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"You think too highly of me! Everyone present is a foundation-building cultivator, a veteran who has lived for hundreds of years. Will they listen to the command of an unknown junior like me? Nonsense! Look, Feng Qitong is the most famous among this group of people, and her cultivation is also high, but she only cares about her fellow disciples, so how can she care about other people's affairs."

In fact, there were a few people in the crowd who shouted to join forces to fight the enemy, but there were few who responded. Some people hid aside when others shouted for help, and when they were in danger and called for help, naturally no one paid attention.

On the contrary, the alliance of the old man surnamed Pu, Fairy Yu, Chen Zixiong and others has been working together since entering the third floor of the underground palace. They are quite familiar with each other. Forty or fifty of them formed a circle, back to back and worked together to resist the enemy. In terms of individual strength, they are not outstanding, but the casualties are the smallest.

In the fight, the pile of motionless ghosts suddenly dispersed, formed into deer horns, and pounced on the human cultivators.

The cultivators screamed and fled in all directions.

Lou Xuan's face turned pale, and he cursed, "Damn, a bunch of cowards!"

As he spoke, he heard a scream, and a fat monk was caught by several resentful ghosts and flew into the air.

The fat man shouted desperately, "Second Brother, save me, save me! Ah..." A group of resentful ghosts had surrounded him, and the fat man's screams stopped abruptly, and blood rain fell from the sky. The resentful ghosts tore the fat man's flesh into strips and swallowed them into their mouths.

Feng Qitong's eyes flashed with a trace of pity, and she sighed, "Fatty Lou, there is no point in talking more, everyone run! It's only half a mile away from the Five Ancestors' Residence, let's see how lucky we are!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a melodious flute sound coming from afar, which was also clearly audible in the screams of the monsters. Feng Qitong's eyes suddenly showed ecstasy, and she looked up.

In the southwest direction, a gray light accompanied by the sound of the flute came like a star, and wherever the gray light went, the surrounding Yin beasts fell like rain.

In a moment, the gray light had reached the slope. A tall and thin middle-aged man was seen standing on the cloud with a seven-foot long flute under his feet. The sound of the flute was not played by his mouth, but by the air flowing through the flute tube while flying all the way, which actually formed a piece of music. It was magical.

Feng Qitong and others cheered and bowed down, "Master!" The one who came was Liu Guyue, the second elder of Jiufu Sect.

The vengeful spirit monster was the leader of a group of Yin beasts. Its intelligence was far superior to others. It was naturally not Liu Guyue's opponent in a single fight, but more than 20 vengeful spirit monsters gathered together and were not afraid of Jindan monks.

After Liu Guyue appeared, they squeaked and screamed, some worried, some hesitant, and finally, a group of vengeful spirit monsters still surrounded Liu Guyue.

Seeing the gathering of monsters, Liu Guyue said in a deep voice, "Xiaofeng, Dafeng, form a white tiger formation."

"Yes!" The disciples of Jiufu Sect said in unison.

The white tiger formation is one of the ancient strange formations that Jiufu Sect has studied carefully, and it can only be driven by a Jindan monk. Feng Qitong, Lou Xuan, Lu Qiyan and others had practiced this formation before and were very familiar with it.

Feng Qitong moved his fingers and laid out the formation. The others stood in their positions. After more than ten breaths, Liu Guyue stretched out his hand and pressed it. White light rose and evil spirits filled the air.

The evil white light turned into an illusory white tiger and slowly rose.

Liu Guyue stepped on the white tiger, and the green flute fell into his hand. The music sounded again at the lips of the flute.

The flute sounded long and leisurely, as if in the stone bridge and the river, swallows slicing water, the fields outside the village, and the fragrance of rice for ten miles, a pastoral scenery.

However, although the music was elegant, the painting style accompanying the music was very different. The heads of the two vengeful ghosts in the front suddenly exploded, and the green demon blood spilled all over the sky.

The vengeful ghost behind didn't know what happened, but still rushed over. This was a vengeful ghost that looked like a fat monk. It swung a crescent shovel about ten feet long, with green eyes wide open, and smashed towards Liu Guyue on the head.

Liu Guyue moved sideways eight feet and let the shovel go. The fat monk was about to change his tactics when suddenly a thin sound pierced his eardrum. This song, which seemed to be peaceful to outsiders, fell into his ears like a sharp cone, piercing his brain directly and bursting instantly. The huge head of the vengeful spirit monster exploded like a ripe green watermelon. It didn't even have time to scream before its body fell from the air.

Shi Feng murmured, "What a domineering sound wave attack!"

Liu Guyue, a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Core, arrived and formed a formation to block the monster group. In the blink of an eye, he killed three vengeful spirit monsters. Everyone cheered and their courage increased. Those who were running away also stopped, turned their knives, and killed the Yin beast.

At this time, the remaining vengeful spirit monsters had surrounded him, and all of them were attacked by swords and sabers. Liu Guyue's flute sounded continuously, and his body was supported by the white tiger like a ghost, disappearing slowly and appearing inexplicably again.

A group of resentful spirits and monsters with more than a dozen magic weapons flew up and down, but they just couldn't get a corner of Liu Guyue's clothes. And in the long flute sound, four more resentful spirits were killed.

Yun'er was surprised and said, "I heard from Grandpa Xi that resentful spirits are very difficult to deal with. How come they were killed like ants in his hands? He is only in the middle stage of Jindan. Is his magical power so powerful?"

