Xianhong Road

Chapter 499
Guihuanmen is located in the barren swamp in the south of Yuyang Country. It has a long history of thousands of years and is famous all over the world for its practice of spiritual mysticism and ghost cultivation and soul control.

Since the establishment of the sect, it has always been the powerful cultivating sect of Yuyang Guoxiong.

Even hundreds of years ago, the Ghost Gate had always been ruled by the Nascent Soul, and it was one of Yuyang Kingdom's most malleable superpowers.

However, 400 years ago, the Yuanying Patriarch of the Guihuan Sect fell, causing the strength of the Guihuan Sect to plummet, and it became a first-class force.

However, even so, in the past few hundred years, Ghost Huanmen has been a leader among the first-class sects in Yuyang Kingdom today, and its strength is second only to the three major sects.

Among several first-class schools in Yuyang Country, only the "Jin Hongmen" with the same deep foundation can keep pace with it.

However, in the past few years, the situation has turned for the better... The strength of Ghost Huanmen has risen again, and it has become a force that the three major sects fear, completely surpassing Jin Hongmen and other first-class sects.

According to rumors, a certain golden core cultivator of the Ghost Fantasy Sect, before his lifespan was about to expire, had an epiphany and broke through to the Nascent Soul stage in one fell swoop.

After hundreds of years, a new Nascent Soul stage expert was born in the Ghost Fantasy Sect, which made countless forces in Yuyang afraid.

It can be expected that with the new Nascent Soul and old monsters in charge, the prosperity of the Ghost Phantom Sect will continue for at least hundreds of years.

Imagine with such a super big faction, who would dare to provoke him in Yuyang?

However, in recent days, the "Ghost Castle", the most important place for ghosts and illusions, has been heavily guarded and the atmosphere is oppressive.

There are hundreds of monks patrolling near the Castle of Light, accounting for almost one-fifth of the elite monks in Ghost Castle.

One of the patrolling monks slowly passed by the gate of Ghost Castle.

There are a total of 12 monks in this team, eight monks in the concentration period, four monks in the foundation establishment period, including a strong man in the late foundation establishment period.

With such a lineup, even if you wait for the high-ranking Jindan to come in person, you have to be a little bit cautious.

"Oh, it's a hot day, we've already circled here dozens of times today."

A patrol monk complained.

"That's right. Recently, the high-level sect officials suddenly ordered to strengthen their security."

"This is really puzzling. With the current strength of my Ghost Illusion Sect, coupled with the geographical advantage of Ghost Castle, who dares to commit crimes?"

Another person sighed.

"Shut up all of you." The old man who led the team in the late stage of foundation establishment sneered coldly: "This is an order from the top of the sect, whoever dares to talk about it, don't blame me for punishing you to patrol for half a year."

The monks fell silent immediately.

"Hey, look, there seems to be a person coming over there... the speed is so fast!!"

A young man in the Foundation Establishment Stage exclaimed, and everyone looked sideways.

The old man who led the group took a look, and saw a shadow-like phantom appearing in his field of vision, looking down at the entire Ghost Castle with cold and disdainful eyes.

When he touched the eyes of the cold and devilish man, the old man who established the foundation shuddered all over, and his heart was terrified.

"Who dares to trespass on Ghost Castle!!"

He reacted quickly and shouted loudly, attracting the attention of the patrolling monks nearby.

shhhhh! !
Immediately, two teams of monks flew towards the black-robed demonic man obliquely above Ghost Spirit Castle.

"Go and inform the elders, this person is not a good person, at least a high-ranking strongman, otherwise how dare he come here alone to provoke trouble."

The old man who established the foundation quickly asked a patrolling monk to report the news, while he led the rest of the monks to surround him.

In just an instant, Shi Qianhan was surrounded by twenty or thirty monks.

Moreover, more and more monks are coming here.

"Which cultivator are you and what is your purpose? If you don't make it clear, don't blame me for being rude."

A Foundation Establishment youth who led the team proudly looked on coldly.

Just look at Shi Qianhan's posture, you can know that he has no good intentions, and he is definitely not someone to be messed with.

