This wave of attack did not cause much damage to Qingyang and others, but surprised them. In the final analysis, the strength of the ambush is not much higher than them. At this time, Xiao Yuhan and Jiang Dahai also took a step forward, stood together with Xi Ying and Jiang Dayang, guarded the front, and no longer gave each other a chance to break.
A wave of attack did not achieve the expected results, and the ambush man knew that it was useless to hide in the dark, so he flashed and appeared from his hiding place. The place where they hid was under a stone wall tens of feet in front. If it was usual, such a close distance could not hide the scanning of their mind. However, this time, Qingyang and others were all injured by the yuan God, and their mind was seriously insufficient. They didn't use their mind to observe the distance, so they were exploited.
A total of three people appeared under the stone wall. In the middle was a tall young man wearing a black robe. His appearance was hidden in the light black fog. His dress was somewhat similar to that of the evil spirits scattered people who came to the ancient wind continent with Qingyang. The difference is that this person's black robe is inlaid with Phnom Penh, and there is luxury in his low-key. Moreover, this person stands tall with a slightly arrogant attitude, which is slightly different from the cold and talkative temperament of evil spirits and scattered people.
On the left is a bald man with a fierce face, but he is a little short and has little deterrent. His cultivation is only perfect. The skull should be his spirit weapon.
On the right is an old Taoist with a pointed monkey's cheek and a goatee. It looks a little funny. Qingyang is a little puzzled. They are all old, thin and have a beard. Others look like fairies, but this person has no temperament. How do you look at it? It feels like mice become essence.
The old Taoist priest was also a perfect accomplishment in building the foundation. With one move, the coffin board spirit tool returned to him. Obviously, this spirit tool was used by him. I don't know why he likes to use such a heavy and inflexible spirit tool as the coffin board with such a thin body.
Among the three people, only the young man in the middle is the cultivation of the third floor of the golden elixir. The mourning stick is his magic weapon. After showing his figure, the young man thought and recalled his magic weapon. Then he looked at the Qingyang and said, "it's powerful. It's really powerful. A small monk who built a perfect foundation can block the blow of the third floor of the golden elixir. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I couldn't believe it."
Although the atmosphere was tense when they were ambushed, now the enemy leaked his face, Qingyang and others relaxed. In the final analysis, the three people in front of them posed little threat to them. The golden pill friar Qingyang can block it. How can the remaining two foundation building friars be their opponents?
Not everyone can kill and seize treasure. At least they should have overwhelming strength. Three people dare to ambush and sneak attack. Isn't that crazy? Even the mysterious evil spirit of the golden elixir has been solved. Can't you deal with the three little thieves?
Just now, Jiang Dayang was hit by the coffin board of the thin old Taoist priest and fell to the ground. He suffered a little internal injury. He was the only one among the three who suffered a loss. He had already held a stomach fire in his heart. Before Qingyang could speak, he angrily said, "who are you? Why are you ambushing here?"
The young man in the middle glanced at Jiang Dayang obliquely. Then he raised his head and didn't speak. He seemed disdainful to answer Jiang Dayang's question. The short and strong man next to him stepped forward and said, "it doesn't hurt to tell you that the three of us are disciples of ghost valley. In the middle, this is our martial uncle Guiyun immortal. I am guihuanzi. Next to him is my senior brother guizhuzi."
When they were in Jiuxian City, Qingyang knew that Jiuxian city was so prosperous because it was at the junction of the three places, close to the open sea and the ancient land, and slightly bordered on the netherworld. Therefore, Jiuxian city also had a lot of ghost friars.
Now it is the day when the Yin Feng extreme fire cave is opened. Not only many authentic immortal disciples participate, but also many ghost friars from the netherworld are attracted. The ghost Valley knows from its name that it is a ghost sect. Those who can establish a sect must come from the nether world.
Although ghost friars are also human friars, what they absorb is Yin ghost Qi, and what they refine is ghost Qi. On the contrary, they are close to ghost friars.
In general, ghost friars are despised and disgusted by Lingdao friars. Because of this, most ghost friars are concentrated in the netherworld. The reason why Jiuxian city does not have this situation is that he is too close to the netherworld and is used to ghost friars.
Ghost friars are different from spirit friars. They often deal with ghost friars and corpses and spirits, follow the principle of the strong, and don't pay much attention to the constraints of secular etiquette and law. They may be honest when they are in Jiuxian city. Even spirit friars show their nature in places like Yin Feng Jihuo cave where there is no suppression by the strong, not to mention ghost friars.
Sure enough, the ghost bead of the short and strong man had just finished, and the thin old Taoist ghost bead sneered and said, "as for why we ambush you, the reason is actually very simple. The zombies and fierce ghosts kept by the three of us are just short of food. It's a pity that you hit the door at this time. The flesh and blood of the spiritual friars is their best food. It's a pity to miss it?"
When the other party said his purpose with such a high sounding voice, Jiang Dayang was immediately angry. He snorted coldly and said, "hum, just rely on the three of you? It's really a big talk."
At this time, the young man in the middle, immortal GUI Yun, glanced at Qingyang and said faintly: "you have to try to talk big before you know. Don't gossip. Let's hurry up and act. I can say in advance that the young man in the middle is mine. His sword array is powerful. If I can refine him into a growing corpse puppet, my strength will increase greatly."
When martial uncle spoke, ghost Zhuzi and ghost Huanzi naturally didn't dare to neglect. They used their own means to attack Qingyang and others, and the five people here had long been angry by the three people as if there were no one else. They stopped talking and sacrificed spirit tools to resist them.
Since he was a ghost monk, the means he used were of course related to ghost cultivation. The ghost ring threw the skeleton head into the sky. The skeleton head slipped around in the air, then opened his mouth and ejected a black fog, and then a fierce ghost came out of his mouth.
The fierce ghost is a woman's appearance, with disheveled hair and pale face. His face is in a pitiful shape, but his eyebrows are sinister and sad. He looks extremely strange. The fierce ghost wears a red wedding dress and hides in the black fog, adding a bit of terror.