When passers-by saw this terrifying scene, they all ran back into their houses screaming, "Ahhhhhhhh, it's a water monster! The water monster is coming out to hurt people!"

The monks held their breath, and all their eyes were cast towards the river.

“Boo-boo-boo——”

There was a chaotic sound of water, and then countless pale hands stretched out from under the water, followed by dry and charred bodies. They roared and rushed towards the crowd.

Everyone was shocked.

Jiang Ziyu opened his eyes wide, reached out and patted his cheeks, and when he found that he was not dreaming, he became even more surprised. He drew the Flying Eagle Flowing Cloud Sword from his waist and jumped up to try.

"Look at the sword! Look at the sword!"

This silly boy, everyone else realizes the seriousness of the matter, but he just wants to test whether the sword he just consecrated is sharp enough.

Tang Murou threw away the green lotus in her hand and took two steps back in shock: "How...how could this happen!"

"You dare to pick things from the river? You really want to die." Song Shi said in a low voice, gritting his teeth.

These ghosts were extremely fast and rushed towards them, waving their hands out of control as if they were going to break through the sky!

People started to chop with swords, and could also hear all kinds of creepy crying sounds coming from the ghosts. They were so miserable and sharp that they made people shudder.

There are too many ghosts and they come with great force. A body cut by a sword can grow back quickly in the blink of an eye, unless it is burned with a fire-breathing talisman.

However, the number of fire-breathing talismans was limited, and it was too late to draw more in such a short time. Many monks were in a mess, swinging their swords and dodging, some fell down, some ran away, and they were unable to form a formation at all.

"Ahhhhhhh! Save me! Save me!" A heart-wrenching scream rang out.

A ghost suddenly grabbed Tang Murou's ankle, holding it tightly, with its sharp nails digging into her flesh, and she couldn't break free. She had been treated as a favored girl since she was a child, and she had never faced the fear of death, so she cried out without any image.

The monk nearby turned around quickly to cut off her hand, but unexpectedly, a ghost's hand behind him pierced directly into the monk's heart, killing him with one blow!

Another male cultivator came over and held her back: "Ms. Tang, cheer up and stop crying. We have to leave quickly."

"No! I don't want to go! Please save him. He was injured while saving me. I want to take him with me!" Tang Murou clung to the monk's body and refused to leave.

"He's already dead... There are too many ghosts. We can't defeat them all. If we don't leave now, it will be too late!"

Tang Murou continued to cry: "I don't want it! I won't leave! How can you bear to abandon him? Do you still have any heart?!"

Jiang Niannian: “…” Damn it, Li Liyuan is really ridiculous. He died to save you, but now instead of reflecting on yourself, you blame others.

"Puff!" The evil spirit attacked again. The male cultivator blocked it for Tang Murou and had his throat cut. He died with his eyes open.

Tang Murou, the instigator, was held in the arms of others, trembling, and retreated safely to the back.

Jiang Niannian, who saw the whole process, silently moved towards Yin Buqi, trying to stay away from Tang Murou.

Don't get close to the heroine, or you will become unhappy.

With the heroine's physique, whoever helps her will be in trouble!

Yin Buqi stuffed all the fire-breathing talismans in his hand into Jiang Niannian's hands while repelling the influx of evil spirits.

Jiang Niannian's eyes widened: "You?!"

Yin Buqi was very calm. While protecting her, he said, "I can protect myself. Keep these thoughts for self-defense."

"Ah!" Another cry of pain, the long sword in Yin Ci's hand was knocked down, and a ghost stretched out its extremely long tongue, and tied up his hands and feet in the blink of an eye, making him unable to move.

The evil spirit then attacked with the force of taking his life!

Amidst the fierce conflict, a deafening roar was heard.

A giant beast fell from the sky, and the earth shook.

The beast was as tall as a mountain, with its horns reaching up into the sky. It crushed all the ghosts to pieces with one kick.

It protected Yin Ci. When it turned around, the man and the beast looked at each other.

