The leader could only be described as skinny, wrapped in a black robe, and his voice sounded like a wild ghost that had just crawled out of the grave.
Ma Zhi's clothes were not neat and his face was pale. It was obvious that they had tried their best to get here.
"Something is wrong. It stands to reason that there are many demon cultivators and ghost cultivators in the Demon Pond, but why are they all concentrated here!" The Demon Pond is so wide that the area that everyone can enter is only a few feet in size.
These ghost cultivators are floating in the air, just like those ghosts, but they are entities, while ghosts are spiritual bodies.
Wang Yuan was hiding behind a bush from a distance. Fortunately, these ghost cultivators did not use their spiritual sense to explore.
Suddenly Wang Yuan's face was moved, and he secretly said: "The demon clone is in some danger, and unexpectedly encountered a group of demon cultivators!"
The demon clone has not been fused, and its strength is only half a foot in the outer transformation stage, and there are masters of the transformation stage among the group of demon cultivators.
In another vortex, the demon clone didn't go far when he encountered a group of demon cultivators.
This group of demonic cultivators mostly consists of female cultivators, each of them enchanting and gorgeous. The birds and birds sing frequently, and the fragrance comes with them.
Wang Yuan was discovered by these demon cultivators and could not escape.
Wang Yuan looked coldly at these demon cultivators. Although they were outnumbered, Wang Yuan's expression did not change, and his resolute face showed calmness.
But Wang Yuan is not a reckless person, and his thoughts suddenly change.
The demon cultivators came over. One of them, Xu, a beautiful young woman with a high status among the demon cultivators, twisted her waist and walked on lotus steps. She lightly opened her red lips and said, "Young lady, Lu Yun, a disciple of Baihua Palace, which sect does your brother belong to?"
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Wang Yuan was secretly happy in his heart, but he remained cold on the outside and said calmly: "I have met all of you, subordinates of the fourth prince of the Fallen Dust Sect."
Wang Yuan cupped his fists and bowed to the demons.
Since Wang Yuan's scheme was aroused by the evil cultivator young woman, he followed the plan. Now he is full of demonic aura, without any aura of immortality.
"Oh? It turns out he is the Fourth Prince's man. Can I ask the Fourth Prince where he is?" The demon cultivator's rather pleasant voice sounded.
"We met the enemy outside and then got separated." Wang Yuan continued.
The young woman looked at Wang Yuan with bright and watery eyes, seeming to judge Wang Yuan's identity, but then said after a moment: "I wonder if the fourth prince still remembers the plan we agreed on at the beginning. The core formation of the Demon Pond Land has been relaxed once in a thousand years."
If there is an opportunity, we should go into the depths as soon as possible, and there will be a great opportunity."
Wang Yuan was shocked in his heart. He followed the plan and did not expect to get such big and shocking news.
"Lu Yun, the fourth prince, and the many ghost cultivators on my side, have their three forces reached an agreement?" With Wang Yuan's scheming, he instantly judged the relationship between these three forces.
"If these three forces come together, then we will be in great danger. Fortunately, the Fourth Prince's group has been eliminated by me. It seems that Lu Yun and the group of ghost cultivators have not received the news yet. This is also an opportunity!"
At that moment, Wang Yuan nodded to Lu Yun and said: "With the strength of the Fourth Prince, he may have already gone to the depths of the Demon Pond. I hope all fellow Taoists will take me into the depths together."
"Giggles, you fourth prince are very resourceful. You must be going alone to seize some big opportunities. The little girl can't show weakness, so brother, let's go together with me." Lu Yun gave a sweet smile, turned around gorgeously, and twisted
Just take the first step with your buttocks.
Wang Yuan compared Lu Yun and Chen Ke, and Chen Ke was compared on the spot.
"These demon cultivators are born with some charm skills, and the longer a female demon cultivator practices, the more profound their charm skills will be. I will definitely be careful in the future."
Wang Yuan also caught up after a few steps, and so did this group of demon cultivators. Most of their strengths were equivalent to the demon spirit realm in the Qi refining stage. In this way, Wang Yuan blended into the demon cultivators. These demon cultivators may know how to enter the depths.
According to the route, Wang Yuan also wanted to go into the depths of the Demon Pond to take a look.
Thinking of the route, Wang Yuan's spiritual sense reached into the fourth prince's storage bag, picked up a dark green jade slip, and scanned it. Sure enough, it turned out to be a map of the periphery of the Demon Pond, and the signs on the map were
Along the route, some dangerous locations are marked!
"It seems that they are well prepared. There must be some big reason for the magic pond. Only the fourth prince, Lu Yun and the leader of the ghost cultivator know about it!" Wang Yuan sneered inwardly.
Wang Yuan himself already knew everything that happened on the demon clone's side, and a smile appeared on his lips.
Then he looked into the distance, "If these ghost cultivators are eliminated, then only one of the three forces that came to the Demon Pond will be left, and the clone side will be safer. I just don't know if they have a back-up plan. If so,
If people with advanced cultivation levels follow closely behind us, then we have no chance of survival!"
But Wang Yuan didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he looked at it with bright eyes.
Just when Wang Yuan was observing the group of ghost cultivators, he didn't notice a shadow appearing behind him. The shadow showed a terrifying smile, and the dry claws deep in the depths instantly dug into the back of Wang Yuan's heart!
The movement behind him was noticed by Wang Yuan, but Wang Yuan did not look back, because now there was no chance to look back. The spiritual energy in his body surged towards his back, and he stepped forward suddenly, suddenly opening a little distance.
But Wang Yuan felt a heartbreaking pain in his back, and he staggered out of the grass.
