Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

Chapter 752

"Om..."

In the mysterious and secluded cave of the Shangqing, when they stepped through the heavily guarded teleportation formation, the group felt a blur in front of their eyes, and everything they perceived had changed drastically.

Desolation, cold, dead silence, and darkness, accompanied by a biting chill, made people with insufficient cultivation subconsciously shudder.

"Here, is the underworld?"

It was Ji Bingyan's first visit to the underworld, and she tried to open her eyes wide, but the environment in the underworld cannot be discerned by the eyes of a living person.

It depends on the perception of the soul.

"Close your eyes, and give the physical body to the control of the divine mind. If it is not necessary, do not use the mana in the golden core, it will be difficult to recover here." Wang Hu has entered the underworld several times, and he said:

"A monk below Daoji locks up the energy of the physical body. Although we are in the territory of King Lu, the pursuit of yang energy by ghosts will attract lonely ghosts and wild ghosts."

"Although we are not afraid, there is no need to provoke right and wrong."

"yes!"

Everyone should be.

A group of dozens of people, besides Wang Hu, Qin Sirong, and Ji Bingyan, there are also some Quanzhen Taoist disciples and more than half of the Taoist soldiers.

Strength is mostly based on Dao foundation.

Among them, Wang Hu is the most. Now he has practiced the dragon transformation technique. Although his cultivation level has not entered Yuanying, his strength is not inferior to Yuanying's elementary level.

"let's go!"

Looking at the direction, he waved lightly with one hand, and a group of people soared into the air, flying towards the camp where King Lu's ghost army was located not far ahead.

"senior."

While flying away, Wang Hu whispered:

"Master suddenly called us in this time, what is the reason?"

Although Mo Qiu sent a letter saying that he wanted to take them as hostages, with the heart of the Lord of Anzu Temple, but he always felt that something was wrong.

especially.

Among the crowd, there were two seniors who concealed their identities.

"no need to worry."

Behind Qin Qingrong, a monk wrapped in a black robe spoke slowly, with a crisp voice, obviously a female cultivator:

"Hell suddenly summons people, I'm afraid he has other ideas, but Master Mo Dao is not what he used to be, even if there is a change, it will not be too dangerous, you don't have to think too much."

"Besides..."

"And us."

"Yes." Wang Hu felt a little relieved, and nodded yes.

While speaking, the camp has arrived.

"Are you a disciple of Quanzhen Dao?" A ghost figure flew up from the camp, with a terrifying aura, it was a ghost king.

"Exactly!"

Wang Hufei stepped forward, cupped his fists and cupped his hands:

"I'm Wang Hu, the disciple of Quanzhen Daoist Master, these are my two junior sisters and disciples of the next sect. I don't know where my master is now?"

"Yeah." The ghost glanced at everyone and nodded slowly:

"You guys come with me."

As he spoke, he lightly waved the cloak on his body, rolled up a puff of ghost smoke, and flew towards the rear.

Everyone looked at each other, exchanged a little secretly, and then Wang Hu gave an order, and his energy was connected as one, and he followed at a leisurely pace.

After a while.

"It's not right!"

Wang Hu has been through the battlefield for a long time, and has been born and died many times. He has an extremely keen sense of danger, his eyes flickered slightly, and he sent a message behind him:

"Senior, didn't Master say that he would come to pick us up?"

"Where is he taking us?"

"No hurry." Behind him, the voice of the female voice was still unhurried:

"Just ask."

Wang Hu frowned.

What he was muttering in his heart was not only that the guide from the underworld was not in accordance with the procedure, but also the indifferent attitude of the people behind him.

Even he can't detect much, he doesn't believe that the other party can't detect it.

Shaking his head, Fenglei's wings shook slightly behind him, he fled to the side of the ghost, cupped his hands and said:

"I don't know what to call the general?"

"Is there something wrong?"

The ghost's face was cold, and his voice was even more indifferent.

"That..." Wang Hu opened his mouth and said:

"Didn't you say that our tutor will come to pick us up? Where are we going now? This direction doesn't seem to be where Prince Lu's Mansion is?"

"Huh?" The ghost raised an eyebrow:

"You know a lot."

