"Do you have any objection?"

Murong Hanyou asked in a cold voice.

Ye Wujiang looked at her and said, "Is this a trial move, or is it a part of the ghost sect's general worship ceremony?"

"What's the difference?"

Murong Han frowned.

Ye Wuzong said calmly: "If the disciple wins, the sacrifices from the clan house will belong to me."

"It's shameless to say that...if you can really defeat the Ghost Spider, you can make whatever conditions you want."

Murong Hanyou smiled and said: "Of course, if there is anyone else who can prove your identity, you can also bring it forward."

Ji Wushang snorted coldly from the side, cursing in his heart: "This kid can't get away with it, right? Apart from him being able to help and cover, who else can prove that this kid is a disciple of the ghost sect?"

"I can prove it."

A cold voice suddenly came from the crowd.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a black robe strolling out.

"Elder Guitian?"

Everyone was stunned.

Elder Guigu looked at Guitian and asked, "Guitian, is he yours?"

Guitian nodded: "That's right."

Guitian general Ye Wujiang told everyone about the scene of massacring the disciples of the clan house and Yantian sect in the Starry Night Plain.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this.

The disciples of the Zongshi Mansion were at a loss.

Massacre the disciples of the clan house and Yantian Sect?

On the Starry Night Plain, if Ye Wuzong hadn't stopped the massacre of the four ghost-level disciples, they would have been completely wiped out.

Why is it now said that he is massacring his colleagues?

Ye Wujiang looked at Guitian and frowned slightly.

This elder is a little strange...

"Since he is a member of Elder Guitian, I don't doubt him, but... Sister Guizhu also wants to use the disciples of the clan as sacrifices to inherit the Dharma Body of the Ghost King. Their battle is inevitable."

Murong Han said quietly.

Factions and power struggles are not uncommon.

What about the people trained by Guitian?

If you want high-level sacrifices, you must naturally get them through killing!

Elder Guitian looked at Ye Wujiang and said, "Is it okay?"

Ye Wuzong nodded lightly: "Okay."

At this moment, the battlefield turned into Ye Wujiang's personal show again.

However, Ye Wujiang had three thoughts in his mind at this time.

First, the moment Ye Wujiang took off his mask, he observed everyone around him, but found no abnormal movement of Fan Feishen.

Fan Feishen has been reluctant to show up for a long time. The reason is probably because he is afraid that he will ruin his important affairs.

After all, Ye Wuxing had the means to avoid and even restrain him.

Second, as far as he knew, the awakening of the Ghost King's dharma body would require the burial of tens of thousands of people.

The stronger the sacrifice, the higher the level of the blood soul, the stronger the summoned dharma body inheritance will be!

Ye Wuzong felt that the people buried together in the Sky Burial Mountain this time were probably not just prisoners of war!

third.

Is Guitian the elder of the Gui Sect?

Has Ye Qing really lost his mind?

What is their purpose of staying here?

Without an answer for the time being, he could only choose to wait and see.

At this time.

The ghost spider walked up to Ye Wuxing and pulled hard towards the void on both sides with its slender jade fingers.

Silver threads shot out from the ground, leaving fine traces on the earthy brown surface!

Spider web shape, all around, like a prison!

This silk thread is condensed with strong true energy, whether it is a spiritual weapon or something derived from the blood soul, it seems to be able to cut everything!

"You really dare to fight me?"

Ghost Spider looked at Ye Wujing, wondering why the other party could always act so calm.

Ye Wuxing didn't draw his sword and was using his bare hands.

"See these threads in my hand?"

The ghost spider suddenly smiled, as if it had discovered its prey, and a smile appeared on everyone's cheeks.

"In the center of the spider's nest, there are no eggs. The prey will be stuck there, and the poisonous spider will walk towards it step by step until the look on its face becomes more and more desperate..."

Tear-!

The ghost spider's light fingertips swayed flexibly, and the silver strands it pulled were like a mad knife slashing randomly on the ground, causing extremely powerful destructive power!

"You are my prey now!"

The smile on the ghost spider's face gradually turned terrifying.

"The Ghost Spider is different from the Red Eye. Even if Ji Wushang faces her, he must be prepared. If this disciple cannot display his secret skill, it will prove that he is a spy who has sneaked into the Ghost Sect. Elder Guigu, at that time, you

You should know how to do it!" Seeing that the situation was about to unfold, Murong Hanyou said to the elder Guigu beside him.

Elder Guigu nodded silently.

If Ye Wuxing is really a fake, then one of the sixteen celestial burial pits that awakened the Ghost King's dharma body is the burial place of Ye Wuxing.

Boo hoo hoo——!

Silver threads shattered in the air, and as they fluttered, cicada wings passed by like sharp blades, giving people a creepy and uncomfortable feeling!

This kind of attack method is too vicious, and it has gone beyond the dullness of normal martial arts, where fists and feet compete, and swords and swords stalemate!

Even though he is a fighting madman like Ye Liufeng, he is still unwilling to fight against a ghost genius like Guizhu!

Silk threads suddenly sprang out from the ground around Ye Wuzheng's feet. The next moment, they tightened his body and even tied his arms!

The silk thread was extremely tough, cutting Ye Wuji's arms, chest, and clothes to pieces, revealing shocking blood stains!

The ghost spider smiled evilly: "The prey at the center of the spider web often doesn't react, and its head is missing..."

"Did you know that I have killed several nightmare-level disciples with the silk conceived by the Thousand Silk Ghost Spider?"

"You are not the first, and you will not be the last!"

"It's too late to beg for mercy now...otherwise, your bones will be chopped into pieces by the spider silk!"

Her voice is like a ghost and her voice is like a demon.

It’s like he has firmly controlled Ye Wuji’s life and even the way he died!

Everyone was horrified to see it!

"Master Ye, why don't you draw your sword yet..." Bai Zhiyao was extremely anxious.

She was about to draw her sword and cut off the silver thread.

But I heard Ye Wujiang suddenly say: "Yin Sha..."

His arms, chest, abdomen, and legs were surrounded by gray cyclones of sudden life and death!

A sudden rush outward!

Boom-!

The spiderweb-like silver threads are shattered!

Just like Ye Wujie shook it open with force!

"The evil spirit?"

Elder Guigu said in shock.

The next moment, an iron sword suddenly appeared in Ye Wuzong's hand.

He did not choose to use the Blood Lin Sword.
To be continued...