Farming in the Immortal Mansion

When the black-robed ghost cultivator saw the monk wearing a moon-white satin gown, he was not afraid. Instead, he stepped out of the formation flag. His attack was so powerful that his poisonous demon bats all retreated. A trace of evil flashed through the blank eyes of the black-robed ghost cultivator, as if he regarded this person as a formidable enemy and had no time to pay attention to him.

When Luo Hu and Xu Mingsheng were far away, Ye Ling took out the golden toad lamp from the storage bag. This object had the effect of shining through the fog, immediately revealing everything in the surrounding black fog, and at the same time emitting The pressure made the fifth-level and sixth-level poisonous monster bats dare not step forward.

The black-robed ghost Xiu asked solemnly: "The spirit of this lamp is the golden toad demon soul, which is extremely rare in Wuzhou. Who are you?"

Ye Ling showed the black wood token and said coldly: "Monk patrolling monks of Moyun Village! Today I came to Hanshui Ridge to investigate the enemy traces of the Wuzhou government. Unexpectedly, I ran into you from Wandering Soul Castle! If you are wise, please step aside. Otherwise, when our village leader arrives, no matter whether you are from Wandering Soul Castle or from the Wuzhou government, you will surely be destroyed!"

Ye Ling knew that the ghost cultivators from Wandering Soul Castle who came to attack Hanshui Ridge would definitely have a large number of people. If they all surrounded them and attacked them in groups, it would be difficult for them to defeat four people with just one fist, so Ye Ling still focused on intimidation.

If the black-robed ghost cultivator hesitated and feared the power of Moyun Village, Ye Ling would be able to pass safely. If he refuses to let him go due to his large numbers of people, then Ye Ling will have nothing to say and will definitely have to fight him quickly!

The black-robed ghost cultivator snorted coldly: "Who do I think I am? I thought the Wuzhou government had come for reinforcements, but it turned out to be a small patrolling monk from Moyun Village! He still dares to speak arrogant words here, believe it or not... "

Before Guixiu finished speaking, Ye Ling suddenly pulled out the Evil-Slaying Sword and used the Heavenly Thunder to kill the ghost!

His Evil-Slaying Sword and Purple Thunder Hammer were originally tempered with heavenly thunder, and the blades of the swords were faintly emitting purple thunder light. Now when the Heavenly Thunder Kills Ghosts comes out, it cuts a bright arc of purple thunder in mid-air.

The black-robed ghost cultivator's pupils shrank sharply, and he hurriedly shook the soul flag, forcing dozens of innocent souls to block it, and then blocked the purple thunder arc, which made him feel heartbroken. No wonder this mountain patrol monk from Moyun Village in the early stage of the Golden Elixir was so confident in facing him. Not only did he have a huge force like Moyun Village behind him, he was actually a Lei cultivator who specialized in defeating his ghosts!

He said in shock: "You are Lei Xiu! Ahem, fellow Taoist, you have something to say, we won't get to know each other without fighting! They are all against the Wuzhou government. As the saying goes, the enemy of the enemy is a friend! Not as good as you and me Everyone, take a step back. You go back to your Moyun Village, and we attack Hanshui Ridge in Wuzhou. Let’s keep our peace!”

Ye Ling said coldly: "That's not what you said just now! Get out of the way! Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

In Ye Ling's view, he was going to Wuzhou City, and Hanshui Ridge was the only way to go. If he didn't take advantage of the chaos to pass through today.

Whether the Wuzhou government guards Hanshui Ridge or is occupied by Wandering Soul Castle, it will block Ye Ling's progress, and it will take a lot of trouble to take a detour. Since this guy insists on blocking the road, Ye Ling will not be polite to him. Got it!

The black-robed ghost cultivator gritted his teeth, took out a ghost talisman, crushed it in an instant, turned into phosphorous fire, and scattered in all directions.

"Seeking death!" Ye Ling shouted in a deep voice. Knowing that this guy was delivering a message to his associates in the nearby Wandering Soul Castle, he immediately used the purple thunder hammer and blasted it at the black-robed ghost cultivator!

This time, the black-robed ghost cultivator had suffered a lot and did not dare to be careless anymore. He waved his soul flag and summoned hundreds of ghosts to come out, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, and they rushed towards Ye Ling one after another.