Floating Immortal Order

"Swallow the soul!"

The black wind suddenly rose, and the head of an evil ghost with closed eyes appeared out of thin air. He opened his mouth and sucked hard at the evil ghost figure that had just received a Qingxiao Thunder Curse and had become extremely thin!

This suction did not completely swallow him up. After all, he was at the level of an evil ghost. Although he had been seriously injured, it could not be solved by Xu Disheng's soul-swallowing move.

A strong soul power essence floated out from its ghost body, and was sucked into the evil ghost's head using the Soul-Swallowing Heart Technique. Then the whole head turned into black light spots and disintegrated, turning back into Xu Disheng's sea of ​​consciousness.

The evil ghost was almost transparent and screamed repeatedly, but before it could escape, a huge black and white landscape image enveloped it, making no sound again.

There was a glimmer of hope in Luo Chengyi's eyes, and he shouted: "Those two disciples, join me in killing this remaining evil ghost!"

Xu Disheng glanced at the evil man, who seemed to have not reacted for a while, standing there blankly, looking here.

He said in his mouth: "Uncle Master, hold on a little longer and we'll come right now! The two of us will kill this beast together with you!"

It's just...why is the direction that his spirit cloud is heading towards, outside Miaohua Mountain?

And its speed is getting faster and faster?

Luo Chengyi was furious, a mouthful of blood came out of the corner of his mouth, and he pointed at Xu Disheng and the two people who were walking away, as if he wanted to say something.

Xu Disheng and Wei Tianhe looked back at Miaohua Mountain, quickly turned their heads, and actually urged Lingyun at full speed, and its escape speed became faster and faster.

After a few breaths, he flew away high and disappeared into the clouds and mist.

"Haha, no one can save you." The evil man glanced at the location where Xu Disheng had just taken away the evil spirit. He seemed a little regretful, turned around and smiled ferociously at Luo Chengyi.

Just kidding, how could Xu Disheng be able to fight against a normal evil ghost?

What's more, Luo Chengyi had already run out of gas and had no fighting power at all. On the surface, he asked Xu Disheng and the others to stay and help kill the evil spirits, but in fact, he was buried with him!

His heart can be killed!

"Junior Brother Xu is wise, if we want to stay, we will definitely not be able to get out." Wei Tianhe said with a flattering smile.

Xu Disheng had no time to pay attention to him. The evil ghost in the Yin and Yang diagram was still restless from time to time. Although it has been injured more and more, and is at the end of its strength, it is still at the level of evil spirits and cannot be eliminated so easily.

"Don't play any more tricks, otherwise I will wipe you out even if I run the Yin-Yang Diagram with all my strength!" Xu Disheng put away his exaggerated performance, his face became indifferent again, and a cold voice came into the Yin-Yang Diagram.

As expected, the ghost was no longer restless, but a thought came out: "I am Tan Lu, a strong Taoist realm of Miaohua Sect, who was killed last time.

The evil ghost held him hostage and had no choice but to kill the Taoist Realm of the Holy Sect. Let me out, and I promise not to show up in the Holy Sect again! "

"Maybe you used to be Tan Lu, but now you have turned into a ghost and your mind has changed drastically. Who will believe you when you say these nonsense?"

The ghost continued to be tempting: "I was once the master of the Miaohua Sect. I know many secrets and many powerful techniques. I can tell you one by one. I am even quite accomplished in the Forbidden Formation. I can teach you them all. ! As long as you are willing to let me out!"

Xu Disheng chuckled lightly, and his voice was transmitted into the Yin-Yang Diagram: "Do you think I'm a fool? Although you were seriously injured by my sneak attack and suppressed into the Yin-Yang Diagram, you appear to be extremely weak. But at least you still retain the evil spirit. I can never stop the power of a desperate blow from the realm. If you were replaced by me, would you take such a risk to let me out? "

The ghost "Tan Lu" was silent for a while, then lost the pretense of urgency in his tone, and said calmly: "If you insist on using this picture magic weapon to spend some time to wipe me out, there is really nothing I can do. Tell me, how can I let you go? I?"

Xu Disheng hesitated a little. The secret information and various powerful techniques mentioned by Tan Lu were indeed what he needed now.

What's more, he also claims to be quite knowledgeable about the forbidden formation...

