Of course, this is just speculation, but since the Hungry Ghost Dao has only one warship here, the situation should not have reached the worst level, but no matter what, there is not much time left, and he must leave as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian was covered in green light, and after a little turnaround, it quickly dimmed, and now that the crisis is everywhere, this retreat naturally does not dare to be too public, be careful.

Soon, Ling Xian's figure became vague, if he didn't use his divine sense to carefully investigate, he wouldn't be able to see clearly at all, but the light was extremely fast, he picked a direction opposite to the Hungry Ghost Dao warship and flew away.

Although it will take a lot of detours to Aoki City from this direction, it will be much safer to get to the same place, so it is definitely the best choice to weigh the two phases.

Not to mention, there were no major twists and turns along the way, there were no dangers, and in a blink of an eye, two more days passed.

Now, Ling Xian has come to the boundless grassland, the sky is as blue as a wash, and as far as the eye can see, the beautiful grassland is boundless, which makes people feel extremely comfortable.

However, Ling Xian's face was gloomy, without him, not far ahead, he actually found the warship of the Hungry Ghost Dao.

How so?

The direction he is walking is obviously the opposite of it, is it really printed that old saying, is it a blessing or a curse, and a disaster cannot be avoided?

The other party is definitely not coming at him.

What did the hungry ghost go to great lengths to find?

Ling Xian thought in his heart, this time he was not in a hurry to leave, but carefully hid his aura.

It's not that you want to figure out the twists and turns, but it's that leaving at this time may attract the attention of the other party.

Ling Xian didn't want to be self-defeating, so he decided to wait a while.

However, before this thought could be turned, an earth-shattering loud bang suddenly rumbled from a distance. Spatial tremor.

In the distance, a white line lit up.

The speed is amazing, the beginning is still far away, and soon, it flies close to the eye.

It's actually a flying sword.

However, it is ridiculously large, with a diameter of more than 100 zhang. It was almost heaven and earth, not to mention the coercion that emanated, Ling Xian felt extremely cold when he looked at it from afar.

Tearing through the sky, the strong wind swept towards the warship of the hungry ghost road.

Could it be......

Ling Xian's pupils shrank, and there was a faint figure in his heart.

But at this time, there is naturally no time to think about it.

The immortal sword was not only majestic in size, but also shockingly fast, and the warship of the Hungry Ghost Dao didn't have time to dodge at all, and was slashed by a fierce sword.

Rumble!

With an earth-shattering bang. The entire sky shook, and then in the void, a mysterious halo of three-colored runes suddenly appeared, the light was not so dazzling and dazzling, but the spiritual pressure emitted was astonishing and outrageous, almost to the point that people could not breathe.

The warship from the Hungry Ghost Road was wrapped in a halo of light, and the screams were endless, and it was very fast. It's falling apart!

"Whoosh, whoosh......"

Except for two escapes, they desperately escaped at the last moment. When the halo dissipated, the entire warship had turned into ash, and there was not even much wreckage left.

What a terrible power!

Since Ling Xian embarked on the path of cultivating immortals, he had experienced countless hardships and obstacles, and he had encountered all kinds of crises. However, the scene in front of him still stunned him.

The power of a blow is so far, what moves mountains and seas, compared with it. It's not worth mentioning.

The only one who can do this is in the late Yuan Infant period.

Looking at the wild ancient land, only the great monk has such strength.

But if it was really done by the monks of the late Yuan Infant period, wouldn't these monsters of the Hungry Ghost Dao be in danger alone, wouldn't it seem extremely stupid again?

Ling Xian's eyebrows were tightly locked, this question was really a little tangled.

Or rather, puzzled.

So he continued to hold his breath and observe the battle situation in front of him.

I saw that the light converged, and two figures were revealed.

The person on the left has a brocade robe and a high crown, dressed like a secular prince, but his face is dry, there is no blood on his face, and his eyes are deeply sunken.

Up and down his body, he was still wrapped in a strong corpse qi, and his identity was naturally obvious.

Corpse!

However, it is not an ordinary minion, but has survived three heavenly tribulations and cultivated into a terrifying powerhouse comparable to the Yuanying Monk.

Corpse King!

No wonder he was able to dodge the attack just now.

Next to the corpse king, there is a guy in a black robe.

The figure is burly, but if you look closely, it is actually a skeleton, with ghost fire burning in its two eye sockets, and it is also full of yin qi, and it is also in the infancy stage.

No, it's not accurate to just say that the Yuan Infant is not accurate, the coercion exuded by the Corpse King and the skeleton is not inferior to the immortal cultivators in the middle of the Yuan Infant period.

However, at this moment, their faces were full of solemnity and jealousy.

"What do you think, is that...... Did that guy do it?" the black-robed skeleton's eyes burned with ghostly fire, and his voice seemed erratic.

"It should be right, except for the great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, whoever can swallow the entire warship with a single blow should be that person. The Corpse King's expression was not much better, and the situation in front of them had exceeded their expectations.

"But how can she still have such strength, doesn't it mean that this woman has been seriously injured in the battle of Black Swamp City?"

"You ask me, how do I know, after all, the battle of Black Marsh City, we have neither experienced it personally nor witnessed it with our own eyes, all the information is just hearsay......" A trace of resentment flashed on the face of the Corpse King, it seemed that he thought that he had been deceived.

However, the black-robed skeleton shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, we came to this barbaric ancient land from the Hungry Ghost Dao, and it was indeed a little late, but I learned the exact news from a close friend, and I will definitely not be mistaken." ”

"Oh, what's the news you've got?" the corpse king turned his head in disbelief.

"I heard that this woman is one of the three great monks who appeared in Black Marsh City, called the Hundred Grass Fairy, although she is a woman, her cultivation is earth-shattering, you also know, because of the laws of heaven and earth, although we have countless masters of the Hungry Ghost Dao, only those below the three heavenly tribulations can come here, and they are not excluded by the laws of heaven and earth. ”

"So in the battle of Black Marsh City, although we have a numerical advantage, the great monks of the human race are invincible, and many Taoist friends have fallen, but everyone naturally can't let them be happy and happy, dozens of infant-level yin ghosts and ghosts swarmed up, and more than ten people fell back and forth, and finally hit this guy hard. (To be continued.) )