Village Building Order Frenzy

Zhang Yang stopped suddenly, and there was still a terrible storm in all directions. Even if he used the soul force field to explore the way, he couldn't see how far it was.

"Without the star-drawing technique, we wouldn't be able to get out." Qian Muyun, the celestial master of the auxiliary army, said leisurely from behind. He was still sitting on a small sedan chair carried by two paper figurines, with a book in one hand and a lamp in the other. The dim oil lamp looks extremely out of place!

"Huh!" A gust of evil wind suddenly rushed through the blockade of Zhang Yang's soul force field and the invisible heart sword, and directly blew towards Qian Muyun and the oil lamp in his hand.

But almost at the same time, Zhang Yang shattered the evil wind with a backhand sword.

"The demon lights the lamp in the middle of the night. It seems that we are in trouble. Master Zhang, the one who came may be a ghost, but the one standing behind must be a demon. I can't deal with it. You have to be careful."

Qian Muyun said without raising his head, and then he even blew out the oil lamp with a puff.

And his oil lamp seemed a bit mysterious, Zhang Yang didn't feel it when it was lit before, but now he felt the bone-chilling coldness immediately after it was blown out.

At the same time, streams of white ice mist blew in, freezing and isolating the big storm in a very short period of time.

Zhang Yang squinted his eyes and was vigilant about his surroundings. He had dealt with the abyssal ghost clan a long time ago, and even killed the ghost queen queen who was equivalent to the golden core stage not long ago, but he really had no chance to confront the large army of the abyssal ghost clan head-on. .

Because, a ghost is easy to deal with, but a ghost clan that can stimulate a lot of Yin Qi is not fun.

"Crack!"

One of Zhang Yang's legs was frozen by a sudden cold current, which seemed to be an opportunity. In an instant, hundreds of white afterimages leaped up, rushed towards Zhang Yang, and attached themselves to him. This pounce almost knocked Zhang Yang's soul out of his body abruptly.

You must know that Zhang Yang has eighty-one soul swords to protect his body. If this is an ordinary foundation-building stage cultivator, he will die with one blow.

"Looking for death!" While Zhang Yang was shocked, the soul sword also quickly launched a counterattack. The invisible soul sword strangled for a while, leaving more than half of the white shadow screaming, while the rest disappeared like lightning.

"Stand-in chasing ghosts, general-level ghosts, are best at group actions. When the target is not prepared, they charge in groups. They can often knock the target's soul out of the body in an instant. It is impossible to guard against! Head Zhang, you can resist it all at once. The collision of three hundred and sixty-five stand-ins chasing ghosts really makes people wonder if you are a spiritual cultivator?"

Qian Muyun's voice resounded again, but before the substitute ghosts appeared, this guy suddenly pulled out a large black shroud from nowhere, so it actually blocked the locks of those substitute ghosts.

Zhang Yang didn't say a word. He said big things just now, so he had to hold on through gritted teeth.

And in his opinion, Qian Muyun is just a lot of tricky and strange ghost things, but it is not enough to really kill these ghosts.

"Intangible Heart Sword! Appear!"

With a low shout, the surrounding hundreds of meters suddenly brightened like daylight, and the eighty-one invisible heart swords were like eighty-one shooting stars!

At this moment, wherever the sword light shines, there is a kind of coolness of the blade that makes the hair stand on end.

Not the coldness of the ice, but the coldness deep in the soul.

Even Qian Muyun, who was wearing a shroud, couldn't help shivering several times, including Liu Xueli, who was seriously injured and unconscious, shivered violently a few times.

And the group of soul-chasing ghosts who escaped the killing of the soul sword are no exception, they all appear in unison, although such attacks are not fatal to the ghost clan of the ghost general level, but when they show their original shape.

Zhang Yang has already constructed twelve second mana frame circles like lightning, based on the aura of his life, and ignited instantly.

Twelve large fireballs compressed at high speed exploded in an earth-shattering manner.

Although this can only be regarded as a supernatural attack method, it is still enough to cause fatal damage to this group of double soul chasers.

The overwhelming flames swept everything in an instant, and then completely disappeared a few seconds later.

Such a battle is over, and none of the ghost chasing ghosts can escape.

"When will Lao Liu wake up? Or can you release the star-stretching technique?" Zhang Yang asked with a frown. During the battle just now, Qian Muyun was very skillful at hiding, but now he is even more skillful at grabbing the loot.

Although Zhang Yang didn't know what the use of the dust that fell after the ghost chasing ghosts died, it must be very unpleasant.

Qian Muyun didn't answer, just busy with a donkey skin bag.

"It's developed this time, to be honest, if I didn't already have a boss, I really want to hang out with you, tsk tsk, maybe it's because of my lack of experience, I have never seen a swordsman who can be so straightforward Get rid of so many double ghosts chasing ghosts!"

"How many sword cultivators have you met?"

"Including you, there are four of them, and the other three were hired by the city lord of Yening City at a high price, but to be honest, don't be too proud, those three sword repairmen can't even compare to one of your fingers superior."

"Oh, by the way, how many heavenly veins do you have? I heard that all sword cultivators who have opened up the five major sword cultivator's heavenly veins have unlimited futures and can go to the Great Dream Sword Sect to be an outer disciple."

Qian Muyun seemed to have a bit of a stream of consciousness, saying what came to mind.

Zhang Yang grinned, but chose to wake up Liu Xueli first, because he didn't want to communicate further with this stream-of-consciousness master.

"Don't worry, my boss just died once, and he will be alive in half an hour. Maybe he can call for reinforcements for us."

"Reinforcements? Died once!"

"Hey, this is the advantage of being a celestial master. I don't have the opportunity to cultivate immortals, but I am never afraid of death, because I can resurrect at will, as long as hell is still there."

"Hell, is it really so amazing?" Zhang Yang was not in a hurry at this time, he felt that he underestimated these four celestial masters at first.

"I can't say how miraculous it is, I can only say that each of them performs their duties, the living belong to the living, the dead belong to the dead, and those who cultivate immortals have to pay taxes, so it's better to be a celestial master!"

When Qian Muyun said these words, his hands were not idle, and in a blink of an eye, he used the ashes of the substitute ghosts from just now to knead eight villains out of some kind of liquid and mud.

"Eight impostors, half of each person, can block disaster once when encountering danger. Of course, there is a limit to this, and it will not work when encountering Nascent Soul Stage monsters."

"You haven't answered my question, don't you know how to draw astrology?"

"Yes, but I don't want to die. Don't you think that I didn't know that you had caused a catastrophe, so I fled in embarrassment? Don't worry, we keep our word and will bring you out of the Black Earth Plain, especially if you Give me another mortal-level magic language, hey, discuss it, tell me the mysterious-level magic language you released just now, and I will give you a complete map of the sword cultivator's Tianmai, and you can practice according to the map on it, With your aptitude, within a hundred years I promise you to master the nine heavenly veins! You can go to the Great Dream Sword Sect as a core disciple."

"Is the Great Dream Sword Sect very good?"

Zhang Yang asked.

"Bull? Yes, that's the closest pure sword cultivator sect to Yening City, about 100,000 miles away, those loose sword cultivators in Yening City dream of becoming outer disciples of the Great Dream Sword Sect. "

"Sorry, I have a sect myself, and I am the head now."

Zhang Yang shook his head, then looked at the unconscious Liu Xueli, who was waking up quickly.