There was no impassioned speech, no venting of anger, Zhang Tianliu seemed to be recounting a very common thing, telling you what I do, and letting the underworld soldiers and ghosts know what we do.

The Saintess of Xiqiu Kingdom looked livid and said coldly: "What a righteous speech! The living will take care of the things in the world of the world, and the dead will take care of the things of the underworld. They will not interfere with each other. But why is the underworld judged by the living?

Really? Does this mean that the two realms of Yin and Yang are decided by living people? Are you saying it is fair?"

The Holy Girl wanted to arouse the ghost's hatred for strangers again, but without Zhang Tianliu's explanation, the clock ghost came forward and said: "No matter human, ghost, demon or spirit, as long as they uphold the will of the Yin God and uphold the public spirit, they can take over the Yin Judge."

The saint smiled and asked: "Is this the case for my predecessor, Wushan Yinjuan Linglong?"

Zhong Gui was speechless.

"Smelly girl likes to pick out words." Zhang Tianliu sneered.

"Try shouting again!" the saint was angry.

She is a dignified saint of the Xiqiu Kingdom, symbolizing the glory of the country, and her beauty is unparalleled. Zhang Tianliu insults her by insulting the Xiqiu Kingdom!

"Just try it, stinky girl, stinky girl, stinky girl... What are you doing standing still, screaming..." Zhang Tianliu not only screamed by himself, but also encouraged everyone to scream together.

So the evil soldiers and ghosts started making noises one after another.

The screams of the stinky girl who broke the sky and covered the earth made people upset. The monks all looked angry, but the saint did not take action and they did not want to take action.

Exactly a quarter of an hour later, suddenly, more than twenty strong men who had returned to their true nature poured out of the Yin Palace of the Ghost Kingdom. They were obviously the guys who had just broken into the ghost gate. When they arrived, they all saluted the Saint of Xiqiu Kingdom. It was obvious that they were a group of people.

As soon as the reinforcements arrived, the Saint finally broke out!

"Destroy them." After the order was given, all the monks responded one after another.

The opponents were numerous and powerful. Although most of them were Guizhen who had just entered, they were reminded by their predecessors that they quickly knew how to effectively kill Onizashi while preserving their true energy.

"Retreat." Zhang Tianliu also ordered, but he was very timid and ran out of the city.

Hei Wusha was the first to react, and he picked up the seriously injured Bai Wusha, then rode the wind of Yin and followed Master Yinpan away.

The rest of the ghosts can control the Yin wind and walk extremely fast in the underworld, running away completely in an instant.

As for the monks, although they are all strong and powerful, they are not strong enough to control the air. Even if they have magical weapons and flying magic weapons, they dare not use them because they consume too much.

"No need to chase, the saint's ghost is in the direction of Wushan Town." The purpose of the saint's trip is the saint's ghost, so it would be better for Zhang Tianliu to retreat.

Although more than thirty Gui Zhen cannot fly, the speed of running their footwork is not much weaker than that of controlling the Yin wind. Moreover, they are all experienced and their energy consumption is not much, which is enough to run back and forth for several times.

While he was sprinting, suddenly a strong man who returned to his true nature fell to the ground and rolled far away due to the inertia of his sprint.

Someone immediately rushed to check and exclaimed in surprise: "The Palace of Life is damaged and he is dead!"

Everyone frowned, and at this moment someone fell to the ground again. When people around them saw it, they saw that the Palace of Life was also damaged, and they could no longer die!

Everyone was horrified to see the ghosts of the two companions emerge one after another and wander in confusion.

Obviously, the other party's methods were clever, so that their people would die without knowing how, so there would be no evil spirits.

"Don't panic, everyone. There is no shelter near the two people's seats. Don't go to the middle of the road." When the saint reminded her, she had already stood under the eaves of a house and turned her palms over to offer a nine-palace compass.

"Xuan Yin reverses, Feng Congba comes..."

As the saint continued to spell, she seemed to know something and suddenly rushed out of the eaves onto the avenue and rushed towards the city gate.

At the same time, fifteen miles away, Zhang Tianliu flicked his fingers toward the deserted area in front of the saint, and a spiral energy as thick as an arm flew silently.

Whether it is the speed of the opponent's sprint or the speed of the spiral energy, Zhang Tianliu can grasp it perfectly, which is naturally attributed to his vision space ability.

If nothing unexpected happens, the saint girl of Xiqiu Kingdom will definitely die!

