Chapter 117 Xie Tingyu uses all his ghost power. Xuanyuntian is attacked by surprise. Xie...

"That's not the case. Zuo Zicheng is still a good person."

Xie Tingyu just likes to be mysterious, especially when the other party looks confused and can't figure out what's going on.

Cheng Yan was disgusted by her bad taste and raised his hand to shake Xie Tingyu's arm.

Xie Tingyu narrowed his eyes, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but now this place is covered by the spiritual power of the great master Wang Haichao. If I tell them, it will be heard by them immediately."

"It was my master just now..."

"Not only is it Senior Sister Shiyun, the person who came from outside, if nothing unexpected happens, is from Beiming Yun Palace."

What happened in Beiming Cloud Palace spread throughout the world of cultivation. People in the outside world said that Xuan Yuntian was narrow-minded and could not help but kill someone in Xuan Yuntian's realm.

During the period before the Qingyun Society started, this matter would still be a focus of most people's attention.

The Qingyun Society can divert some of their attention and focus their attention elsewhere.

And don't let them pay too much attention to demons.

If demons infiltrate various sects and there is no way to stop them, it will definitely cause chaos.

Xie Tingyu grabbed Cheng Yan with his backhand, and the two of them squatted inside the flying boat, using the flaming gun to block the big hole to prevent any wind from getting in.

Xie Tingyu moved closer, Tianxing Chixiao trembled slightly, and made a joyful sword sound, which easily triggered the resonance of the Xuanyuan Sword that Xie Tingyu had placed in the Spirit Sea.

Now that the ghost energy is rampant in the Spirit Sea, the Xuanyuan Sword is like a fish in water once it enters the Spirit Sea.

Wuming was forced to stay where he was and dared not move. He did not remind Xie Tingyu until Xie Tingyu used his spiritual consciousness to observe the Xuanyuan Sword, and then he discovered that Wuming's figure had become much more illusory.

Has a lot of his power been divided by her evil spirit?

Xie Tingyu pondered for a moment, her body stood there in a daze for a moment before she came to her senses. Cheng Yan saw her in a daze for a moment and thought she was just thinking about how to deal with the monster in front of her, so he didn't think much about it.

The Spiritual Sea was cut in half by Xie Tingyu, with a twisted wall of water rising in the middle. One side was filled with surging black and red mist, and on the other side only Wuming was standing on the sea. He turned his head, and his face was reflected on the water wall.

As the liquid in the water wall flowed, the nameless face disappeared.

There was a horizontal scar on Wuming's nose. Compared with the evil spirit in this spiritual sea, his violent temper was nothing.

Xie Tingyu sealed his entire body in the spiritual sea.

She didn't seem to notice anything wrong. Only Wuming used his remaining consciousness and intelligence to think about what Xie Tingyu's attitude towards him meant.

Just as Xie Tingyu used his sword energy to restrain the monster tightly, footsteps were heard in the corridor.

During the time when the accident happened, no one came to the corridor, even Zuo Zicheng never returned.

Apart from the roar of the monster, the only sounds in the corridor were the breathing of Xie Tingyu and Cheng Yan.

Without even raising his head, Xie Tingyu stood up. The Flame Spear trembled suddenly, and flames leaped up from the tip of the Flame Spear like a mad dragon. The scorching light instantly illuminated Cheng Yan's face.

Raging flames engulfed the ground. Fragments of precious wood shattered from the walls were turned into ashes by the flames, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning.

In this chaos and heat, a figure slowly walked out from the darkness. The smell of blood spread in an instant, filling the corridor, adding a sense of weirdness to the already foul odor.

The light at the end of the corridor was extremely dim. The man's face was hidden under the shadow of the hood. Only his eyes flashed with a cold light, like stars in a cold night, penetrating the obstruction of flames and looking directly in the direction of Cheng Yan and Xie Tingyu.

The air around seemed to freeze, and a tense atmosphere permeated every corner.

Cheng Yan gripped the gun handle tightly, watching the sudden figure vigilantly, flames surging around her, as if ready for a fierce battle at any time.

The uninvited guest moved forward step by step, and each step seemed heavy and slow.

"Who is coming?" Cheng Yan asked in a cold voice, and was suddenly grabbed by the shoulder by Xie Tingyu.

Turning her head, Xie Tingyu shook her head and said, "Is it Senior Sister Shiyun?"

The man took off his hood, revealing a pale face.

Shiyun suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. She raised her hand to wipe it off, and a thread of blood slowly flowed from the corner of her lips.

Shi Yun looked particularly weak, even his aura was exceptionally sluggish. Cheng Yan cried out in surprise and quickly put away his Fiery Spear.

She held onto Shiyun's arm and asked, "Master, are you injured?"

"The other side came prepared, I was careless. Qiu Zhu is now confronting them outside, I can't show that I'm injured..." Shi Yun paused for a moment, "Do you have any way to cover it up?"

"Although ghost spells involve many areas, the research in this area is still not complete enough." Xie Tingyu did not hide it.

The ghost spell itself originated from the ghost spell of the ghost palace, and was integrated with the spells of the cultivation world to form a strange spell.

Not only can he communicate with ghosts and gods, but he can also understand the past and present.

This powerful technique that combines illusion and fantasy is coveted by many people.

Now that Xie Ting has learned Yu Tongxiao's technique, Shi Yun naturally wants to make use of it.

Cheng Yan gritted his teeth and hesitated, "It's not complete, but can we still give it a try?"

Hearing this, Xie Tingyu nodded slowly, "But this method is easy to be discovered, so no one can get close to it."

Shiyun had no time to hesitate and agreed immediately.

"Sorry for the offense, Senior Sister." Xie Tingyu threw a talisman and hit Shiyun's forehead.

