Su Yi was shocked when he heard this.

Not only that, Leng Qingyue in the room, including the monks surnamed Wang and the monks surnamed Qin outside the room were caught off guard.

"Gaga, it seems that as long as I kill you, the Nascent Soul monk of the human race will not be able to break through to the transformation of God."

The human face suddenly emerged from the ground, turned into a grave, and rushed towards Leng Qingyue.

In the flash of lightning, Su Yi rushed forward without thinking, blocked Leng Qingyue.

With a "bang", Su Yi was knocked back by the grave-shaped ghost king and smashed through several walls before stopping.

The grave-shaped ghost king was not much better. Just as it attacked Su Yi, a golden arc rushed out of Su Yi's body, blocking the Ghost King's attack.

Not only that, a bright white light also emerged from Su Yi's body.

For some reason, the white light made the grave-shaped ghost king more frightened than the golden arc, so that it did not dare to take all its strength. Otherwise, it would be a Nascent Soul-level ghost king, and Su Yi would not survive with one blow.

"Young Master Su!"

Leng Qingyue was anxious and rushed to Su Yi and hugged him in her arms: "Young Master Su, don't die."

Looking at the crying pear blossoms and the rainy Leng Qingyue, Su Yi originally wanted to say that he was fine, but lying in Leng Qingyue's arms, it was indescribable to be warm and comfortable, so Su Yi closed his eyes and enjoyed the warm and fragrant soft jade at this moment.

The Ghost King, who looked like a grave, failed to hit the ground and tried to escape.

"Where to escape!"

"Don't leave!"

Two loud shouts were sent from the monks surnamed Zhao and the monks surnamed Wang.

A ray of escape light rushed in, and the monk named Wang faced the Ghost King of Tomb Mountain with his puppet body.

The body of this puppet has no other magical powers, but the entire body is made of Gengjin and is extremely hard. This palm is combined with the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage of the monk surnamed Wang, even a small hill will be beaten to collapse.

The ghost king, as a ghost cultivator, was naturally the capital that he was proud of. He was not afraid of this powerful palm, but instead transformed into a pair of skeleton hands and faced the monk named Wang.

At this moment, the monk surnamed Qin arrived.

I saw a large number of puppets appearing densely on the spot, and countless sword lights flashed around them.

"cut!"

The monk surnamed Qin gave the order and the sword light slashed straight at the grave-shaped ghost king.

The Ghost King did not dare to take the lead, but opened his mouth and spit out a dark baby half a human tall.

The baby's eyes were green, and the fangs in his mouth were like wild animals.

Facing the dense sword lights, the baby raised his head and met him without any fear.

The sword light slashed on the body of the infant and the infant let out a shrill scream and was cut in half by the sword light.

The baby and child who were cut in two did not disappear, but instead transformed into two, transformed into four.

Soon, babies and children appeared on the ground.

These babies and children move quickly and walk on all fours like wild animals.

I saw a baby pounced like a lion, pounced on a golden elixir-level puppet.

Then the baby opened his mouth wide and swallowed the golden elixir-level puppet in one bite.

"How is it? How powerful is the power of my son becoming a Thousand Ghost Infant?"

The grave-shaped ghost king shouted.

A monk surnamed Qin sneered, and tens of thousands of sword lights in the air combined into one.

Suddenly, a force that destroyed the world filled the air.

"No! This sword may destroy this palace. Fairy Leng escapes."

The monk surnamed Wang shouted loudly, turned into a ray of escape light, and fled to the distance.

Before leaving, I did not forget Leng Qingyue, the future head lady, and took her busy schedule to inform her to run away quickly.

Leng Qingyue had already summoned the spiritual boat, hugged Su Yi, and got into the spiritual boat.

The monk surnamed Qin slowly waved down with a shining sword in his hand.

This sword seemed to slow down time and the surrounding space became distorted.

The ghost king in the grave-shaped face was yelling that it was not good. The power of this sword might not be able to withstand the ghost body he had practiced for thousands of years.