"What's my intention?" Shi Qianhan glanced at these people with an idiot's gaze: "Of course Shi wants to...kill you all."

His voice was indifferent, revealing an undisguised murderous intent.

Kill them all! !

When the patrolling monks heard this, they couldn't help but gasped.

Isn't the tone of the demonic youth in front of him too loud?
However, seeing Shi Qianhan's expression and temperament, they also knew that he was definitely not someone to be provoked.

"You're courting death! Let's do it!!"

The Foundation Establishment youth who spoke just now gave a cold snort, and took the lead in attacking, and two faint red lights shot out from his eyes.

He actually directly launched the spiritual mystic technique to harm the enemy from the spiritual level.

Shi Qianhan stood upright with his hands behind his back, a billowing devilish energy emerged from his body, releasing a domineering and violent aura.

Hum~~
With a sudden tremor, the nine secluded demonic energy around him surged, and a shock wave of demonic energy burst out in all directions, forming a ring shape, sweeping across all directions.

There was a stir in the air, the sound of the wind vibrating, whistling harshly.

Where the ring-shaped shock wave of magic energy passed, flesh and blood flew across it, blooming like flowers.

"Ah ah ah..."

The screams continued, and in the blink of an eye, seven or eight monks were shocked to death, and the rest were seriously injured.

"This person is terrifying, you can't get close to him, and hold him back from a distance."

The old man who established the foundation before spat out blood, and his voice resounded.

All the monks looked shocked and scattered in all directions.

Shi Qianhan smiled coldly, with a slight sneer at the corner of his mouth, and slowly approached Ghost Castle.

At the same time, he stretched out a hand, and the black light wave "slapped" in the palm of his hand.

Immediately, black palm prints flickered in the void, and there was a roaring explosion.

The area hit by the black palm print exploded within a radius of ten feet, producing incredible power. Anyone who was hit would have their bones exploded and annihilated in flying ashes.

Under the terrified eyes of the monks, Shi Qianhan walked in the void, as if entering a land of no one, with one hand on his back, and only one hand slapping the air.

Within a radius of tens of feet, no one is spared.

In just a short time, more than a dozen people died under Shi Qianhan's palm prints, and none of them could meet face to face.

"It's ridiculous and shameful for a dignified high-ranking strongman to bully my low-ranking juniors..."

Suddenly, an ear-piercing and sharp voice came from one side of Ghost Spirit Castle.

As soon as the words fell, a bald old man with a golden cloak rode the billowing ghost fog and roared towards Shi Qianhan.

"It's Elder Tang! That's great."

The monks who fled in all directions regained their confidence and fighting spirit, and all stood in the distance, surrounding Shi Qianhan.

"Children of the Demon Dao, suffer death!!"

The bald-headed old man rubbed his hands together, and with two dark electric arcs, he puffed and stabbed at Shi Qianhan.

"A mid-stage Golden Core cultivator dares to be arrogant in front of Shi."

Shi Qianhan waved his hand, and the black palm print flashed again, striking at the bald old man.

The bald golden core old man's body froze, and he immediately felt a suppressed and uncomfortable terrifying aura.

He looked at Shi Qianhan in amazement, only then did he realize that the other party's cultivation base was unfathomable, and his displayed strength had faintly reached the peak of Jindan.

The bald old golden elixir immediately activated the defensive magic weapon, and suddenly a black basket in his hand was magnified several times, forming a dark hole with ghostly fog billowing inside.

bang~~
The black palm print carried the power of splitting mountains and cracking the ground, and hit the black basket hard, causing the entire black hole to shake suddenly, and immediately collapsed in the next moment.

Click!

This defensive magic weapon exploded out of thin air, and the bald old man spit out blood with a look of shock on his face.

And the two dark electric arcs he shot were scattered by the world-cleaning demon energy before they even got close to Shi Qianhan's body.

The aura on Shi Qianhan's body became stronger and stronger, rising suddenly, and within a hundred miles, the entire Ghost Castle was suppressed by that majestic demonic aura.

"National Infant Powerhouse! You...you are Shi Qianhan!!"

The bald old man seemed to have thought of something, his face was terrified, and he immediately ran to the ghost castle.

