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In a dense forest, the altar made of stones is very rough, but a black bead placed on the top is continuously releasing a large amount of Yin Qi.

Under the altar, Zhao Zhen was constantly casting spells to allow the Yin Qi to spread further.

This is the trap she prepared for the mysterious hunter. In Zhao Zhen's opinion, since that person feeds on ghosts, he will never let go of this delicious meal.

"Why haven't you shown up yet?"

The altar has been set up for three days, and many monks from other sects have appeared nearby, and it is obvious that they are coveting it.

However, the mysterious hunter never showed up, which made Zhao Zhen, who wanted to please her senior brother, a little anxious.

Even more anxious than Zhao Zhen were the Ghost Sword Sect monks who were ambushing in the nearby forest. They were all listless and didn't even bother to use methods to hide their traces.

"This trap is too obvious. Is it possible for that guy to fall for it?"

A monk said disdainfully, "Senior Brother actually listened to Zhao Zhen's words. What a mistake."

"Stop talking nonsense, you will be in trouble if senior brother hears you."

The other monk was quite serious and finally hid himself in a pile of fallen leaves, leaving only his eyes exposed.

"I don't believe there are really people that are that stupid, who can't even see such an obvious trap.

If he was really that stupid, how could he kill several of our fellow disciples."

The previous monk was still chattering endlessly.

But his companion's eyes went straight and he murmured: "You...don't tell me, someone is really coming!"

Zhao Zhen, who was beside the altar, also had a bright look in her eyes at the same time. She suddenly turned back to look at the trees in the distance, and an unscrupulous aura was approaching quickly! "Wow!"

After breaking countless dead branches, Li Xuan rushed out of the dense forest. In front of him was a simple altar, from which the Yin Qi emanated.

When Zhao Zhen saw Li Xuan under the altar, her heart sank to the bottom.

She did not believe that the golden elixir monk in front of her would be a hunter who would devour her own sect members. Rather, he was more like a stupid young man who hit him by mistake.

Looking at Zhao Zhen, Li Xuan smiled slightly, and when that handsome face fell into Zhao Zhen's eyes, he felt a trace of pity.

All the monks who broke into the altar should be killed without mercy, but Zhao Zhen didn’t know what she was thinking, so she waved her hand and said: "This is not the place you should be, leave quickly!"

Li Xuan, however, had a nonchalant look on his face, looking at the black beads at the top of the altar. A strong Yin Qi was emanating from it, presumably it was the treasure of the Ghost Sword Sect.

"Eleven..." Just as he was about to scold Li Xuan a few more words, Zhao Zhen suddenly heard a number come out of the handsome young man's mouth.

Zhao Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then she remembered that there were exactly ten fellow disciples who were ambushing in the forest. Counting herself, that was eleven! "Which city are you a monk from?"

Zhao Zhen looked Li Xuan up and down, trying to see if he was hiding his cultivation.

Before Li Xuan could answer, a middle-aged monk jumped out of the forest impatiently and cursed at Zhao Zhen: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you kill this bastard quickly! If you alert that person, you

Can you afford it?"

As he spoke, the man raised his hand and threw a "yin fire talisman" at Li Xuan. The talisman exploded in the air, turned into a purple flame, and stabbed Li Xuan's chest fiercely.

This yin fire is so vicious that it penetrates directly into the internal organs without damaging the flesh and blood. It will corrode all the internal organs of a person and hurt him to death.

The middle-aged monk used such insidious means when he took action, which made Li Xuan frown slightly, and murderous intent suddenly emerged.

Zhao Zhen was the closest, and the surging murderous intent could not escape her consciousness. Her eyes suddenly showed a look of disbelief. She never believed that such violent and violent murderous intent could come from such a handsome and harmless young man like Li Xuan.

burst out.

The Yin Fire was so fierce that it rushed to an inch in front of Li Xuan but stopped abruptly.

Li Xuan flicked his fingertips, and the Yin Fire shattered into pieces with a "bang" and disappeared into nothing.

The Ghost Sword Sect monk who was ambushing in the forest didn't take Li Xuan seriously at first, but when he suddenly saw this scene, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Only then did they realize that Li Xuan's cultivation was probably more than what it seemed on the surface.

"You are too insidious and must die."

Li Xuan laughed evilly and said coldly to the middle-aged monk who attacked him.

A flash of light flashed from his fingertips, and the same immortal talisman was shot out.

The middle-aged monk showed a fierce look in his eyes and shouted: "Boy, you are looking for death!"

As he spoke, he released a ghost that hit the immortal talisman.

With a "bang" sound, the ghost hit the immortal talisman, but there was a flash of golden light. The immortal talisman not only shattered the ghost, but also accelerated suddenly.

Before the middle-aged monk could react, blood flashed across his chest, and he fell to the ground with a groan and died.

Zhao Zhen could see clearly that the immortal talisman turned into a shining golden flying knife, and the speed was unbelievable.

The middle-aged monk also had the peak cultivation level of Jindan, but he was killed by the stabbing without any resistance.

The remaining nine monks in the forest were all startled. The three closest to Li Xuan threw off their disguises, jumped into the air and pounced on him.

The three of them formed a "pin" shape, blocking all Li Xuan's escape routes and preventing him from running away.

But in Zhao Zhen's eyes, Li Xuan didn't see any intention of running away.

In a flash of light, a folding fan appeared in Li Xuan's hand.

The fan opened with a "swish" sound, and a waterfall carried a rolling cold current, swallowing up the three people who came up.

The chill dissipated, and Zhao Zhen felt as if his bones were freezing. He couldn't help but stumble back and desperately used his spiritual power to resist.

However, her three classmates were unable to escape and were frozen into ice blocks in an instant.

He killed four people in a row with just one move. No one dared to underestimate Li Xuan as a golden elixir monk anymore.

Zhao Zhen shouted angrily: "Who are you? How dare you go against our Ghost Sword Sect?"

However, Li Xuan ignored Zhao Zhen and walked up to the altar grandly, reaching out to grab the black beads at the top.

"court death!"

The six monks rushed out together, Zhao Zhenye's eyes flashed with cold light, and he was about to activate the "Ten Thousand Ghost Array" that had been arranged.

"Huh!"

Zhao Zhen showed a look of surprise. No matter how she activated her spiritual power, the Ten Thousand Ghost Array showed no reaction.

Although the Ten Thousand Ghost Array is exquisite and powerful, and the layout is extremely concealed, it cannot escape Li Xuan's eyes.

The moment Li Xuan appeared, he had already destroyed the Ten Thousand Ghost Formation without anyone noticing. It was ridiculous that Zhao Zhen still relied on him.

Among the six monks, one has Nascent Soul and five golden elixir peaks, and is much more powerful than Li Xuan in terms of cultivation.

What's more, they have already seen that Li Xuan's strength is unfathomable. There is absolutely no reserve in this attack. Six gloomy spiritual weapons are overwhelming. Not to mention one Li Xuan, even ten or eight can beat him to pieces! "No need."

He will be dead if the formation is activated!"

Despite all his efforts, he was unable to activate the Ten Thousand Ghost Array. Zhao Zhen maintained a sense of luck despite her panic.

But at this moment, Li Xuan turned around and looked at her with a slightly mocking look.

This glance was filled with extreme murderous intent. In just one glance, Zhao Zhen felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave, freezing from head to toe! The next scene even made Zhao Zhen and the six Ghost Sword Sect monks...

They all took a deep breath.


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