After transmigrating into a waste wood in the world of cultivating immortals, I bound the demon king

Unexpectedly, their Twelve Peach Blossom Swords were no match for this guy.

The double swordsmanship of the two was taught by their master, Zhenjun Huai Qing. Although they were only at the early stage of Yuanying, their double swordsmanship could easily defeat the monks of the middle stage of Yuanying, and even had a fight with the monks of the late stage of Yuanying. Power.

In the past two years, they were able to compete with the old ghost of Huangquan, but now they are no match for him. It seems that the old ghost of Huangquan has been refining and sacrificing innocent people a lot in the past two years.

The two of them quickly crushed the transmission notes and asked for help from the Qinglan Sect: "Come to the Coral Island in the East China Sea quickly. The cultivation level of the old ghost from Huangquan has greatly increased. I and others are far from being opponents!"

"Jie Jie Jie~ You two little kids are so naive. By the time your sect comes to support you, you will have long since become the ghosts in this staff."

"Good boys, here are two pieces of fresh flesh and blood. Go ahead and eat them to your heart's content!" The old ghost from Huang Quan laughed wildly and knocked his crutch on the ground. The red skull's eyes oozed out wisps of black energy, turning into miserable and miserable bodies. Bloody ghosts surrounded the two of them.

Both of them looked grave. The male cultivator named Zhou Lei gritted his teeth and said: "Junior sister, let's find a way to hold on a little longer until the sect comes to rescue us."

However, both of them understood that there was a huge gap in cultivation between them and the old ghost from Huangquan who was in the middle of the out-of-body experience. They were afraid that they would die in the hands of this old ghost before help came.

"Junior Sister, Twelve Peach Blossom Swords!"

Li Yun'er nodded. The two of them held the sword in their hands and staggered their steps. Their figures were elegant and in unison, and their steps were in unison. The pink light on the sword bloomed, and the entire sea area violently agitated, with sea beasts escaping, filled with a powerful aura.

The two of them put their swords together and condensed twelve sharp sword energies, which were fired at the old ghost of Huang Quan from twelve different directions.

Leng Qingning, who was hiding in the rocks, had been observing the old ghost of Huangquan's moves, preparing to find the best opportunity and wait for the opportunity to make a move.

"It's useless. You are so naive. With the strength of the two of you, you are just a mere peach blossom twelve swordsman. Now I don't take it seriously."

The old ghost from Huangquan tapped his cane, and the ghosts around him let out horrifying screams, and floated forward at the same time. The temperature around him instantly dropped to freezing point, and Zhou Lei and both of them shivered.

The twelve sword energies were torn apart by the fifteen ghosts in an instant. Three of the ghosts suddenly appeared from behind the two of them. The two seemed to be aware of it and hurriedly dodged. Unexpectedly, they were injured by the ghosts and flew backwards. go out.

The Yin energy of the ghost seeped into the body, and the blood all over the body felt as if it was condensed by ice. Their faces turned purple and blue at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there were even wisps of black gas coming out of the wounds.

A cold and strange force penetrated along the wound, and Li Yun'er and Li Yun'er's bodies seemed to be torn apart, causing them to roll on the ground in pain.

The group of gloomy ghosts rushed up at the same time.

"Do not!--"

The two of them wanted to struggle, but the old ghost of Huangquan snorted coldly, and a wisp of black energy tightly wrapped the two of them. They were unable to move and could only watch the ghosts rushing over.

Li Yun'er and Zhou Lei looked desperate. The sect's reinforcements hadn't arrived yet. Are they going to die here like this?
"Crack-"

Just when the two of them were in despair, a clear voice sounded, and then they heard the old ghost from hell spit out a large mouthful of blood and roared with exhausting anger.

"Damn it, which bastard broke my crutch? Get out of here!"

The ghosts who originally surrounded them disappeared out of thin air, and they saw the old ghost from hell holding a broken crutch in his hand, his eyes split open, and the other part of the crutch was covered by a beautiful female nun in blue. Hold it in your hand and play with it.

"Tsk, tsk, this broken crutch actually killed so many people."

The old man's magical weapon was destroyed and he suffered severe backlash. Zhou Lei and Li Yun'er looked at each other and felt extremely relieved.Li Yun'er stood up immediately, walked forward with an excited face and said: "Thank you for your help. If it weren't for you, the two of us would have died in the hands of this old ghost. The two of us are Qinglan Sect disciples. We will be useful in the future." Just tell me wherever you are."

After the two of them reported their identities to her, Leng Qingning also reported her name.

Seeing that his own magic weapon had been destroyed and was being slandered in this way, the old ghost from Huang Quan suddenly lost all reason and without any explanation, he attacked head on with the crutch that cut off everything.

"It's you, damn stinky girl, I'm going to kill you!"

The dark Yin Qi encircled the ghosts with ferocious faces, making gloomy sounds, sweeping through the gusts of wind, forming a black vortex, wrapping the three of them.

"Be careful, fellow Daoist Leng, this evil cultivator is good at the art of ghosts and can control ghosts to fight..."

However, before they could finish their words, they saw a dazzling bolt of thunder exploding towards the old ghost in Underworld, which contained a hint of deep purple true thunder.

In an instant, the lightning shot straight into the sky, breaking through the surrounding black Yin Qi. The old ghost Huang Quan let out an unwilling scream, and his body was instantly blown to pieces by the power of the thunder.

Only a bulging black storage bag was left on the ground.

Leng Qingning put away the black storage bag without politeness. The old ghost Huang Quan was dead, and the storage bag became an ownerless thing and could be opened easily.

Li Yun'er and Zhou Lei didn't have any objections to her taking the storage bag, because after all, she was the one who killed the person.

"Great, I hope you two are fine. What about Huang Quan Laogui?" I saw four male cultivators arriving late. It was the sect's rescue that had arrived.

The two of them each held a broken crutch in their hands and said: "The old ghost of Huangquan was killed by this fellow Taoist... Hey, where is the person?"

When the two of them turned around, they found that Leng Qingning had already disappeared.

The four people didn't say anything after hearing Leng Qingning leave. After all, the masters have their own tempers.

Now that they have the broken crutch of the Huangquan Tower Ghost, they can return to the sect with peace of mind and resume their lives.

It turned out that Leng Qingning chose to leave without saying goodbye after hearing the system prompt.She had just killed this old devil from underworld and had a serious overdraft profit, and was looking for a safe place to flirt with him.

Although her power of true thunder is very strong, it is not easy to kill the old ghost of Huangquan. She used the power of the Sea God Mirror to improve her own strength, and then she killed the old ghost of Huangquan.

She took inventory of the old thing's storage bag.

Good guy, this old guy's family is really rich. There are top-quality spiritual stones as high as a hill, and several boxes containing various precious spiritual plants.

Inside the corner box were a dozen thick stacks of middle-grade talisman papers, five stacks of high-grade talisman papers, a pair of flying cloud boots that could accelerate, and dozens of books on practicing evil and forbidden arts.

She was not interested in these sinister techniques and threw them in the corner.

However, Leng Qingning was extremely interested in one of the books, "The Soul-Capturing Needle".