However, when the saint was about to hit the flying infuriating threads, she actually stopped.

As soon as the zhenqi thread passed through her eyes, she quickly caught it between her fingertips and squeezed it gently, causing the zhenqi thread to collapse.

She glanced coldly in Zhang Tianliu's direction, stopped staying any longer, and called all the monks to rush out of the city gate.

Zhang Tianliu frowned. He didn't believe in evil. Can a stinky girl protect herself and everyone else?

In the blink of an eye, two spirals of energy popped up and gradually shrank during the leap, until they were difficult for the cultivators to detect.

The two targets of the energy were the front and rear of the monk team, and he wanted to see how the stinky girl could protect them.

But he didn't expect that as the woman raised her hand, the entire team stopped.

The energy used to attack the front was lost, and he was three feet away from the target.

Although the latter one did not hit the target, a monk stopped right in the path of Qi Jin's flight.

"Zhen Qi protects the body!" As soon as the saint said these words, everyone was immediately wrapped in Zhen Qi. One of them immediately sensed that a trace of Zhen Qi that did not belong to him broke into the air shield, but was soon covered by his strong Zhen Qi.

Crushed with anger.

"As the saint said, it is a sneak attack using true energy transformed into silk. Although the sense of energy is difficult to detect, how did he avoid our spiritual sense?"

The saint first called on everyone to rush to Wushan Ghost Town again, and then explained: "The heart moves and the spirit moves, but if the other party is unintentional, the spirit does not move. He turned the sneak attack into a coincidence, not so much a deliberate sneak attack.

It's better to say it's a killing by mistake! Just like someone else practicing archery, you suddenly burst in and stand in front of the bull's-eye."

Everyone was shocked.

So it’s that simple?

They never considered this!

The saint said: "The disadvantages of relying too much on spiritual awareness. After this trip, everyone must fully understand this method."

Everyone agreed in unison.

Seeing that the monk was getting closer and closer to the Wushan Ghost Town, the Yin soldiers and ghosts were in a hurry.

Hei Wusha said eagerly: "They seem to know your methods, sir."

"Yeah, there's no other way." Zhang Tianliu was depressed. He had been studying for so long, and then someone broke it in a blink of an eye. You really underestimated the world's heroes and suffered a big loss.

"How about holding on tight?" Hei Wusha suggested.

"A dozen or so people are easy to fight. Now if we hit more than double the number, we will be crushed. By the way, have you studied the Evil Soul Banner Hairy Ghost?"

The long-haired ghost shook his head when he heard this and said, "I can't control it yet."

"The reinforcements have not arrived, and the Soul Flag cannot be used. It seems..."

"What does it look like?" The ghosts were curious.

"You lay in ambush and look for opportunities to kill those who are alone. Zhong Gui Changmao will bring a few capable people back to the ghost country and occupy those bodies. I will lure them away."

How can I distract you from just one person?

Although they were curious, the ghosts did not ask and immediately carried out the execution.

The Saint and others finally broke into the Wushan Ghost Town and saw a very eye-catching huge dead tree.

"Collect all the ghosts." The saint ordered, and the monks immediately spread out to look for the ghosts.

Ever since it was planned by Zhang Tianliu, the ghosts have their territory, the evil ghosts have their territory, and the evil ghosts naturally have their territory.

This convenient management not only helped Zhang Tianliu, but also helped the Xiqiu Kingdom monks.

After they discovered this pattern, they simply refused to enter a house with evil spirits, so they quickly cleared out several houses of ghosts.

There are many tools for catching ghosts. They use soul-raising cloth bags, which can hold hundreds of ghosts.

After a while, everyone's hands were filled with bulging gray cloth bags the size of their heads.

"The north is gone."

"Catch the light from the south."

"There are no ghosts in the east."

"The ghosts of the last few houses on the west side are all here."

The monks from Xiqiu Kingdom gradually gathered under the Resentment Tree.

The saint glanced at the compass in her hand and saw the pointer trembling slightly. She knew that the saint's soul must be in it, but there was no time for her to find it, so she had to order: "Let's go."

The group of people rushed towards the ghost gate.

However, when he was leaving the town, he suddenly saw a ray of light falling from high altitude with the dark wind, and hit the outside of the town heavily. When the dark wind dissipated, Zhang Tianliu stopped in front of everyone with a mandarin duck blade in his hand, and asked coldly: "What was agreed upon?"
Chapter completed!