The only possibility for the two Daoji realms to be defeated by two evil ghosts was that they were trapped in the forbidden formation due to carelessness and were consumed by them for life and death.

In this way, Tan Lu's method of forbidden formation seems to have merit.

Wei Tianhe sat on the Lingyun, feeling extremely complicated. At this moment, he suddenly thought of something and said hurriedly: "Junior brother Xu! Where is senior brother Zhi? There has been no news at this moment, and there is no news from the brothers who went up the mountain in other directions. Should we wait for them? ?”

Xu Disheng opened his eyes, temporarily cut off communication with the ghosts in the Yin-Yang Diagram, and said: "Think about the situation when the three of us encountered ghosts, more than ten evil ghosts. How can we escape if we don't have a magic weapon with us? ?”

Wei Tianhe's expression changed drastically: "Could it be that they have already..."

He didn't expect this before, because Xu Disheng's yin and yang diagram was so eye-catching. With just a swipe, the devil-level ghosts were suppressed without any resistance.

But don't think that the ghosts at the level of fierce ghosts are weak. If there is no magic weapon, even if two or three fierce ghosts swarm up, an ordinary disciple of the Qi Sea Realm will not have any way to survive.

Out of more than thirty Qi Sea realms and two Dao base realms, only two people returned?

No, there must be some disciples who escaped as soon as they went up the mountain and have returned to the Holy Sect.

But at this moment, Miaohua Mountain has become a paradise for ghosts.

…

"Dad, we're finally here." The commoner boy jumped out of the carriage and watched Miaohua going up the mountain, his eyes full of excitement.

The gloom in the heart of the black-faced man became heavier and heavier, almost making him breathless. He looked up at Miaohua going up the mountain, and there was a huge twisted ghost face faintly above it.

But...looking at the wooden boxes lined up in the carriage behind him, the black-faced man sighed.

This spiritual tax is paid every ten years, and there is no room for error. If we don't pay it, I'm afraid the whole village will not be spared. After all, Miaohua Sect has never been a place of reason.

The black-faced man carefully took out a jade pendant from his arms. On it was carved a Bodhisattva with his eyes closed. Although the Bodhisattva had his eyes closed, his majestic appearance seemed to be filled with Sanskrit sounds.

"Come here and bring this to you." The rough big hand took the boy and put the jade on the clothed boy's neck carefully. "No matter what happens, don't take it off, do you understand?"

The commoner boy curled his lips and didn't pay attention. He looked up at the unattainable Miaohua going up the mountain. His eyes were filled with longing. He murmured: "I also want to go up the Miaohua mountain. In that case, the whole village doesn't have to pay any more." It’s a spiritual tax.”

The black-faced man forced a smile, then took out an ancient horn, put it to his mouth, and blew it gently.

When the Miaohua Sect was established hundreds of years ago, such horns were issued to all cities, counties, and villages in Guangxi Prefecture.

Once it's time to pay the spiritual tax, you can transport it directly to the foot of Miaohua Mountain, blow the horn, and someone will come down the mountain to meet you.

A figure faintly flew out of the mountain. A black-faced man was blowing a horn, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead from time to time. There seemed to be a cold air running through his body.

Looking at the approaching figure, the black-faced man became more and more nervous. He even inadvertently put down the horn and just held the clothed boy's hand tightly.

The figure got closer and his face became clearer. He was a young man wearing Miaohua Sect clothes.

The young man glanced at the two of them and said softly: "Pay the spiritual tax? Come in." With a gentle flick of his sleeves, the mountain forest in front of him turned into a wide mountain road, enough to accommodate the carriage.

The black-faced man saw the clothes the young man was wearing and felt slightly relieved, but still a little hesitant.

He vaguely remembered that when he came here ten years ago, the disciple who took care of him left the carriage and asked them to return directly.

While hesitating, the young man's face turned cold: "What? No more spiritual tax?"

The black-faced man hurriedly said: "I don't dare!" He got into the carriage full of thoughts, and drove into the Miaohua Mountain with the boy in cloth.

(Author’s note: I have lived up to my expectations, the sixth update is completed today! Then, thank you for the reward of a coffee table full of cups and black stars (Zongheng name: Changshengyu)!)