"Quack, quack, there's an immortal cultivator hiding here, and I discovered it!" The ghost cultivator behind him floated towards Wang Yuan.
Xu Xiaoxuan and others in the distance immediately saw what happened here.
"Junior brother!"
"It's Wang Yuan!"
The battle was about to break out, and the ghost cultivator who took the lead laughed at the top of his lungs: "You guys, eat them!"
Many ghost cultivators rushed forward, desperately trying to kill the immortal cultivator in front of them.
Ma Zhi struggled to use the flying sword. The flying sword was not very agile and could only protect himself. Not only Ma Zhi, who had the highest level of cultivation, but also Xu Xiaoxuan and others could only protect themselves.
The successive battles depleted everyone's spiritual energy.
After Wang Yuan threw himself on the ground, he ignored the excruciating pain in his back. He rolled on the spot and stood up. The flying sword came out in response. After a flash of light, the flying sword had already stabbed the ghost cultivator behind him.
But a strange scene appeared. The ghost cultivator laughed and his body split into two halves!
The flying sword fell to the ground and was later taken back by Wang Yuan, who looked at the ghost cultivator who split into two parts in shock!
"Want to kill me?"
"Can you kill me?"
Two halves of the body, one person speaking, this scene is very scary!
Maybe this spell also consumes quite a lot of ghost energy. After a while, the two halves of the body merged into one again, and the ghost cultivator even broke off his head.
The ghost cultivator is indeed too weird, Wang Yuan never imagined this scene!
The wound on the back split open. This is not the powerful body of the demon clone. It needs to be recuperated quietly to recover, but now is the time to recuperate.
The ghost cultivator stretched out a long stone, lifted his chin, and said with a sinister laugh: "The meat of your little baby should be very delicious, quack."
As he spoke, ghost energy filled his body, and his body instantly turned into ghost energy and rushed towards Wang Yuan.
Wang Yuan was attacked by the ghost energy, and he stood up uncontrollably. Looking from the outside, Wang Yuan's face loomed like a human face, and this face was none other than the ghost cultivator!
The ghost cultivator's dry voice sounded: "Quack, I'll attach myself to you and suck you dry!"
Wang Yuan felt that the few spiritual energy he had was dissipating, and his body's functions were also losing.
"I can't let him stay in my body anymore!" Although Wang Yuan knew the danger, he didn't have the strength to break away from the ghost cultivator.
"Amitabha!"
At this moment, a Buddha's chant sounded loudly, a golden light flashed, and a golden vajra came to Wang Yuan's head in an instant.
As several Buddhist cultivators approached, the Buddha's light shone down and everyone chanted the Buddha's name loudly.
Wang Yuan's head was bathed in gentle golden light, and his own fatigue was slowly disappearing, but the ghost cultivator attached to him was not enjoying it so much. When the vajra fell on his head, he screamed strangely and turned into a black gas.
It emerged from Wang Yuan's body and flew out of the range of the Buddha's light.
The leader of the ghost cultivators, who was looking at his subordinates besieging Xu Xiaoxuan and others, looked here, his body wrapped in black robes trembled, and he suddenly cursed angrily: "A bunch of bald thieves!"
Among several Buddhist cultivators, one walked out and flew out from his body an alms bowl exuding a primitive atmosphere. The bowl immediately covered the ghost cultivator possessing Wang Yuan.
"Amitabha!" He recited the Buddha's name loudly again, and the golden light of the alms bowl was revealed. The covered ghost cultivator covered his face, and the black energy on his body was slowly absorbed by the alms bowl, and finally only a withered body was left!
"You old bald donkey! You actually ruined my Taoism. I, I will fight with you!" The cultivation that the ghost cultivated so hard was actually transformed!
The ghost cultivator stood up and ran towards the Buddhist cultivator ferociously. Suddenly, a strong Buddhist cultivator suddenly walked out from behind the Buddhist cultivator. This Buddhist cultivator was half-covered in cassocks and very tall, but he did not have the solemnity of the Buddhist cultivator.
Solemn expression.
"court death!"
A big stick immediately appeared in the hand of the strong Buddhist cultivator, and with one strike, the ghost cultivator whose cultivation had been reduced was directly beaten into mud, and could no longer die.
"Amitabha, alas, Zhixuan, master asked me to take you to experience in the world of mortals, but you can't control your temper. Is your behavior the same as those of demons and demons?" The Buddhist cultivator closed his eyes and said quietly.
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The strong Buddhist monk holding a big stick put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name, "Yes, Brother Huiben, Zhixuan understands."
Seeing the duplicitous appearance of the Buddhist cultivator named Zhixuan, Hui Ben sighed inwardly: "Junior brother, he is born with great strength and is a good material for practicing the Buddhist "Fudo Myoyo Jue", but this mysterious secret of Buddhism has been lost long ago.
But it is also good for him to practice the "Demon-Subduing Stick Technique"."
When Wang Yuan went out for training this time, he suddenly felt that his trip was not in vain. He not only saw mysterious ghost cultivators, but also people from the Buddhist sect.
People in Buddhism pay a lot of attention to it, and there are a lot of rules and regulations, such as the three rules and five precepts, the five precepts and ten good deeds, etc.
Wang Yuan stood up and clasped his fists at the Buddhist cultivators, "Thank you, eminent monks, for saving me. Now my fellow disciples are also surrounded by ghost cultivators. I wonder if you masters can save me again?"
The Buddhist cultivator at the head smiled warmly, clasped his hands and bowed slightly to Wang Yuan, saying: "Donor, don't worry."
As soon as he said this, several Buddhist cultivators behind him all walked out and offered their magic weapons.
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