Deng An was the closest to the exit out of the river valley and was the first to rush in front of the disciple surnamed Chen. The disciple surnamed Chen saw that Li Daxiao was frightened and retreated, and one person and one ghost came to kill him again. He wanted to stop it, but when he saw Deng An lifting the corpse demon bone, he hurriedly flashed to the side and made way of the passage.

Originally, the children surnamed Chen opposed Li Daxiao's ambush plan, and later participated in it as a last resort, of course he would not sacrifice his life to intercept Deng An, not to mention, he knew very well that even if he could stop it, he would not get much benefit from it, and he would cheapen others in vain.

Deng An saw that the other party didn't stop him, so he didn't bother to pay attention to it, he could save some yin qi, so it was naturally better to save some, collected the corpse demon bones, and rushed to the exit of the river valley with Meng Ping.

"Senior Brother Chen, you ......" Li Daxiao was furious when he saw that the disciple surnamed Chen had let Meng Ping go, and reprimanded: "Why don't you stop them, it looks like you're about to succeed." ”

The disciple surnamed Chen said coldly: "Senior Brother Li, for the sake of a broken soul flag, you caused Senior Brother Wu to lose an arm, do you think it's worth it? Besides, what kind of person Wu Zhi is, I think Senior Brother knows better than me, and I can't help him." ”

Li Daxiao looked at Meng Ping's back unwillingly, and even gave up his actions.

Deng An saw that Li Daxiao did not chase after him, and he was suspicious. Li Daxiao and Meng Ping are already like fire and water, and they will not die, if they just let Meng Ping leave, and wait for Meng Ping to return to the sect, Li Daxiao will definitely have only one way to die, unless he wants to judge the ghost gate.

Do Li Daxiao and the others really want to do this? Or do they have no fear?

"Be careful!"

Suddenly, Deng An saw a flash of golden light behind the boulder in front of him, and knew that something was wrong, Li Daxiao and the others really had a back hand, and hurriedly reminded Meng Ping.

The swiftness of the golden light was incredible, and it shot past Deng An in a flash, Meng Ping didn't have time to dodge, and a bloody hole was pierced in his chest.

"It's really a bunch of waste, I can't even take a fourth-level monk in the Qi cultivation period, so I wasted a golden light rune, this kind of spirit rune in the foundation building period is not easy to come by, and one less is used. After the boulder, a young man dressed in purple slowly walked out, he looked at the runic paper on his palm that gradually turned into powder, and then looked at Meng Ping who was lying in a pool of blood.

Deng An had never seen this person, but according to the other party's voice, he judged his identity, this person's name was Wu Zhi, and he was a core disciple of the Ghost Suppression Sect, and he was a seventh-level cultivator during the Qi cultivation period. In addition, he also has an identity, the youngest son of Wu Qiutian, the master of the Ghost Sect.

Seeing this, Deng An understood why he would sneak attack Meng Ping. On that day, Wu Zhi was one of the core disciples who wanted to exchange corpse demon bones. I didn't expect this person to be so vicious, in order to get what he wanted, he even dared to kill along with the door.

"Senior Brother Meng, if you were willing to transfer the corpse demon bones, you wouldn't be where you are today, if you want to blame it, your strength is too low. Alas, alas, the husband is not guilty, but he is guilty. Wu Zhi saw that Meng Ping was going to die, and he sighed as if there was no one around.

Li Daxiao and the others saw it from afar and slowly walked here.

"Wu Zhi, you are so ruthless......"

Meng Ping, who was still breathing, got up with difficulty and half-sat on the ground.

Deng Anxin couldn't bear it, but he was powerless, just as he was trying to find a way to get out of this crisis, he suddenly found that the soul contract in his soul body had disappeared, and he looked at Meng Ping in amazement.

"Deng An, I can no longer fulfill the agreement between you and me, and you are not responsible for this matter, so I should let me break the soul contract first. For the sake of our fellowship, I hope that one day, you will kill him to avenge me. Meng Ping's face turned pale, he smiled miserably, and then, looking at Wu Zhi with an indifferent expression, he said sharply: "Even if I die, I won't let you get your wish." As he spoke, he sacrificed his soul flag, quickly played a few spells, and desperately injected spiritual power into it. The soul banner grew larger in the wind, and was three or four feet high.

"Go!" Meng Ping shouted, using his last strength, he pushed forward, and the soul banner was guided by spiritual power, and flew towards Wu Zhi, whose face changed slightly.

"Damn!

Wu Zhi didn't expect that Meng Ping would be so decisive. While cursing loudly, he quickly dodged into the distance, and at the same time, he also sacrificed an intact soul flag, hurriedly recited a few incantations, and released a tall and burly main soul with a long head with sharp horns and a mouth with fangs exposed.

The soul body of this main soul is condensed like a substance, and the skin is glowing with a dark luster, and its cultivation is one level higher than Deng An's, and it is a contemplative cultivation existence in the condensation stage. However, his eyes could not see the agility, only cruelty and murder, and he should have been erased from his sanity.

This main soul received Wu Zhi's order, took a big step forward, protected him behind him, and with a big hand, clenched into a fist like a grinding plate, and attacked Meng Ping's soul banner fiercely.

"Boom", Meng Ping's soul banner turned into a white ball of light, facing the fist of the main soul, and in another loud sound that shook the sky, the two touched closely together.