However, the grave-shaped ghost king wanted to escape, but he must not.

It has long been locked by the sword light, and even if the ghost baby leaves his body, he cannot escape.

"The King of Ghost Face, aren't it okay yet! You just a human Nascent Soul Cultivator, haven't you succeeded yet?"

The grave-shaped ghost king shouted.

The monk surnamed Wang's heart skipped a beat and secretly screamed.

Since the grave-shaped ghost king can sneak into the wedding room of Master Qin, he can naturally sneak into the eye of the formation of the guarding mountain formation.

At the eye of the formation, there was a monk named Zhao guarding him.

But a monk named Zhao cannot beat four hands with two fists. How can he withstand the attacks of several ghost kings?

There was only a click, like the sound of an egg shell shattering.

A monk surnamed Qin slashed the body of the grave-shaped ghost king with a sword, and the grave-shaped ghost king was instantly broken.

Inside the grave, there is a dark coffin.

Inside the coffin was a dark child three or four years old, biting his fingers.

The dark child saw the sword light slashing and showed a look of horror. He wanted to escape, but his whole body seemed to be filled with lead and could not move at all.

roar--

Before his death, the grave-shaped ghost king burst out with a shocking roar, but this was useless. The ghost baby was still cut in half by a sword.

"Old ghost in the grave, I'll save you."

The King of Secret Face rushed towards the location where the monk surnamed Qin was like a black lightning.

The monk surnamed Qin sneered and shouted, "It's just right."

I saw a flash of light in his hand, and an ancient mirror appeared in his hand.

A dazzling light flashed out from the ancient mirror, setting the Secluded King in mid-air.

At this moment, a swaying mountain, and countless ghost kings of different shapes finally broke the mountain guard formation of Kunwu Fairy Mountain and rushed in.

The monk surnamed Qin glanced at the Ghost King who came in and found about thirty people, and his face suddenly turned pale.

He threw out the flying sword in his hand, slashed the fixed Nether King under the sword with one sword, and then rushed towards the monk named Wang with a speed of lightning.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. Let's avoid the sharpness of the Ghost King first."

After saying that, he grabbed the trembling monk named Wang.

Just as the monks surnamed Qin were about to escape with the monks surnamed Wang, they saw Leng Qingyue driving the spiritual boat and rushing out from the underground with Su Yi.

"Where can you escape? Do you want to run away with a young man before you get married to Qin?"

The monk surnamed Qin shouted angrily and chased after him.

Su Yi looked behind the spiritual boat and exclaimed a headache.

Not far behind him, a monk named Qin and a monk named Wang flew towards the spiritual boat angrily.

Behind the Qin monks, there are twenty or thirty ghost kings, attracted by the souls of human Nascent Soul cultivators.

Su Yi remembered that this was the scene when he first came to Yuanwu Kingdom.

The moment when he reappeared yesterday made Su Yi laugh and cry.

At this moment, Leng Qingyue exclaimed: "Not good!"

I saw a flash of light on her body, and a rope wrapped around her tightly like a water snake, making her unable to move all over her body.

The monks surnamed Qin put a ban on Leng Qingyue. As long as Leng Qingyue is within the sight of the monks surnamed Qin, the monks surnamed Qin can activate the ban, making Leng Qingyue unable to move.

"Young Master Su, come and control the spiritual boat."

Leng Qingyueyan saw that the monk surnamed Qin was about to catch up, and said anxiously.

"I know nothing about how to control this spacecraft!"

Su Yi spoke.

"Just inject spiritual power into the rudder."

Leng Qingyue Road.

Su Yi did not hesitate and rushed to the rudder and injected spiritual power. In an instant, the spiritual boat turned into a ray of escape light and led Su Yi and Leng Qingyue to escape to the distance.

The two of them didn't know how long they had been flying, but gradually flew to the beach.

Whenever Su Yi's spiritual power was exhausted, he would put a top-level spirit stone into the hole in the center of the rudder.
To be continued...