Drunk Immortal Gourd

This wave of attacks did not cause much damage to Qingyang and others, but made them all startled. In the final analysis, the strength of the ambush was not much higher than theirs. At this time, Xiao Yuhan and Jiang Dahai also took a step forward, standing together with Xiying and Jiang Dayang to guard the front, not giving each other a chance to defeat each other.

The wave of attacks did not achieve the expected results. The ambusher also knew that hiding in the dark was useless, so he flashed and emerged from his hiding place. The place where they were hiding was under a stone wall dozens of feet in front. If it were normal, such a close distance would not be able to hide from the scanning of their spiritual thoughts. However, this time Qingyang and others were all injured, and their spiritual thoughts were seriously lacking. , I didn’t deliberately use my spiritual thoughts to observe the distance, and as a result, I was taken advantage of.

A total of three people appeared under the stone wall. In the middle was a tall young man, wearing a black robe. His appearance was hidden in the faint black mist. He was dressed like an evil spirit Sanren who came to Gufeng Continent in the same boat as Qingyang and others. Somewhat similar. The difference is that this person's black robe is trimmed with gold, showing luxury in a low-key manner. Moreover, this person stands with his head held high and his attitude is slightly arrogant, which is slightly different from the cold and untalkative temperament of Evil Spirit Sanren.

On the left is a bald man with a fierce look on his face, but he is a little short and lacks intimidation. This man's cultivation level is only Foundation Establishment, so the skull should be his spiritual weapon.

On the right is an old Taoist priest with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks and a goatee. He looks a little funny. Qingyang is a little puzzled. He is also an old man, has a thin body, and has a beard. Others look like immortals. He has the appearance of a god with wind and energy, but this person has no temperament at all. No matter how you look at him, he is not pleasing to the eye. He feels like a mouse turned into a spirit.

This old Taoist also had perfect foundation building cultivation. With just one move of his hand, the coffin board spiritual weapon returned to him. It was obvious that this spiritual weapon was used by him. I don’t know why he likes to use it with such a thin figure. A coffin board is a heavy and inflexible spiritual weapon.

Among the three people, only the young man in the middle has a cultivation level of the third level of the Golden Core. The mourning stick is his magic weapon. After showing his body, the young man recalled his magic weapon with a thought, then looked at Qingyang and said : "Amazing, really amazing. A small Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivator can actually block the blow of my third-level Golden Core cultivator. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it."

Despite the tense atmosphere when they were ambushed, now that the enemy had revealed their identity, Qingyang and others relaxed. In the final analysis, the three people in front of them posed little threat to them. Golden elixir monk Qingyang can block it, how can the remaining two foundation-building monks be the opponents of the four of them?

Not everyone can kill people and seize treasures. They must at least have overwhelming strength. Just three people dare to ambush and attack. Isn't this crazy? Even the mysterious golden elixir evil spirit has been eliminated. Is it still impossible to deal with you three little thieves?

Just now, Jiang Dayang was hit by the coffin board of the thin old man. He fell to the ground and suffered some internal injuries. He was the only one among the three who suffered a loss. He had already been filled with anger in his heart. Before Qingyang could speak, he became angry. Said: "Who are you? Why do you want to ambush and attack here?"

The young man in the middle glanced sideways at Jiang Dayang, then raised his head and said nothing, as if he didn't bother to answer Jiang Dayang's question. The short and sturdy man next to him took a step forward and said, "It's okay to tell you, the three of us are ghosts." Disciple Gu, the person in the middle is our senior uncle Guiyun Zhenren, I am Gui Huanzi, and the person next to me is my senior brother Gui Zhuzi.”

When they were in Jiuxian City, Qingyang and the others had learned that the reason why Jiuxian City was so prosperous was because it was at the junction of the three places, close to the outer sea and the Ancient Wind Continent, and at the same time slightly bordered by the Netherworld. Therefore, Jiuxian City also had many Ghost monks come and go.

Now is the day when the Yinfeng Jihuo Cave opens. Not only are many authentic disciples of immortality participating, but it also attracts many ghost monks from the Netherworld. As soon as you hear the name of this Ghost Valley, you can tell that it is a ghost sect. Those who can establish a sect must be from the Netherworld Realm.

Although ghost monks are also human monks, they absorb the ghost energy of the underworld and refine it into ghost energy. They are exactly the opposite of spiritual monks, and are closer to ghost cultivators.

Under normal circumstances, ghost monks are looked down upon and disgusted by spiritual monks. Because of this, ghost monks are mostly concentrated in the Nether Realm. The reason why Jiuxian City does not have this situation is because it is too far away from the Nether Realm. Recently, I have become accustomed to ghost monks.

Ghost monks are different from spiritual monks. They often deal with ghost cultivators and corpses. They adhere to the principle of the strong and do not pay much attention to the constraints of secular etiquette. They may be more honest when they are in Jiuxian City, but when they are in Yinfengjihuo In a place like the cave where there is no strong person to suppress it, even the spiritual monks showed their true nature, not to mention the ghost monks.

Sure enough, just as the short and sturdy man Guizhuzi finished speaking, the thin old Taoist Guizhuzi next to him sneered and said: "As for why I ambush you, the reason is actually very simple. The zombies and ghosts raised by the three of us happened to be short of food, but you guys... If someone hits the door at this time, the flesh and blood of spiritual monks is their best food, wouldn’t it be a pity to miss it?”

Hearing the other party state his purpose in such a high-sounding way, Jiang Dayang immediately became angry, snorted coldly, and said: "Humph, just the three of you? What a shameless statement."

At this time, the young man in the middle, Master Guiyun, glanced at Qingyang and said lightly: "We have to try to know whether it is arrogant or not. Let's stop talking nonsense and hurry up. I have said in advance that the young man in the middle is mine. His sword formation is very powerful. If I can refine him into a life-long corpse puppet with growth potential, my strength will definitely increase greatly."

After the uncle spoke, Guizhuzi and Guihuanzi naturally did not dare to neglect it. They used their own methods to attack Qingyang and others. The five people here were already angry at the three people's indifference. They stopped talking and each offered a spiritual weapon to resist.

Since they are ghost cultivators, the methods they use are of course related to ghost cultivation. The ghost ring threw the skull into the sky. The skull spun around in the air, then opened its mouth and sprayed a cloud of black mist, and then a fierce ghost came out of his mouth.

This evil ghost had the appearance of a woman, with disheveled hair and a pale face. Her face looked pitiful, but her eyes were sinister and miserable, making her look extremely strange. This evil ghost was wearing a red wedding dress and was hidden in the black fog, which made her look even more terrifying.