Su Bei held the innate spirit tree in his hand and immediately felt at ease.
"Young people are really discerning. Do you know that in order to get this thing, the old man almost lost his life." Seeing that Su Bei complied with his wishes, the old man's words became kind again and he pointed at the thing in Su Bei's hand.
Xiantian Lingmu said.
"Oh, then you don't know what this is?" Su Bei raised the innate spirit tree in his hand and asked curiously.
"I don't know, it was still half a year ago. The old man went deep into Mengshan Mountain just to collect real good medicinal materials, but he accidentally discovered a treasure under a cliff. The old man went down the cliff to see what happened, but
I was killed by a ferocious beast, and finally, in a thrilling moment, I got this thing." The old man recalled it and said slowly.
"However, after I took this thing back and put it away for half a year, no one cared about it, so I could only treat it as an ordinary thing."
"Haha, that's it." Su Bei sighed secretly. What does it mean to have eyes but no eyes? This is to have eyes but no eyes. But, on second thought, if someone really recognized it, the old man has been showing off for half a year, and it is still his turn.
Come to get this treasure?
"Haha, I'm leaving, kid." Su Bei smiled lightly and said to the old man calmly.
"It's good to go." The old man said calmly without raising his head.
"If you sacrifice your life to get it, you should be rewarded."
With a crash, a pile of top-quality spiritual crystals appeared in front of the old man. The old man was startled and looked up, seeing that Su Bei had already turned around and was about to leave.
The old man opened his mouth and was about to call Su Bei back when he heard a loud shout.
"Boy, put down what you are holding and I will spare your life."
Su Bei suddenly stopped, turned around slowly, and looked at the three black figures. With a move of his right hand, he put the innate spirit wood into his sleeve pocket.
"Hey, this world is really small." Su Bei's tone was extremely cold, and he rushed towards the three soul cultivators with an awe-inspiring murderous aura.
"So it's you!" The three of them gritted their teeth and glared at Su Bei.
It turned out that the three ghosts were anxiously looking for life-saving medicine for the third child, but they could not find anything useful for a long time. When they were frustrated, as soul cultivators, they felt a strong vitality at the same time. They were pursuing
Looking for a place that exuded vitality, I happened to see the innate spirit tree in Su Bei's hand.
So, the elder brother roared, asking Su Bei to hand over the innate spirit wood.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they see each other.
"Boy, you hurt my third brother, hand over that thing and I will spare your life." The elder brother said sternly.
"Red hair, green face, broken legs, shadowless, and four ghosts in the Mengshan Mountain." The old man's expression changed, and he immediately recognized the origin of the three black shadows and shouted loudly.
"Hmph, you were the one who called the four ghosts of Mengshan Mountain." The red-haired ghost shouted angrily upon hearing the old man's scream.
A black shadow surged out, and black mist surged, hitting the old man. It seemed that the red-haired ghost wanted to kill the old man with one blow.
"How dare you do this, Xiao Jin." When Su Bei saw it, he shouted angrily.
"Ang," Xiao Jin roared, poked his head out of Qiankun's sleeve pocket, and with a mouthful of fire, aimed at the red-haired ghost and struck the black mist toward the old man, burning it away.
When the red-haired ghost saw Xiao Jin's appearance, his eyes immediately burst into flames with hatred, but he didn't dare to use his sword lightly, and suddenly retracted the black mist. He let out a long roar, and immediately surrounded Jiangsu Bei, as if it had turned into a hell of ghosts, with a howling wind.
Three groups of black shadows suddenly exploded, turning into black mist that filled the sky. The black mist surged, completely blocking the lighting stones in mid-air, and it was pitch black below.
Jie Jie Jie...
A series of eerie laughter came, making people feel chilled when they heard it. Su Bei moved his body, passed a distance of more than ten feet, came to the old man's side, and said: "Old man, leave quickly."
"Oh." The old man was stunned, and then he didn't even want the stall. The table was still filled with a lot of top-grade spiritual crystals sent by Su Bei, and he turned around and ran away.
Su Bei looked at the old man's back, smiled bitterly, waved his sleeves, and swept all the things on the stall into Qiankun's sleeve pocket, thinking to himself that after the battle with these three ghosts was over, he would return it to the old man.
The battle between Su Bei and the Three Ghosts of Mengshan suddenly caused a commotion in the entire night market. Countless stall owners with low strength quickly packed up their stalls and fled for their lives. Only some people who thought they were powerful were still standing a little further away.
In some places, they watched the situation in the field.
No one in Qingfeng City has heard of the evil reputation of the Four Ghosts of Mengshan Mountain.
After drinking the old man away, Su Bei discovered that Zhao Jinyin was still standing there shivering, staring blankly and fearfully at the crazily surging black mist in the air.
"Hurry up and leave." Su Bei felt that the three ghosts were about to attack, and couldn't help but roared at Zhao Jinyin.
"But, sir..." Zhao Jinyin pointed at Su Bei and then at himself. He indicated that he was the one who brought Su Bei here. If Su Bei doesn't leave, then he won't leave either.
Su Bei was secretly surprised, this Zhao Jinyin was really an honest person. At the same time, the three ghosts with red hair, green face and shadowless people launched an attack.
Thousands of fierce ghosts, screaming eerily, rushed towards Su Bei, and Zhao Jinyin was obviously within the attack range.
"Let's go." Su Bei shouted angrily, moved his body, avoided countless evil ghosts, came to Zhao Jinyin, grabbed him, and threw him out without caring where Zhao Jinyin would hit him.
Bang, accompanied by Zhao Jinyin's pained groan. Su Bei secretly thought: If you can still hum, then you are not dead. If you are not dead, everything will be fine.
