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Chapter 440 Asking the ancestors to seek justice

Pu Yanlan, who was chasing the old horse, was blocked halfway. Que Wushuang stood there with his hands behind his back and said coldly to Pu Yanlan,

"Fellow Daoist Pu, you are really a traitor. Do you think that if you confuse the aura and prevent these demon corpses from chasing you, you can escape and ascend to heaven?"

Pu Yanlan frowned and looked in the direction of Lao Ma. Suddenly, she flipped her palm and a small black flag appeared in her hand.

"go with!"

A large amount of black fog suddenly emerged from the black flag, and a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling could be heard. Many hideous ghosts appeared and disappeared from it, and they bared their teeth and claws at Que Wushuang, roaring and protesting. Que Wushuang was not surprised but happy to see this.

"You are indeed a fellow practitioner of two paths!"

Pu Yanlan said nothing, but waved the small flag in her hand, and the black ghost fog immediately spread in all directions. Soon, the black fog had spread several feet around. Seeing this, Que Wushuang smiled contemptuously and said,

"It's good that you can practice two paths together, but there's a huge gap in realm. Not to mention two paths, even three or four paths are no match for me!"

After saying that, he raised his hand, and saw that he was wearing a silver glove with spiritual energy lingering on it and silver light flashing. Que Wushuang waved his hand towards the black fog.

"call……"

A silver light flashed across the sky, and the screams of ghosts were heard from the ghost fog.

"Ah ah ah..."

Que Wushuang looked at the magic weapon in his hand with pride and smiled.

"This magic weapon was originally used to prevent those demon corpses from being unchecked and suddenly attacking people, but it also has the same function of exorcising evil spirits and suppressing ghosts..."

Pu Yanlan's expression remained unchanged. She waved the small flag continuously. More evil ghosts poked their heads out from the ghost fog, but they were all swept away by Que Wushuang's palm. Pu Yanlan's expression remained unchanged. She kept waving the small black flag. She could hear the evil ghosts screaming in her ears, but she was unmoved. All the evil ghosts in the small flag had been released. She touched her wrists again.
"when……"

With a slight sound, rolling ghost fog was released from the left and right golden bracelets at the same time, and countless evil ghosts screamed in it. Seeing this, Que Wushuang sneered repeatedly.
"You really have collected quite a few little ghosts... No problem... Let's see how many little ghosts you have for me to kill!"

Then he flapped his palms, and the light shot out continuously. The ghosts in the black fog screamed and shook the sky. Pu Yanlan looked normal, but he paid attention to the surroundings by a third of his mind. When he saw that the ghost fog filled the whole valley, he gave a light scold and touched his wrists again.
"receive!"

Then the ghost fog in the valley disappeared in an instant like a strong wind. Que Wushuang was stunned and didn't understand why Pu Yanlan was like this, and then he heard the middle-aged man standing in front of the huge coffin snorted coldly.
"Idiot, those little ghosts of hers have already possessed the bodies of demon corpses!"

Que Wushuang was shocked when he heard this. At this time, a low roar came from where Que Wu was.
"Ow..."

The demonic energy suddenly surged.

"Ow..."

A huge monster suddenly appeared in front of everyone. It looked like a turtle or a snake, but it had fangs in its mouth and bone spurs from its head to its tail. There was a foot-long wound on the top of its head, and blood was oozing out.

"Ow..."

The monster roared in pain and anger at Que Wu in front of him, and Que Wu sneered.
"It's just a newly transformed demon beast. Even if you have the blood of a true spirit, what good is it? You don't know any demonic magic. You're just a big turtle!"

Pu Yanlan frowned upon seeing this, and suddenly, with a flash of light, she flew quickly towards the monster. Que Wushuang's eyes flashed with cold light upon seeing this, and with a wave of his hand, a beam of white light chased after Pu Yanlan's back.

"Thorn..."

With a sound like tearing silk, a black shadow suddenly blocked Pu Yanlan's back. It was the demon corpse with a black body and a tail behind it. The demon corpse stepped forward to block the white light. The white light slashed its chest and immediately ripped it open. The leather-like skin was split in two from top to bottom. The shriveled internal organs in its belly fell to the ground, but the demon corpse did not feel anything. Instead, it screamed towards the sky.
"what……"

Afterwards, it pounced towards Que Wushuang with its fangs and claws bared. With it leading the way, all the demon corpses in the valley moved, shrieking and rushing towards Que Wushuang, Que Wu and the middle-aged man. Considering the strength of these three people, these demon corpses can naturally be defeated with just a flick of a finger. However, these are the ancestors of the Juque clan. Their corpses are preserved by their descendants with all their might, for future use. Que Wushuang and others don't want to destroy them in their own hands.

He could only step back a few steps, put away the sharp magic weapon in his hand, and find another way to subdue these demon corpses... Pu Yanlan took this opportunity to escape and quickly got on the back of the huge monster. At this time, Lao Ma had an unbearable headache. While the demon corpses were entangled with Que Wu, he opened his bloody mouth, showing his fangs, and bit towards Que Wu...

