Chapter 1620 Don't touch this woman, you will die

The sky over the Black Sea was always gloomy, without the sun, moon, and stars.

In another stone house, Nie Xin was sitting in meditation.

Like Ye Chunyang, after arriving at the tribe, she stayed indoors most of the time except for occasionally going out to collect some information.

This place is different from the outside world. It is easy to be spotted if you act without authorization. Nie Xin didn't want to cause trouble for no reason.

While sitting quietly, she seemed to feel something and suddenly opened her eyes.

"Since you are here, why are you sneaking around? Come out!"

"Swoosh, swoosh..."

Several figures broke through the window and flashed in the stone house, full of murderous aura.

Nie Xin looked at these people with a cold face. The other party's cultivation was no less than hers, explaining the masters of the spiritual transformation realm.

"You followed me several times, what is your purpose?" Nie Xin said with a cold look.

The several cultivators who appeared didn't seem to expect Nie Xin to say this. They were all surprised, but soon sneered.

"Fairy, you are so sensitive. We admire you." A young man who seemed to be the leader stepped forward and said, "Fairy, don't worry. We have no ill intentions. It's just that Mr. Wu admires your voice and appearance, so he specially sent us to invite you to have a chat. Please do me a favor."

"Okay." Nie Xin nodded.

The young man was delighted to hear that. Since the other party was so sensible, they didn't have to do anything.

But before he could smile, he suddenly froze there.

"Let's talk about it when you can get out alive." Nie Xin said.

Before he finished speaking, a cold wind blew.

Nie Xin raised her jade hand lightly, her slender fingers were like jade, and black and white light flowed in her palm.

An ancient and profound spiritual energy wave surged out of her body, and the stone house trembled. Under the ground, bursts of green smoke filled the air, and the air around her became as cold as ice.

As if some long-dormant inexplicable force was being pulled, a green-faced, fang-toothed ghost king appeared in the green smoke, holding a nine-foot-long sword, and appeared behind several people with a ferocious look like Shura, and the long sword suddenly chopped down.

"Ancient witch summoning technique!"

The young man suddenly changed color, stared at Nie Xin in horror and said, "How can you know the witch clan's skills!"

"Go down and ask the King of Hell." Nie Xin said expressionlessly.

"Swish!"

The big sword in the ghost king's hand was as big as a mountain. Where the blade fell, the void was twisted, rumbling, and the next moment it reached the top of several people's heads.

"Looking for death!"

Several cultivators were furious.

Although Nie Xin's cultivation had reached the great success of the spiritual transformation realm, it was obviously impossible for her to fight against many people alone. As long as she killed this ghost king, she could be easily taken down.

Immediately, several people took out their magic weapons, and the stone house was full of light, and the roar of magic spells continued.

But then an amazing scene appeared.

The ghost king's green eyes flashed with disdain, and the long sword tore through the many magic weapons, and then several people saw a scene that they would never forget.

"Bang bang bang..."

The low muffled sound continued, and the ghost king's long sword shattered the magic weapons of several people without any hindrance. The next moment, blood mist splashed and screams continued.

"Level 2 upper-level ghost!"

"You are crazy! You dare to summon a ghost that is more powerful than your cultivation. Even if you practice more witch clan secrets, you will definitely be backfired!"

The young man screamed in horror.

The level of the second-level upper-level ghost is equivalent to the perfect cultivator of the spiritual transformation realm. Nie Xin's summoning beyond the level is tantamount to seeking death.

Nie Xin's face was as cold as ice, and she did not answer at all.

Under the control of her magic formula, the ghost king slashed down with a long sword.

The young man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately chanted a spell, retreated wildly, and quickly fled from here.

The ghost king's cultivation was higher than his, and he killed everyone with one sword. How could the young man have the confidence to fight against him? Now he had no choice but to run for his life and report the news to Master Wu.

Before he escaped from the door, the young man's body froze.

A cold light fell from the sky, and then a "sizzle" sound rang out. A series of lightning-like sharp sword lights slashed at the young man. He didn't even have time to activate the protective magic shield, and was cut in half on the spot.

Nie Xintan opened her mouth slightly, and a black flame flew out, and the bodies of several people turned into ashes instantly.

But at this moment, her face was pale, a few beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, and her breath fluctuated.

In front of her, the ghost king holding a long sword stood still, with cold murderous aura in his eyes, and his eyes seemed to be looking for a target to kill.

The next moment, it suddenly looked at Nie Xin, his eyes were emotionless, and the long sword in his hand was swung again.

Nie Xin's expression changed slightly, and she quickly chanted a spell and cast a spell at the ghost king, who then calmed down.

Seeing this, Nie Xin breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her hand and looked at her palm, only to see a black mist lingering, gradually penetrating into her meridians along her wrist.

"As the secret technique says, once this cross-level summoning technique is used, it will be immediately counterattacked by the ghost."

Nie Xin used two fingers to urge the spell, wiped the black mist, and forcibly suppressed it.

When she explored the ancient cave of the witch clan with Ye Chunyang's clone before, she got a secret technique that could temporarily summon ghosts across levels. Because this technique damages one's own true essence, it can be said that killing one thousand enemies will injure oneself eight hundred, so it is listed as a forbidden technique.

Given the cruelty of this technique, Nie Xin would not use it easily unless it was absolutely necessary.