"Fight, Xiaojin." Su Bei shouted, and the Blade of Heaven was already in his hand.
The black mist could not hurt him. Only when the black mist turned into ghosts did it pose a threat to him. Therefore, Su Bei danced wildly with the Qiantian Blade in his hand, cutting the ghosts that came close to him into black mist one by one.
Xiaojin, on the other hand, stared at Heicai who was cut back to his original form by Su Bei, and kept spitting out fierce fire. The three ghosts were obviously very afraid of the flames spouted by Xiaojin. Every time Xiaojin's flames were about to burn into the black mist, the three ghosts
Then the black mist shrank back in an instant.
As a result, the two sides reached a deadlock. Su Bei killed countless fierce ghosts, and Xiao Jin drove away the black mist. The three ghosts continued to turn the black mist into fierce ghosts, surrounding Su Bei and attacking non-stop.
Haunted by fierce ghosts and devoured by fierce ghosts, the three great soul cultivators formed a mass of black mist. The black mist kept turning into fierce ghosts, surrounding Su Bei and launching fierce attacks.
Su Bei's movements were extremely fast, and the light of the sword was like lightning. The cloud pattern on the blade was brimming with Su Bei's wild dance, as if it was flowing rapidly. The black mist completely blocked the light emitted by the lighting stone, and it was pitch black below.
, As a result, no one saw the several-foot-long Dao Mang of the Qiantian Blade.
Of course, the three ghosts also couldn't see the several-foot-long Dao Mang, but every time they were swept by the Dao Mang, although it couldn't cause any harm to their bodies, it still frightened them.
When did such a powerful physical practitioner come to Qingfeng City? The three ghosts thought in horror, but they were even more afraid of Xiao Jin's unpredictable flames.
Often when they see a group of fierce ghosts about to surround Subei, Xiaojin spits out flames, and they are filled with hatred, but they have no choice but to get back in time.
"Brother, if you want to kill this kid, kill that pet first." The green-faced ghost screamed sharply.
The red-haired ghost groaned for a while and screamed in a long voice: "Then kill that snake and see what else that kid has to rely on."
"kill."
"Abyss Ghost Realm, Seizing Souls and Devouring Souls." Three long and cold voices sounded, and the continuous black mist suddenly dropped from Su Bei, turned into a huge vortex, and rushed straight towards Xiao Jin.
hold head high.
There was no fear in Xiao Jin's eyes, but instead they were full of high fighting spirit. His huge and slender body suddenly stood up, and the dark night could not cover up the golden light of its scales.
The two horns that were originally only exposed a little have grown to half a foot long. The two beards kept floating and swinging with Xiao Jin's violent snoring. The copper bell-like eyes seemed to be burning.
Raging flames.
The rapidly rotating black mist turned into a dense ghost realm. Thousands of ghosts screamed and suddenly struck down from mid-air, completely covering Xiao Jin.
When Su Bei saw it, he immediately shouted angrily, "What's the point of fearing the ghost land? If I encounter a ghost, I will destroy it. Kill it."
With a wave of the Blade of Qian Tian, a sword several feet long appeared, and Su Bei roared: "Qian Tian Slash, kill everything."
boom.
There was a loud noise, and a sword that was several feet long was aimed at the dense ghost realm, slashing down with a bang, stirring up dust in the sky, killing countless ghosts. Su Bei faintly discovered that he and Xiao Jin seemed to have a spiritual connection.
In the ghost realm, he couldn't see Xiao Jin's position, but with one slash, he could guarantee that Xiao Jin would not be attacked at the same time.
A series of cold ghost screams came from the ghost realm. The absolute darkness of the ghost realm could not block the fire that Xiao Jin spewed out from time to time. In the ghost realm, raging flames ignited.
Countless ghosts were burned out in the flames, and the three ghosts were horrified. The black dagger in Su Bei's hand, and the flames sprayed from the mouth of the immortal pet Xiao Jin, all made them feel frightened.
The battle between Su Bei and the Three Ghosts of Mengshan is becoming more and more intense. In the night market, there are many powerful monks who are looking at this battle with suspicion. Anyone who has been to Qingfeng City has basically heard of the names of the Four Ghosts of Mengshan.
And the nameless young man, with just one sword and one favor, was able to fight the three ghosts equally.
It's really surprising. Some people want to take a close look at Su Bei's weapon, but the pure black blade and the cloud pattern flowing on the blade cannot be looked directly at even by monks who have reached the distraction stage.
This discovery soon spread among the crowd, and everyone looked at Su Bei with eyes filled with horror.
Su Bei couldn't rush into the ghost realm, Xiao Jin couldn't break out, and the three ghosts couldn't do anything to Xiao Jin and Su Bei. The battle entered a stalemate. However, from the continuous screams of the three ghosts, we can know that the situation of the three ghosts is not good.
optimism.
"Boy, you are forcing me to die with you." The red-haired ghost couldn't attack for a long time, but Xiao Jin ablated countless black mist. You must know that the black mist was transformed by their countless years of practice, and it is also the capital of saving their lives.
ah.
It is the black mist that ensures that they will not be sucked away by the sword. Now, a small part of the black mist has been ablated by Xiao Jin. If they don't think of a way, their lives will not be long.
However, Su Bei's combat effectiveness did not decrease at all, and although the time interval between Xiao Jin's fire breaths gradually became longer, they still could not do anything to Xiao Jin.
Involuntarily, the red-haired ghost shouted loudly.
"How about you give it a try and die together? You are not worthy of saying these four words in front of me." Su Bei's frosty voice sounded, and the Qiantian Blade continued to kill with his sword.