The original misunderstood me! ! !

There are several ways to go back to Qilian Mountain from the human world.

One of the fastest ones needs to pass through the heart of the Rakshasa ghost domain.

Gangfeng whistling in the ears, like ghosts crying.Wen Yue and Situ Yi had a sword and a sword, and when they quickly passed through Huangquan, the sword stirred up the black mist in the air and dragged out two long tails.

Situ Yi's small face was tense, see? With a smile: "Master, how long will it take to arrive?"

"Did you see the black vortex in front?" Wen Yue said, "Let's go through there with the sword, and with the corresponding incantation, we can reach the edge of Qilian Mountain within a quarter of an hour."

Situ Yi nodded, keeping in mind the mantra Wen Yue taught him.

The two speeded up and flew towards the center of the ghost domain. In their field of vision, the white light on the horizon became more and more faint, and their sight was almost completely covered by the flowing black mist, as if they were in thick ink.

The swirling black mist and hunting wind almost made people lose their five senses. Neither Wen Yue nor Situ Yi noticed that a group of men in black suddenly jumped out of the center of the vortex and appeared in the center of the ghost domain out of thin air.

The Raksha Ghost Land is located in the west of the underworld, and it is the territory of the ghost clan. Because the Raksha clan has a wide range of influence, the current ghost king is also from the Raksha, so the name "Raksha" is used before the "Ghost Field". The characters reflect the power status of Raksha ghosts.

The heart of the ghost domain, as the name suggests, is located in the very center of the ghost domain, and is a black whirlpool with a radius of ten miles.

This is a stronghold that penetrates the Three Realms. Using different spells, you can quickly reach different locations in the Three Realms.But because it is a ghost territory, the terrain is treacherous and changeable, the wind is everywhere, and various accidents often occur. Unless there is an urgent emergency, ordinary people and monks with low mana I don't want to take this shortcut even if I take a long way.

——You can't predict yourself? What will happen to you.

For example, at this moment, Wen Yue and Situ Yi had unlucky encounters with a group of Tongtian Cultists.

Those people were all dressed in black clothes, almost hiding in the surging mist.Fortunately, Wen Yue's robe was also black, and Situ Yi's was dark purple. The other party was facing the strong wind and waved his sleeves to cover his face.

It wasn't until the two sides were three feet apart that a blurry figure appeared.The leader? The man flew over quickly, revealing his back——Wen Yue suddenly saw the word "Heaven" embroidered on the back of that man!

Wen Yue was startled.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind instantly - would this group of people come from Qilian Mountain?Who's in it?Where are they going?

In case Yuzheyuan falls into their hands...

Wen Yue's heart sank violently, and he sent a voice transmission to Situ Yi: [A Yi, fly farther. 】

[It seems to be Tianjiao over there. I want to confirm their identities as a teacher. Come and help me cover up. 】

Situ Yi also looked over, saw rows of "Heaven" characters, and typed a jolt: [Okay Master! 】

Both of them flew towards the periphery, and the distance gradually shortened.The thick black fog blocked Wenyue's sight again. Wenyue couldn't see Tianjiao. He expected Tianjiao couldn't see him either. Like a beast lurking in the dark, he silently calculated the time, speed and the positions of both sides.

After waiting for a while, he followed up again.

The speed at which Wen Yue controls the bone sword is comparable to that of the Tongtian Sect. It can be seen vaguely, but there is almost no movement. As long as the opponent does not turn around and take a closer look, the distance will not be noticed.

After observing like this for a while, Wen Yue found that there were nearly a hundred people in this Tianjiao, all dressed in black, posing in strange formations, and moving surreptitiously.

Wen Yue seemed familiar with that formation—a team of nine people, arranged in different positions, surrounded layer by layer, advancing one by one, forming a "Hui"-shaped formation—seems to be protecting someone in the middle.

If this conjecture is correct, the core of the formation is a person or thing that needs to be protected, and the believers with the most powerful mana will surround the left and right. When extending outward, the mana of the believers will gradually decrease.

Wen Yue suddenly retreated with his sword and hid in the black mist.

Because they caught a glimpse of the person who fell at the end of the formation and suddenly looked back—if it wasn't for the person's habit of being cautious, he had already noticed a trace of abnormality.

In the situation where vision, smell, and hearing are all blinded, the last believer can detect Wen Yue's movements, which shows that the strength of these Tianjiao believers should not be underestimated, at least they can draw with Wen Yue, and the middle one Strength? Even far above Wen Yue!

Wen Yue's guess was soon confirmed.

Almost at the second when the last Tianjiao believer looked back, a gust of wind stronger than a gangster blew from the center of the formation, and with a "hula", it hit Wenyue's direction!

It was as if a writing brush stained with white lime suddenly swayed on the pure black ink scroll all over the body. Wherever the fierce wind passed by, even the strong wind had to be avoided.

The black mist dissipated like ink stains, leaving nothing to hide.

