"Senior Brother, look what kind of thing is that!"

Yan Su struggled to raise her little head, pointing to the black shadows gradually floating from the sky to the west, shouting.

In order to see more clearly, she even tried to climb onto Zhang Wuji's head, but the latter pressed it down expressionlessly.

Su Su's cultivation is not high, so she naturally can't see what it is. However, as the senior brother of the White Bone Cave who is indifferent and has a very high level of cultivation, Zhang Wuji can see it clearly even if he is so far away.

Although he still maintained a cold expression at this moment, there was an uncontrollable horror in his eyes.

That's a ship.

A ship that is black all over, with a yin energy, is pulled by a terrifying and hideous ghost dragon on both sides of the ship's side.

Originally, as the sun rose, it gradually warmed up, but as the ship approached, it gradually became colder.

Even in the end, the three of them breathed out a trace of white mist.

The ghost dragon was surrounded by gray chains that were looming, swimming in the air and roaring, and his ears sounded silent, but Zhang Wuji's soul felt a strange tremor.

The Qingling Sect's territory was instantly shrouded in a cold and terrifying atmosphere. All disciples with poor cultivation felt the double coldness from their souls and bodies.

At this moment, the White Bone True Man standing with his hands behind his back laughed and resounded throughout the nine heavens. The solemn atmosphere of the entire Qingling Sect suddenly dissipated.

"Mr. Ghost, don't be fine."

Qingling Mountain breathed a sigh of relief.

The prestige of Baigu Zhenren is invisibly a little higher.

After all, he did very little effort in the battle to destroy Qingling Sect, but he was also called the person in charge of this place later. He did not show up all year round, and the people below him had complaints.

However, after waiting for a while, the ghost ship that stayed in front of them did not move.

Zhang Wuji frowned. There is something wrong with these people's attitude.

Yan Su also frowned and shouted: "Senior Brother, these people taught me to you, so rude...ah?!"

From an angry statement to a scream of horror.

Hum?

Following the little girl's gaze, Zhang Wuji's eyes suddenly condensed. From when, a figure shrouded in black cavalry appeared beside the white bone real man, quiet and motionless, illusory

Ethereal, yin energy is scattered, standing with the former, the momentum is not at all inferior, and it is even slightly higher than a little.

"Come down."

This man said lightly towards the sky.

Several demon shadows flew down from the ghost ship, like dark clouds rolling and landing, turning into five human forms.

Yan Su grabbed Zhang Wuji's trouser legs in fear.

Very strong.

Especially the tallest one.

Compared with Xiao Yiliu, it feels only a little inferior.

The authentic Tiangang branch of the Demon Sect is different from the lonely man like Xiao Yiliu. This is the tip of the iceberg hidden in the unknown, the true power of the Wanxiang Senluo Sect.

You should know that the seventy-two meridians of the Earth Evil have been changing since the founding of the sect.

Even if it is the Soul-Slaying Sect, if it has enough strength and the Earth Demon lineage is vacant or has a skill that is not as good as others in the ranking challenges of the sect, the Soul-Slaying Secret Method will be among the Earth Demon.

The Demon Sect always speaks with its fists.

But Tiangang is different, the thirty-six meridians have not changed for thousands of years.

From the Wanxiang Senluo magical power practiced by the exclusive sect master to the current 36th Heavenly Demon Skill, there are only different rankings.

Finding the depth of the thirty-six meridians of the Demon Sect is one of Zhang Wuji's most important tasks.

However, after three years of his enrollment, he knew very little about the Tiangang branch. Most of the information was obtained from his master and Xiao Yiliu.

He remembered what the master said before leaving.

"Thirty-six Methods of the Forest Luo in the World?"

"It's all trash...well, it's all okay, especially those in the top ten, each with the level of the three major town sects of our Sword Sect."

"I heard that there is another sword technique with a very powerful magical path?"

"If you have the chance to take a look, come back and tell the master what's so great about it."

"Good apprentice, hiccup~"

The smell of alcohol emitted from the female sword fairy's mouth and the flushing on her cheeks became an unforgettable memory in Zhang Wuji's heart.

"There are wine in the main hall of the sect to welcome you, let's move."

