Yinhun Valley, the territory of the Ghost Sect.

Ruan Xiaofeng was holding the soul-raising house and wandering around the desolate graves, looking for ghosts and preparing to sacrifice to his ghost guards.

He is a disciple of Luogu Peak. He has been out for ten years. From his cultivation level at the eighth level of the Spiritual Realm, he has experienced life and death training in various places, and finally broke through to the early stage of the Spiritual Realm. A few days ago, Fang Rongyao returned.

As soon as he obtained the "Ghost Control Technique", he couldn't wait to practice and first practice some basic methods. Tonight, he came to the Yinhun Valley and prepared to see the ghosts he had longed for.

"There are many wild ghosts, and I have seen one of them, but it is really hard to find a ghost."

Ruan Xiaofeng gradually walked into the dilapidated grave, with the wind whistling everywhere and ghosts everywhere, but there was no high-quality ghost.

He shook his head, but was not discouraged and continued to search forward.

"Swish!"

As soon as he reached a grave, two figures suddenly jumped out from behind, and then a sword light shot towards his eyebrows.

Ruan Xiaofeng was shocked, but he was not panicked. Ten years of life and death experiences made him develop a calm temperament. He turned slightly, avoided the sword, quickly sacrificed a stone seal from his hand, and smashed the two figures with a bang.

The two figures were not afraid at all, especially one of the man with a yellow face and a slightly fat body. He stepped forward and slapped the stone seal directly. The stone seal, which seemed to be mini, was actually weighing ten thousand pounds, suddenly trembled slightly by him and flew backwards.

"Mid-stage of the spiritual realm!"

Ruan Xiaofeng's pupils shrank, took the stone seal, avoided the flying sword light again, and said in surprise: "You are disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect, how dare you come to my territory of the Ghost Sect?"

When the two of them heard this, they immediately smiled sinisterly. Another thin man grinned and said, "So what about Yugui Sect? Today, we are here to kill you Yugui Sect disciples!"

"Yes, boy, I advise you to hand over the treasures on your body and then break them on your own, so as not to let your body disappear in a while and your souls disappear!" The slightly fat man looked at him contemptuously, threatened, and then gestured to his companion to block his way.

The thin man understood, and he strode directly behind Ruan Xiaofeng, then sacrificed a flying sword to guard the retreat.

Ruan Xiaofeng's face changed slightly, and he sacrificed a stone seal, suspended it above his head, shouting: "You two are so forced to each other, aren't you afraid that my disciples of the Ghost Sect will come to encircle you!"

The slightly fat man laughed mockingly and said, "Of course I'm afraid, but at this time, I'm afraid no one will come to save you."

Then, he opened his hands and a purple whip suddenly appeared, and then said to the thin man: "Junior Brother Zhang, fight quickly, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time!"

The thin man smiled gloomy and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Jiang, you are in front of me and me, just a mere early stage of the spiritual realm, you can get it!"

The two looked at each other, suddenly shouted loudly, and took action together. The iron whip flew up and pulled towards Ruan Xiaofeng head-on! The cold light of the spiritual sword slashed directly from the back of his head!

Seeing that there was no way to escape, Ruan Xiaofeng showed a ruthless look in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and his magic power surged. He made several magic tricks at the stone seal above his head, muttering words. The stone seal suddenly increased and rotated around him continuously. At the same time, a yellowish light instantly enveloped him.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

He whipped and slashed hard on the yellow light shield at the same time. Although it made it tremble continuously, it did not break it.

"Huh? You are a little powerful guy in the early stage of the spiritual realm."

The slightly fat man was slightly surprised, but he was not panicked. He stepped forward and whipped him hard again, and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, you can rush for me, block the way out and don't let him escape. I'll crush him in person!"

The thin man looked at the uncommon stone seal on Ruan Xiaofeng's head, and his eyes showed covetous expression. When he heard the order, he immediately nodded and responded: "Senior Brother Jiang takes action, I will guard here, and I will not dare to escape."

"Bang!"

The second whip, with a little purple light, whipped on the yellow light shield again. The light shield suddenly shook and couldn't hold on. Ruan Xiaofeng inside opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood, his face becoming extremely ugly.

"Are I really going to die here today? I have gone through hardships and deaths, breaking through the spiritual realm, and just came back to practice "Ghost Control" in a hurry, but I didn't expect to encounter this disaster. Oh God, why do you treat me like this!"

Seeing the slightly fat man with a sarcastic look on his face gradually approaching with a purple whip in his hand, Ruan Xiaofeng felt extremely hatred and a look of despair appeared in his eyes.

Although he has magic weapons on his body, how can he be the opponent of this mid-stage cultivator in the spiritual realm? He is unwilling and extremely unwilling to accept it!