When the rest of the monks heard the words, under the terrifying power of the demon, they were frightened and fled away one after another.

"Today, I want the entire Ghost Gate to be expelled from Yuyang Country!!!"

Shi Qianhan's eyes were deep and deep, releasing a domineering look, his body was full of devilish energy, like a devil awakened for some reason, he stepped towards the ghost castle step by step.

"Hahaha... Shi Qianhan! This old man has been waiting for you for a long time!"

On the Ghost Castle, a slender, white-bearded old man appeared, with two groups of chilling purple light bursting out from his eyes.

A majestic spiritual coercion was released from his body, and the purple light mist around him was transpiring. The powerful aura condensed in the sky above the ghost castle, and it was equal to Shi Qianhan's powerful magic power.

"The newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator of Ghost Phantom Sect, are you finally willing to come out?"

Shi Qianhan finally showed a satisfied smile.

"Old man Yuan Youqing, the Great Elder of Ghost Huanmen, I have heard of Fellow Daoist Shi's name a long time ago."

The white-bearded old man looked like a weightless ghost, he leaped lightly into the air, and if he threw it casually, he would be ten or twenty feet long, leaving behind afterimages.

Shi Qianhan showed a strange look, and his heart froze. He already understood that the enemy he was going to face was good at speed and body skills, and he might have a big fight.

"Shi Mou doesn't care about your identity and name." Shi Qianhan slowly raised his arms and looked directly at the elder of the Ghost Huanmen: "Because, you will die soon today."

"But as far as I know, the person who is going to die today is you—"

A purple ghost light flashed in Yuan Youqing's eyes, his figure was like an electric arc, and ten fingers shot out dark purple lines, which intertwined and surrounded Shi Qianhan heavily.

The black texture in Shi Qianhan's palm trembled, and he slapped it suddenly, and the black energy rushed like a torrent.

puff puff! !
However, those dark purple lines trembled like waves as if they were not under any force, and then entangled Shi Qianhan.

Shi Qianhan's face showed shock, and the black light energy around his body exploded, as if it was real, shaking out the dark purple lines.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Yuan Youqing's eyes, his ten fingers flicked like lotus phantoms, and the dark purple lines further shrunk, faintly tending to tie Shi Qianhan under control.

Shi Qianhan's eyes were like a pitch-black abyss, staring at the dark purple thread, his color changed. This thing was actually made of a very special silk.

Yuan Youqing sneered secretly: "The 'black silk' spit out by the Wannian Xuanbing silkworm, coupled with my hundreds of years of tempering by the 'ghost fire', combined hardness and softness, even if it is a sharp weapon, it is impossible to cut it off."

Seeing the circles of dark purple lines that will bind Shi Qianhan in the prison, Yuan Youqing's expression turned pale.

Although he was promoted to Yuanying when his lifespan was about to expire, he had accumulated more than 500 years of mana, and his strength after promotion was much stronger than those who had just entered Yuanying.

Shi Qianhan's face was gloomy, and he "slapped" several terrifying palms of gold and iron.

However, in addition to being hard, the black silk is also extremely soft, and there is no effort at all.

"Hahaha, even if Sanyou Laomo came in person, he wouldn't want to use his fleshy palm to damage my 'Black Silkworm Ghost Silk' that has been tempered for hundreds of years."

Yuan Youqing let out a long laugh, and during the movement of the ten fingers, the mysterious silkworm ghost silk rippled with purple light arcs, hitting Shi Qianhan's whole body, making a "bang bang" sound.

The black light around Shi Qianhan's body suddenly dimmed, his expression turned cold, and he smiled coldly: "Since it can't be damaged, then this thing belongs to Shi!"

puff~~
A crystal ice snake appeared on Shi Qianhan's shoulder, spit out a cloud of crystal ice flames, which immediately froze the black silkworm ghost silk, like a tiny strip of ice.

The smile on Yuan Youqing's face suddenly froze...

(As soon as the update arrives, the monthly ticket will be summoned strongly, and there will be at least three updates today. If the ticket is strong, the fast food will strive for four more outbreaks)

(End of this chapter)