Su Yi had no idea what was happening behind him, and he kept flying in the southeast direction.

After flying for about half a day, we finally saw several human monks.

Su Yi also knew two of them, they were Leng Qingyue and the Ximen leader of Huang Maple Valley.

Beside them were several Nascent Soul monks from the human race.

One of them had an unfathomable level of cultivation. Based on the terrifying spiritual pressure on that person, Su Yi estimated that he had reached the late Nascent Soul stage and was only one step away from advancing to incarnation.

"Master Su, I thought I would never see you again."

Ling Qingyue changed her usual indifference. When she saw Su Yi, an acquaintance, she couldn't help crying with joy.

Even the head of Ximen nodded to Su Yi.

"I would like to pay my respects to the head of Ximen and all the seniors."

What he saw in front of him were some old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage. Su Yi didn't dare to make any mistakes and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

The head of the Ximen smiled and said: "The last time I saw Xiaoyou Su, he was still in the foundation building stage. I didn't expect that in just a few years, Su Xiaoyou would advance to the golden elixir stage. According to my opinion, Su Xiaoyou will probably reach the late golden elixir stage soon.

There is even a slight possibility of condensing the Nascent Soul over several decades."

Su Yi bowed and said: "Master Ximen has given you the award. I am just lucky to have achieved the level of cultivation I have today. As for condensing Nascent Soul, I never dare to hope for it."

At this time, the late Nascent Soul monk with the highest level of cultivation glanced at Su Yi and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Su Xiaoyou is equipped with ghost magic powers, and he looks more like a ghost cultivator. I'm afraid it's inappropriate to say that Su Xiaoyou is a human monk.

"

Su Yi felt the huge spiritual consciousness of the monks in the late Yuanying stage sweeping through his body, as if his whole body was being seen through, and he felt quite uncomfortable.

But he didn't dare to say anything. The other party was a late-stage Nascent Soul monk, and squeezing Su Yi to death would be as easy as squeezing an ant to death.

Su Yi bowed and said: "I also practiced a ghost method because I was forced to do so. I am not a ghost cultivator. Not only that, in the past few days, I have been killed by several ghost kings because of the indiscriminate killing of low-level monks of the ghost clan.

It’s so hard to chase.”

The late Nascent Soul monk was a tall middle-aged man with a mustache and a green robe. The thick eyebrows on his square face were slightly raised and he said lightly:

"Oh? I am very interested in Su Xiaoyou's affairs. Anyway, the two ghost kings stopped and don't know what they were talking about. Why don't you, Su Xiaoyou, tell you exactly why you practice the ghost method and why you were killed by the ghost kings?

I will tell all the seniors everything about the pursuit."

Su Yi was startled when he heard this. It sounded like a suggestion, but it was mixed with an unquestionable command tone.

Su Yi didn't dare to disobey, so he swallowed the elixir and was haunted by the spirit of the netherworld. Then he practiced the ghost spirit gate technique, then eliminated the low-level ghost cultivators, and then was targeted by the ghost king. He told everything in detail.

Already.

As for Su Yi's acquisition of the torture beast totem, he will ignore it.

The late Nascent Soul monk asked Su Yi carefully why his cultivation had soared.

Su Yi made up an excuse casually, saying that this was the effect of the Ghost Spirit Sect technique and that it could be practiced by absorbing the energy of the netherworld.

"Okay, please step aside first. The two ghost kings are here. Let me meet them for a while."

The late Yuanying monk said to Su Yi.

Su Yi stepped aside, and Leng Qingyue began to tell how she and the head of Ximen were chased by the ghost king that day, and how they were rescued by the Yuanying monk named Qin, who was known as the number one monk in Tiannan.

This monk surnamed Qin advanced to the late Nascent Soul Stage hundreds of years ago, and was only one step away from becoming the legendary monk in the Transformation Stage.

The monk surnamed Qin was originally the leader of a decent organization in Tiannan called the Tiandao Alliance.

When the ghost cultivators first arrived in this world through the space cracks, the monks surnamed Qin led the monks of the Righteous Alliance to fight back.

The Tiandao Alliance has had several battles with the Ghost Cultivator, and both sides have won and lost each other. It can be said that they are evenly matched.

It's a pity that as the human world gradually approaches the ghost world.

It is becoming easier and easier for the ghost kings of the ghost world to enter the human world through space cracks, which has also led to the balance of strength between the Tiandao Alliance and ghost cultivators being broken.

The number of ghost kings increased sharply, and high-level human monks continued to die in battle. In the end, the monks named Qin and the Tiandao Alliance had to abandon the Yuanwu Kingdom and nearby countries and retreat to this mountain range.

According to the monk surnamed Qin, as the human world and the ghost world continue to get closer.

At that time, not only ghost kings whose strength is equivalent to that of human monks, but also ghost cultivators who are in the stage of becoming gods or even those who are equivalent to the realm of human refining can easily come to the human world.

At that time, it will be a disaster for the human world.

Su Yi frowned when he heard this, but there was nothing he could do.

Not far away, I saw a group of green ghost mist and a group of red ghost mist drifting slowly.

"I also wanted to know who it was. It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Qin who fought with my ghost clan that day."

The Aoki Ghost King was dressed in white. Although he faced several human Nascent Soul cultivators, he still looked cool and composed.

The Underworld Beast King on the side showed a greedy look, looked at several human Yuanying monks, and murmured to himself: "I thought I would never have the chance to taste the wonderful taste of the souls of the human Yuanying monks, but I didn't expect that I was lucky today.

, it looks like you can have a full meal."

Those few human Nascent Soul cultivators were all recruited by the monk surnamed Qin, and they were the last few Nascent Soul cultivators in Tiannan.

At this time, these Nascent Soul monks, headed by the monk surnamed Qin, all had fluttering robes and looked calmly at the two ghost kings in front of them.

"Qin really admires the two fellow Taoists who have gone deep into the range of my human race's formation and are still chatting and laughing. I hope that the two fellow Taoists can also laugh later."

The monk surnamed Qin shouted softly: "Set up the formation."

Immediately, several Nascent Soul monks around him turned into several escaping lights, flying in different directions.

Su Yi and Leng Qingyue also came to an formation under the leadership of the head of the Ximen.

This formation center is a stone pillar, about two feet high. On the top of the stone pillar, a large number of complicated runes are carved, and several formation flags are inserted on the runes.

"I would like to ask you, two little friends, to protect me."

After the head of Ximen finished speaking, he flew to the top of the stone pillar and sat down cross-legged.

Suddenly, a soft cyan light surrounded the head of Ximen.

The head of the Ximen muttered words in front of his mouth and made seals with his hands. Suddenly, a large amount of spiritual power surged from his body and poured into the stone pillars.

Su Yi and Leng Qingyue did not dare to carry it. Leng Qingyue sacrificed her petal-shaped magic weapon and patrolled around the stone pillar.

Su Yi, on the other hand, patrolled behind Leng Qingyue with his hands empty.

The two of them formed horns against each other, guarding the head of Ximen who was casting a spell.

As the formation was activated, a radius of dozens of miles was filled with cyan light.

These cyan rays continuously attack the cyan and red ghost mist.

In the two ghost mists, the wailing sounds of low-level ghost cultivators continued to be heard.

"You little brats, you insist on insisting on seeing this king, now you know how powerful I am."

The Underworld Beast King shouted at the kid in the red Nether Ghost Mist, and then with a wave of his bear paw, he collected all the red Nether Ghost Mist into a thumb-sized skull, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

The Aoki Ghost King took out a short stick, waved his hand, and put the green ghost mist and the women in red and green inside into the stick.
Chapter completed!