Ye Wuzong's courage made Ji Wushang very excited.

Without hesitation, he sat cross-legged.

A ghost lotus formed by a ghost cyclone condensed under Ji Wushang. He sat cross-legged in the void, and his hands formed seals at an extremely strange speed, and began to use the ghost gate Zhoutian Gong!

The "Ghost Lotus" he was sitting cross-legged suddenly rotated and undulating circles of ghost energy wafted outwards. Although the evil energy was so strong, it looked very beautiful!

Gradually, the thunder and Xuan spiritual energy densely spread in the thunder pool also turned into strands of form and gathered towards him!

Boom-kaka-!

Ji Wushang closed his eyes, and thick electric pythons were shuttled around him.

"Ji Wushang and Wuzhi Brother are absorbing and refining the spiritual energy in the thunder pool?"

Not far away, Bai Zhiyao and Ye Qingyun were stunned.

The thunderous and violent thunder pool was extremely terrifying. They couldn't even imagine meditating and practicing in it.

At this moment, they realized the talent gap between them and these two!

Bai Zhiyao and Ye Qingyun could move at this time, but no one dared to approach the Thunder Pool rashly.

After all, Ye Wuzong didn't need their two helpers at all.

About half a stick of incense has passed.

Ji Wushang, whose eyes were slightly closed, suddenly frowned, and felt that the Lei Xuan spiritual energy that was absorbing into his body was beginning to be blocked!

Ji Wushang suddenly opened his eyes.

The thunder exploded, split into wisps of electric pythons, left by his side, and entered Ye Wujin in one after another!

"I used the Ghost Sect Magic - the Ghost Sucking Skill, but my speed was twice as slow as him!"

Ji Wushu was heartbroken.

Zhou Tiangong best shows a person's talent.

Ji Wushang originally thought that Ye Wujin was older than him, practiced earlier, and had more trump cards, so he had better combat power.

Now it seems that it is not just a combat power, but also a talent that is not an opponent of this person!

"Disconcilable!" Ji Wushang gritted his teeth and made some decision. Suddenly, the purple bell in his ears shaking gently, and the pleasant sound of the wind chime was emitted again.

To operate the Celestial Power, you need to enter a very deep state of entering into a state of meditation. The more stable the flow of mind, the faster the practice speed.

Obviously, Ye Wuzong entered this state and completely ignored him.

So Ji Wushang planned to use the magic method of the Ghost Sect.

The purple earring bell in the ear, called Yinpo bell, is a ground-level spiritual weapon, which Ji Wushang generally will not use.

But now, you can't move anymore.

Ye Wuzong is so awesome.

The sound of wind chimes is chaotic, and when ordinary people are disturbed, they will fall into a certain hell world in the Ghost Gate. All they see are tragic scenes of corpses, blood, human bones, and living people, tortured and tortured by blood.

These pictures lingered in Ye Wujin's mind at the same time.

Most people will be frightened to the ground and those who are timid will be frightened to death.

Ye Wuzong was indifferent, sat cross-legged quietly, closed his eyes and said lightly: "After all, he is a junior. He uses this kind of trick to scare people, but what's the use of being a side-by-side?"

When the bell sounded, Ye Qingyun and Bai Zhiyao were also hit.

The two stepped back.

Ye Qingyun was getting better, with a serious look on his face, and he was breathing rapidly as he looked at the bloody scene like hell on earth.

Bai Zhiyao's condition was worse. Her flesh and blood were everywhere, and she looked pale and almost fainted.

Ye Qingyun had quick eyes and quick hands, and reached out to support him: "Still the mind, this should be an illusion!"

Ji Wushang's level of illusion is above them.

Bai Zhiyao could only hold on for a while and do her best to calm her mind.

But the shocking pictures around them and the stench that came to their faces always stimulated their nerves.

And just when both of them couldn't hold on.

A loud shout like a loud sound suddenly came!

"scold!"

All the horror scenes in front of you collapsed.

Ye Qingyun and Bai Zhiyao returned to reality. In front of him, there was still thunder roaring wantonly, and Ye Wuzong and Ji Wushang were suspended in the air.

"call!"

The two knelt on the ground, their faces pale, and gasped.

"you!"

Ji Wushen's slightly angry voice sounded.

He had already spitted blood and wet his front bra.

Ye Wuzong's thunder that was dominating the world just now shocked him and vomited blood.

Damn, he can even crack the magic of the ghost!

Next, Ji Wushang was completely desperate.

I saw that the origin of the Yang Xuan Lei suddenly jumped out from the center of the thunder pool.

Ye Wuzong turned over and stood up, holding the "Nine Prison Sword" in his hand, and came to the front of Lei Xuan's origin.

What is shocking is that Ye Wujin's body surface flickered, gradually absorbing the origin of thunder.

"Success?"

"So, so fast?"

Bai Zhiyao and Ye Qingyun were stunned again.

Until the thunder ball penetrated into Ye Wujin's chest, Ji Wushang had not reacted.

After recovering, the origin of Yang Xuan Lei had disappeared.

"You swallowed it..."

The ghost lotus disappeared, Ji Wushang landed on the ground, and the thunder pool was surrounded by the dead silence.

"Otherwise?" Ye Wuzong snorted coldly, wondering why the other party asked such a stupid question!

"Who are you?!" Ji Wushang finally couldn't hold it in.

Ye Wujin glanced at him and said, "You are not worthy of knowing now."

After devouring the origin of thunder, Ye Wuzong didn't feel any discomfort, but he was unable to refine it for the time being.

To break the realm, a quiet environment is needed.

Bai Zhiyao and Ye Qingyun realized something, and their bodies flew out one after another, and went to Ye Wuzong's left and right sides, staring at Ji Wushang with vigilance.

"Cover!" Ye Wuzong waved his hand, and the Yinsha Coffin he arranged in advance above the rock wall on the side, flew and landed in front of him.

boom--!

Hit heavily on the ground.

"This is..." Ji Wushang looked at the gilded pattern on the surface of the Yinsha coffin, as if he was stunned!

"Before you take action to fight for the origin of Yang Xuan Lei, no matter what strategy you use, you can't do anything to us."

Ye Wuzong gave an objective statement.

Ji Wushang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, he looked up suddenly, his eyes burning a lot.

Ye Wuzong was stunned and frowned: "..."

Ji Wushang said: "Ye Wuzong, help me kill someone!"

When Bai Zhiyao and Ye Qingyun heard this, their eyes were stunned.

"Kill someone? What nonsense are you talking about?"

Ye Wujin said funny.

Ji Wushen said coldly: "You are qualified to be my opponent and you are also qualified to ask me for help!"

Bai Zhiyao, Ye Qingyun: “…”

Too wonderful.

This Ji Wushang's face is so thick!

Ye Wuzong did not answer, clasped the Nine Prison Sword tightly, considering whether to kill this kid.

Ji Wushang suddenly said, "Mu Feiling and Shen Qingyue from Yunlan Academy, ask me to take your life, but those two people can't even catch my eyes!"

Ye Wuzong asked, "Where are they?"

"I went into the deep area first and was waiting for my good news." Ji Wushen said.

He said again: "You have practiced the ghost technique! You are a very suitable candidate. As long as you kill her, I can temporarily obey you!"

Bai Zhiyao whispered: "Young Master Ye, this person is the strongest nightmare disciple of the Ghost Sect. He has ruthless methods and ulterior motives. Don't..."

"Who to kill?"

Ye Wuzong asked.

"Murong Hanyou from the Ghost Sect!"
Chapter completed!