Chapter 939: Don't show up yet
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It was midnight, and the moon was in the sky.
I saw hundreds of zhang outside the wall, there were black shadows, two or three hundred, standing silently in the open. They looked like monks, wielding short swords, but their expressions were sluggish and lifeless, as if they were evil spirits walking at night and were terrifying.
It was the corpse of the ghost clan.
Among the crowds of refining corpses, there were four other figures, their feet not touching the ground, fluttering back and forth, and whispering together. Obviously, the four masters of the ghost clan, that is, the ghost witch, seemed to be a little hesitant, still checking the reality of Qingluan Village.
Blameless stared for a moment, then looked left and right.
On the left and right, there were several men standing, who were monks from Qingluan Village, holding short swords and talismans in their hands, each trembling.
Four or five hundred zhang away, the walled gate, that is, the wall where the stone gate is located, there are more than ten monks, all of whom are masters of human immortals, and they are still waiting for the battle. One of the old men, as if he couldn't bear it, played a trick and shouted-
"This is Qingluan Village, the evil ghosts get out of the way, otherwise the flames and thunder will be burned, and the jade will be burned-"
The ghost clan may have passed by here, or they may have come for a sneak attack, but they were still a hundred miles away before they were discovered. Qingluan Village was already on guard, had a formation, and had hundreds of monks. It's also huge.
And the old man who spoke out wanted to demonstrate and force the ghost clan back, but he also revealed his own details.
Sure enough, the four ghosts and witches stepped into the air. One of the old men smiled and said, "A formation full of loopholes, a group of immortals who don't know whether they are alive or dead, hehe......"
Before the laughter fell, the four of them were already in the middle of the air, scattered left and right, and each raised his hand to point down. Four Yin Qi sword rays roared out, and they roared loudly in an instant.
The formation of Qingluan Village, based on the stone wall, supports a forbidden world that covers an area of several miles and is more than ten zhang high. With this formation, it should not be difficult to shelter from the wind and rain and block the jackals, tigers and leopards, but it is a little reluctant to block the joint onslaught of the four ghosts and witches.
"Boom, boom—"
In the repeated roar, the formation that enveloped Qingluan Village suddenly shook, and made a tearing sound of "click, click", and the rapid power drove the entire village to shake and tremble. The stone houses that had fallen into disrepair could not support them and collapsed one after another. On the streets and in the open spaces, men, women, and children poured out, panicking and crying one by one......
And the attack of the four ghosts and witches was even more fierce.
The sharp sword was like a swift lightning, with a powerful killing machine, constantly slashing at the crumbling formation.
Someone shouted—
"Fellow Daoists, bless the formation ......"
Someone exclaimed—
"The formation is empty and difficult to guard against, send people to respond to the ......"
Where the gate of the wall, as well as the east and west ends of the wall, a group of immortal monks tried their best to bless the formation, lest the wall be lost and resist with all their might. However, the four ghosts and witches abandoned the front and focused on the weak points of the formation. Just when the Qingluan Village side was taking care of one thing and losing the other, there was another earth-shattering roar-
"Boom-"
The formation exploded a gap in it, and the collapse swept in all directions.
Wu Ji stood on the wall, stretched out his hands, trying to help bless the formation, and as the roar came, the light of the formation that his hands touched suddenly shook, and then a powerful counterattack force counterattacked. He hurriedly withdrew his hand and squatted down. And many of the monks were caught off guard and fell straight from the wall. But when I saw the figures flying, the exclamations continued, the walls collapsed and the houses collapsed, as if a catastrophe had descended and there was chaos.
At this moment, black shadows rose in the valley. Two or three hundred refining corpses have been waiting for a long time, and finally received an order, jumped up more than ten zhang in the air, and rushed straight to Qingluan Village.
"Defend against the enemy, resist the enemy—"
The immortal monks of Qingluan Village are still guarding the wall, counting on repelling the invasion of the corpse refining. And when they were busy, they looked desperate.
The four ghosts and witches, after defeating the formation, did not give up, but drove the refining corpses to attack the village, and at the same time fell from the sky with a fierce killing machine.
Although there are many monks in Qingluan Village, there are only twenty or thirty immortal masters, how can they resist the ghosts and witches that are comparable to earth immortals.
Someone was unwilling to give up, urging the flying sword to rush towards the refining corpse. More Qingluanzhai monks panicked and fled in all directions.
"Bang-"
Seeing a killing is inevitable.
At this critical juncture, suddenly a sword light rose into the sky, and in an instant, flesh and blood flew sideways, and a ghost witch was split in half and planted in the air......
Whether it was the ghost clan or the Qingluan Village, they were all stunned.
And that strange sword light was still whistling in the night sky. "Bang" another ghost witch turned over and fell, frightening the other two ghost witches hurriedly dodged away. The many corpses that were already close to the stockade or jumped on the wall immediately stopped attacking and retreated......
"Oops, ...... master"
"There are people who can help ......"
"I, Xun Wanzi, am willing to be driven to hunt down and kill evil ghosts......"
"Peng Su, ask the seniors to show up to meet ......"
If you kill the ghost and witch with a sword, you will shoot for the master. In the midst of danger, there are masters to help, Qingluan Village is worry-free, and the lives of thousands of old and young are worry-free.
The monks of Qingluan Village, after being stunned, were pleasantly surprised. Xun Wanzi and Peng Su, who were the leaders, thanked them and invited the masters to show up in order to join forces to expel the ghost clan.
