A sparkling green storage ring fell to the ground, very conspicuous.

Ma Yunbiao's face was filled with joy, and he grabbed the cyan storage ring on the ground with his right hand. At this moment, a black light lit up above his head, and a ghost claw as black as ink appeared out of thin air. The ghost claw emitted an astonishing light.

The fluctuation of spiritual energy is obviously a spiritual treasure that reaches the sky.

Ma Yunbiao reacted quickly, waving the long black stick in his hand and hitting the ghost claw.

There was a muffled "clang" sound, and the black ghost claws flew out.

A burst of shrill ghostly cries sounded. Ma Yunbiao's head sank and his whole body became weak. He sensed something flying towards him and quickly rolled to the ground. He felt his right arm was pricked by a needle.

No one noticed that the blue storage ring had disappeared.

A graceful young woman in a black dress walked out of the cave. Her skin was as white as snow, her facial features were gorgeous, and her plump breasts seemed to be about to burst out of her clothes.

Judging from the fluctuations in his mana, he is clearly a monk in the middle stage of Void Refining.

Ma Yunbiao was horrified to find that his right arm had become stiff. Apparently, he had been poisoned by a strange poison.

He waved the long black stick, transformed into numerous stick shadows, and hit the young woman in black skirt.

At the same time, the gravel and fallen leaves on the ground were blown up by the strong wind, turned into flying swords, and went straight towards the young woman in black skirt.

The young woman in the black dress opened her mouth, and a flag with shining black light flew out. There were a lot of ferocious faces on the flag, and it emitted astonishing fluctuations of spiritual energy. It was a low-grade spiritual treasure that reached the sky.

The black flags circled around her, and a gray wind emerged, protecting the young woman in the black dress.

After the loud rumbling noise, air waves billowed and smoke filled the sky.

The air wave dissipated, and Wang Qingshan, Lan Fukong and Ma Yunbiao had appeared in the distant sky. Lan Fukong stayed with Wang Qingshan, and the other god-transformation monks fled in all directions.

"You go after those transformed gods, and I'll kill Ma Yunbiao."

After saying this, the young woman in black skirt put away the black flag, turned into a black escaping light and chased after him. A faint blood-colored ghost flew towards the god-transformation monk, and soon there was a burst of miserable screams from men and women.

Wang Qingshan and Lan Fukong stood on the Qianguang Shadow Shuttle, and from time to time there were pitiful screams behind them.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, hurry up."

Lan Fukong urged, his tone anxious.

A miserable woman's cry rang out. Wang Qingshan and Lan Fukong felt their bodies soften, and there were ripples in the void above their heads. A huge bloody ghost claw appeared out of thin air and struck at them.

Before the bloody ghost claw fell, an extremely fishy smell of blood hit his face.

Two rays of yellow light suddenly shot out from the ground, hitting the bloody ghost claw, and the falling speed of the bloody ghost claw stagnated.

Taking this opportunity, the Qianguang Shadow Shuttle's light surged, and the Bloody Ghost Claw shot empty.

A biting wind blew by, and a beautiful female ghost in blood suddenly blocked their way.

The blood-clothed female ghost's eyes are blood red, there are some blood lines on her face, and her body exudes amazing fluctuations of Yin Qi. She is clearly a ghost in the Void Refining Stage.

Wang Qingshan pinched the secret, and the Qianguang Shadow Shuttle quickly landed on a peak covered with black weeds.

"Sword cultivator! What I hate most in my life is sword cultivator. Are you going to commit suicide, or do you want me to do it?"

The female ghost in blood said coldly, her eyes fixed on Wang Qingshan.

"Senior, you don't remember the faults of villains, just treat us as nothings and let us go!"

Lan Fukong's legs went weak and he knelt down, begging bitterly.

The female ghost in blood had obviously never met someone like Lan Fukong. After hearing this, she smiled.

"If you kill him, I can let you go."

The female ghost in blood sneered.

Wang Qingshan made a seal with his right hand, and a large amount of black grass was uprooted, transformed into flying swords, and went straight towards the female ghost in blood. The amount was so large that it made people's scalp numb just by looking at it.

The blood-clothed female ghost flicked her sleeves, and a gloomy wind blew by, and she stepped forward to meet him.

