Looking at the bloody hand inserted in her abdomen, Hu Yue's eyes widened, and her face was full of disbelief.

With a "snap", the blue round pill was crushed into pieces, and then the bone hand suddenly disappeared.

Hu Yue snorted, and with the withdrawal of the bone hand, the person fell to the ground softly, and the blood kept bubbling down the blood hole, and the bloody breath filled the hall for a while.

Although he is not dead at this moment, he is also on the verge of dying.

The exclamations of Jin Qing and Shi Die, the sound of crackling, and the whistling sound of magic weapons came into their ears one after another, and all kinds of experiences in their lives poured out one after another.

The poor life when he was a child, the joy of the whole family when he was found to be a spiritual root, the helplessness when he married his favorite sister to someone else, the high spirits when he succeeded in marrying Dan, and the huge ambition to condense into a Yuan Baby, all these things seem to be gradually disappearing with the coldness of his hands and feet......

But Hu Yue is not very willing!

He has three throwing knife magic weapons, and he usually only releases two to kill the enemy when facing the enemy, and the third flying knife never leaves his body.

Because the third flying knife is refined by a certain secret method, although the power of flying out to hurt people is average, it is indeed far superior to ordinary magic weapons in psychic protection.

What's more, he did not hesitate to spend a lot of effort to cultivate this treasure, and not long ago it had been refined to the point of psychic.

In the face of the sneak attack of others, even if he didn't take the initiative to order, this treasure should be able to sense the killing machine of others and automatically protect the body!

"Unless you sneak attack his ......" Hu Yue finally remembered something, and with some reluctance to use the last mortal strength to reluctantly twist his head slightly, and finally saw everything behind him out of the corner of his eye.

A white shadow was chasing after Jin Qing, who was wrapped in a cloud of silver and flew upside down to dodge, and released his magic weapon to bombard the other party, as if he was extremely afraid of the white shadow.

On the other side, Han Li and the others were trapped in it by a large area of black qi. It's just that Han Li had an extra fiery red painting scroll in his hand, and countless fist-sized earth fire swallows were flying out of the painting scroll, forming a huge earth fire ring. Keep pounding those black gases. Don't let them get close.

Qu Soul and Shi Die stood closely behind Han Li.

The blood light shield around the body of the Qu Soul kept releasing purple flames from both hands, dispersing the black qi that rushed into the fire ring.

And Shi Die was holding a white bead in his hand, which was radiant, so that the black qi that occasionally slipped through the net did not dare to get close to his body, but his eyes still showed a panicked look.

That Hu Yue didn't pay attention to any black qi, and chased Jin Qing's white shadow with great difficulty.

Sure enough, it was the white skeleton that had been dead for an unknown number of years. It's just that it emits a white mist all around it, and its body jumps incessantly flexibly. It's still the slightest bit of a dead thing.

Hu Yue smiled miserably!

He was a monk of the Dan period. It is ridiculous that the skeleton of a dead man was plotted.

With this self-deprecating thought, Hu Yue's mind darkened and fell into an endless sleep, but the trace of self-deprecation still remained on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time that Hu Yue was breathing, Han Li's expression was gloomy, and he kept looking around.

Just now, at the same time that Hu Yue was attacked by the white bones jumping up. A large area of cold ghostly mist suddenly flew out from the nearby wall, trapping several people in it at once.

But fortunately, Han Li had already been a little prepared, and without hesitation, he opened the scroll that had just arrived, and as a result, many fiery spirit birds flew out of the painting.

This kind of "fat yang bird" wrapped in demon fire and looks like an ordinary swallow. Han Li had seen it in detail in a tome.

They are born in the essence of fire, and they love to eat all kinds of yin ghosts, and they are famous for their yin nemesis.

It's just that this bird has long been extinct in the Immortal Cultivation Realm. The painting scroll only seals a part of the spirit bird's soul, and can only release the "Fat Yang Bird" clone.

Although these clones are the same as the real "Fat Yang Bird", their power is very different!

Otherwise, these black ghost fogs could only be dispelled temporarily. Rather, it should be devoured.

To these entangled ghost fogs. Han Li wasn't too worried. Whether it's the "Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword" or the Gold Eater Worm, they can be easily broken.

What made him a little uneasy. The ghost mist master who is still hiding on the side and has not yet made a move, as for the white bones, he can also see it clearly. What kind of spiritual consciousness is really there, it is clearly a puppet manipulated by others. It's just that this white bone is a little weird, and it has been bombarded by Jin Qing's magic weapon for so many times, and it is still safe and sound. There seems to be something else going on.