Its skin was thick and tough, so it wasn't seriously hurt by the fall. However, Que Wu followed closely and wanted to kill it for its flesh and blood. Lao Ma had just transformed and had not learned any magic, so he was no match for Que Wu. After being hit by Que Wu's sword, he had no choice but to reveal his true form and try to use his beast body to block Que Wu's attack.

Que Wu snorted coldly, without dodging, and once again stabbed the monster's right eye with the flying sword in his hand. Seeing this, Pu Yanlan raised her eyebrows and clasped her hands together.
"go with!"

The demon corpses wandering around Que Wu saw this, and ghost fire flashed in their originally dark eyes. They all pounced towards Que Wu. Two of them flew forward and blocked the monster. The flying swords immediately pierced through their chests, piercing the two demon corpses into gourds and sending them flying far away, saving Lao Ma from danger.

Pu Yanlan stood on the old horse's back, and the gold bracelets on her wrists clashed repeatedly.

"Dangdangdangdang..."

The crisp and pleasant sound of metal hitting each other became the charge horn of the demon corpses in the valley. The demon corpses transformed by the ancestors of the Juque clan were walking corpses. Their souls were sealed in their fleshy bodies. Although they could keep their fleshy bodies from decaying, their souls could not grow stronger. In front of these little ghosts who were refined by Pu Yanlan and trained day and night by the three ghost generals, it was like a regular army encountering a group of unarmed civilians. They were unable to resist at all and their fleshy bodies were occupied. They began to obey Pu Yanlan's orders and attacked the three people of the Que family one after another.

Although these three people were highly accomplished and their realm was much higher than Pu Yanlan's, they were afraid to hurt their ancestors' bodies for the sake of future plans. They could only use their own methods to subdue these mad demon corpses one by one. The middle-aged man said nothing, but raised his hand and stretched out an index finger, drawing a circle in front of him. The demon corpses that rushed in front of him were trapped in the circle, and no matter how they rushed forward, they had no way to escape.

However, Que Wushuang waved the bone flute in his hand repeatedly, and the light emitted from the bone flute hit the demon corpses, and the demon corpses with fangs and claws bared became motionless. Que Wu untied his belt and threw his coat over his head. The wide robe suddenly expanded several times in size and covered dozens of demon corpses from the top of their heads, making them unable to move!
It only took a few breaths for most of the demon corpses to be restrained, and the rest fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. The little ghosts were trapped in the demon corpses, and Pu Yanlan suddenly had no more little ghosts to use. So the three Que men looked at Pu Yanlan unkindly. The middle-aged man in the lead stared at her for a long time before speaking,

"There are some tricks..."

After a pause he said,

"Forget it. You are a rare fellow cultivator of two sects, and... my son also has feelings for you. If you are willing to obey my son now, I will let you go!"

Pu Yanlan smiled slightly when she heard this.

"Senior, you can see that I am a ghost cultivator, and these demon corpses are of great use to you. You want me to help control the corpses, right?"

The middle-aged man was straightforward, he nodded with his hands behind his back.
"That's right. If you were useless, why would I waste my words on you?"

Pu Yanlan shook her head slowly.

"Senior, if you have time to waste your words with me, why don't you go and see our noble ancestor? I see... he seems to be impatient to get out of the coffin!"

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a slight vibration on the ground.

"boom……"

There was a sudden loud noise above their heads. When everyone looked up, they saw that above the magic circle that was originally calm, dark clouds suddenly surged in from all directions. The middle-aged man's face changed.
"Zhao Wuxi and his men have wiped out all the Three-Faced Owls... They actually broke through the magic circle!"

The three-faced demon owl was the incarnation of the ancestor's escaped soul. Now that the three-faced demon owl has been destroyed, the ancestor must return to his body. There is nothing to be afraid of. The coffin is also engraved with a talisman to calm the soul. The ancestor's body cannot come out at all. But the magic circle has been broken. If they are allowed to attract reinforcements, it will be a bit tricky!

Wait... a coffin!
Thinking of this, the three of them simultaneously cast their gazes towards the two unusually large coffins.
"boom……"

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard from the coffin. The huge coffin, which was carved from a whole giant tree, suddenly bounced high on the spot, and then fell heavily. Dust was flying for a while. It was obvious that the body of the ancestor sealed in the coffin wanted to be born!
The middle-aged man was shocked when he saw this. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Pu Yanlan with a sinister look.
"You did it... You destroyed the seal that sealed the coffin!"

Pu Yanlan smiled slightly and said,

"This is not my fault. How can I, a mere Jindan-stage junior, dare to fight against three seniors? I have no other choice but to ask the ancestors to come forward and administer justice!"

Otherwise, why do you think the three men in red haven’t shown up yet?
However, it was Pu Yanlan who secretly used the little ghosts to attract the attention of the three people, and ordered Hongyi and the others to sneak to the front of the giant coffin and find a way to erase the corpse-suppressing talisman on it!
It is also thanks to the mixture of demonic energy and corpse energy in the valley that Hongyi and the others were able to avoid being discovered!

(End of this chapter)