I have been experimenting with medicine in the Palace of Longevity for 30 years

Chapter 190 Black Eat Black

"It turned out to be fellow Taoist!"

Master Xuanyu nodded and said, it seems that he just heard about it.

"you"

Zhu Hongqi, after a long time, finally suppressed the turbulent Qi in his chest, and didn't want to entangle with this person anymore, and said bitterly: "Master Xuanyu, since everyone is here, let's start the transaction .”

Master Xuanyu took a look at the sky, and was tossed about by himself, and it was already Haishi at this time.

The sun had completely set, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, which completely covered the shy moon, and no half of the moonlight fell.

There are no stars and moons tonight, at most a quarter of an hour, it will be pitch black here, and you can't see your fingers.

"Okay, have you brought everything I want?"

Master Xuanyu reversed his previous hippie smile and asked in a deep voice.

"That's natural."

Zhu Hong told another second-rank Wuxiu who was wearing a black robe beside him, "Gurin, show our things to Master Xuanyu."

The second grade Wuxiu immediately took off a bulging storage bag from his waist and handed it to Zhu Hong.

Zhu Hong said: "There are nearly a hundred kinds of strange poisons in Beimang, and there are nearly a thousand kinds of spiritual materials."

"Especially the cold marrow, a specialty of Beimang, which also contains two drops."

He Pingan nodded, and his spiritual consciousness swept into it, which was no different from what Zhu Hong said.

Seeing that he finished the inspection, Zhu Hong asked, "Where's yours?"

"Of course it has already been brought here."

Daoist Xuanyu waved his hand, and immediately a dead soul with no consciousness floated out from the pouch of ghosts around his waist.

Zhu Hong glanced over, and based on the clothing of the dead soul and the strong Yin Qi, he had already judged that the dead soul was from the Valley of Shadows.

Then the consciousness was inserted into the pouch of ghosts, and after a quick scan, it was found that there were indeed ten thousand dead souls in it.

"Okay, Master Xuanyu really keeps his word!"

Zhu Hong showed a hint of joy, as long as he handed over the dead souls in the Valley of Heroic Souls to Wu Xian, it would be a great achievement.

Perhaps Lord Wu Xian, when he is in a happy mood, will teach him how to step into half-step transcendence.

One of them was carrying a ghost bag, and the other was carrying a storage bag. When Zhu Hong counted from one to three, they let go at the same time, and the bags in their hands slowly floated towards each other at the same time.

"Go!"

At this moment, Zhu Hong yelled sharply, and suddenly increased his strength in his hand, trying to take the ghost bag into his hand.

At the same time, the two second-rank witch cultivators beside him, one of them recited a witch spell to communicate with the world, and the other grabbed the storage bag that was close at hand.

The change was so fast, Master Xuanyu didn't react at all, and even had a stiff smile of happy transaction on his face.

"boom!"

Just when Zhu Hong was about to catch the ghost bag, the ghost bag suddenly exploded automatically, and the thousands of dead souls from the Heroic Soul Valley inside filed out of it, and rushed towards the Beimang cavalry who were still far away.

All of a sudden, the cloudy air soared to the sky, covering the sky and the moon, and the hundreds of miles around Xuanwu Cliff had turned into ghosts and ghosts.

But after that, the second-rank witch cultivator had finished reciting the witchcraft, and a cold aura fell on Master Xuanyu obscurantly, directly acting on his soul.

Just as the witchcraft took effect, Master Xuanyu turned his head and smiled strangely at the second-rank witch cultivator. A golden talisman on his body suddenly shone with golden light, blocking all the negative effects of the witchcraft from his body.

Nothing fell on him.

And at this moment, in the void on the side, a figure turned from virtual to real to reveal its figure. The golden light in its right hand was shining, and the hair came first, grabbing the storage bag in his hand.

It was the three crazy Taoists!

"Senior Crazy Three, you are finally here."

Seeing the appearance of the three crazy Taoist priests, Master Xuanyu suddenly showed a smile on his face.

