Although other ghost cultivators had some doubts about Feng Xue's identity, they have now cooperated with Taoist cultivators and even had to obey Taoist cultivators' commands, so it is nothing to cooperate with Feng Xue and others.

Gu Xiu looked at Huai Yu and thought of Huai Yong. He didn't know what would happen when she learned that Huai Yong was dead at her hands.

Huai Huan did not look at Gu Xiu. She was looking at Xu Ruoguang with a thrilling look, her eyes full of eager anticipation. Gu Xiu narrowed her eyes slightly. If she had guessed correctly, Huai Huan should be sending a message to Xu Ruoguang.

She turned her gaze away from Huai Mu and turned to Xu Ruoguang's face. As soon as she looked at Xu Ruoguang, he seemed to notice it. He immediately turned his face and looked at Gu Xiu.

I saw him show her a gentle and refreshing smile, Gu Xiu was a little confused, not knowing what he meant. Just as he was about to ask, his voice transmission came from his mind, "Is he jealous?"

Being jealous? Who is being jealous?

Gu Xiu immediately turned his head and stopped looking at him. He sent a message saying, "You should decide the candidate quickly. Didn't you say you should do it as soon as possible? The seniors of the Xuanshen stage don't know how long they can last?"

"Huai Mu... still has to bring it with you..."

"I know, she is the junior of Uncle Nuoling's blood..."

Gu Xiu immediately interrupted Xu Ruoguang's explanation. No matter what Huaihua wanted to do, until now, except for Huaiyong's experience, Huaihua himself did not cause any harm to them. In any case, Huaihua was not only a monk from the Lord of Shangcheng City, but also a junior of the Lord Nuoling. No matter what point he saw, Xu Ruoguang should not be turned away when Huaihua asked for a visit.

"This is not the reason!" Xu Ruoguang said.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, if you don't want to..." Before Xu Ruoguang and Gu Xiu could continue to send their voices, Gui Cheng spoke tentatively.

Xu Ruoguang glanced at Huai Yu, then looked at Feng Xue and Liu Jing, "Okay, bring them three."

A total of 36 people stood on each suitable position of the formation, and Xu Ruoguang issued an order. Thirty-six monks either silently recited the formation techniques, quickly formed seals with both hands, or just injected divine breath. As time went by, the light of the formation became brighter and brighter. In the end, the thirty-six monks in the formation completely enveloped them, making the other monks in the hall unable to see who the formation was, and whether they had changed their directions.

A sword-shaped light like a meteor passing through the sky in the dark night shot out from the center of the formation, which shocked the monks in the hall who were watching this scene. They were shocked that the sword light that was almost impossible to open their eyes was so dazzling, but also because the sword light like a meteor in the dark night was heading towards the Xuanshen period Taoist cultivation in the hall.

The sword light began to release in the air, exploded and dispersed, like fireworks blooming in the air with gorgeous fire trees and silver flowers, and then fell from the air. The little bits of sparks shot down at the direction where the Xuanshen period Taoist cultivators were sitting cross-legged in the hall.

The monks in the hall who were watching this scene were shocked.

"What are they going to do?" someone asked in shock.

"Is there something wrong with this formation?" Some people doubted the formation.

"Have Xu Ruoguang been ill-behaved for a long time? Could he be a member of the demon cultivator? He took this opportunity to kill all the seniors of the Xuan Shen stage in one fell swoop. He also tricked so many fellow Taoists into the ship." Someone had a conspiracy theory.

Just when the monks in the hall were shocked, suspicious, and confused, the guy who was hiding in the dark and was helping the Xuanshen period demon cultivator and the ghost cultivator fight with the Xuanshen period Taoist cultivator and the ghost cultivator, also made even more unpleasant laughs. He naturally knew that Xu Ruoguang was not a demon cultivator, nor was he from his side.

But now this situation occurs, then there must be something wrong with the formation.

"Yingtian, look at your disciples and grandchildren, they are really useless!"

He smiled, and the malicious mockery came to a weak spiritual consciousness that still existed in Taitian Pavilion. The spiritual consciousness had no movement, neither anger nor depressed. Although this made him a little boring, he firmly believed that Ying Tian's weak spiritual consciousness was just trying to calm himself down, and this did not affect his good mood.

"The prospects are promising, the future is promising...uh...k..."

Before the happy expectation was finished, a severe pain spread from his incarnation outside to his suppressed body. He screamed in pain, and was shocked. What's going on?

But he didn't give him any buffering time, and the second wave of pain came again, making him feel overwhelmed. The power he had finally accumulated over the past 100,000 years was broken down little by little.

This is his accumulation of 100,000 years, this is his hope for turning over, this is his condition for becoming the master of the world, no, he can only succeed but not fail...

The monks in the hall were all staring at this moment, staring at this scene without a moment. When they saw the sparks that were originally like fireworks were about to shoot down on the Xuanshen period Taoist cultivators, they suddenly rose up again at a speed of lightning speed and quickly gathered in the air and gathered in less than a breath, and then they once again became a sword-shaped stream of lightning. The streaming light seemed to penetrate the space and penetrated the heads of the Xuanshen period seniors, and instantly shot to the palace gate.

The sword-shaped light shot to the small snake's seven inches very accurately. Obviously, the little snake or the guy behind the small snake did not notice any sign of it.

Because when the sword-shaped streaming light hit seven inches of the little snake, the little snake that the monks saw was frozen at that moment, like a pair of snake eyes of ruby, with sarcastic contempt. Even if its sarcastic contempt was very cute in the eyes of the monks, they knew in their hearts that this was a mistake in their feelings.

But even so, when the cute and cute little snake in his eyes was hit seven inches and frozen at that moment, the monks still felt heartbroken in their hearts, and at the same time they were puzzled, how could they do such a cute little snake?

However, when this feeling of distress filled the hearts of the monks, they all despised themselves. This kind of control of others, they really knew that it was really uncomfortable to feel their emotions. They were angry with themselves, but they couldn't wake themselves up with one punch. This was probably the feeling.

Fortunately, when another meteor sword light came down, the little snake frozen on the palace gate finally showed a painful look. It curled up and roared. When the hoarse and unpleasant screams came into the ears of the monks, everyone felt a sense of relief all over their bodies, like an invisible shackle removed from their bodies.
Chapter completed!