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A faint light came into view, and soon, it flew to the top of a mountain peak, and the brilliance converged, revealing the face of an old man.

This person has long eyebrows and fine eyes, is dressed in a black robe, and although his face is old, his spirit is excellent.

Although he can't talk about the child's face and crane hair, he is also walking in a tiger's step, but his face has a bit of a gloomy color, and his body is shrouded in a layer of gray yin qi.

His identity is about to come out, Ghost Ancestor!

Different from the high-spirited when he just got out of trouble, at this moment, his face is full of gloom, for no other reason, the test of this level is really unexpected!

Not only was his cultivation weakened, but he could only exert his strength in the middle of the Yuan Infant, but he also met with that Ling Immortal in a narrow way.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he was indeed very jealous of that little guy, otherwise he wouldn't have chased and killed all the way, the purpose was to nip the danger in the bud.

Under normal circumstances, with his own realm far higher than the other party's realm, he can be crushed, but if the realm is the same, they are all limited to the middle of the Yuan Infant, and he may not have the strength to suppress the other party......

This statement is actually too optimistic, and it is likely that facing yourself in this place will end up in death.

In other words, he is now facing a huge crisis.

It is imperative to get out of this place as soon as possible.

But the question is, where is the treasure that needs to be found?

There was not a single clue in the jade pupil jian.

Even the old monster's city is a little at a loss.

Of course, he will not sit still, and time is very precious to him these days.

I don't know what to do, but the other monks don't necessarily have clues.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Just now, he had already planted a ban on several monks, and once the other party found a treasure, he would immediately feel it.

When the time comes, you can snatch it.

In the same realm, in addition to being quite jealous of Ling Immortal, as for the other immortal cultivators, they were not afraid and had the certainty of winning the battle.

He no longer has the luxury of expecting treasures in this layer.

The only purpose is to leave.

Stay away from danger.

As for the little guy surnamed Ling, he must drain his soul and refine his soul as soon as possible, in short, no matter what, he can't be allowed to leave the Ethereal Immortal Palace.

However, before this thought could be turned, he suddenly felt a little uneasy for some reason, as if something big was going to happen.

When his strength reached his level, it was naturally impossible for him to turn a blind eye to the spiritual omen in his heart, so he hurriedly raised his head and released his divine sense at the same time.

And this probe really came to fruition, and the face of the Ghost Venerable Master suddenly became gloomy to the point of no return.

The more you are afraid of something, the more you come, so how did Ling Boy find his hiding place?

A hint of panic flashed on his face, but now it was useless to be afraid, and there was no time to hide, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, and began to adjust his mana to prepare for the next battle.

......

At the same time, on the other side, although Ling Xian's divine sense, like his mana, had also been weakened, it was still far superior to that of an immortal cultivator of the same level, and naturally he had also discovered the traces of the old demon.

I couldn't help but be overjoyed, and flew towards the other party more quickly.

Soon came to the top of the mountain, and the two were more than a hundred feet apart, facing each other from afar.

"Old monster, you can't run this time. Ling Xian's face was full of spirit.

"Little one, how did you find me?"

Compared to Ling Xian, the Ghost Spirit Ancestor's face was extremely ugly.

However, after asking this question, his face suddenly changed, as if he remembered something, lowered his head, released his divine sense, and performed the technique of inner vision!

Soon there was a harvest, he raised his hand, and a pea-sized point of light appeared in the palm of his hand, and his face was difficult to see.

"When did you plant a tracking mark on the old man!"

It was really careless, he lost everything, he himself left a trace on the body of many monks, and thought that he had a plan, but he didn't expect that those who counted people would also be counted as people, and while he was proud, he also fell into the trap of the other party.

Thinking about the twists and turns of the matter, the ghost master was so angry that his face was like dirt.

"What a sinister and cunning little fellow!"

"No more nonsense, old monster, you can now return to the underworld!"

Ling Xian's face was full of ridicule, as the saying goes, the night is long and dreams are many, he waved his hand, he has sacrificed his treasure, the fire phoenix sword is very powerful, bringing up the red light in the sky, suddenly, the whole sky seems to be on fire, like the other party slashed down fiercely.

The Venerable Master of the Ghost Spirit saw clearly, a trace of anger flashed on his face, and he hurriedly reached out and patted his waist, and a treasure in the shape of a halberd suddenly appeared in front of him.

The runes of this treasure loom, and there was a lifelike grimace on the handle, which was enough to show the extraordinary nature of this treasure.

And in the blink of an eye, the Fire Phoenix Sword mixed with the red clouds in the sky had already flown in front of him.

The ghost master did not dare to slack off, his face was cold, and he sacrificed the halberd in his hand without hesitation, only to see a flash of black light, this treasure rose in the wind, and in an instant it was already several zhang, ghostly, where it passed, it seemed that all ghosts cried together, intercepting the way of the fire phoenix sword, and the two treasures collided together viciously.

Suddenly, the roar came to the ears, the thunder was loud, and every collision was like thunder and lightning, and the power of these two treasures was really fierce to the extreme.

No matter who wins or loses!

However, the balance was only for a short time, and after just a few breaths of effort, the Fire Phoenix Sword had the upper hand, and with the same realm, Ling Xian would not be afraid of any ghost spirit ancestor.

Not to mention the origin of the Fire Phoenix Sword, how can it be dealt with with by ordinary magic weapons.

Although the short halberd sacrificed by the other party is also very powerful, it is still nothing compared to the Fire Phoenix Sword.

The face of the ghost master was so gloomy that it seemed to rain, he naturally would not sit still, and his figure that he didn't want to think about turned around, and countless black qi suddenly came out, protecting his body in it, and then the ghost cried wolf howl, and in the mist, the ghost shadow was heavy, and more than thirty sturdy humanoid monsters appeared, about two meters tall, covered in iron armor, and holding a sharp Changge in his hand.

"Ironclad corpse!"

Ling Xian's pupils shrank, the strength of these iron-armored corpses was at least equivalent to that of a Jindan stage immortal cultivator, a single one was nothing, but there were so many of them, it was still a bit of a headache.

And the matter is not over here, the other party raised his hand and sacrificed another treasure, a gourd the size of a fist.

"Up!"

The Master of the Ghost Spirit threw the gourd above his head, put his hands together, and a magic trick was not entered, and the gourd flashed with a bright red color, and its volume increased a lot.

"Lingbao!"

Ling Xian's face showed a hint of solemnity.

ps: Phantom Rain wishes everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, good health, and all the best!(To be continued.) )