After the black gas, white skeletons drilled out of the soil and then turned into two huge skeletons dozens of feet tall.

There were not many skeletons, only two. They stood left and right, just to protect Gui Jianchou.

As the two skeletons emerged from the ground, the red shore flower blooming above Gui Jianchou's head suddenly squirmed.

Then a long red tongue rose directly into the sky and swept towards the blue torch.

"Hmph, the eagle has been tricked."

Qinglong snorted coldly, his body trembled slightly, and then disappeared.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of the Bisanhua. Then a long knife appeared in his hand at some point, and then he slashed directly at the snake's head without thinking.

As soon as the long sword appeared, the aura of Qinglong's body also suddenly increased. The seventh level of Guyi's cultivation was like a stormy wave, hitting the body of the Risanhua.

When he felt the aura of the blue dragon above his head rising, Gui Jianchou below couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

Although he noticed it when the Qinglong swallowed the dragon soul, he didn't know that the other party would improve so much. Now it seems that he really can't defeat the other party without a few tricks.

The long-browed Taoist in the distance stood where the disciples were standing, and they all showed surprise on their faces.

In the Yang world, each of them goes out and is an immortal in the eyes of mortals, and one move can cost tens of millions of dollars.

But here, there is no capital of arrogance.

"Elder, who is that? What a powerful force."

The bodies of a group of disciples were trembling. Under the powerful pressure, they felt as if they were about to kneel down.

This is the difference between high strength and low strength. Not only those disciples, but even the Taoist Changmei could no longer control his body trembling at this time.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be Xiao Yu's brother Qinglong!"

When Taoist Changmei said this, his voice stuttered a little.

Qinglong, Changmei, has seen him. He went there once when he was at Xiao Yu's villa, but at that time, Qinglong's cultivation level seemed to be only three levels, which was similar to Xiao Yu.

At that time, Qinglong even called him Senior when he saw him.

But just a few years have passed, the little green dragon with the third level of cultivation has actually jumped into an existence that he can look up to.

"The sloppy old man said it right. Xiao Yu is indeed a person with great chance. Those who follow him will have great luck!"

The long-browed Taoist's voice was a little trembling, but he still tried hard to calm himself down.

While the disciples were talking, Qinglong's long sword in his hand slashed on the other side of the flower without hesitation.

With one knife, the flowers on the other side were broken and thousands of bones were woven.

The long red tongue was cut off directly under the sword of the Qinglong, and then fell to the ground and turned into a ray of black smoke.

The flower on the other side has withered. It did not fall many petals like other flowers, but turned into a stream of black smoke and directly entered Gui Jianchou's body.

"You are very good. In just two days, you have actually broken through to the seventh level of the valley robe since childhood. The old guy, Rat King, is really useless. You can't do this little thing well. You still want to unify the demon clan?"

Gui Jianchou slowly turned around, looked at the Qinglong in the sky, and then took out a black talisman from his chest without any haste.

"You are strong, but I am not weak either. If you can take this blow, I will accept my fate."

Tell me, Gui Jianchou suddenly tore the talisman in his hand and threw it out at Qinglong.

The talisman flew out and roared, burning, turning into a green flame figure. He held a scimitar in his hand and couldn't see his appearance clearly.

Seeing the flame figure appear, Gui Jianchou couldn't help but curl up his lips and sneer. Then he turned back to look at the altar again. The two huge skeletons next to him also turned around and rushed towards the altar with great strides.

Qinglong looked at the green figure and did not dare to be careless at all. He could feel a huge aura emitted by the other party.

Boom...

The altar below made a loud bang under the impact of two huge skeletons.

It seemed that the world was trembling.

"Are you crazy..."

Qinglong shouted loudly at the bottom, but Gui Jianchou ignored him and continued to walk towards the altar step by step.

The woman in red and the elders in other clan walked towards the altar when they saw ghosts and grief, and both of them looked a little ugly.

They have been here from beginning to end, using various secret techniques to awaken Zhulong, but they have not succeeded. Now the other party is going to take the lead.

"Ghost Saochou, I want to grab Zhulong. I will talk about it after I pass this level."

The old man in black suddenly stood up, and his six black tails kept swaying behind him, looking extraordinary.

"Hmph, it's up to you?"

Gui Jianchou looked disdainful, glanced at the old man in black, then waved his hand, and the skeleton on the altar rushed towards the old man in black.

Bang……

A low voice came from the sky, and the green dragon was hit and landed on the ground, but the flaming figure still rushed towards him.

"Fellow Daoist Qinglong is careful, this is the Ghost Emperor, and bombardment should not be underestimated."

Just as the Qinglong was waiting for the battle, a sound came from above again, and the other party was the old Taoist of Panlongling.

Then Qinglong saw a long red sword falling from the sky and directly crossing the flaming figure.

But the flame figure did not disperse because of this, but turned again and turned into two flame giants rushing towards the Qinglong.

"This is the attack of the Nine Nether Ghost Emperors. They store their conscious attacks in the talisman and reward them to their disciples!

It seems that Gui Jianchou is a member of the Nine Nether Ghost Emperor."

The White Tiger Elder fell from the sky like a gust of wind, and his two huge palms changed into two tiger claws, directly slapped the two flaming figures into nothingness.

The flame figure dissipated, and Gui Jianchou's expression changed drastically. At this time, he didn't care about looking at this side, but rushed towards the bones on the altar quickly.

"Ghost Sorrow, the game is over."

The deep voice of the White Tiger Elder sounded in this space, but Gui Jianchou ignored him. When he approached the altar, he suddenly grabbed the white bones.

But at this moment, the storm suddenly changed, and the sky above the altar suddenly surging.

The sky became dark in an instant, and the altar seemed to be awakened by something, and it actually floated directly from the ground.

Gui Jianchou, who had not yet escaped, and his skeleton, all turned into powder in this moment.

Everyone was stunned. They all stared at the altar in a daze, and then began to retreat.

Boom...

The sky and the earth changed color, and a huge thunder suddenly appeared in the dark clouds, and then suddenly fell towards the altar below.

"Master, run quickly."

Xiao Yu roared at the shocked long-browed Taoist below.

Then he rushed out suddenly and came to the front of the sloppy Taoist and the others. With a wave of his hand, the inkstone flew out of his hand, and then quickly became bigger, like a black city wall blocking them.

The thunder fell, and it seemed that it did not land. There was a quiet sound around it.

Qinglong and Xiao Yu both looked outside and were stunned.

Above the altar, there was an old woman with a hunchback, who was holding a small bottle and loading lightning into it.

When the lightning rushed to her, she was as gentle as a child, without any tyranny.

“Go away…”

The old woman reached out and waved her hand in the air, and the thunder clouds dispersed directly, and the surroundings became brighter again.

"That's it, that's Grandma Cai?"

Xiao Yu whispered to Qinglong.

"Yes, it's her. I didn't expect her to be so strong."

Xiao Yu and the others could see the violent force that appeared in the altar just now. Even the powerful men such as Gui Jianchou could only turn into powder when they stood in front of him.

So how strong Grandma Cai is, they dare not imagine.

The thunder clouds dispersed, and Grandma Cai waved her sleeves at the altar below, and the altar fell directly back to the ground.

"Whoever enters the bone burial ground without authorization will die in the future."

A cold voice sounded in everyone's mind at the same time, and then Xiao Yu and the others felt that the scene in front of them changed. When they realized it, they had already appeared in the desert.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!