Ziyun Mountain.

night.

A black cloud floated out of a cave that was not very beautiful.

In the dark jungle, more than a dozen birds were immediately frightened.

A weasel who was out for food was startled and was shocked and prepared to escape.

However, the black cloud rushed towards the weasel like teleportation.

After a moment.

The weasel's pupils turned red, and its hair became dark red and wet, as if it had been fished out of the water.

A stream of black smoke made this ordinary weasel look weird and gloomy.

Just at this moment.

A flash of lightning flashed through the night sky.

The lightning that pierced the sky and the rolling thunder from nature scared the weasel back into the cave...

...

Seven days later.

Ziyun Mountain.

Two men in prison uniforms ran in a mess in the dense forest.

Suddenly.

A young man blocked the way for both of them.

"There are ghosts and evil spirits in front of me. I sent my masters to clear them out. You two should go to other places to escape." The young man said loudly.

Two escaped prisoners looked up and down at the teenager.

The young man was dressed in a zipper dress, with red lips and white teeth. He looked about thirteen or fourteen years old and had a tattered hatchet hanging around his waist. He didn't look like a martial arts master no matter how he looked.

"Little brat, your hair hasn't grown yet. What ghosts have you seen?" said one of the prisoners sarcastically.

"Get out, I am the real evil spirit!" Another prisoner used his big grapple and grabbed the young man.

The boy took a step back, nimblely dodged and pulled out the hatchet from his waist to fight back.

"Damn it, this little brat has practiced it!" The prisoner's palm was cut open, and blood was dripping.

The boy held a hatchet in his hand, and the blood stained on it, and the two prisoners were both shocked and angry.

Just at this moment.

The sound of galloping horses came from behind the two prisoners.

"It was those dog officials who caught up with them!"

"Get out of here!" Another prisoner bent down and picked up a stone the size of a human head and slammed it at the teenager.

The boy hurriedly avoided.

With a clang.

The stones were naturally broken, but the young man also gave up his way forward.

The two prisoners rushed in in a panic.

Just as the boy came out of the haystack with a look of embarrassment.

Five black-clad officials riding horses came to the boy.

"Child, where is your father?" asked the official immediately with a low tone.

"My father is not here, he is farming in his hometown." The young man replied.

"Oh... Isn't your father a hunter in the mountains?" asked the chief official in charge in a strange way.

"Matou! The two thieves obviously ran in from here, why bother asking about this child?" a constable asked strangely.

The head-in-chief Ma raised his hand to stop his subordinates. He looked at the boy with a serious look on his face. The jungle made him feel a little chilled, so he never chased him.

"I advise you not to go in. Have you ever heard of the Huyun Village tragedy? Now I am sending an ambush to capture the evil ghost inside!" the boy advised.

"I'm dismounting the horse Qianren is a constable in Jun'an City Government Office. I wonder what the little brother is called? What sect and what sect is it?" The constable Ma Qianren asked after dismounting the horse.

"Xiaoliang Feixue is a disciple of the three generations of Baibao, Ziyun Mountain." The young man said with his fists.

......

Two prisoners from mortal towns smashed the young man blocking the road and ran farther and farther towards the rarely visited mountains and forests.

Suddenly.

A cold demon wind blew.

"Why is it getting dark?"

"Is there really a fierce ghost who commits a crime?"

"Why don't we go back?"

"Iron trap Ma Qianren is behind you, you want to leave!"

Just when the two death row prisoners were panicked.

The black clouds in the sky gathered towards one place.

This place instantly restored its bright world.

In the dense forest, waves flashed.

Three men and two women appeared in shape.

The woman was wearing palace clothes and the man was wearing Taoist clothes. She was all very elegant, just like a god.

"Master, the Soul-Retaining Array has captured the evil spirit. If I have the help of this evil spirit in the Gang Practice stage, I will definitely be able to practice the Frost Soul Art." Cheng Qianying said inexplicably in surprise.

The castle lord Bai Yunting changed his expression, and he shouted in an almost sharp voice: "This is not a ghost from the Gang stage, come in quickly!"

Baiyunting sacrificed the array plate in his hand.

A round array disk rolled in the air.

Four formation flags fell to four corners around Baiyun Pavilion.

A blue light shield enveloped the five monks.

In an instant.

A black gas rose from the ground, and the sky and the earth fell into darkness again.

In the darkness.

A human-shaped shadow flashed, looking at you with a cruel scarlet gaze.

It was this woman who tried to capture herself just now.

His ignorant wisdom made him angry.

The evil ghost's anger made the clouds cover the earth and block the scorching sun in the sky.

The human-shaped ghost rushed towards the light shield.

A green dragon rose above the light shield, and the green light shield burst out with a dazzling green light, easily blocking the attack of the human-shaped ghost.

The evil ghost's blood-red claws grabbed the light shield, leaving blood-red marks on the light.

It's evil spirit!

Above the light shield.

A white tiger roared and rose.

The blood-red murderous aura was absorbed by the white tiger, and the white tiger stretched out its sharp claws to attack the evil ghost.

The evil ghost retreated and resuspended into the air.

"It is the evil spirit of the evil spirit in the God Practice Stage. I'm afraid there is the middle stage of the God Practice Stage." Bai Yunting said with a serious expression. As soon as this was said, the other four people were shocked.

"How could the great ghost in the God Refining Stage appear for no reason?" Cheng Qianying murmured to herself.

"Big...Brother, there is really...there is really a fierce ghost." A prisoner said with his calves trembling.

However, the eldest brother did not respond to him at all, because the eldest brother had already left.

"Brother, wait for me." The two prisoners turned around and ran back in the direction they came.

"What should we do if those two prisoners?" Chen Jianru asked.

"This place has turned into a ghost realm, which is equivalent to a ghost formation, and they can't run out." Bai Yunting said.

Sure enough, two panicked prisoners ran back from the other side. When they saw the Sixiang Spiritual Formation, they jumped up in horror.

"Why are you still here?"
To be continued...