Then his figure changed for a while, revealing his real body, turning into Wei Jinghuan.

It was He Ping'an who used the Tiangang 36 method to transform Wei Jinghuan into the real person Xuanyu.

The method of transformation is so clever that even He Ping'an's fellow monks could not see through it, completely covering up Wei Jinghuan's yin energy.

How do Zhu Hong and the others see it?

This was a strategy that He Pingan had made long ago. He knew that the Wu clan would not deal honestly, so he kept hiding in the dark, and Wei Jinghuan was in the open to attract the attention of the enemy.

Prepare to be black and eat black.

As for delaying time, of course it was to allow these ghost soldiers to attack.

If it was daytime, the strength of these ghost soldiers would definitely drop greatly. At this time, the sun had completely set, the yang energy was sinking, and the yin energy was rising. These ghost soldiers would be like a tiger with wings added.

"kill!"

Sure enough, ten thousand ghost soldiers collided with these five thousand Northern Mang cavalry soldiers, and they immediately fought together.

When the ghost soldier saw his enemy, he was extremely jealous.

Now that there is a chance for revenge, how can you not seize the opportunity.

After 500 years in the Valley of Heroic Souls, although it is far inferior to the world of human books, most of the ghost soldiers have also worn down to the seventh rank through time.

Even some of the ghost generals were already at the third rank of the middle class, relying on the number of ghosts, they quickly gained the upper hand.

The ghost soldiers of the lower third rank cannot act on entities, but they can create illusions. Suddenly, blood and flesh flew across the Northern Mang cavalry, causing chaos.

The brother who was originally dependent on him for life and death, but while he was not paying attention, he slashed his head with a knife.

Until the head fell to the ground, some Beimang cavalrymen still hadn't realized why the brother who had no relationship with him would cut off his head.

"Children, retreat first!"

Seeing this scene, the second-rank general of Beimang immediately circulated his true energy, knocking back the two fourth-rank ghost generals who rushed over beside him, and roared loudly, shaking the whole field.

"Stop howling, your opponent is me!"

A cold voice came from the leader of General Bei Mang.

Before he finished chanting, the light above his head became extremely dim, the clouds covered the top, and a ghost claw the size of a hundred feet poked out from the clouds.

As soon as the ghost claw came out, the endless Yin Qi immediately blocked the surrounding Baizhang space, grabbed the second-rank general into his hands, and quickly dragged him into the cloud.

Inside the dark cloud, there are gusts of gloomy wind, howling ghosts and howling wolves. An old Taoist ghost repairer wearing a purple robe and a fairy-like bone is sitting cross-legged in it, with a gleam of joy on his face. Killing this second-rank general of Beimang, his merits and virtues should not It's low.

No matter how many other ghost cultivators killed, how could the second-rank general he beheaded be as high as him?

The old Taoist is Tao Zhenren. He and these ten thousand ghost soldiers have been summoned by He Pingan a long time ago, and they are only waiting to find a suitable opportunity to act and accumulate merit.

In Tao Zhenren's eyes, the second-rank general in front of him was no longer a stranger, but a huge amount of moving merit.

Groups of dense yin qi enveloped him layer by layer, completely surrounding this second-rank general who was full of true energy and rushed left and right with a mace in his hand.

The howling of ghosts and wolves continued to come from the dark clouds, affecting the mind of the second-rank general of Beimang.

I saw that in the hundreds of feet of cloud, a piece protruded here for a while, and was torn apart by the powerful real essence of the mace for a while.

But for a quarter of an hour, the cloud was getting closer and closer, and the movement within it was getting smaller and smaller. Not surprisingly, this second-rank general persisted for a quarter of an hour at most before he would be swallowed by Tao Zhenren.

This is because Tao Zhenren has just become a ghost cultivator, and he is not very good at fighting against ghost cultivators, otherwise he should have directly crushed this second-rank general.

(End of this chapter)