Song Shi raised his eyebrows: "This is... Taiyin Youying?!"

Jiang Niannian nodded: "Yeah."

A cultivator sighed, "I've heard that Taiyin Youying is extremely ferocious, powerful and brave. Seeing him today, I realize that he is indeed not to be underestimated."

Jiang Niannian thought of how every time Meiqiu got angry, he would chase after her with his hips twisted, and hit her with his horns with an angry look on his face.

Abnormally ferocious?

Mighty and brave?

Oh. Not to compliment.

"Great, we are saved!" everyone cheered.

Who would have thought that in the next second, the giant beast would shrink instantly and turn into a cute little black ball.

"Awoo~Awoo~" Transforming consumes too much mana, sob.

It hurriedly retreated, hid under Yin Ci's clothes, bit the corner of his clothes, with two small tears in the corners of its eyes, "Awoo~".

Thinking about how it had just saved his life, Yin Ci resisted the urge to kick it to death. He picked it up, took off his hairband and tied it around his waist.

He thought: If this little beast dares to take off his pants again, he will definitely beat its butt to pieces!

"What now?"

Yin Buqi looked at the ghosts in front of him and said in a deep voice: "These ghosts are too resentful. We may not be able to kill them with our current cultivation. Don't confront them head-on. I will take care of it. Nian Nian, you two find a chance to leave first."

The sound was unhurried, like a tranquilizer, calming everyone's hearts and causing them to retreat one after another.

Jiang Niannian's eyes were red: "No! It's too dangerous for you to stay alone!"

"Niannian, be obedient and go quickly." Yin Buqi said as he chopped off a pale hand that was attacking from the evil spirit.

"No, I want to stay."

"Nian Nian, listen to me."

"Yin Buqi!" Jiang Niannian laughed softly, tears falling from her eyes. She said, "I raised you not to let you use your life to protect me when danger comes, but to fight side by side with you."

"Don't give up. Don't leave me alone."

Yin Buqi was stunned. He looked at Jiang Niannian in a daze. The wind blew through her hair. Because of the fight just now, her hair was messy and her clothes were dirty, but in his eyes, she was so beautiful.

In this world...what he wants to protect, what he wants, is only his thoughts.

The two smiled at each other and soon started fighting.

A swarm of evil spirits rushed towards her. Although Jiang Niannian was afraid in her heart, her face remained calm.

After all, he had died once, albeit in a very hasty manner.

In fact, she is not that afraid of death.

She just felt that if she could live, she would rather die.

Many male cultivators looked at Jiang Niannian with eyes full of admiration.

In this world, there actually exists such a righteous and noble woman, so charming.

Tang Murou was still sobbing softly, but the male cultivator who was holding her and retreating felt upset.

Her pale face and the tears in the corners of her eyes just now made him feel a little bit of sympathy for her, but at this moment he felt that a woman should be as courageous as Jiang Niannian, and the tenderness he had for Tang Murou in his heart suddenly disappeared.

Tang Murou looked up and saw everyone looking at Jiang Niannian, her heart skipped a beat.

She lowered her head and her eyes dimmed. She was just too scared, which was why Jiang Niannian stole all the limelight.

Jiang Niannian is not the only one who knows how to repel evil spirits.

She...she can do it too.

Thinking of this, Tang Murou struggled out of the male cultivator's arms and ran back with the sword in hand.

"Miss Tang!"

Jiang Niannian was standing above the river, nervously engaging in the fight, unaware that someone was flying behind her.

Another evil spirit attacked, Jiang Niannian dodged it, but collided with Tang Murou behind her, and Tang Murou's sword accidentally cut Jiang Niannian's arm, and blood splattered.

Jiang Niannian lost her balance for a moment and fell from the air, while Tang Murou was knocked to the shore.

The ghosts were extremely sensitive to the smell of blood and instantly rushed towards Jiang Niannian.

Tang Murou coughed up some blood and struggled to get up. When she saw the scene behind her, she couldn't help but cover her mouth in shock.