"Everyone stops attacking." Gu Xiu suddenly said.

Her originally gentle voice was extremely crisp at this moment, like a lightning bolt that broke through the darkness, spreading far away, and even those who were experiencing the sixth calamity ahead also heard it.

A big man with a rough face frowned and said, "There is someone behind?"

"Do you care whether he has someone or no one, I just want to leave this ghost place quickly. It's almost suffocating me to death here."

A man with a slender figure, light eyebrows and eyes, and a normal appearance, but a lofty look on his face said, "Although his voice sounds nice, he is obviously impatient."

"I said Ji Yu, you dare not yell at Xu Ruoguang, just vent your anger on me. Don't forget that I am also a true god-stage monk now, your senior. If you speak to me in this tone, you don't respect your senior at all..."

"I really can't respect a person who wasted two hundred years in the late stage of Sanshen and barely advanced." Ji Yu said lightly, the more angry the tone it would be.

"You... are jealous of me!" The rough male cultivator has always been not good at verbal disputes, and his face is so angry that he has a surge, but he cannot say any powerful rebuttal.

"Okay, husband, why are you fighting with someone who always needs protection? Even if you win, you will be defeated without any force. Fellow Taoist Guangyue, do you think so?" A gentle female voice said. After a closer look, she was a ghost cultivator in the late stage of the Sanshen.

"Okay, okay, what Min'er said is reasonable, and it is extremely reasonable." The rough male cultivator laughed.

Ji Yu was glared at by the ghost cultivator named Min'er, and touched his nose helplessly. Oh, he owes someone a life and will never be able to pay it back.

Until this moment, the man who had been walking in the front, with a tall figure and a very handsome face sneered: "If I had known this, what would I do? In the future, you will be honest in front of He Xuan."

He Xuan is the Taoist name of the rough male cultivator.

"Hey, I said Ruoguang, since you advanced to the True God Stage, your speech has become more and more stylish, and you will hurt me from time to time." Ji Yu said in a muffled voice.

Xu Ruoguang said lightly: "I used to be like this, but your mentality has changed."

Behind them, there was a woman, also a ghost cultivator, with a very bright appearance. She always followed the people in front of her. Judging from her appearance, she didn't know the people in front of her, and didn't know whether she was following them or whether she was going to that direction.

Gu Xiu asked Peng Chang to fight for the three of them, including Difeng and Xiaoban, to stop attacking. Xiaoban and Difeng naturally obeyed their master's orders unconditionally. After Gu Xiu advanced to the Sanshen Period, Difeng had already collected Difeng into a spirit beast.

As for Peng Chang, Lin, Wen and Yan Yuheng, the other two, because they had established mutual trust among their companions along the way, they felt strange and were worried that once they stopped attacking, they would be injured by the ghost cultivator. The three of them stopped without hesitation.

They not only trusted but also respected Gu Xiu, especially after passing through the sea of ​​swords and fires in front of them.

"Huh...yeah... go quickly,... go quickly... don't come here... My soul is very weak, and it won't help you if you eat it, and... it's not delicious!"

After stopping the attack, Yan Yuheng was excited to drive away the ghosts as he saw the ghost cultivators surrounded without any obstacles.

"Junior Sister Gu?" Peng Chang looked at Gu Xiu in confusion.

Gu Xiu was observing the ghost cultivators with all his attention and explained to the other three: "Since Wangchuan, we have never seen other soul bodies again, let alone ghost cultivators, so where did so many ghost cultivators come from?"

"Maybe... maybe they came earlier than us, so we naturally couldn't see them." Yan Yuheng took the time to answer Gu Xiu's question.

Lin Wenjue's Yan Yuheng's answer is quite reasonable.

"But we all think this is the fifth tribulation. Could it be that these ghost cultivators have been waiting here to form the fifth tribulation?" Gu Xiu asked again.

"It should not be possible." Peng Chang argued.

Lin Wen also said: "These ghost cultivators are not right. We obviously beat them to pieces, but in the blink of an eye, they are back to their original state. If we ghost cultivators have this ability, there is no place for other monks to gain foothold."

"You want to have this ability..." After a few words, Yan Yuheng couldn't help but start to argue, "Hey... hey... they are here, Senior Gu, aren't you still attacking?"

Before he finished speaking, he began to scream again. It turned out that the ghost cultivators were about to approach him. They either held a ghost fork, a soul banner, or a ghost claw in their hands, and all of them were heading towards Yan Yuheng's face.

Although the situation of Gu Xiu and the other three was slightly better than Yan Yuheng, it was because they fought harder before, and the ghost cultivators slowly approached, but because they stopped attacking, the ghost cultivators were getting closer and closer to the three.

Hearing Yan Yuheng’s question, Gu Xiu said calmly: “Don’t take action for the time being, see what will happen next. Fellow Daoist Yan, hold it down!”

"What will happen next?" Seeing that the ghost claw was about to reach into his face, Yan Yuheng was almost crying. "What else can happen next? I can already imagine that my body will be torn to pieces by them, and my soul will be divided up by them...ah..."

Accompanied by the last long and terrifying shout, the ghost claw closest to Yan Yuheng had already penetrated Yan Yuheng's body, and the bloody and bloody mess of Yan Yuheng's fear did not appear, but the ghost claw appeared on the back of Yan Yuheng's head.

In other words, the ghost claws penetrated Yan Yuheng's head, but did not cause any damage to Yan Yuheng.

"Oh, you are a loser, open your eyes and take a look!" Lin Wen seemed to understand the key points at this time.

Yan Yuheng opened his eyes tremblingly and faced the owner of the ghost claw. A ghost cultivator with a dry face and a sensual spirit. The ghost cultivator had a pair of empty eyes, and was staring at him without a moment, as if he could swallow him into his stomach in the next moment, "Ah..."

A louder terrifying cry than before almost spread throughout the Netherworld. At the same time, with a "bang", Yan Yuheng closed his eyes tightly and fainted in horror.

"It's useless. If it weren't for us, he would have died eight hundred times." Lin Wen muttered, and walked over to help Yan Yuheng up.

As Lin Wen walked around, the ghost cultivators did not stop attacking, but Lin Wen did not even give them a glance. Because of this, the attacks were useless to her.

The scream before Yan Yuheng fainted reached the Sixth Underworld Tribulation, and Ji Yu, who had just passed the Sixth Underworld Tribulation, took advantage of the Sixth Underworld Tribulation to slim his ears and muttered: "The people coming from behind have good voices, and men and women take turns practicing their throats."

Xu Ruoguang thought of the female voice he heard before. Although it changed a little, he could still hear a slight sense of familiarity.
Chapter completed!