Jun Xuan was a little ecstatic, and unconsciously pursed his lips.

Beaten beside her suddenly whispered, "In the west."

Jun Xuan turned his head subconsciously, and saw Biten lowering the brim of his hat, and said with a little disgust, "A stench of resentful spirits."

Yuanlin, who has the same pronunciation as "Wraith": "?"

Just, weirdly bald.

The dragon's flying speed was extremely fast, and within a single stick of incense, they arrived at their destination, Lizhou.

Before landing, Biten saw a thick layer of black air shrouding Lizhou. She narrowed her eyes slightly, but she somewhat understood why the ecstasy under her command failed again and again.

Jun Xuan sniffed in the air: "What a bloody smell."

Not only the smell of blood, but also many twisted black mist-like resentful spirits howling and rolling in the black air.

Resentful spirits are formed after the death of people who died tragically. It seems that many people in Lizhou have died tragically these days.

Bitzen saw more ways, her voice condensed slightly: "These resentful spirits are all human-created resentment spirits."

Jun Xuan was stunned: "So many... all? What exactly does that person want to do?"

Biten nodded and let Yuanlin land in Lizhou City, then raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky.

Beaten was silent for a long time before slowly saying: "The people behind it should be trying to create a second evil ghost."

Chapter 49

Jun Xuan's pupils shrank, and he stared blankly at Bit Cen.

Beaten avoided his gaze and sighed: "Thousands of resentful spirits offer sacrifices, drawing on the evil thoughts of the world, and drawing them into a gathering shadow formation. With favorable weather and favorable conditions, evil spirits may be born."

She closed her eyes and sensed it, and walked in one direction: "The magic circle is here, and the people behind the scenes must be here—"

As Biten said, Jun Xuan pulled him back as soon as he took a step.

Jun Xuan looked straight into her eyes, his light-colored glazed eyes were full of seriousness: "Do you really only need these conditions to become an evil ghost?"

If the condition for the birth of evil spirits is to sacrifice thousands of resentful spirits, then Bitzen......is the evil spirits born out of the resentful spirits in the whole city of Youzhou.

Since she wants to become a ghost, she must become a ghost first, but how...how did she die?

Jun Xuan's hand holding Biten's wrist gradually tightened, his eyes were stubborn, as if he had to ask for an answer.

Bitzen pursed her lips, shrank her hand, and turned to the place where the Yin Gathering Formation was located: "Once this Gathering Yin Formation is completed, the consequences will be unimaginable. Let's go catch the person behind the scenes first. We can talk about these things later."

This is another excuse to procrastinate.

How could Jun Xuan not be able to see her thoughts, but it was undeniable that the most important thing at the moment was to catch the people behind the scenes, interrupt the formation of the Yin Gathering Formation, and prevent those resentful spirits from being sacrificed and unable to enter the reincarnation again.

Jun Xuan slowly released his hand: "Don't lie to me."

Beaten felt helpless, and hooked his little finger with his backhand: "You are the eyes of the sky now, how can I deceive you."

"Not always."

Holding the cold hand back, Jun Xuan looked serious: "Even with the eyes of the sky, you can't see what the person you like is thinking."

He can actually talk about love, Biten thought, it seems that his immortal master has indeed learned a lot from that little waiter.

Rao was used to being cheeky, but when he suddenly heard his partner, who usually has red ears when teasing him, talk about love, his heartstrings still seemed to be plucked, and it was itchy.

Biten turned her face away and coughed lightly, then took Jun Xuan's hand and walked in the direction of Ju Yin Formation: "Let's go."

Most of the formed Yin Gathering Formation exudes an ominous red light, and the blood-colored lines are grotesque and sinister, winding along the complex lines, and the dark clouds that are getting lower and lower are haunted by the screaming black resentful spirits, twisted one by one. His face was terrifying with the tragic state before his death.

At this moment, in the center of the gathering yin formation, stood a "person" wrapped in a tattered robe.

Even so, Beaten still recognized it, and this was still her old acquaintance.

"Master National Teacher, stay safe."

Beaten walked forward with a smile, as if he didn't take the current scene into his eyes, stepped on a bloody line of the gathering Yin array carelessly, and crushed it with his toes: "The gathering Yin array? He is very knowledgeable, he even knows this kind of formation.”

"you again!"

There was a hoarse voice in the throat of the national teacher, and the eyes under the black air stared at her like a poisonous snake, and the eyes were extremely sinister.

If this woman hadn't ruined his plans, he would have gotten the power and status he wanted most! Instead of running around like a lost dog like now!

"Yeah, it's me again, is it a surprise?" Beaten took off her hat and looked around in embarrassment: "Master Guo Shi, didn't you make it difficult for me? How can I explain to life and death?"

"So—" Beaten put on the veil again, her lips slightly raised under the white gauze: "I can only ask you to die a little more thoroughly."

The national teacher was startled, and his face was even more ugly.

He did lose, but as long as he turned himself into the strongest demon, he still had a chance to come back.

Thinking of this, the national teacher's eyes became more and more gloomy, and the tattered robe on his body had no wind, and a fierce yin wind rolled up under his sleeves, which unexpectedly hit Biten.

Unfortunately, Jun Xuan cut him off halfway.

As the strongest combat power of the Immortal Race, it is naturally more than enough to deal with a ghost that has not been completely transformed into an evil ghost.

Before Jun Xuan even made a move, the vast spiritual pressure on his body had already shattered the half-ghost state teacher inch by inch.

What made the national teacher even more collapsed was that the ghost king, who was watching the play with his arms in his arms, popped out a few ghosts, and destroyed the gathering yin formation that he had worked so hard to draw for several days!

The national teacher was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood!

The national teacher did not expect that his own plan would be so easily destroyed in the hands of the two, and he roared in pain and unwillingness under the spiritual pressure.