Shi Feng said, "His magical power is powerful, but he can kill with one blow, and he still relies on the White Tiger Formation. The Nine Talisman Sect is based on the talisman formation, which is indeed unique."

Yun'er glanced at him, "Aren't you also from the Nine Talisman Sect?"

A Yin beast in a square-cornered Confucian robe among the resentful spirits suddenly squeaked strangely. The four resentful spirits that were fighting heard the order, sank, and rushed towards Feng Qitong and others on the ground.

After forming the formation, the six disciples of Feng Qitong all stood on the ground, motionless.

Shi Feng praised, "Dropping the firewood from under the cauldron, what a clever demon beast!"

The four Yin beasts pounced fiercely, but Feng Qitong and the others did not move at all, still standing there carelessly. The surrounding monks shouted, "Be careful!" "A monster is coming!"

There were still two feet between the four Yin beasts, and the magic weapon fell from their hands and was already smashing towards them.

Just as the weapon was about to hit, a burst of white light suddenly appeared on Feng Qitong and others, blocking the weapon of the evil spirit monster.

The four Yin beasts were screaming, running around, swords and sticks flying one after another, surrounding Feng Qitong and the six of them, chopping them up. However, no matter how fast or powerful their attacks were, they were all blocked by the white light. .

On the battlefield in the sky, two more ghost monsters were killed by the sound of the flute.

Liu Guyue had already figured out that the square-horned scholar-shirted evil spirit monster had the highest level of cultivation and was the leader of the trip. He quietly approached it and wanted to kill him.

The evil spirit monster was extremely cunning and kept changing its position. Liu Guyue missed it by a few inches with a sneak attack, but only knocked off its left ear.

However, this was enough to frighten the wraith monster. It touched the bloody left cheek, screamed, turned around and flew away.

Nine of the more than twenty resentful spirit monsters died in less than a cup of tea. The leader ran away again, and the remaining ones had no intention of fighting. Amidst the roaring sound, they followed the square-horned scholar-shirted resentful spirit monster and flew away.

As soon as the resentful spirit monster ran away, other Yin beasts also fled around. There were only some mindless monsters that rushed towards them after smelling the human scent. These monsters were the weakest, nothing more than snakes, insects, rats and rabbits. The human monks raised their swords and fell. , hacked to death one after another.

Liu Guyue ignored these low-level monsters, closed the White Tiger Formation, and called all the disciples over for discussion.

Shi Feng pondered for a moment and suddenly said, "Yun'er, listen to my instructions, continue..." He explained in detail.

Yun'er was a little unhappy, "Do you think I'm a burden?" Shi Feng said, "Of course not. But are you safer if you follow me, or are you safer if you follow Liu Guyue?" Yun'er pouted, "I don't like following outsiders."

Shi Feng's heart warmed up and he said, "Little girl, I'll tell you the truth, I sneaked into Jiufu Sect to learn from a master, and my identity has been exposed by Feng Qitong. If Liu Guyue sees me again, I will kill him with one palm. Me. So, I don’t think you are a burden, but I want to save my own life. Don’t worry, please take this letter and keep in touch. I have the stone escape technique and will follow you all the way. The silk handkerchief is too small and it’s really difficult for the two of us to walk.”

On the other side of the hillside, Feng Qitong was reporting to his master everything that had happened in the past few days. Among them, Shi Feng was caught and caught by Shi Feng, and then they joined hands to fight against the Snake King. He described it in detail.

Liu Guyue raised her brows and muttered, "This person is not a spy of the Ghost Shadow Sect. He should sneak in and steal the skills from his master. This kind of thing is not uncommon. The top priority right now is Heluo Tower. As long as this person doesn't provoke you, let him go for the time being." On the side." Feng Qitong said, "This is what I mean."

As his master and disciple talked, a group of monks were scattered around on the slope. Everyone was afraid of being killed by the Yin Beast. Now there is a master of the middle stage of the golden elixir. He is very capable. Naturally, this kind of backer has to stick by him. However, they were also very knowledgeable and did not dare to disturb them, so they just stood at a distance.

While Feng Qitong was talking, a little girl, pink and cute, walked over from the crowd. She walked directly to everyone in Jiufu Sect and shouted, "Are they Elder Liu and Senior Sister Feng?"

Liu Guyue said in surprise, "Are you Miss Yun'er? Hey, why are you alone? Where is Mr. Xi Da?"

Yun'er whimpered, "Grandpa Xi was beaten to death by bad guys."

The monks on the hillside heard it clearly and were all stunned.

Feng Qitong asked hurriedly, "What did you say, Mr. Xi Da is dead?" Yun'er nodded. Liu Guyue said in a deep voice, "Who killed Taoist Xi?"

Yun'er said, "He is the demon cultivator of Ziyan Dragon and Lion."

Liu Guyue comforted her, "Girl, don't cry. Please tell me the whole story in detail. The twists and turns of the matter will be judged by themselves."

Before Mr. Xi Da died, he told Liu Guyue that when he saw him, he must tell him to be careful of the dragon and lion demon cultivator's plot, but Yun'er was a bit unhappy. Grandpa Xi was poisoned by the demon cultivator because of Liu Guyue. The implication must be told to him. Regardless of whether he will help avenge him or not, he must feel guilty.