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Xingsha Continent, Ziyun Country.

The Biyun Mountains are composed of thousands of peaks of varying sizes, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles. The Biyun Sect, the largest sect in Ziyun Country, is located deep in the Biyun Mountains.

At this time, inside the Biyun Sect, on a towering giant peak.

A thunderous sound rang out, and an old man in a blue robe flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, crashing into the huge green light curtain, and spitting out a large mouthful of blood.

A five-meter-long green giant sword flew back and circled around the blue-robed old man. If you look closely, you can find that the light of the green giant sword is dim.

Opposite the old man, stood a young man in black with regular features.

On both sides of the young man in black stood a black giant ghost of five or six meters in height. Both black giant ghosts had a pair of curved horns on their heads, resembling giant apes, covered with short black hair, green faces and fangs, and bloodshot eyes, looking extremely ferocious.

After spitting out a large mouthful of blood, the blue-robed old man's face turned pale.

Near the martial arts arena, stood a middle-aged Confucian scholar with an elegant face and a middle-aged Taoist nun with a noble face.

Seeing the blue-robed old man flying backwards, the middle-aged Confucian scholar and the middle-aged Taoist nun looked at each other, and saw a trace of horror in each other's eyes.

The blue-robed old man is a genuine mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, and has stayed in the mid-Nascent Soul for many years. He has profound magic power and is proficient in the art of flying swords. I didn't expect that he would be defeated by the other party so quickly.

The two hurriedly removed the green light curtain, flew to the blue-robed old man, and looked at the black-clothed young man opposite with a vigilant face.

"Brother Liu, are you okay!" The middle-aged Confucian scholar asked with concern, and hurriedly took out a green pill and handed it to the blue-robed old man.

The blue-robed old man took the green pill, and his face looked better. "I'm fine. Thank you for your great magical powers. I admire you very much. Didn't you come to our Biyun Sect to learn from me? If you have any requests, just say it. As long as it's not too much, I can agree."

At the end, the blue-robed old man's eyes flashed with deep fear.

The ghost raised by the other party easily defeated him. It was obvious that the other party's magical powers were far superior to his. Even if the three of them joined forces, they might not be the opponent of the other party. Instead of fighting hard with the other party, it's better to give in.

"Hehe, since you are so tactful, I don't have to talk nonsense. I want you to help me find someone. This is her portrait. If there is news about this person, I will definitely reward you handsomely. If you conceal it or refuse to cooperate, then your Biyun Sect has no need to exist." The black-clothed young man smiled and said meaningfully.

He raised his sleeves, and a blue jade slip flew out and landed in the hands of the blue-robed old man.

"Are you threatening us?" The middle-aged scholar frowned.

"Threat? Am I not qualified to threaten you? Or can you threaten me?" The young man in black sneered with a sneer on his face.

"You..." The middle-aged scholar was furious and was about to say something, but was interrupted by the old man in blue robe: "Okay, no problem, I will send someone to help you find out the news about this girl."

"Okay, you know what's good for you, then I will stay in your Biyun Sect for the time being. I hope to get news about this girl as soon as possible." After the young man in black finished speaking, he turned into a long black rainbow and flew towards the Biyun Palace in the distance.

The middle-aged scholar looked at the back of the young man in black, a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and his lips moved slightly.

The old man in blue robe was a little tempted, but then he thought of something and shook his head.

What they didn't see was that the young man in black wrapped in black light showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

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There is no time for cultivating immortals, and a month passed quickly.

Qinglong Mountains, Dongqi.

Qin Wuji, Cai Sisi and Deng Nantian were suspended in the air in the air hundreds of feet high, looking at the three Nascent Soul cultivators opposite with indifference.

Monk Wuming of Qingguang Temple, Ye Qingshu of Beilu Academy, Su Zhi of Huadaowu.

"Monk Wuming, don't say that I won't give you a way out. Either surrender to our Great Qin or move out of Dongqi. There is no third way to go. Make your own choice!" Qin Wuji said indifferently.

"I have been eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddha in Qingguang Temple for so many years. I have become accustomed to staying in Dongqi. I am afraid that I will disappoint Fellow Daoist Qin." Monk Wuming said calmly.

"In that case, let's see the truth with our hands." Qin Wuji's face turned cold.

"Okay, I just want to see the magical power of Fellow Daoist Qin."

The two turned into two beams of light and flew to the higher void. After a few breaths, they stopped and were hundreds of feet apart.

Qin Wuji shook his sleeves, and a ball of black light shot out. After circling, it turned into a black scroll.

The black scroll flashed with strange black light, emitting a cold breath.

Qin Wuji pinched his fingers with one hand, and a spell was cast on the black scroll.

The black scroll slowly opened, and gusts of cold wind blew around it, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling sounded, which made people feel scared.

A strange ghost roar sounded, and three ferocious black ghosts flew out of the scroll, rising against the wind, and were four or five feet high.

The upper body of the three black ghosts resembled human form, but the head was a ferocious tiger head with a black horn on top.

Qin Wuji pinched his fingers with one hand, and the black scroll suddenly emitted a black light. A large piece of black air swept out from it, and ferocious human-shaped ghosts flew out one by one. In the blink of an eye, dozens of ferocious ghosts appeared, and the number was still increasing.

Monk Wuming showed a solemn expression on his face, and his monk robe shook suddenly. A golden wooden fish flew out, and a large number of runes could be vaguely seen on the surface, emitting an amazing spiritual fluctuation.

"Kill that old bald donkey." Qin Wuji's eyes turned cold, pointing at Monk Wuming and shouting.

The three black ghosts roared at the same time and rushed towards Monk Wuming from different directions.

Hundreds of ferocious ghosts followed closely behind, with amazing momentum.

Monk Wuming flicked his ten fingers, and a spell hit the golden wooden fish.

A leisurely Sanskrit sound suddenly sounded, and a light golden sound wave swept out, rolling towards the evil ghost.

Monk Wuming put his hands together and chanted obscure Buddhist mantras. Buddhist mantras flew out of his mouth and circled around him.

As soon as the three black evil ghosts touched the golden sound waves, their bodies flew backwards involuntarily and could not get close to Monk Wuming. As for those seemingly ferocious ghosts, as soon as they touched the golden sound waves, they screamed and turned into a black gas and disappeared.

Qin Wuji frowned slightly, and shook his sleeves again. A palm-sized black mountain flew out, and it grew to the size of a small mountain in the wind, smashing towards the opposite side. The three black evil ghosts rushed towards Monk Wuming again from different directions.