With Zhang Wuji's thoughts, his cheap master of the Demon Sect, Bai Gu Zhenren spoke, turned his body and reached out to invite him.

I saw that Mr. Ghost still said nothing, turned around slowly and showed his face to others.

The whole body is still full of ghostly aura, which makes people unable to see it clearly. On the face hidden in the hood, there are only a pair of cold and inhuman eyes.

After being swept by this guy's eyes, Zhang Wuji's body was stiff, as if he had been peeped at by a ghost splashing in the sky. The gloomy and cold feeling was difficult to dispel in his body.

The real person of Baigu is still smiling, and the skeleton face is becoming particularly friendly at this moment.

"Has a labor."

Mr. Gui's hoarse voice rang, and the two masters of the Demon Sect's vein left side by side.

Zhang Wuji noticed that as Bai Gu Zhenren accompanied Mr. Gui's departure, the five disciples of Ten Thousand Ghosts around him had different degrees of relaxation without exception.

It seems that they are not very comfortable either.

"Several brothers, let's keep up?"

Zhang Wuji smiled.

However, while he was speaking, several people had already passed him and walked towards the direction where Mr. Ghost left.

One of them even reached out to cover his mouth and yawned.

Except for the short-sized disciple who was hesitating slightly at the end, he looked at Zhang Wuji, the other four people ignored his existence and left straight.

"Senior brother, they are so unqualified."

Although Yan Su was scared by Mr. Gui, she was still yelling in a nervous state at this moment.

"Su Su, you can't talk nonsense."

"But my senior brother agrees with you."

"Let's go, the banquet is about to begin. These ghosts probably don't have much appetite, and the delicious food is yours."

"Yeah!"

The former sect hall of Qingling Sect has now become a gathering of Demon Sect.

The heads of the sect branches of all sizes staying in the Qingling Mountains and the head elders of the Xiaomo Sect gathered in the hall at this time to see the style of the Wangui Gate.

If you can get along well with it, your future will not be better than this Lao Shizi White Bone Cave?

This is the idea of ​​many people present.

The White Bone True Man sat in the main seat and chatted in a low voice. Perhaps out of politeness, the latter opened the hood on his head. Although his face was still full of ghost energy, he couldn't see the specific appearance clearly, but at least his head was

I can see that I look like a middle-aged man.

And his five disciples are not that mysterious.

Four men and one woman, although each of them is full of ghosts, they are eating without exception, which is no different from a normal person.

Zhang Wuji sat opposite them. Although the master's instructions were to treat him well, the hot face could not touch the cold butt after all. He simply started to compete with Su Su to eat at the speed of eating. The table in front of them was as high as a hill.

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In the past, Zhang Wuji has always been very lively. There are toasts, close things, and there are no things to say, and there are countless things to say.

However, at this time, these demon cultivators who were changing their powers surrounded the Wangui Gate, flattering themselves in all kinds of ways, with false smiles on their faces, which made them look boring.

"The Demon Prince is here~"

With the sound of the disciples, the hall suddenly became silence.

Even Mr. Gui stopped talking and looked out of the hall.

The demon with white hair and white robe came to the hall under the gaze of everyone.

"Mr. Xiao, after a few months, my cultivation has improved a lot."

After hearing this, Xiao Yiliu saluted to Mr. Ghost and replied: "Uncle Ghost is here, Yiliu is one step late."

"Young people should walk more."

Mr. Gui nodded and stopped talking.

Xiao Yiliu nodded and said yes, then walked towards Zhang Wuji and the disciples of Wan Gui. On the way, many disciples of the Demon Sect who served tea and water fainted on the ground because they could not resist the spontaneous soul attack of the Demon Jue.

Liquor and food spilled all over the floor.

The parties involved had no expression on their faces, and the others regarded them as not seeing them.

Wherever this living king of Hell went, it was normal for people to turn their backs and horses to turn over, and everyone has long been accustomed to it.

"Senior Brother Xiao might as well sit here."

Among the disciples of Wan Gui, the only woman smiled and said with a hint of shyness on her handsome cheeks. She looked at Xiao Yiliu with uncontrollable admiration.

Xiao Yiliu just nodded and said, "Junior Sister Ding."

Then he sat next to Zhang Wuji, which scared Susu to death.
Chapter completed!