At this moment, Shiyun only felt that her whole body was filled with heat, the spiritual power in her spiritual sea surged, and a mouthful of blood was stuck in her throat. She coughed violently twice.

Shiyun's painful cough echoed in the corridor.

Just then, Zuo Zicheng came back.

Zuo Zicheng was holding a formation plate in his hand. When he saw Shiyun, his eyes lit up, but then turned into worry and anxiety. "Uncle Shiyun, this is what the headmaster asked me to give to you."

Bei Ming Yun Palace brought a lot of people with him this time.

A conflict broke out as soon as they arrived. Although Shiyun was a Wang Haichao monk, he was only at the peak of the middle level of Wang Haichao. With the cultivation of the sixth level of Wang Haichao, he was naturally no match for the eighth level of Wang Haichao.

The fight was once again unexpected, and Shiyun suffered a loss immediately.

"Why did Situ You give you this?"

Shiyun frowned, her voice was low and weak.

Zuo Zicheng calmed down and said, "Uncle Shiyun, let's not talk about this for now. I, Xuan Yuntian, was caught off guard by the Beiming Yun Palace. I must pay them back no matter what."

Xie Tingyu raised his eyebrows and looked at Cheng Yan in surprise.

They had known for a long time that Zuo Zicheng was hiding something from them, but they had never expected that his first move would be able to help Shiyun hide her injury.

This is just one of the functions of the array.

The talisman that Xie Tingyu had struck at Shi Yunmei's heart heated up and suddenly exploded the moment the array appeared.

Form a layer of light film covering the surface of Shiyun's body.

Her breath gradually became stronger, no longer as weak as before.

Shiyun knew how to use this array at a glance, and it integrated well with Xie Tingyu's ghost spell, and it didn't take her long.

Qiu Zhu is not famous for his cultivation. He only has the strength of the peak of the seventh level of Wang Haichao. I am afraid that he will not be able to get the upper hand against the two high-level Wang Haichao monks sent by Bei Ming Yun Palace.

Shiyun was anxious and moved the array quickly, pulling at the injuries in his body. The pain went through his flesh and blood, and the pain swept over him.

A flower suddenly appeared before my eyes.

Xie Tingyu sighed. Xuanyuntian was the number one sect in the world of cultivation after all. How come it was so badly trapped by Beimingyun Palace?

This obviously lacks the demeanor of the number one sect in the world of cultivation.

The pain on Shiyun's face continued.

But this process did not take long. The spiritual energy fluctuations around Shiyun were gathered back into her body. Shiyun did not even have time to regulate her breathing. She leaped out of the big hole.

Xie Tingyu walked up.

Cheng Yan frowned, "Is Master's injury serious?"

"Why are you asking me? I am only at the fifth level of the Floating World Jade realm, I can't see through it."

She said so, but Cheng Yan didn't believe it.

Seeing that Xie Tingyu remained silent, Zuo Zicheng also hesitated to speak.

Cheng Yan snorted coldly, stood up and was about to fly out, but Xie Tingyu got there before her, "Let me scout the way for you."

Zuo Zicheng said, "Hey," "What do you mean?"

Before he finished speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

Tianxing Chixiao soared into the sky and followed Xie Tingyu's figure. Without Tianxing Chixiao's suppression, the monster roared, climbed up from the ground, and its slippery tentacles bared their fangs and claws.

The disciple uniform on its body turned into pieces.

It fell to the ground, soaked in black and green slime.

The flaming gun spun in front of Cheng Yan, and the hot red flame exploded with a "bang".

"How did Xie Tingyu manage to fly into the air without the sword?" Zuo Zicheng turned his head to avoid the next tentacle attack and took the time to ask his doubts.

"Are any of the methods she displayed normal?" The tip of the flaming spear flew out and cut off a tentacle.

The tentacle fell to the ground, still twisted, and crawled in the direction of the monster.

The monster's tentacles were strong enough to allow it to cling to the wall without falling. Most of its body was suspended in the air, leaving only a few tentacles clinging to the wall.

Zuo Zicheng looked up, a little dazed, "Are you sure we can solve this?"

Cheng Yan was silent for a moment, his voice full of hesitation, "Maybe?"

When Xie Tingyu flew out of the flying boat, he never thought that Tianxing Chixiao would fly out by himself.

Xie Tingyu stayed where she was, and when Tianxing Chixiao flew to her side, she shouted coldly, "Go back."

"Hold that thing down for me. If it runs away, don't follow me."

The Heavenly Red Sky Sword Spirit emerged, its red head drooping, seeming very lost.

Xie Tingyu was surrounded by black and red threads, and hostility was emanating from her. Tian Xing Chi Xiao subconsciously emitted a sword sound of repulsion.

"Look, you hate me now, and you hate my aura, so why did you accept me as your master in the first place?"

The body of the Tianxing Chixiao Sword swayed humanly.

However, Xie Tingyu's long hair grew to below his waist, a black and gold python robe appeared out of thin air, and purple-gold pupils replaced the dark color.

There was a faint black mist beneath her feet, and a tall black shadow stood behind her.

Wuming put on the mask, "Your Majesty."

Xie Tingyu's face was covered, leaving only a pair of purple-gold pupils exposed. All the emotions in her eyes were wiped out, and they were as cold as ice.

The thunder attribute spiritual energy in Dantian was severely suppressed, and could not cause any disturbance.

The Heavenly Red Sky Sword Spirit leapt backwards.

The ghost power chased in the direction the sword spirit moved. Tianxing Chixiao had a strong sense of hostility and should be of the same type as this evil aura.

But it was extremely repellent to Xie Tingyu's ghost power.

A smile appeared on Xie Tingyu's face which was covered by the black mist, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

She glanced back at the flying boat heading south and muttered to herself, "Just this once."

"It's a reward."