold and bone-chilling mist, sorrowful roars, shouts, and heart-rending roars are intertwined and struggling, and then turning into bursts of wind and thunder, ravaging this dim and desolate world.
Countless figures rushed in.
There were gray-haired old men, fierce and violent men, crying and screaming young children, and women and maidens covered in blood, all of whom gritted their teeth and became angry. And with the punches and kicks, the slashing of the flying sword, one figure after another collapsed, and then turned into a yin wind and swirled upward.
And the storm does not stop, and the ghosts continue to ......
The elephant jumped back and forth, fierce and abnormal, and the four foundation building masters also did their best to resist.
And the heavens full of unjust souls are still endless.
It is difficult for everyone to exert their magical powers, so they can only rely on the cultivation in their bodies to support themselves, but they will inevitably become tired, and some of them are already clumsy.
The cultivation of the elephant is high and strong, and it is as fierce as before. Still, he was secretly frightened.
There is no end to this entanglement. What's more, being dragged down by a group of juniors is definitely not what you want!
Elephant shook his fist to defeat several ghosts, and suddenly shouted in a loud voice: "It's useless to be trapped, find another way-" He shouted before he could fall, but he left everyone and took the way.
Originally, the formation was stubborn, and it was worry-free for a while. Now he is in chaos, and the one who takes the lead in escaping is still the highest cultivator.
Ah Wei and Ah Sheng were unexpected, panicked. And Ah Mu and Ah Ma were afraid of suffering, so they jumped off the barren hill without saying a word.
Ah San grabbed the flying sword in both hands, hiding beside Wu Blame and panting. There are seniors on the periphery to resist, and there are senior brothers behind to rely on. Seeing the opportunity, he slashed a few swords, but it was also manageable. Unexpectedly, the situation reversed in a blink of an eye, and he cursed angrily: "The villain ......"
In an instant, dozens of ghosts roared in.
Sitting on the top of a barren hill without blame, he bore the brunt of it. He didn't dare to get lucky, so he rolled over and jumped out.
Ah San hurriedly said: "Senior brother wait for me ......"
"Ahh
At this moment, a terrible scream sounded.
No blame has jumped to the bottom of the barren hill, and turned back with the sound.
Ah San was behind him, sneaky, his eyes flashing, and the whole person was unscathed.
This guy has a big life, and someone else is unlucky!
On the barren hills, figures scattered. Even Ah Wei and Ah Sheng hid more than ten zhang away. But there is still the last person left, who is Ah Jin of Yuantianmen. He was about to flee, but he took a step slower, and in an instant, he was hit by the sharp axe and claw of the ghost, and suddenly the flesh and blood flew and he couldn't bear to gamble!
"Oops, Ah Jin is dead......"
Ah San's black face turned blue with fright. The two eyeballs bulged, as if they could never be taken back. And countless ghosts and ghosts came one after another, as if the dark clouds were pressing down on the top, and there was no way to resist. His teeth trembled, and he said in shock: "Master...... Senior brother, let's run...... Again...... It's too late......"
Not only did he not run, but he stared at him in astonishment.
Ah San glanced back, and couldn't help but open his mouth wide......