As Han Li was thinking about it, there was a sound of ghostly cries that seemed to be intermittent all around.

The creepy voices of these people, neither male nor female, sharp and piercing, make people listen to the blood and blood rolling, and their hearts are uncertain.

Han Li's heart froze, and his consciousness suddenly opened up, enveloping the entire hall inside. With a flick of his fingers at the same time, two emerald green swords appeared in front of Han Li, slowly rotating around Han Li.

"What kind of demon is pretending to be a ghost here, and he hasn't shown up yet?" Jin Qing seemed to be upset by this ghost sound, and suddenly shouted angrily.

The sound was not loud, but it shook the whole hall and buzzed. The sound of the ghost cry really stopped.

Not only that, but when his magic weapon struck down the white bone again, the white bone fell all over under the blow, and it was no longer ** shaped.

Jin Qing was surprised and delighted!

At the same time, the ghost mist that had been trapping Han Li and the others "swished" and quickly retracted into the surrounding walls.

Han Li was surprised! He didn't think that Jin Qing's roar could be so powerful.

At this moment, Shi Die, who was behind Han Li, turned around and took this opportunity to rush towards the ground cave steps behind him, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the steps and stepped up.

Seeing this scene, Han Li's face was expressionless, but Jin Qing's face changed drastically, and his heart was extremely angry.

This woman actually ran away?

You must know that although Shi Die's mana is low, the orb in her hand obviously has a restraining effect on those ghost mist, and she can't let her run away like this.

Thinking of this, Jin Qing took a mouth without thinking, and wanted to drink this woman.

But at this time, the mutation has reappeared!

The stone butterfly who ran up the steps only took two steps, and a sudden green light flashed on the stone wall on one side, and a terrifying ghost claw jumped out without warning. It plunged into the nun's chest at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye.

Shi Die screamed, desperately urging the light of the orb in his hand, trying to break free.

But the ghost hand didn't seem to be afraid at all, but instead a pitch-black ghost aura emerged from the ghost's claws, wrapping the stone butterfly in it at once.

The woman's cry stopped abruptly.

Then a skinny, dry corpse was thrown out of the black air. It was thrown right in front of Han Li and Qu Soul.

Han Li looked down at the dried corpse's appearance of no flesh and blood, and his face turned slightly blue.

And Jin Qing's face was already bloodless, so he just grabbed the white seal magic weapon tightly, and kept looking left and right.

"Hehe, this seat needs a proper body, which of the three of you is going to sacrifice it?" A cold sneer came from all around the hall, and the voice was full of disdain.

Hearing this, Han Li's eyes showed a cold light, and he suddenly unfolded the scroll in his hand again, and the many firebirds flying outside his body flew back into the scroll like a swallow returning to its nest, and then Han Li's face was gloomy and his hands pinched the law.

With a "flutter", a giant "Fat Yang Bird" with a length of a foot flew out from the painting scroll, and the flames around it were extremely dazzling, and after circling around Han Li's head, it flew towards a stone pillar in the hall with its wings spread.

There was a loud "boom".

Seeing that the giant bird was about to hit the pillar, the green light flashed, and then a strange python transformed by black gas flew out of the pillar and hit the firebird together.

The firebird spat out a scorching white fire, and the strange python spewed out inky black cold air, and a battle between the bird python began in the hall.

"Tsk! I didn't expect that there would still be people who could use the long-lost exorcism technique in the Chaotic Star Sea. It seems that this seat really underestimated you. As soon as the words fell, a strange figure slowly walked out of the stone pillar.

Han Li and Jin Qing stared at each other in unison!

It was a turquoise figure, covered in green and crystalline, unable to see the slightest true face, with a few black mist-like bands as thick as arms wrapped around its body, and its eyes were bright red like drops of blood.

After this strange shadow swept towards Han Li and the others, Han Li and Jin Qingju felt a chill rising from their backs, as if the other party had seen through everything they were thinking, and they couldn't help but glance at each other, and they both saw the look of horror in each other's eyes.

The other party just relied on his gaze to put so much pressure on the two of them, which can show that the other party's cultivation can far surpass the two of them, could it be that this person is actually a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage?

But looking at the strange shadows, it doesn't seem to look like a living person, but more like a ghost.

But if it's a ghost, how can he speak so clearly, without the slightest appearance of losing his mind.