Wen Yue's field of vision suddenly became clear, through the heavy fog and the silver wind blade that was swept by the fierce wind, he saw? A black sedan car appeared in the center of the formation!

A pale and blue hand lifted the black gauze curtain and protruded from the gap.

He? made a "splitting down" gesture.

Wen Yue jumped into the air and shouted at Situ Yi: [Don't? Come here! ! ! 】

Everything happened in an instant?—

The fierce wind has arrived, and countless crescent-like wind blades cut through the place Wen Yue was waiting for, splitting the space into distorted cracks!

Wen Yue Yujian rushed upwards, narrowly avoiding the wind blade, so he was not crushed to pieces on the spot.

If so, their robes were also cut by the fierce wind, and they became "ragged" in a blink of an eye.

Before Wen Yue could catch his breath, the person on the left side of the black sedan chair teleported towards Wen Yue like a ghost as if he had received the signal.

Countless horseshoe-shaped wind blades scattered like heavenly maidens, cutting towards Wen Yue from all directions.

Wen Yue tried his best to dodge.

However, there are many wind blades, the angles are tricky, and the distance is extremely close. They only have time to cover the vital parts such as the head, neck, chest and abdomen with bone swords and talismans, and have no time to take care of other things.

The wind blades were like sharp knives, piercing into Wen Yue's limbs.

"Puff puff--"

Wen Yue's eyes darkened, and he almost bit off his tongue, so he didn't let out a cry of pain.

After one breath, the blood spurted out, instantly soaking the black robe.

Wen Yue fell straight down!

Situ Yi: [Master! ! ! 】

He originally followed Wen Yue's instructions, and the sword flew farther and farther, but he was disturbed by Wen Yue's tone, and when he turned his head to confirm the situation, he found that Wen Yue was like a black bird with broken wings, Falling into the vortex?

Situ Yi was in a turmoil, he raised his knife and rushed down to catch Wen Yue.

However, the speed of Tongtianjiao was faster than him. The man in black on the right side of the frame waved his sleeve lightly, and a bolt of lightning tore through the sky, like a sky-eating monster opening its pupils, and slashed straight at Situ Yi!

Situ Yi's hair stood on end.

In a blink of an eye, he pulled the red string off the Qiankun Bag, shook the entire Qiankun Bag upwards, and countless magic treasure talisman papers burst out, emitting different colors and lights!

Like falling fireworks, nearly a hundred light arcs bounced upwards, forming a colorful protective film at the moment the lightning strikes.

The lightning connected to the defensive cover, and there was a piercing explosion sound, and the white light, which was more dazzling than the light of lightning, flooded the entire area around Situ Yi for a mile.

Everyone was blinded by that white light!

Even Wen Yue didn't expect that the foolish apprentice frantically swayed (wasted) the magic weapon in a hurry, and could hit it by mistake and win them time to delay or even fight back?——

The wind blade was chasing after him, and at the same time as Wen Yue fell, he cut it down at a faster speed.

Wen Yue resisted with an ancient sword, and continued to give up his limbs to protect his chest and abdomen, and his whole body almost became a blood man.

The severe pain made his movements slow, and the bone sword was attacked continuously by the wind blade, leaving a gap.

A white crescent was attached? The gap flew in, cutting towards Wenyue's neck!

It was too late to say it, but Wen Yue's eyes blurred, and something inserted/inserted instantly, bringing a gust of cool wind to block his neck.

——The wind blade was sent flying by the bullet.

At the same time, Situ Yi created a big explosion, and the violent white light dazzled the eyes of the Tianjiao believers, as if they were being burned by the scorching sun, and their movements couldn't help but pause.

The man in black who used the wind blade was also forced to suspend his attack.

Under the white light that filled the sky, Wen Yue squinted his eyes, subconsciously tilted his head, and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure appearing beside him.

Xie Zishu wrapped Wen Yue's back with his left hand, and hugged him vaguely, preventing Wen Yue from falling.Turning his right wrist, the bone fan moved away from Wenyue's neck? With a light shake, the white jade fan released a breeze and a peach blossom fragrance.

The remaining light blade met the breeze of the bone fan, and it was like a piece of sugar melting into the water, dissolving with the wind.

The white glow was still dazzling, blurring Xie Zishu's face, and almost melting the moon-white gown into the sunlight.

Wen Yue couldn't see their facial features clearly, couldn't see their expressions clearly, he could only see Xie Zishu, like a halo, taking out a book with a black gold cover from the cage behind him.

"Crash-"

They opened the cover, and the pages of the book were automatic without wind.

Numerous demons, monsters, ghosts and monsters screamed and screamed, rising from the pages of the book, turning into clouds of black mist, and rushing towards the Tianjiao believers not far away.

Wen Yue felt that Xie Zishu's arms around him were tightened, and a gentle voice sounded in his ears:

"Sorry, I'm late."