Above the Qingquan.

A resentful spirit sang a poem.

This made the immortal kings not dare to act rashly.

"This resentful spirit polluted the spring water!" Yun Shiyu said.

Mu Yuege smiled and said, "Only by removing it can the seal be closed!"

The Immortal King Haibo said coldly: "We have known this kind of problem for a long time. The key is how to get rid of the grudge spirits. It seems to have the strength of the sixth grade of the Immortal King, or even stronger."

The immortal kings looked at each other and decided to let go of their prejudices and choose to cooperate.

Qin Li took the initiative: "I am the strongest and the main attacker!"

Mu Yuege smiled and said, "Then I will be Mr. Jin's deputy!"

The other immortal kings assigned tasks to form a team.

Discuss and finalize the plan.

"Get started!"

Qin Li drew out the Warm Jade Sword.

The immortal kings set off and prepared to attack.

"Lihuo Suzaku!"

Qin Li was very cautious and tried one move.

The breeze turns into a Vermilion Bird, with a blazing temperature, and is the nemesis of all evil spirits. With one wing, the Vermilion Bird shoots out and drags the long fire tail.

Above the Qingquan.

The resentful spirit seems to have a sense of emotion and stops singing.

It did not move like a mountain, just raised its hand and grabbed the Suzaku.

The Vermilion Bird struggled hard. He poured out the hot Lihuo and wanted to burn the resentful spirit to death. However, the glazed light flashed across the resentful spirit's arm, and then the fire bird burst and extinguished the rolling Lihuo.

"Oh no!"

Qin Li's heart sank:

"We underestimate it, retreat quickly!"

It's too late!

The resentful spirit raised his hand and made a move.

The water in the pond was bubbling. A huge amount of resentment and death breath turned into a thick black fog, which instantly covered a few miles and swallowed more than a dozen immortal kings.

"This is ghost fog!"

Qin Li was greatly surprised.

This fog is the ghost fog encountered under the platinum vein, covering up the field of vision and blocking the divine thoughts, and contains great horror.

"The wind is angry!"

In the ghost fog, a loud shout sounded.

The Immortal King of Yinfeng took action, and with one sword, it slashed out the Yinfeng, like a knife and a sword, splitting the ghost fog, sweeping all directions in an instant, and returning the world to a bright light.

"The so-called resentful spirit is just like this!"

The Yinfeng Immortal King is just proud.

Thorn-

The resentful spirit had already approached and slashed out with one claw.

This move is fast, accurate and ruthless, like a glance, and it is hard to defend against.

Puff!

Yinfeng Immortal King was caught.

Ferocious claw marks appeared on the chest and blood splattered.

"Ah! It hurts so much!" Yinfeng Immortal King screamed in pain.

"I'll help you!" The Immortal King of Bixiao urgently provided the support. The jade flute shone brightly and stabbed out, and the resentful spirit was hit, but it was like a piercing water and penetrated directly.

The resentful spirit took advantage of the attack and pointed it out with one point. It was like a spear breaking through the air and stabbing into the shoulder blades of the Immortal King of Bixiao. If it weren't for the clothes on his body being the special treasure robe of the Immortal King of Mystery, half of his shoulder would have torn apart after this move.

"Get back!"

Qin Li shouted anxiously.

The immortal kings were shocked and scattered.

"I want to go back! I don't want to stay here!" The Immortal King of Haibo screamed in horror, flew into the sky desperately, and rushed towards the crack of the glazed space. Where was the passage to go.

The resentful spirit broke through the air and chased and killed the Haibo Immortal King.

"Don't come here, the blue sea of ​​tides are coming!"

The Immortal King of Haibo paniced and slashed out a sword. The sword energy burst out and turned into a huge blue wave, sweeping down, trying to erode the resentful spirits and fight for time to escape.

Sudden!

The resentful spirit opened its eyes.

It turned out to be the striking eye of the glass color.

A glazed light shot out, without any shocking momentum, but instantly penetrated the waves of sword energy and hit the body of the Haibo Immortal King.

"No, don't..."

The Immortal King Haibo screamed in pain, but to no avail.

Her milk-like skin turned into glass. With just a few breaths, a beautiful person turned into glass statues and smashed to the ground, smashing it to pieces, and he could not die anymore.

"What is this method?"

This is the first time Qin Li has seen such a magical art.

The other immortal kings were already silly, burning their essence and blood, soaring into the sky, trying to escape through the cracks.

Falling on the treasure cliff.

The cracks flashed.

Yinfeng Immortal King and others fell out one after another.

The monks from the East Immortal Palace from all directions were stunned. They had only been working for half a day, but why did they all come out?

"What did you encounter when you are so panicked?" Lian Chengyu asked.

"Resentful spirit, human-shaped resentful spirit..."

The Yinfeng Immortal King was still in shock. He told the adventure in the secret realm. When he talked about the resentful spirit singing poems, everyone was shocked. When the Dao Haibo Immortal King died tragically, everyone was shocked.

"No, I have to go down, Xiaoyu is still below!" Lian Chengyu was anxious, pulled out Ziyunlan and rushed down.

The Immortal King of Mysterious Artifacts took out the Yan King Cauldron. Yizheng said: "It will be troublesome if the heretic Immortal King dies. The blood sacrifice must be a living person, and I have to fish him out!"

"No one is allowed to go on."

The Lord of Yunque Palace said, "How can you become a talent without experiencing the wind and rain? It's just a resentful spirit. Xiaoyu can handle it."

Lian Chengyu was still worried: "But Xiaoyu is the second-rank Immortal King!"

The Yunque Palace Master said, "Don't worry, Xiaoyu has three amulets!"

The Yinfeng Immortal King was stunned. My son only had one amulet. He used it before, but Yun Shiyu had three more. This was too biased.

In the secret realm of glazed glass!

There are only three people left now.

Qin Li, clouds, poems, rain, and songs of Mu Yue.

The resentful spirit was speechless, but the fierceness was so powerful that it swept the whole audience as if it was no one.

"This resentful spirit is comparable to the seventh grade of the Immortal King!" Yun Shiyu was shocked.
Chapter completed!