As he spoke, he shook his head slightly:

"However, I also do things as ordered. I don't know why. You don't need to ask too much. You will know when you get to the place."

"This..." Wang Hu frowned, but he couldn't think about it, so he nodded:

"Also."

…………

This side compartment.

Mo Qiushen turned into a line of fire, fell from the sky, and fled to the ghost army camp.

The battle formation formed by millions of ghost troops formed a cloudy air that covered the sky and the sun, and even the Nascent Soul Divine Sense did not dare to touch it lightly.

He landed on the ground and cupped his hands towards the ghost general on the wall of the camp gate:

"General, the Quanzhen Dao should not ask to see the Ghost King Yuanli."

"Moqiu Mo Daoist?" The ghost general on the city gate had heard of Moqiu's reputation. Hearing this, his expression became serious, and then he shook his head gently:

"I'm very sorry, General Yuan is out for business, and he is no longer in the camp."

"The military camp is an important place, it is not convenient for outsiders to enter, Taoist Mo asked Haihan, you might as well think of other ways to contact General Yuan."

"Not here?" Mo Qiu showed surprise:

"how come?"

"Mo and General Yuan made an agreement that today the disciples of Quanzhen Dao Sect will come to the world, and he will be responsible for meeting them, and Mo will bring them back."

"I will never know about this matter." The ghost general shook his head, his voice was indifferent:

"A few days ago, General Yuan got an urgent message and left the camp. As for the disciples of Quanzhen Taoism, they did come but left again."

"Going away?" Mo Qiu's face darkened:

"What's the meaning?"

"Nothing interesting." The ghost general shrugged and said:

"Maybe it's because they know the way, they don't need the fingerprints of other ghosts, and they know where Taoist Mo's mansion is, so they rushed there on their own."

"Impossible!" Mo Qiu's voice turned cold.

His thoughts turned, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

"snort!"

On the city gate, the ghost general snorted coldly, then closed his eyes and said nothing.

As a front-line general who guards the passage between the two worlds and has fought against the Quanzhen Taoist for many years, he has nothing to ask for from the Taoist master of the Quanzhen Taoism, so he naturally has no good intentions.

But he is not afraid.

There are millions of ghost soldiers here, even if there is no way of heavenly soldiers, with the help of the power of all the ghosts, the ghost king here can contend against the masters of the late ghost king.

There is nothing to ask for, and it is not enough.

…………

"escape!"

Fairy Feng Ling, the Daoist Yuan Ying of Beidou Palace, had a pretty face with chills. She glanced back, the corners of her eyes twitched, and she waved her plain hand suddenly:

"Escape separately!"

There are many pursuers, many of whom are ghost generals and even ghost kings.

Although she is not afraid, she also considers herself invincible, not to mention protecting other people, not to mention that this is the underworld, and Nascent Soul Daoist is not good at it.

The strength of the ghost king was suppressed in the yang world, and the Nascent Soul real person entered the underworld, the same is true.

"senior."

Wang Hu clenched his teeth.

He originally thought that with Fairy Fengling and himself, he would be able to escape in time even if something happened, but he didn't want to:

"Who is going to deal with us?"

Although he had doubts and resentment in his heart, he knew how to escape for his life. Immediately, he sacrificed the two swords of wind and thunder, and rushed against the trend:

"I will lead them away, you escape first!"

"Be careful." Fairy Feng Ling's beautiful eyes flickered:

"Don't confront them head-on, save your life, and trust your master."

Among the crowd, Wang Hu's escape speed is the fastest and his escape method is the most exquisite, even she has to admit this.

"Um?"

Wang Hu was taken aback by Fairy Fengling's words, before he had time to think about it, the turbulent wind and thunder had already collided with a cloud of yin energy that was as solid as steel.

By!

"boom……"

There was a loud noise, Wang Hu couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, his body folded into the air, narrowly dodging several murderous intentions, and fled.

"snort!"

From behind, several ghost figures emerged out of thin air, scanning the scattered crowd in front of them, and finally locked their eyes on a few of them.

A ghost said coldly:

"You guys can't escape!"

Qin Sirong, who was fleeing from himself, felt a sudden chill in his heart.