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Demon Wall Village.

A mountaintop five hundred miles east.

The sky lake on the top of the mountain is crystal clear, reflecting the bright sun and reflecting the light like glass. From a distance, it looks like a star crystal jade world has been left in the world.

The lakeside is even more fragrant with flowers, and all kinds of exotic flowers are blooming, full of high-spirited vitality.

This place is called "Dian Cang Sea" in the cloud map.

Just as Jiang Moshu set his sight on the lakeside, eleven monks came to greet him.

Some of these monks came empty-handed, some held magic swords, and some were accompanied by mist, but their eyes were all completely white, with no pupils visible.

Everyone lined up and saluted Jiang Moshu: "By your orders, we welcome our distinguished guests!"

The leading monk said expressionlessly: "The Supreme Being is chanting mantras to save us. Please come with me."

Not far ahead, there were four more monks standing under a huge blue stone. Their spiritual energy was flowing all over their bodies, making them even more extraordinary.

Sitting cross-legged on the bluestone was none other than Luo Yun.

Seeing Jiang Moshu coming, Luo Yun smiled gently: "Junior brother Jiang is a cheerful person. I also want to return to the sect for retreat as soon as possible. How about we make a bet?"

"I wonder how senior brother wants to bet?" Jiang Moshu thought thoughtfully, "But do you want to have a game?"

Yesterday, he was about to leave the city and planned to kill a few people who wanted to steal the spirit ghosts.

As a result, he received an invitation from Luo Yun. Luo Yun openly stated his identity and frankly said that he wanted to meet to settle the relationship. At the end of the invitation, there were five big characters.

Zihua Tianbu Dan!

Since it was about the road, Jiang Moshu would not neglect it, so he made the appointment today.

Luo Yun nodded, stood up, took a slight step, and was already standing on the lake.

"Although you didn't kill Junior Sister Yu, you benefited from her death. To me, it's cause and effect."

Jiang Moshu was noncommittal. The strong one in the Demon Sect always makes more sense.

Luo Yun let out an inaudible sigh, stared at him, and said calmly:

"With a stick of incense, if I fail to capture you, within ten years, I will offer you the Purple Flower Sect's Heaven-Building Pill to end this calamity."

"If you lose, I won't kill you. Just follow me back to Yinhua Peak to guard Junior Sister Yu's grave for a while."

Jiang Moshu's heart sank.

The magical power of cause and effect is very terrifying, both to people and to oneself. Even a casual word, or even a small thought, is like an oath from the heart.

How strong is the chief of the inner sect of Yinhua Peak?

He actually dares to limit himself to one stick of incense. It seems that a fierce battle is inevitable.

Immediately send a message to Wangui Banner,

"Caiyan, wait for me to give the order and do it with all your strength. This inner sect's chief senior brother may be in trouble."

"Don't worry, my lord, the banners of all ghosts under the control of the slave family may not be weaker than the magical power of Yinhua Peak." A soft and charming voice sounded from the heart, but it was more solemn than usual.

There was no sadness or joy on Luo Yun's face, and all the demon monks stood behind him.

Fifteen late-stage Ningzhens displayed their Gang Yuan, covering half of the Canghai. The momentum was so astonishing.

"These people covet the harvest of your seven-peak battle. They are all tainted with cause and effect, so they use them as swords to cut off this industry."

Jiang Moshu didn't say anything. He spread his hand forward, and a white bone hammer fell lightly into his palm.

……

Hundreds of miles away, the giant white bone boat just rushed out of the void.

This tense scene was projected onto the huge bone mirror on the deck.

"That's too late?"

The woman in blue was anxious, but could do nothing. She could only watch the two sides hanging on the lake offering their spiritual weapons.

Immediately, a sense of ignorance burst out from his heart, and he glared angrily at Xuan Yi Ningzhen, who was in charge of driving the Bone Boat: "Can you do it, old dog?"

