Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 298
At the bottom of the mass grave, countless pieces of white bones flew to one place and slowly assembled into a large skeleton.

Fortunately, the speed of the combination is not fast, it will take a while to take shape, and it will take a lot of time to climb up after the formation.As for those small bone frames, as long as they are not submerged by them, the threat is not great.

Liu Qinghuan cut the one that had just crawled out into pieces with a sword, and said: "The two people following me seem to be unwilling to give up. We'd better go and get rid of that ghost army first, so as not to be attacked."

Yun Zheng bumped into his shoulder, and said with an unscrupulous smile: "Be honest, have you incurred some kind of love debt, otherwise why did those two female cultivators keep chasing after you?"

Jing Jue also looked at him curiously.

Liu Qinghuan ignored Yunzheng's teasing, but said sternly: "Although the cultivation base of those ghost soldiers is not high, they still maintain the habit of the army in front of them. They can attack together and use some simple spells. It's not so easy to solve it. We be careful."

With that said, he turned and walked towards the mist.

In the mist, the Yue sisters were still fleeing in embarrassment.At this time, both of them were more or less injured, and after being chased for so long, their mana was almost exhausted.

Yue Xi ate a Yuanyang Pill, and asked anxiously: "Sister, how far are we from that Yunqing?"

"It's not far away, he stopped for some reason." Yue Weiyang said, looking at Fengshangdie on his shoulder, he was suddenly overjoyed: "He's coming!"

The two sisters couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, using the little mana left to speed up, and flew for a while, the fog in front of them gradually thinned, and three figures stood there waiting for them.

Yue Weiyang shouted loudly from afar: "Friend Daoist Yun, help us!"

Yun Zheng was slightly taken aback, then glanced at Liu Qinghuan with a half-smile.

Liu Qinghuan felt a little guilty when she thought that she had been using Yunzheng's surname to go around.

He coughed lightly, his face returned to coldness, and he said displeasedly: "Friend Yue, you have cast a tracking technique on me without saying a word, and now you are bringing a large army of ghosts to put me in danger, and you still miss me!" help you?"

Yue Weiyang's face turned pale, and she begged in a delicate voice: "Fellow Daoist Yun, we were wrong before. But my sister and I just wanted to find the General's Tomb, and there was no malice. Please also see Fellow Daoist Yun For the sake of the human monks, help us this time, and I will definitely reward fellow Taoists well in the future."

"That sounds good!" Yun Zheng clasped his hands, his face full of sarcasm: "For the sake of being human monks, can you let us go?"

Yue Xi's pretty face flushed red, and was about to fight back, Yue Weiyang hurriedly took a step forward, only begging to look at Liu Qinghuan, her beautiful eyes sparkled.

Liu Qinghuan said calmly: "You shouldn't follow me, you should look ahead. As for our account, we will settle it properly when we are alive."

Yue Weiyang's heart trembled, his spiritual consciousness swept behind them, and finally found the big pit of bones, and the speed of flying away immediately slowed down.

Yue Xi obviously also saw the big hole, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, he changed his mind, and said loudly: "Yun Qing, you little man! Sister, don't ask him, let's go!"

Yue Weiyang quickly pulled her back, apologetic: "Sister, you're talking nonsense again!"

Liu Qinghuan was expressionless, and his attention was focused on the ghost army that appeared behind them. They had obviously received strict training before they were alive, and even after they died, they still maintained a neat team.

"Okay." Yun Zheng's whole body was icy cold, and the ground where he was standing creaked, and frost formed on the ground, and he said coolly: "If you want to go, go quickly, and bring you here by the way." The ghost army took away."

Yue Weiyang and Yue Xi exchanged glances, took a deep breath, and flew down to Liu Qinghuan's side: "Young Daoist Yun, please forgive me for being outspoken. We are all on the same boat now, how about fighting the enemy together? "

Liu Qinghuan took a deep look at her, then turned to Yun Zheng and said, "How about it, there are a lot of people in this ghost army."

Yun Zheng smiled sarcastically at the Yue sisters: "Give it a try, if I can't beat it, I'll drag the two of them to be buried together."

"You!" Yue Xi was furious, trembling as if being insulted.

It's a pity that no one paid attention to her, Liu Qinghuan, Yun Zheng, and Jing Jue whispered a few words, and the three rushed forward.

The faces of the Yue sisters changed slightly.

"Sister?" Yue Xi looked at Yue Weiyang.

The latter looked behind him, saw countless white skeletons crawling out of the mass grave, shook her hand firmly, and said via voice transmission: "It's not safe to stand here, and we might be surrounded by those skeletons. Better follow them."

In front of them, the ghost army had all come out of the mist, and there was a huge blackness. With every step of the neat footsteps, the ground would vibrate.

All I heard was an emotionless voice yelling, "Shoot!"

A dense black arrow flew out from behind the team, breaking through the thick fog, and the target was the few people rushing towards them in front.

The Yue sisters who were flying behind changed their colors. They had suffered a lot from these arrows, so they involuntarily slowed down at this moment.

Liu Qinghuan only felt like a light was on his back, and an extreme sense of danger erupted from behind, and Yun Zheng yelled: "Get out of the way!"

He turned sharply, and instantly circled to Yun Zheng's side.

With Yunzheng as the center, the frost spread rapidly to the surroundings, the surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and the mist seemed to be frozen in the air.In an instant, there were snowflakes fluttering and flying, and quickly condensed into ice fronts.

With more and more ice fronts, the ice-cold sword intent continued to rise and then soared into the sky, and the fog for miles around violently churned.The blue sword light turned into vast waves, enveloping the ice front that shone with a sharp cold light, sweeping towards the flying black arrow.

As soon as the black arrow within a few feet in front of Yunzheng touched this wave, it had no strength to resist, and it fluttered uncontrollably like a helpless sapling in a hurricane, flying backwards with the ice-blue sword light And back.

The ghost soldiers directly in front of them watched Jian Guang coming towards him indifferently, but they had no emotion, no pain, and naturally they would not be afraid.Countless tattered long spears were raised up, as if they were about to compete with Jian Guang.

It's a pity, after all, this is just a mantis arm blocking the army.Where the ice-blue waves passed, the ghost army was like a harvested wheat field, leaving a long, empty passage in the middle.

Following the sword light, the ice front shot out in all directions, and after a series of hissing sounds, several ghost soldiers fell down.

Liu Qinghuan was surprised and delighted, she didn't expect Yun Zheng's sword to be so powerful.There was also a boiling fighting intent in his heart, blood was rushing all over his body, with a fingertip between his eyebrows, the life and death sword intent broke the seal and flew in front of him.

"Hahaha, Yun Zheng, I can't let you be more beautiful than before. Today we are competing to kill more ghosts!" Liu Qinghuan floated up and flew towards the ghost army at an extremely fast speed, while making a distant howling sound.

Yun Zheng's whole body was like an unsheathed ice sword, with awe-inspiring aura, he couldn't help laughing happily when he heard this, and chased after him: "Compare!"

"This, this..." Yue Xi's lips were pale, and he was frightened by Yun Zheng's terrifying sword intent.

Yue Weiyang was still able to hold his own, and looked deeply into the distance, where two completely different sword intents erupted continuously.

But I saw Jingjue running forward in a calm manner, holding his Zen stick high, following to save the remnant soul.

(End of this chapter)