And that strange and powerful sword light suddenly disappeared. Many of the monks who were still holding on, or fleeing, were looking around, just looking at the majesty. Whether it is above or below the fence or on the street, except for the stunned figures, there are no high-ranking people......
At this time, Wu blame squatted on the wall, looking around, and his face was full of surprise.
Is it that he is blameless for killing ghosts and witches and solving difficulties?
Not really!
It's not that he can't save him when he sees death, but he is still waiting and seeing, still hesitating, and someone has already taken the lead.
Who is that master?
"Fellow believers, don't be impatient, there are masters in charge, and the evil ghosts are not afraid of ......"
"Quickly repair the formation and reorganize the defensive ......"
Xun Wanzi and Peng Su are not only courageous and knowledgeable, but also familiar with the world's sophistication, and when they saw that the master refused to show up, they no longer insisted on it, and took advantage of the situation to appease everyone.
The monks who fled returned, or jumped on the wall to participate in the defense, or repaired the formation, or persuaded the ordinary people to take refuge in peace. Qingluan Village, which was once in a desperate situation, seems to have taken a turn for the better.
However, the crisis is not far away.
In other words, an even greater catastrophe is coming.
Blameless was still squatting on the wall, with a suspicious look revealing a little worry.
The group of refining corpses had retreated hundreds of feet away, but they did not leave, but were pestled in the valley, or they would launch another fierce attack at any time. The two ghosts and witches are standing in the air. Two other faint figures floated past, and they were the ghosts and witches who had been killed before, although the physical body was not there, but the Yin God was still there. The four of them gathered together, staring at Qingluan Village in the night, their faces full of hatred, and then looked into the distance......
The monks of Qingluan Village are still busy. The formation had not yet been repaired, and the chaos had not yet settled, but everyone stopped and looked up in fear.
A cold moon is still hanging high in the air.
And in the bleak moonlight, there were suddenly a few more black shadows, but they seemed to be hallucinations, and even if they spread out their consciousness, they couldn't see clearly.
It's not an illusion, it's just that it's too far away.
In a few moments, the shadow grew closer.
In an instant, there were four more figures of old men in mid-air, perhaps the momentum was too fast, rolling up bursts of black mist, and then suddenly stopped, and the white hair of the vultures flew and the big sleeves fluttered, like ghosts suddenly descending and unpredictable.
Wu Yi was originally squatting, but he couldn't help but sit down, and raised his hands to hold his head, and sighed helplessly.
Alas, the four ghosts and witches before were hit hard, but they didn't leave, so they knew that something was wrong. Sure enough, the four guys were calling for help. It's just a helper who came in a hurry, which is really unexpected......
"Hmph, show up!"
A cold snort sounded in the night sky, not high-pitched and loud, but the eerie murderous aura that emanated suddenly enveloped the entire valley.
The monks of Qingluan Village were still watching in a daze, and suddenly felt a chill to the bone and their hearts tightened, and then they realized that the four old men had come to their eyes from the sky. Although there are still hundreds of zhang apart, it seems to be close at hand, and the inexplicable power makes people unable to hide and dare not face it.
It was an old man with silver hair who spoke, and he didn't move, but saw his figure drifting, and in the blink of an eye, he approached a hundred feet, and his hoarse voice sounded again—
"Old man, I know that you are hiding here, and you don't show up yet......"
The old man seemed to be prepared, forcing someone to show up.
And before his words fell, another old man spoke up-
"Wu Lao, since he can't hide his head and is lucky, you and I will do it, and we can't run away from him. What's more, there are many monks here, and it is better to refine into corpses......"
The two old men were talking, obviously regarding the person they were looking for and the entire Qingluan Village as their own things.
The other two old men, who should have understood it, scattered left and right with the four ghosts and witches, and put on a siege formation. And the corpse refining in the valley is ready to move.
The monks of Qingluan Village are still panicked. It was Xun Wanzi and Peng Su and other immortal masters before, who were too frightened to say anything as the end came.
Wu Lao?
It was the supreme existence of the ghost clan. I'm afraid that the priests of the Jade Temple are here, and they will also retreat.
Qingluan Village is in a catastrophe......
Sitting on the wall, still holding his head, he cowered and scared, no different from the monks in Qingluan Village. However, when he heard the words "refining corpses", he couldn't help but take a sip secretly.
Phew, a few ghostly old ghosts, what a hate!
And it's just that I am not to blame, how can I use the excuse of mutilating the innocent? In this case, how can I hide? Forcing me to show up, huh, here......
Blameless gritted his teeth and was about to get up.
But I didn't want to be convenient at this time, and suddenly someone raised his voice and said-
"The ghost clan is unforgivable, and everyone will be punished!"
In the crowd of people in the streets of Qingluanzhai, a figure stepped into the air.
It was an old man, no longer with white hair and a shawl, but with a bun and a majestic demeanor. I saw him head held high, and suddenly said: "The two should be the ghost red and ghost hill of the ghost clan, no need to coerce and lure, I am here-"
The two old men were Ghost Chi and Ghost Hill, and although someone appeared, they were quite surprised.
"Hey, you're ......"
"I'm the road number, Ruixiang is also!"
"And the old man is looking for ......"
"The previous ghost witch was killed by me. If Ni didn't look for me, why bother!"
"Oh, Ruixiang, who are you, and why are you my enemy......"