As soon as the words fell,

The old face of the White Bone Peak Xuanyi monk immediately changed color.

It only became darker than the clothes.

Ok?

If you want to know if it works, why don't you try it with me for real?

If the peak master's magical power hadn't been attached to the bone mirror, I would have smashed your ugly face.

But now is not the time to be vindictive.

Xuan Yi could only use all his strength to rush the energy around his body and melt into the black smoke of the boat along the deck.

The giant white bone boat shook violently, and its speed jumped again.

At the same time, the inner hall of the White Bone Peak Ten Thousand Bones Palace.

Zheng Yuqing rarely sat behind the banquet table, while Su Huanrou stood beside her.

Sitting opposite was a beautiful woman wearing a white waist-length undershirt with a white jade palace ribbon tied around her waist. She was none other than the master of Yinhua Peak, Luo Zhi.

"My brother made you two laugh." Luo Zhi apologized slightly, raised his glass to express his gratitude, and drank it all in one gulp.

"The Taoist heart is pure, and others cannot ask for it." Xie Lijun, the master of Wangui Peak, a middle-aged Taoist with a slightly purple face, also raised his glass in greeting from a distance.

Three banquet tables faced each other, but there was a thirty-foot-wide bone fire pit, with several layers of bones laid out flatly.

Above the fire pit, the picture on the bone mirror of the giant white bone boat is reflected.

"It seems that I still haven't caught up. Jiang Moshu's White Bone Cutting Gang is not bad, but his cultivation is a bit low and he can't make a few cuts." Xie Lijun of Wangui Peak actually admires Jiang Moshu.

Although some arrangements were disrupted, being able to establish a relationship with Yinhua Peak and White Bone Peak was an unexpected gain.

Even if they are embarrassed together, there is still more tacit understanding.

"The bone hammer has some thought, but there are only five bone souls. If more than a dozen late-stage Condensation Souls surround them together, I'm afraid they will focus on one and miss the other." Many doorways.

"Actually, Wan Gui Jingqi is best at dealing with this kind of group battle." Luo Zhi said lightly.

However, the master of Ten Thousand Ghosts Peak waved his hand, "Without the formation diagram and the true meaning of the Heavenly Serpent, the Ten Thousand Ghosts Flag in his hand can only exert the effect of a mid-grade spiritual weapon and is useless."

After thinking for a while, he added,

"That spirit ghost has the qualifications of a ghost mother, and is also the main soul of Wangui Banner.

If you accept him as the master, you can control it on your behalf.

Even if the Cruel Jue Battle Formation cannot be used, some of its power can still be exerted. "

Xie Lijun then sighed and said, "It's a pity that he happened to be the one who killed Chen Xu again. It's absolutely impossible for the spirit ghost to recognize him as his master."

Peak Master Xie Lijun nodded and expressed his final judgment:

"It should be about half a stick of incense, about six White Bone Slashing Gangs, five bone souls self-destruction, which can drag away twelve or three late-stage Condensation Souls.

That's right, there are no more than twenty sects and families in the West Extreme Land who can achieve this at the third level of Ningzhen. "

Zheng Yuqing's face became increasingly ugly.

She hinted that the spirit ghost was sold to Fusha Xianfang,

Just after making a promise to the Jiang family, something unexpected happened.

The three Ninth Level Ninth Level sitting on the bone boat were as slow as zombies, and it took only a quarter of an hour.

Where should she place the majesty of her peak master?

I'm tired, otherwise, the Jiang family should be destroyed.

On the other hand, Su Huanrou, who was on the side, seemed to have a layer of mist in her eyes after hearing this, and there was an unbearable look on her face.

In fact, deep inside, it feels like a flower is blooming and the spring breeze is blowing.

"Senior Brother Jiang, please be sure to hold on a little longer to feel the true meaning of fighting.

Senior brother, a person like you who is dedicated to cultivation,

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die in the evening.

Right? ! "