I make a contract with myself

Sun Yan planned to wait and level up to gain experience.

Senior Brother Cui and Xiao Qing also chose to stay. The former was probably influenced by Su Lang and had a strong sense of responsibility to protect his junior brothers and sisters.

"I have nothing to do when I go back, so I might as well wait for my uncle here." Xiao Qing said.

"Are you sure?" Sun Yan questioned.

There are so many books in the library, have you finished reading them?

Moreover, practitioners only seize the day and night, why don’t they go into seclusion if they have nothing to do?

Xiao Qing coughed dryly and said with a smile: "If the ghost's strength drops, and now three more people are gone, the mission points I get in the end will be doubled."

Sun Yan was speechless.

Before, he thought that this young senior sister was cute and innocent, and he had a good impression of her, but he never thought that he was mistaken.

"Should we wait outside the city, or right here?" Senior Brother Cui asked the two of them.

"Outside the city, it's safe there." Xiao Qing cherishes his life very much.

"I plan to practice in the city." Sun Yan said.

"We don't have the same opinions." Senior Brother Cui suddenly felt a headache.

We are all brothers in the same discipline and should work together. He doesn't want anything to happen to anyone.

Seeing this, Sun Yan patted his chest and promised: "Senior brother, don't worry, as long as I don't seek death, I won't die."

Senior Brother Cui made a quick decision: "Outside the city."

Sun Yan was a little reluctant, but he still followed.

Before leaving, I looked at the City Lord's Mansion with nostalgia, wanting to give it a try.

It's dangerous, but not fatal. It's a good place to gain experience!

Brother Cui twitched the corner of his mouth and quickly reminded him: "Don't seek death."

"Know it."

……

That night, Sun Yan came outside the city lord's mansion under the pretext of training, still hesitant.

The next moment, the evil ghost mask controlled his legs and walked straight in without any hesitation.

A young general wearing golden armor stood beside a pool of water holding a gun.

From the outside, this soul seems to be no different from ordinary people except that its body is somewhat transparent and its face is blurry.

"Who are you?"

The ghost actually spoke.

Sun Yan suppressed the throbbing in his heart, cupped his hands and said, "Disciple of Xuanling Sect, Sun Yan."

"Xuanling Sect..."

The ghost murmured, and his tone became increasingly strange.

Since he couldn't see his face clearly, Sun Yan only felt creepy.

"Intruder, kill!!"

The ghost's eyes turned blood red, and the roar like a wild beast resounded, deafening.

At this moment, the strange fog appeared again, covering the sky.

"Should I...run?"

"Run away!"

Sun Yan panicked and didn't care about summoning the spirit at all. He just wanted to run.

Behind him, the ghost's body was filled with strange mist, and he came up with a gun.

Sun Yan did not want to summon the spirit to die, so he had to hold his gun to fight. At the same time, he raised his hand to seal the secret, and a rose-red fireball was thrown at the ghost.

The ghost held a spear in his hand and swept across, not only scattering the fireballs, but when the two spears collided, Sun Yan was even knocked away.

His arms were numb and the tiger's mouth was split open. He didn't dare to delay any longer and wanted to leave the city lord's mansion.

However, the strange fog was the same as before, like a barrier, covering the entire city lord's mansion, and Sun Yan could not get out at all.

"Evil, what should I do?"

"Fight it."

"what?"

Sun Yan thought he heard wrongly.

Ghost only used one move, and he was beaten into such a miserable state. A few more blows might risk his life here.

The mad dragon breaks!

Gusts of sinister wind blew behind him. He turned around almost subconsciously and fired.

Sun Yan tried his best to strike, but he only gained a moment's time.

The next moment, he slammed into the mist, and his bones almost fell apart.

"You... let me go!"

I saw the mist wrapped around Sun Yan's hands and feet, binding them in a large shape. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free.

At the critical moment, the Devil's Mask needed to take action to get him out of trouble.

Bright Light Technique!

Red Flame Black Phoenix!

Sun Yan also performed beyond his level, casting two spells in a row without making any mistakes.

Compared to physical combat, the blazing light and flames have a clear restraint effect on such souls with excessive Yin Qi.

The light was like a sharp sword, cutting through the dense fog, causing the ghost to feel uncomfortable for a while.

Sun Yan's real killing move is the mini phoenix that follows him. Although this phoenix looks like a feathered bird, it is only a simulated appearance, and its actual power has not weakened much.

The ghost was struck and stood there for a long time, unable to regain consciousness.

Sun Yan was stunned.

It's a killer move, but it's useless!

Forget it, just wait for death, there is no point in fighting anymore...

"Not...an intruder...who are you?"

The ghost spoke again.

Its eyes were still blood red, staring at Sun Yan.

Seeing that things were about to turn around, Sun Yan quickly put away his spell and said: "Xuanling Sect, Sun Yan."

"Why...the breath of the abyss?"

Sun Yan was slightly startled, abyss?

Of course, if the ghost is indeed connected to the abyss, he will not take the risk of summoning Du before asking clearly.

"Does the abyss refer to the curse of the abyss?"

Ghost seemed to be thinking. After a while, he shook his head and said: "Invaders... divine disciples... city lord... protect the people of War City!"

Before Sun Yan understood its meaning, he saw the ghost raising his spear.

"kill!"

"Kill your sister! I'm from the Xuanling Sect, one of my own!"

Sun Yan cursed loudly, managed to parry a few times, and then repeated his old tricks.

Bright Light Technique!

Red Flame Black Phoenix!

The ghost didn't know how to learn the lesson. After being hit by the combo, he started thinking about the life of the soul again.

Sun Yan refused to give up and cast several spells in succession, finally irritating the opponent.

"Xuanling Sect...does not kill..."

The ghost dispersed the mist, picked up Sun Yan and threw him out of the city lord's mansion.

He lay on the ground, thinking about the injuries of those people before, and seemed to understand a little.

If he could achieve this level by himself, they must not be much different. This is probably how the injuries on his body came from.

It has to be said that the ghost is indeed very strong. Sun Yan was in danger several times and almost escaped being killed.

However, it is just confused and its thinking is a bit chaotic, very similar to a person who has lost his memory.

"I'm not dead?" Sun Yan suddenly realized something.

"That's right, its strength dropped a lot during the battle with you." Evil Ghost Mask said helplessly, "As a practitioner, no matter what happens, you can't lose your cool."

Sun Yan took out a small notebook and began to write a summary of the war.

After a moment, he admitted his mistake.

Although Sun Yan trusted the Evil Ghost Mask, they all knew that the most important thing was to find their own mistakes and correct them.

It is better to experience what others say, than to experience it yourself, only in this way can you grow.

"So, if you want to defeat it, you can only use magic." Sun Yan murmured.

It was unrealistic to fight against the ghost. He could only use light and fire spells to consume it. Only when its strength dropped would he have the opportunity to find the Soul Gathering Source Crystal.

"The cultivation level is too low." The evil ghost mask reminded him.

"I know."

Sun Yan left the city lord's mansion and stepped into the abandoned city where spirits were everywhere.

Now, he has five elves who feed him back. It is not easy to improve the cultivation level of a Taoist master!