When Gu Xiu saw this, his heart tightened at first, and then he relaxed a little.

The one who came in was indeed a monk from the Changsheng Palace. Even Changsheng himself came, but it was not only a monk from the Changsheng Palace, but also... a ghost cultivator.

Gu Xiu looked at the monks with two bundles of green flames floating on their shoulders, and there was no more trouble in his heart.

The monks and ghost cultivators from the Palace of Changsheng entered the gate while fighting.

"Xiao Ban, take a few more invisible talismans on the formation stone." Gu Xiu ordered Xiao Ban.

I hope they don't find that there is a defensive formation here, and the four of them.

Xiaomao was able to make an order and quickly took a few invisibility talismans from the storage space and took them on it.

Now it seems that although there is Changsheng Palace, the true god-stage cultivator of Changshengjun, his strength has weakened because Changshengjun’s cultivation has gone wrong, and the strength of the ghost cultivator is already stronger than that of the same level of Taoist cultivator.

Therefore, the two ghost cultivators in the Sanshen Stage stage fought against Changshengjun, a real god-stage evil cultivator with weakened strength. Looking at Changshengjun's expression, his face was pale, and his magic power gradually weakened, which was obviously unable to support him.

In the chaotic battle in front of him, the most desperate among the two groups of people were Tian Song and Yuan Yuan.

Especially Yuan Yuan, she almost only attacked and did not defend. She had been injured several times, and black aura appeared on the wounds.

Gu Xiu didn't understand why the people in the Changsheng Palace were originally practicing with Yin Qi, so why were they still injured by Yin Qi?

"Miss, Yu Liuli has not come. She is not here. No matter how many ghost cultivators we kill, it is not considered revenge."

Tian Song fled to Yuan Yuan and said anxiously while blocking a wave of attacks for her.

"Hehe, I want to kill our city lord. If our city lord comes, you will be dead long ago. But when I fall to my flower ghost, you will not see the sun tomorrow. Don't talk about the next life, I will not even have the next life."

As soon as Tian Song finished speaking, he was pinched by a ghost claw. A thin old man-like ghost cultivator smiled and waved the soul hook in his hand. The moment the ghost claws pinched Tian Song's neck, the soul hook hooked to Tian Song's seal hall. Gu Xiu saw a halo being hooked out. At the same time, Tian Song's eyes were straightened, and he fell backwards, and he had already died.

"Uncle Tian!" Yuan Yuan screamed in horror.

"Hehe, I'm a flower ghost keeping my word and saying that you won't have the next life."

The thin old man squeezed the halo that was hooked on his soul into his hand. The halo was like life, struggling in the old man's hands, rushing left and right.

"That's the soul." Gu Xiu was shocked when he was looking at it and looked back, "Senior Brother Peng, are you... meditating over?"

Peng Changzheng's eyes flashed and he asked, "Junior Sister Gu, have you sat on those chairs just now?"

Peng Chang argued with the chairs on both sides of the passage.

Gu Xiu nodded and said, "Sit down."

As the two of them spoke, the thin old man had already stuffed the halo in his hand, Tian Song's soul, into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it.

Gu Xiu was a little shocked when she saw it. She knew that ghost cultivators could use the souls of mortals or monks to practice, but she didn't know that they were carried out in such a rough way.

"Lin Wen, I'll leave this fat girl to you."

The old man who called himself "Flower Ghost" greeted a female ghost cultivator who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old behind him.

When Gu Xiu heard this name, he was slightly stunned and hurriedly looked at the female ghost cultivator behind the flower ghost.

"It's really Lin Wen?" Gu Xiu was extremely surprised and murmured to himself, "Why has she become a ghost cultivator?"

Becoming a ghost cultivator means that Lin Wen has died and his soul has not reached the Netherworld. Instead, he has gone to Forest City and practiced the ghost cultivator skills.

How did she die?

Yes, she is young and has a low cultivation level. Although she still has a grandfather, after hearing what Lin Wen said at the beginning, her grandfather's cultivation level should not be high, and she died... it seems not surprising.

What’s strange is that after he fell, he actually became a ghost cultivator. With Lin Wen’s cultivation level, she should have not yet advanced to the Sacred God Stage in recent years. After the Cultivation Cultivator’s power in the Soil Stage fell, his soul power was very weak, and those who had almost no independent consciousness would float directly to the Underworld.

Unless like Peng Chang fights, the power of the soul is far higher than that of cultivation.

"Junior Sister Gu knows her?" Peng Chang asked involuntarily when Gu Xiu was staring at Lin Wen.

"The first time I set up a stall in Xianshui City to sell robes. At that time, there was no garment material. I took my old clothes and used the power of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams to set up some small formations. At that time, my elder sister opposed it and believed that my robes would definitely not be sold. Lin Wen and her parents went to buy my robes that time.

Later, when I went to Shangcheng, I passed Fengcheng, and met Lin Wen again. She was besieged by several robbery cultivators. My sixth sister and I saved her. She said she was going to find her grandfather. Unexpectedly... she has become a ghost cultivator now."

As soon as Gu Xiu finished speaking, Lin Wen and Yuan Yuan had fought for several rounds.

"She can't hold on anymore," Peng Chang argued.

Gu Xiu knew that he was talking about Yuan Yuan. Indeed, although Yuan Yuan’s cultivation is higher than Lin Wen, her strength is not much different from Lin Wen in terms of fighting, but Yuan Yuan was injured before, so after a few rounds, she tended to lose.

Before Yuan Yuan and Lin Wen could decide the outcome, a fire suddenly broke out on Wu Changsheng's body. The fire burned from his dantian and spread all over his body.

A black and gray halo escaped from Wu Changsheng's seal hall, and Gu Xiu knew that it was Wu Changsheng's soul.

As soon as the black and gray halo escaped, it was slapped in by a ghost cultivator in the Sanshen Stage who was facing Wu Changsheng.

The black and gray halo was shot into the seal hall. Through the seal hall's skin, it seemed that it could still be seen twisting in pain for a few times before it disappeared.

"Hehe, just like you, I want to be a member of our ghost cultivator. I want to live and die with your body, and enjoy the feeling before death."

The ghost cultivator of the Sanshen period took back his palm and sneered.

"Ah..." Wu Changsheng let out an extremely painful and terrifying scream. When the scream reached the highest tone, it stopped abruptly, making people feel a strange and terrifying feeling.

As soon as the scream came to an end, Wu Changsheng suddenly fell to the ground. In less than two breaths, his whole body turned into a pool of black and gray blood.

This scene made Gu Xiu frown.

Gu Xiu looked at Yan Yuheng and Wu Jie again. They were still in a state of meditation, with no sign of awakening.

Peng Chang argued: "If they are forced to wake up, they should hurt their souls. I thought about it and our souls should be forced into long-lasting memories by the mirror..."

Speaking of this, Peng Chang paused and looked at Yan Yuheng and Wu Jie.

"Let's not talk about Yan Yuheng. Wu Jie was originally just a mortal. Now she is only in her twenties. She shouldn't have much memory. Why haven't she woke up for such a long time?"
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