Chapter 120: Evergreen Valley Counterattack, White Bone Banners Evolve

The faint black mountain, with a burst of evil spirits, and the miasma is like a ghost, although it is a dim gap, waves of evil winds arise on the lonely mountain of Jinjiling.

The mountains, rivers and trees within a radius of more than a hundred miles can more or less sense the wriggling of evil spirits. It’s a pity that the body has been upright for hundreds of years, and can only stumble a few dead leaves silently.

At the flat stall at the top of the mountain, the pearls exuded a wave of warmth, but after three rounds around the heads of Changqing Valley, there was a significant improvement.

But in a moment, three other pearls flew up, and the four pearls gathered together, and the five colors merged into a river, giving birth to a new scene.

The colorful places seem to have endless mystery of stars.

When the light shone, the evil spirits dormant everywhere did not dare to show their heads, and they all shrank their heads and lie dormant. When the old monk saw this scene, his pale old face was stained with warmth, and his slightly dim pupils were shaking with the corners of his mouth.

I saw him gently poking out his trembling arm and pointing at the constantly undulating light and making a sound excited

"Ah...ah...this feeling is not wrong, it's not wrong! It's the innate spiritual treasure that will never be wrong."

At this moment, the torso wrapped in black seemed to sense some threat, and she only heard a low growl like an order.

After only half a second, countless black shadows suddenly jumped out from all directions, with their sinister evil aura and faint green light, pounced down without hesitation.

But they haven't yet arrived.

Twenty-four incarnations had already flew out from the light, but because the speed was too fast, twenty-four white lines were seen shuttle and intertwined on the top of the head.

For a moment, the bones were broken like joy, rising and falling, and howling like songs, and continuous.

But the treasure was still too domineering. It just seemed that with a slight touch, it actually knocked the invading object dozens of feet away.

He heard the sound of falling from the ground around him, and moaning one after another. The old monk turned his head to check with joy, and his face was also very happy.

At the same time, the Changqing Valley people had gradually recovered. At this time, the four of them formed a group of people, guarding the southeast, west and north corners. Each of them stood quietly behind them. After a closer look, the sword body styles were the same, and even the patterns seemed to be the same.

The light of the orb was quietly hanging above the heads of the four people. At this moment, it looked like a bright moon in the sky, but it produced infinite warm colors. The breath brought the surrounding plants and trees to gently shake, as if it was very comfortable.

Zhu Ruowei was also a little fascinated when he saw this. He was secretly sighing about the magic, and then he heard the Yun Yun in his back spoke.

"Don't look at Ruowei, hurry up and go inside and drag the old monk out at this time."

Zhu Ruowei realized this, but before he could move, the old monk inside had already started speaking.

"No, it's very strange here. It's not without reason that you've fallen one after another. Don't move again."

Hearing this, Zhu Ruowei couldn't help but sigh, but he couldn't find the problem.

The old monk slowly turned around. The dirty thing on his face was dry and then broken and fell away by the light of the pearl. He tried hard to turn his head to look, and finally his eyes were locked on the white bone banner on the mountain. Although the old evil demon was missing at this time, the black thing beside everyone was already threatening. After repeated thoughts, he said softly.

"Little donor, if you have any intention, you can use a sword to break the white bone banner on the mountain."

After hearing this, Zhu Ruo looked up and saw the black flag on the hill standing firmly, the white bones were secluded, and the light was shining with evil spirits. Just one glance, it seemed as if you could hear many ghostly whispers.

"good!"

Zhu Ruowei did not hesitate, turned his body, pointed his right sword with a finger, and the white light behind him deshewned. Yuan Suiyun saw that the other party had a black sword behind him, and had never been unshewned. He was also secretly amazed in his heart that his good brother was afraid that his cultivation was no longer inferior to him.

But he was thinking that the white light had already rushed to the front of the banner with sharp energy. The white bone banner seemed to feel something. Wufeng shook his own lightly. A skull was trembling on the black banner, and then ran out.

I saw it floating quietly in the black hole in the air, emitting a monstrous ghostly spirit, and turned into two evil lights the size of mung beans in the illusion.

Then the white bone's mouth suddenly opened, spitting out an invisible force, blocking the white sword that was already close, and it was hard to complete the steps.

When Zhu Yuan and the other two were shocked when they saw this, the old monk in the distance watched the change in disbelief.

But at this moment, the purple lightning that had been dormant and silent for a long time was quietly moving, and I saw traces of lines in the sky, like dragons and rings, and like golden snakes dancing wildly. If the black smoke was not a little light and the slightest sound was made, I was afraid everyone would have forgotten it.

"Form a formation!"

Suddenly, four shouts were heard together, and four cold lights behind the four people in Changqing Valley suddenly soared into the sky and broke into the sky.

The ferocious look on the top of the head was actually broken into several holes in an instant.

It’s just a pity that after the black smoke, there is still an endless night sky.

"ah!"

A shout was heartbroken. Zhu Yuan was surprised and saw that the black shadow seemed to be suffering from some pain and could not feel sad. Her two dark arms kept holding the black sticky object on her body, but it pulled off one and threw it on the ground and was still black inside. It seemed that such behavior could slightly slow down her sad voice.

Not only did she tear up many pieces, but she didn't know how many inches she pulled. She suddenly reached out toward the black cloud and purple lightning above her head, as if she was asking for something in a panic.

And the things that struggled and intertwined that day were also particularly spiritual, and they suddenly poked out several tentacles.

When the old monk saw this, he was shocked, but the young man Zhu Yuan was now being controlled, and the evil things in the sky were restricted by the Changqing lineage, but the evil evil beside him seemed to be causing some strange magical powers.

Just as I was worried, the evil wind blew the earth into fear.

Suddenly, a purple light beam was falling down with lightning speed, and the target was the mouth of the black torso.

"break!"

He shouted four times again, and then looked at the four figures each shaking their power, which was completely different from the moment.

The four rays of lightning were like lightning to kill evil and avoid them.

I heard a crackling sound in the air. The decisive fire light was splashing everywhere, and the four swords actually relied on the four directions to face the inner and outer tails, and used the four cold lights to resist the purple light in the middle to prevent it from falling.

Lightning has the power of thunder, swords produce heavenly power, one is the gust of gusts of gusts of thunder, and the other is the gust of steel for thousands of miles of mountains and rivers. This battle is really unwilling to give up, and it is hard to give up.

There are also places where the sound and fierce fighting are still clouds in the sky that scatter and do not leave, and evil winds in all directions are hard to stop.

When the old monk saw this, he felt a secret cry in his heart. On the other side, a whistle sounded, and another white light rushed towards the white bone banner. When he looked closely, it was Yu Suiyun who had recovered a lot.

But I never thought that this cold light was not close, and the white bone banner seemed to be summoned. After a trembling chaotic wave, several white bone faces actually flew out. The originally dark sky, the moving fire reflected the white and sad bones.

In the gloomy place, thousands of sounds roared together, but no bird was startled. It was so evil and terrible.

Suddenly, the faces of the bones hanging in the air actually started to laugh strangely.

There was a pleasant laugh from the empty inside. I don’t know how many lonely souls were fighting here. One sound was not settled, another sound came again, two sounds were not stopped, four sounds came. One sound opened, thousands of sounds, black holes, sad laughter, white, and crying.

The laughter somehow attracted countless slender ghosts to chase each other like fish and snakes. In just one moment, Zhu Yuan and his two swords were knocked back.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of figures were like fish leaping at the dragon gate, swinging their tails in the air, slowly turning around the purple electric column that was difficult to enter, slowly turning into a large net of the sky and covering it downwards.
Chapter completed!