But just now, she was outnumbered, and she could not compete with several people by herself, so she had to use this method to take the initiative and kill all the opponents.

"This summoning technique has a time limit, and can only be used once in a short period of time. I must wait until I resolve the backlash before I can use it again. The ghost king will disappear within an hour at most. When these people followed me before, I secretly checked that Master Wu. This person's cultivation is still in the perfect state of spiritual transformation, and he has not yet formed a pill. So... I will control the ghost king to kill him before he is alert."

A hint of cruelty flashed in Nie Xin's beautiful eyes.

That Master Wu has set his sights on her. If this hidden danger is not resolved, there will be no peace for a long time in the future.

Nie Xin has never been a person who sits and waits to be controlled. That Master Wu should not have thought that she would take the initiative to attack.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

Just then, a chuckle came, "Miss Nie has a strong character, I like her, but if you want to find me, Wu, why bother to come in person, Wu can come by himself."

"Mr. Wu", dressed in gorgeous brocade, patted the iron fan with one hand, followed by two beautiful girls, and walked into the stone house with a smile on his face.

Nie Xin's eyes narrowed.

I didn't expect the other party to get here before her.

Mr. Wu looked at Nie Xin, with amazement in his eyes, patting the iron fan in his hand repeatedly, as if appreciating a work of art, and said: "Sure enough, a stunning beauty, a stunning beauty... And I didn't expect that the girl is also a descendant of the witch clan, and has mastered the ancient witch summoning technique, which is wonderful, wonderful..."

"When you become my concubine, I will treat you well."

Mr. Wu chuckled.

Nie Xin's face was frosty, without saying a word, he urged the magic formula to hit the ghost king.

A deep roar echoed in the stone house, and the ground was shaking violently. The ghost king's long sword appeared above Master Wu's head like lightning, and slashed down at his neck.

"You summoned such a ghost king with your great cultivation in the spiritual realm. I think you have extremely profound ancient witchcraft. This master is somewhat interested in this."

Master Wu smiled indifferently.

"Shua shua" sounded, Master Wu's wrist shook, and the iron fan in his hand flew out, rising in the wind, and the next moment it was like covering the sky and the sun, hitting the ghost king's long sword.

Then he pinched his hand, and a white light was shot out. The ghost king suddenly made a roar and explosion, and a layer of white light ignited, and the bloodthirsty long sword also turned into green smoke and disappeared into the air.

"Puff!"

The ghost king was destroyed, and Nie Xin, who had a life connection with him, immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his true essence was greatly damaged.

A cold light flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly jumped towards the roof.

"Miss Nie, you can't get away."

Mr. Wu laughed, and the two girls beside him suddenly cast spells, and two beams of light were shot out, heading straight for Nie Xin.

At this time, Nie Xin discovered that the two girls who looked like maids actually had the cultivation of the Great Spiritual Transformation Realm.

The surroundings of Nie Xin suddenly stagnated, and the two beams of light bound her tightly like a cage, and then a force of confinement surged into her body, and she immediately became confused and fainted on the spot.

Mr. Wu walked forward, and his slender fingers stroked Nie Xin's beautiful face, with greed in his eyes.

"Sir, are you going to enjoy this woman now?" A girl next to him said.

"No, such a beautiful woman, it would be a shame to enjoy her rashly." Master Wu said as if he was admiring a beautiful work of art, "Take her back first, I need to choose an auspicious day to spend the wedding night with her."

"Yes!"

The two girls carried Nie Xin out.

Master Wu walked out of the stone house with a happy face, but his eyes were fixed.

"Who!"

The two girls immediately felt as if they were facing a great enemy.

There was a figure sitting on the roof, not tall, holding a wine pot, with two ghost-headed swords half a head taller than him stuck behind his back, and he looked a little drunk.

"I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be you, a thief who specializes in making money from the dead, what's the matter, are you, Fu Xingchang, going to meddle in my business?"

Looking at the short drunk on the roof, Master Wu sneered.

"You, Wu, are really thick-skinned. I have nothing to do with you, so I don't bother to meddle in your business." Fu Xingchang burped and looked at Master Wu with a squint.

"Hmph! I won't argue with you. I'm determined to get this woman. Get out of here if you know what's good for you, or don't blame me for not remembering our past friendship." Master Wu snorted coldly.

"We're on opposite sides of the road. I'm drinking on the upper side, and you're walking on the lower side. What does it have to do with me?" Fu Xingchang raised his head and poured a sip of wine, saying without turning his head.

Master Wu's face was gloomy.

He looked at Fu Xingchang deeply, and finally didn't bother to pay attention, and ordered the two girls to take Nie Xin away.

"Wait!"

Fu Xingchang said.

"Why, do you really want to meddle in other people's business? Yes, you brought this female cultivator and that kid to the tribe. You don't have any relationship with them, do you?" Master Wu's eyes flashed gloomy.

Fu Xingchang rolled his eyes and said, "They are just passers-by to me, and they have nothing to do with me. But I want to advise you, Wu, that you'd better not touch this woman, or you will die."

"What did you say?" Master Wu narrowed his eyes.

Fu Xingchang continued to drink silently and stopped talking.

Mr. Wu sneered, ignored his words, and quickly disappeared outside the stone house.