Chapter 882 The ghost cultivator from Wujian, Xi Longxuan dies

Knowing that everything was irreversible, Xi Longxuan sat down on the ground, his hair spread behind him and became messy. Xiaomi's expression does not look like that of a powerful person in the Golden Core stage, but like an ordinary old man who is helpless in the face of fate.

At this time, even a strong person in the Golden Core Stage will die when death comes!

After just a moment, he slowly raised his head and said to Leng Yan: "Thousands of years ago, the world of immortals was at war with demons. At that time, there was also a group of ghosts who didn't know where they came from..."

Before Xi Longxuan finished speaking, his voice suddenly stopped as if someone had strangled his throat for an instant.

"Hahaha... You Xi Longxuan, this king... I underestimated you, but I actually let you find out a lot of information. It's a pity... you could have lived one more stick of incense!"

"Why are you so ignorant of the preciousness of life that you have to rush to death!" ??

A hoarse voice sounded, like a rusty laughter that hurt people's eardrums.

Xi Longxuan's expression became extremely painful, his eyes turned white and bulged, and he could only make a weak 'ho ho' sound from his throat.

"presumptuous!"

Before Heiwu could kill him in pain, Leng Yan snorted indifferently, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

In an instant, a cloud of thousand-year-old cold air emerged from the ground, soared into the sky, and submerged into the black mist.

Under the attack of cold air, in just a moment, the black mist was frozen.

Xi Longxuan was able to breathe, and he took a big breath with a look of lingering fear on his face, and immediately continued to speak.

"He is a ghost cultivator from Wujian. Seniors must not let him break through the seal, otherwise Muyun Prefecture in the future will become a purgatory on earth..."

"Do you really think that if you tell me my secret, you can get the chance to reincarnate again? My transactions have never failed. You should be very clear about this, right...? Everything, It’s time to stop here!”

The hoarse voice sounded like a life-threatening demon sound again, but it was obviously half a beat slower.

There was obviously extreme anger in it.

Before he finished speaking, there was a "click" sound.

The ghost mist that had been frozen for thousands of years broke through the ice in an instant and floated in the air again.

In the fog, a strong ghost power emerged, and the thick ghost energy condensed into an arrow. The moment the seal was broken, it penetrated into Xi Longxuan's heart with lightning speed.

Xi Longxuan's body shook violently, his eyes widened in horror again, and he wanted to continue speaking, but the sound he made could only turn into a whimper mixed with blood and water.

His body went limp, and then he fell to the ground with a 'plop'. The last breath can only come out of the chest. No matter how unwilling and reluctant you are, it can't stop the flow of life.

In the blink of an eye, his life was gone and he died on the spot!

All this happened in the midst of electric sparks. As soon as the hoarse voice spoke, the ghost mist had already broken through, and Xi Longxuan fell to the ground in response.

The speed was so fast that Leng Yan didn't even have time to react.

At the moment of Xi Longxuan's death, the harsh sound slowly fell.

At the same time, the ghost gas mist suddenly dissipated and turned into strands of ghost gas as thin as hair, which was about to envelope and engulf Xi Longxuan's corpse.

The ghost energy is scattered in thousands, and after spreading, it is almost undetectable, but every trace contains amazing power.

Su Twelve felt his scalp numb after just one glance.

Such a method may seem like an understatement, but it reveals an astonishing foundation and an understanding of the horror of the avenue of magic.

In his opinion, he couldn't think of any way to fight against the traces of ghostly energy. It's simply... impossible to defend against, and

Once touched, you will be seriously injured even if you are not dead.

Obviously, the opponent's strength is far beyond his imagination. Even if he is greatly restricted outside the evil path, he can still do a lot.

But now... I am being targeted by such a being.

Thinking of what he had just thought, trying to kill the opponent in advance, Su Twelve's heart beat faster involuntarily, and he felt that breathing became difficult.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Su Twelve hurriedly turned to look at Leng Yan. Fortunately, there was Leng Yan beside him at this moment, otherwise, what he was thinking about now would be how to escape and run away.

"Hmph! How brave! He killed someone in front of me and wanted to take his body away? He is simply seeking death!"

Leng Yan snorted coldly, her cold eyes emitting an even colder light, rarely showing more than a hint of anger.

The body moved with the sound, and ten slender jade fingers flicked in the air quickly, and the true energy in the body emerged, quickly outlining and condensing into a series of magic formulas.

The magic formula emits brilliance, transforming Peiran's true energy into countless tiny sword lights, attacking the wisps of ghostly energy in the air.

"Bang bang bang..."

Following a series of explosions, most of the ghost energy dispersed in the air was instantly attacked and disintegrated.

Only less than 30% of the ghost energy was left, and they had to quickly gather into a group. Then the ghost power fluctuated, and an evil ghost power spell was outlined in the sky.

The magic formula vibrated, holding up the defensive light shield, and just barely blocked a series of cold and precise attacks.

"What an elder of the secret pavilion. As expected of the Nascent Soul stage, he can actually transform into thousands of swords. I... look down upon you."

The fog fluctuated, and voices came out of it.

"Looking at your ability and strength, you must be a strong person. Isn't it interesting to hide your head and hide your tail like this?"

Lengyan spoke

, staring at the remaining fog, his expression became more solemn.

The ghost cultivator from Wujian, although I don't know where it is yet, may make Xi Longxuan so frightened. He even said that once the other party breaks the seal, the entire Muyun Prefecture will become a human hell.

It was obvious that the other party's ability was far more powerful than he had initially estimated.

Although less than 30% of the ghost mist group was left, it was still able to block his own offensive, which also showed that the opponent's strength had not dropped too much.

No matter how you look at it, this is definitely an opponent that cannot be underestimated.

"Ho ho... why bother? I will show up when it's time to show up. Today, I'm here just for the transaction. This is also the agreement between Xi Longxuan and me. Little girl, do you... really want to stop me?"

The hoarse voice sounded, like the sound of rust rubbing against iron. The smile was really ugly, but it also showed calmness and calmness.

Leng Yan was unhurried, flicking her fingers, still forming seals quickly.

"Your agreement has nothing to do with me! No matter where you come from or what you want, this... is the territory of the Huanxing Sect! Xi Longxuan is a member of the Huanxing Sect. Do you think... I will let you succeed?"

He asked in reply, and in an instant, a cold sword light reappeared majestically.

When the sword came out, the wind and clouds on the entire ice peak stopped, and even the snowflakes falling in the air seemed to be frozen at this moment, hanging in the air piece by piece.

Without giving the mysterious man Gui Wu a chance to answer, the majestic sword light fell from the sky. The defensive light shield around Gui Wu could not hold on for even a breath and was instantly broken.

"ah……"

Gui Wu received this blow, let out a shrill scream, and collapsed instantly.

Leng Yan's cold eyes were unruffled, and her slender hands still maintained their sword-pointing posture. After scanning through it repeatedly with his spiritual consciousness, he raised his hand, brushed his sleeves, and slowly sheathed his sword.

Sudden!