Li Daxiao and the three of them, who were rushing here, were shocked and changed, and they all stopped in unison, hurriedly dodging the flying rubble, so as not to be injured by them.

After the explosion, a large pit with a diameter of about two or three zhang and a depth of about two meters was left on the rocky ground of the canyon, as if someone had dug a super large sea bowl.

The main soul that was most affected by the explosion was much more illusory, and many parts of the body faintly vaporized, presumably extremely injured, and it was likely to fall a grade. With its protection, Wu Zhi was not injured in any way.

Wu Zhi didn't have time to heartache the main soul and gave him another order, because a moment before the explosion, Deng An took the opportunity to flee to the side of the cliff.

When Meng Ping drove the soul banner to fly out, Deng An felt that his connection with the soul banner had completely disappeared, this was Meng Ping's initiative to let him go, of course he would not live up to Meng Ping's kindness, chose a route that was easy to escape, turned around and left.

Meng Ping was doomed to death, and it was useless to leave him behind.

What Deng An didn't know was that just as he was activating, a hidden place on the side of the canyon shot out a tiny aura pattern, which attached to his soul body at an incredible speed. He didn't notice anything about it.

When Wu Zhi reacted, Deng An opened a distance of two or three hundred meters from him. In its heyday, the main soul of the Wuzhi Soul Banner may still have the possibility of catching up with Deng An, but it has already suffered a lot of weight, and it is bound by the Soul Banner, so it can't leave too far at all.

Deng An endured the pain of the burning body of the yang qi, quickly climbed the cliff, and burrowed into a dense forest below. Wu Zhi, Li Daxiao and the others could only watch Deng An escape, none of them could drive the air to fly, and they didn't have the magic weapons to fly, so there was nothing they could do.

Due to the nearby periphery of the Zhenghost Gate's sphere of influence, Deng An did not dare to stay in place for a long time, and took advantage of the cover of the dense forest to gallop all the way east. If Meng Ping's guess was correct, it would be a good place to go, just to ask other meditation cultivators for advice on the way of cultivation.

After escaping for more than ten miles, Deng An saw that it was getting dark, so he found a ravine with a slight distribution of yin qi and began to recover the day's yin qi consumption. Although the yin qi here is a drop in the bucket, it is better than nothing, and it can be recovered somewhat.

An hour later, Deng An was meditating on himself, suddenly felt a crisis coming, and was about to dodge, but found that he had been imprisoned by an aperture of light and could not move a single inch. "Collect!" With an emotionless snort, he was put into a ghost jar suspended in mid-air.

A warm, sweet fragrance made Deng An sleepy message, and it came into his consciousness. The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, this is the only thought he had before he sleeps.

A dark figure leaped out from behind a large tree and reached out to summon the ghost jar back.

"Wu Zhi, Wu Zhi, I really want to thank you this time. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to take all of this main soul and corpse bones. Now that you have been caught by me, what can you do with the son of the master, see how you fight with me in the future!"

The black shadow muttered to himself, put away the ghost jar, and disappeared into the night.

Meng Ping's disappearance did not cause much turmoil, every year there are disciples of the Ghost Suppression Sect who disappear for no reason, or die in the mouth of demon beasts, or are killed and robbed of treasures, not only the Ghost Suppression Sect, all the Immortal Cultivation Sects will face this situation, the high-level leaders of the Ghost Suppression Sect have long been accustomed to this, not to mention that Meng Ping is still an ordinary fourth-level disciple of Qi cultivation, and the losses caused to the sect are insignificant. Wang Yiping was very worried about his disciple, and he had asked Elder Yan about the situation many times, but finally had to reluctantly accept the reality.

In the middle of Yanyin Peak, there are many exquisite small courtyards scattered around, they are obviously better than the residences of ordinary disciples at the foot of the mountain, in addition to the living rooms, there are also cultivation grounds, small spiritual fields, etc., even more strange, in the corner of each small courtyard, there is also a pool shrouded in yin qi.

The periphery of these courtyards was wrapped in a layer of light that seemed to be nothing, and it was obviously some kind of defensive formation. Naturally, there will be no ordinary disciples who can live here, they are all the core disciples of the Ghost Suppression Sect, and they are the key cultivation objects of the Ghost Suppression Sect.

In one of the small courtyards, on the pool shrouded in yin qi, Deng An, who had turned into a yin qi form, was quietly floating above the pool, and the pool was filled with a black liquid, which would evaporate from time to time into Deng An's soul body, and then return to the pool.

A young man with a pale complexion was staring at Deng An with an ugly face. He had tried many methods, but he couldn't erase Deng An's consciousness.

"Deng An, what conditions did Meng Ping give you? You are willing to be his main soul. As long as you agree to be the secondary soul of my soul flag, not only will I not erase your consciousness, but what Meng Ping promised you, I can also give it to you, just a little more, and when you advance to the condensation stage meditation, I can also let you be the main soul of the soul flag. ”

"He promised to set me free in ten years, can you do it?"

"Don't force people to make it difficult, I won't agree. ”

"Then I'd rather be erased from consciousness. ”

"Deng An, don't think that I can't do anything about you. Meng Ping agreed to sign a soul contract with you in the first place, also because he couldn't erase your consciousness. I'm different from him, I'm a core disciple, there are many ways, the ecstasy pool I use now is just the most primitive one, and tomorrow I'll send it to see the real ecstasy pool of the town ghost gate. ”

The young man was so angry that he left his courtyard alone.