"Hehe, boy, be aware! Under my soul-chasing whip, your disciples in the Ghost Reward Sect's spiritual realm are all scumbags!"

The slightly fat man smiled sarcastically, raised the long whip in his hand, and whipped it again.

"Bang!"

Ruan Xiaofeng's magic power trembled, and it was directly scattered by the spirit whip. The stone seal on his head also burst out and trembled. The yellow light shield even broke open with a "pop".

"Wow!" Ruan Xiaofeng spit out a mouthful of blood again, his eyes flashed, and he fell to the ground in a mess and almost fainted.

"I'm not willing! I'm not willing!" As death gets closer, his eyes are filled with deep hatred and unwillingness. He finally broke through the agile realm and prepared to come back to get a reward to continue practicing, but unexpectedly he will die here tonight.

He was full of sorrow and gritted his teeth and cursed.

"Hey, you are unwilling to accept it, so what?" The slightly fat man walked up to him, laughed sarcastically, raised the spirit whip in his hand, and whipped it hard towards him, and said viciously, "If you die, you will die, you will talk a lot!"

"Buzz--"

Just as Ruan Xiaofeng's heart was filled with despair and was about to close his eyes and die, a golden light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, as fast as lightning, as bright as a meteor!

"Swish--" The spirit whip did not twitch his head, but suddenly broke in half and fell to the ground.

Not only was Ruan Xiaofeng stunned, but the two men in the Heavenly Demon Sect were also slightly stunned. Then the three of them looked at the huge rock beside a tomb.

Suddenly, behind the rock, a young man in black slowly walked out. In his hand, there was a golden scimitar shining brightly, trembling continuously.

"It's him!"

Fang Yi saw the boy's appearance clearly. The two men from the Tianmo Sect who were still extremely arrogant just now suddenly changed their faces, their bodies trembled, and their eyes were as frightened as if they saw an ancient giant beast.

"Run!" The slightly fat man suddenly shouted in horror, without any hesitation, no longer cared about the junior brother Zhang behind him, suddenly activated the most powerful effect of the broken whip in his hand, and threw it hard at Yang Que. Then he moved his feet, circulated all his magic power, turned around and ran away with all his might!

"Buzz!"

Yang Que's eyes turned cold, the scorching sun in his hand moved, and a golden thread flashed out, instantly cutting off the purple whip that was flying quickly, and then there was no stop. It was like a meteor rushing to the moon, directly passing through the slightly fat man's body that was vanishing away and disappeared.

"boom!"

A bloody sunset suddenly rose in the dark night, with bright light and dazzling!

In the horrified eyes of Ruan Xiaofeng and the thin man who had sacrificed his magic weapon before he could escape, the body of the slightly fat man who had escaped far suddenly broke into two halves!

Due to inertia, the two halves of the corpse rushed far away again, and Fang fell to the ground with blood bursting out!

"Ga!" The two of them opened their mouths, their eyes widened, and their throats made a sound that seemed inhuman, and their faces were instantly dull.

Yang Que's eyes were cold, and the sun in his hands was as bloody as his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on the thin man again.

"Plop!"

The thin man's legs became weak and he fell to the ground. After seeing Yang Que's power with his own eyes, he was not even distracted from escaping. He felt the murderous intent on the scimitar, and he was even scared to death.

"Are you a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect?" Yang Que's face turned cold as ice.

The thin man Fang Yi looked at him with cold cold eyes and his whole body trembled, and he was so shocked that he was scattered. He kowtowed and begged: "Senior, please spare my life, please spare my dog's life..."

A touch of viciousness appeared on the corner of Yang Que's mouth, saying word by word: "Everyone from the Heavenly Demon Sect deserves to die!"

As soon as the word "death" came out, blood flashed. The thin man kneeled on the ground and kowtowed continuously suddenly flew up, and his head was different!

A fierce light flashed in Yang Que's eyes, he was silent for a few breaths, turned around, and continued to walk towards the Yinhun Valley.

Although Ruan Xiaofeng on the side was afraid, he suddenly moved his heart after seeing the sun and his way of killing the mid-stage cultivator in the Lingying Realm, and his eyes lit up. He remembered the recent famous young monster that many senior brothers and sisters talked about when he returned to the sect that day, Yang Que, who was absolutely overlord below the Jade God Realm, and Wuquefeng!

Yes! This person must be him!

Thinking of this, Ruan Xiaofeng struggled to stand up, hesitated for a moment, and still plucked up his courage and shouted excitedly: "This senior brother, are you... you are the Yang... Senior brother Yang of Wuquefeng?"

Yang Que's eyes were cold and his steps stopped for a moment. He did not look back, nodded slightly and said, "Yes."

Then, without saying anything, the sun in my hand flickered and gradually melted into the distant dark night.

"It's him!"
Chapter completed!