They showed ferocious expressions and scattered in all directions.

Some even boldly approached Mo Junxie.

But the green light emanating from Qinglong's body caused those ghosts to disappear before they even got close.

The terrifying screams made Ye Zhikuang, who was getting closer and closer to him, turn around suddenly.

In the dark night without any stars, there is a slightly dazzling blue light.

The light shone directly around her, bringing her light.

She stared blankly at the huge green dragon.

The dragon's eyes are bright glass-colored pupils that are the color of translucent green gems.

Long's expression was full of worry and anxiety.

The dragon's horns extended infinitely, instantly penetrating the ghostly bodies flying towards Ye Zhikuang, trying to tear him to death.

"Ah..." The ghost's shrill screams rang out again and again.

When the green dragon was approaching her, it suddenly changed its flight direction and flew towards the black clouds, also hovering in her sky.

Bursts of green light shot out from Qinglong's body.

The countless ghosts and ghosts were blown off by the light and their arms and limbs were broken, or their souls were turned into gray smoke.

Nie Jing and Baili Xuanfeng, who had arrived not far from Ye Zhikuang, both looked at the green dragon hovering above Ye Zhikuang's head in shock.

The legend of Qinglong is limited to the fairy world.

Legend has it that those mythical beasts have transformed into immortal bodies and are ranked among the highest ranks.

At this moment, the Qinglong that appears in front of them, don't tell them, it is an immortal! It is an immortal! It is an immortal!

"Kuan Kuang!" Nie Jing's call brought Ye Zhi Kuang back to his senses.

"Be careful!" Qinglong's claws pressed Ye Zhikuang's body into the clouds.

Its entire huge body pressed against Ye Zhikuang's body, protecting her with its green dragon body.

The dragon's whiskers were flying wantonly in the air, and the green light was so cold that the ghosts stopped and dared not move forward.

Ye Zhikuang put his hands on the ground, raised his head, and looked at the ghosts with ferocious faces.

But the way she was lying down at this moment was not good-looking at all. She gritted her teeth, turned around and glared at Mo Junxie angrily, and then said angrily: "Mo Junxie, let go of your paws on me."

Seeing her angry yet mischievous expression, he laughed softly.

"Who asked you to come in?" Qinglong lowered his head, sniffed her body, and then slowly got off her body.

In an instant, the huge green dragon's body gradually transformed into a human body.

The handsome young man in white, with black hair flying freely in the air, and the white robe fluttering with the cold wind of wild silk.

The handsome man held a cyan silver whip in his hand, which was also made from the dragon's whiskers of his body.

The silver whip was thrown towards Nie Jing and Baili Xuanfeng.

It was divided into two groups.

"Then, the swords on your body cannot destroy these ghosts that have possessed Taoism for thousands of years. Next, what you have to face is...battle!"

There was domineering and coldness in his voice.

Seeing that both of them were fine, Ye Zhikuang smiled happily.

Seeing her beautiful smile, Baili Xuanfeng lowered his head and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Kuangkuang, if it weren't for my willfulness, you wouldn't have fallen into this danger for me."

"Baili, now is not the time to talk about this." Ye Zhikuang raised his hand and patted Baili Xuanfeng's shoulder, smiling softly.

Then, he turned back, raised his other hand, and reached out to Mo Junxie.

Mo Junxie raised his eyebrows and asked with a puzzled expression, "What for?"

"They have whips, why don't I?" Ye Zhikuang said seriously with raised eyebrows.

Mo Junxie touched his chin, and said softly: "Only two of my green beards have immortal power, the others..."
Chapter completed!