Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

At the moment, behind Yang Xuan and Ning Zifeng, it was the gate shrouded by jiujianxian. It was blocked by the black fog and didn't leak out at all.

"Lin Xiaotian, grievances have heads and debts have owners. Please distinguish clearly." Yang Xuan also said with a frown.

Although he has a very good temper, what Lin Xiaotian has to do now has exceeded his bottom line.

He wanted to release the black gas.

After struggling for a moment, Lin Xiaotian gave up his resistance and stood stunned in front of Yang Xuan. His eyes had begun to be lax.

"Are you really going to die here today? But it's worth it." Lin Xiaotian murmured and became depressed again. "Father and mother, it's useless for children to help you revenge..."

With that, Lin Xiaotian finally fell down slowly, and the ghost King behind rushed over and hugged Lin Xiaotian.

"Young master! No!"

"Our plan is not finished yet! Didn't we say that after the plan is finished, we can put down the hatred of the past?"

"Young Lord, you can't die!"

The ghost King roared hysterically, but there was only a cold body in his hand.

Seeing this scene, jiujianxian in the back did not hesitate a little. He immediately sacrificed all his little swords and stabbed them all at the ghost king.

This time, without Lin Xiaotian, the ghost King finally felt the taste of thousands of arrows piercing his heart and immediately screamed in pain.

"Ah!"

Shouting loudly, the ghost king still didn't fall down. Jiujianxian frowned and looked a little unhappy.

"You bastard are stubborn."

Just when he wanted to do it again, the ghost king suddenly turned around, stared at jiujianxian with red eyes and said, "you're all going to die!"

For a moment, the speed of the ghost King became unusually fast. A virtual shadow was pulled out behind him, and the man had reached the gate.

Between Yang Xuan and Ning Zifeng, he had stretched out his hand and pressed it on the Lingli cover at the door.

"Click -"

A sound like the crack of glass came from the door, and then the Lingli mask began to split, and countless black gases rushed out of the hall and ran in all directions.

"No, something big is going to happen!" Yang Xuan said heavily and looked out.

The fierce fighting in the hall has long attracted attention. More than 20 elders of the Zhou family are moving towards the hall at full speed. They all just came back from the outside.

Just as they entered the gate, the black gas hit them and made them all pause. Then their eyes became red.

Instantly felt more than 20 terrible breath surrounded himself and others, and Yang Xuan lost his blood color on his face.

No wonder the ghost cult was cleaned by the national hall. Its appeal is really terrible. As long as you touch these black Qi, you will be swallowed up by your mind regardless of your accomplishments.

"Master jiujianxian, what should we do now?"

In desperation, Yang Xuan had to ask Jiu Jianxian for help.

"What else can we do? Just kill as many as you come!"

Jiujianxian said in high spirits. Then he stretched out his hand and released a strong suction. He took all the small swords back into his hand and gathered them into a transparent long sword.

Two elders rushed in at the door and just went straight to the nearest Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan immediately returned with a punch. In a huge burst sound, the elder flew out straight.

Ning Zifeng also fired a gun, stabbed the elder in front of him, and then shook the tip of the gun and threw it out.

Yang Xuan just wiped a sweat. Fortunately, the cultivation of these people is not high. They are all around the third realm, but this number is terrible.

Before they had a rest, a group of people rushed in at the door. This time, they changed to jiujianxian.

"Dang Zi Jue!"

He shouted, and the whole man burst into a powerful momentum, blowing his beard slightly, and the long sword in his hand was shining and humming.

Then he pushed his hands forward, and the long sword was divided into two. In an instant, he rushed in front of those people, turned into a hurricane and spun wildly.

As long as it is affected by the hurricane, at least one piece of meat has fallen off, and even after it is involved, the whole person will disappear.

"I'll hold on here. You go first."

Jiujianxian drank loudly. Yang Xuan immediately nodded and took Ning Zifeng to the back door at the other end of the hall.

At this time, they can't help. If they don't add trouble to jiujianxian, it's the best help.

Watching the two leave, a trace of sweat appeared on jiujianxian's forehead. He looked very relaxed just now. Now he is incredibly hard.

"What monsters are these? They can corrode my spiritual power."

The more he dealt with these people, the more frightened he felt. The powerful hurricane just now had little effect. Two people even rushed in against the hurricane.

At the next moment, the hurricane dissipated completely, and more than a dozen people rushed in and surrounded jiujianxian.

They are just like a wild beast. They have lost their reason. Even Chen Rongrong, who has just joined them.

The ghost king just looked back with a gloomy face and didn't say a word. It's not that he doesn't want to say, but that he has no strength to say now.

His body was slowly withered and thin, and the black air was also increasing violently.

Seeing that this situation could not be delayed any more, jiujianxian bit her teeth, slowly took down the gourd around her waist, and slowly poured the clear liquid inside onto her sword.

Then there was a sudden fire on the long sword, and the blazing flame tossed and jumped on the sword, which was very threatening!

"Leave the word formula!"

Jiujianxian gave a loud drink and waved a sword ahead. In an instant, a huge sword Qi composed of flame raged in the hall.

As long as the people touched by the flame, they all burn violently, and they can't get rid of the flame anyway.

At this time, Zhou Ning, who had been lying on the ground, struggled to stand up, fixed his eyes on the scene in the hall, and then slapped one hand on the ground, bit his teeth and shouted, "a hundred turns and a thousand returns!"

The fog immediately rose again and covered everyone in it.

Jiujianxian immediately frowned, looked straight at the deepest part of the fog, and said in a loud voice, "you have to be brave at this moment. Do you want to die?"

If it weren't for Zhou Ning's identity as the owner of the Zhou family, Jiu Jianxian really didn't want to care about his life and death.

Zhou Ning's voice immediately came from the fog: "this disaster started from my Zhou family. Now it's time to end it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a huge fire came from the Dharma array.

"Sky fire meteor!"