There was a loud rumbling noise, billowing air waves, and all the flying swords collapsed.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and the female ghost in blood suddenly appeared behind Wang Qingshan and Lan Fukong. A pair of blood-red ghost claws went straight towards Wang Qingshan and Lan Fukong.

There is only one word difference between ghost cultivator and ghost thing, but there is a big difference in supernatural powers. Ghost cultivator is a monk who practices ghost way. He has his own magic weapon and has more attack methods. Ghost cultivator is a ghost and has different shapes and rarely has his own treasures and attack methods.

not much.

A burst of dazzling yellow light suddenly lit up on the ground, and two yellow lights flew out, heading straight for the blood-clothed female ghost. The blood-clothed female ghost did not dare to confront her head-on. She swayed and disappeared in a gust of wind.

Wang Qingshan roared loudly, and on a slope more than a hundred miles away, a female ghost in blood suddenly appeared and let out a shrill scream.

The blue light flashed, and a flashing blue bead suddenly appeared on the head of the blood-clothed female ghost. There were countless blue arcs flashing on the surface of the blue bead. The heavy water thunder bead was a heavy treasure refined by Wang Changsheng. Wang Qingshan got a

pellets.

After the rumble of thunder, the heavy water thunder bead exploded and turned into a huge blue thunder light, flooding the area for hundreds of miles.

With a pinch of Wang Qingshan's secret, the Qianguang Shadow Shuttle's spiritual light surged and it flew high into the sky.

They had just flown more than a hundred miles when a harsh sound broke through the air from behind.

Wang Qingshan noticed something, pinched the magic formula, and nine green glass swords flew out from the sword box, and instantly merged into one, turning into a giant sword that reached the sky and slashed towards a black light.

With a "clang" sound, the black light was chopped into pieces.

A blood-colored ghost claw appeared out of thin air and grabbed at them. Wang Qingshan and Lan Fukong quickly avoided it, but their shoulders were still hit by the ghost claw. Lan Fukong's shoulders had several terrifying blood marks, and bones could be faintly seen.

Wang Qingshan was safe and sound, with a gleaming inner armor vaguely visible.

The blood-clothed female ghost flew in from a distance, her body looming. She was obviously severely injured. She was hit by a heavy water thunder bead. Even if she drained the essence and blood of the two Void Refining monks, she could not make up for it. She hated Wang Qingshan.

Wang Qingshan must be killed.

Wang Qingshan pinched his sword skills, and the blue light on his body radiated. He merged with the giant sword and went straight towards the blood-clothed female ghost.

Lan Fukong did not run away. The green whisk in his hand shook slightly, and with a "chichi" sound in the air, a large number of green silk threads flew out and went straight towards the blood-clothed female ghost.

The female ghost in blood opened her mouth and spat out a stream of blood-colored will-o'-the-wisp fire, struck it at the giant sword, and disappeared into a gust of sinister wind.

The giant sword of the sky collided with the bloody will-o'-the-wisp, and the speed slowed down. But soon, a green flame emerged from the giant sword of the sky, and the blood-red will-o'-the-wisp was dispersed.

Lan Fukong thought of something and his face turned pale.

A gust of sinister wind blew by, and the female ghost in blood suddenly appeared behind him, with a vicious look in her eyes.

"You monster, don't hurt anyone."

A cold female voice suddenly came from the sky. As soon as she finished speaking, a green light suddenly lit up above the blood-clothed female ghost's head, and a string of cyan beads suddenly appeared above the blood-clothed female ghost's head.

The green Buddha beads swelled up instantly and were wrapped around the body of the blood-clothed female ghost. Along with the sound of Sanskrit sounds, the blood-clothed female ghost let out a series of pitiful screams, and the blood on her body shone brightly, but it was of no use.

Countless Buddhist runes emerged from the blue beads, and bursts of green smoke appeared from the body of the female ghost in blood, her aura getting weaker and weaker.

A sky-high sword shot out and pierced her body.

After the blood-clothed female ghost let out a scream of extreme pain, she turned into a black ball and fell to the ground.

A green rainbow flew from a distance. Not long after, the blue rainbow stopped in the sky above Lan Fukong. It was a nun with a face as smooth as jade. The nun had long hair shawl and a blue monk's robe fluttering in the wind.

"Master Yuyin, why are you here?"
Chapter completed!