Chapter 512 Ghost Banner

Just when Bai He's escape speed suddenly slowed down. From the direction it came from, a black ghost mist rolled and chased after him. In a blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the two old Taoists of Yushan.

"Run instead. The faster you two run, the more excited I am. What I like most is seeing others running for their lives. Isn't it exciting?"

As soon as he finished speaking, this black ghost mist blocked the white crane. The ghostly mist converged, and a person appeared inside.

The person who came was standing with his back on his back and his hands behind his back, and his face could not be seen. He is thin and small, wearing an inconspicuous gray robe, with a dark, rectangular ghost flag under his feet, and the whole person is hovering three feet above the ground.

The ghost flag under this person's feet is about ten feet in size, with complex ghost runes outlined in gold lines on the surface. From the edge of the ghost flag, jet-black ghost mist exudes from time to time, and a faint whine can be heard. The whining sound made people shudder.

Old Taoist Yushan and Old Taoist Meishan glanced at each other and suddenly felt something was wrong. Because the two of them couldn't see clearly the cultivation level of the person coming, they must have had a cultivation level far above the two of them, or they had used some magic to deliberately hide the fluctuations in spiritual power.

As a cultivator, high-level monks can easily discern the fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from low-level monks, and determine the level of their cultivation. On the contrary, it is difficult for low-level monks to do this.

Old Taoist Yushan looked at the white crane under his seat. He was so sluggish that he couldn't raise his head. I'm afraid he might not be able to run away again. The two of them also spent a lot of mana in order to pass through the Glazed Fire Way. While sitting on Bai He's back along the way, he secretly drank Bai He's spiritual blood and managed to recover half of his strength.

As a last resort, the two old Taoists jumped off the white crane and stood side by side, with a slightly nervous look in their eyes.

"Who are you, your Excellency? Why do you need to pretend to be a ghost? My brothers and I are strangers to you and have no grievances. What do you mean by chasing after me all the way?" Old Taoist Yushan asked incessantly, pretending to be calm.

"Senior brother?" Upon hearing the word "senior brother", the gray-robed man froze, and then fell silent.

"I am Old Taoist Yushan, and next to me is my junior brother, Old Taoist Meishan. Although he is not a disciple of a famous sect, he is somewhat famous in the Qingzhou area. If you don't mind, how about we all become friends? In this Green Fire Demon Realm , I don’t know how many treasures are waiting for us to get? I don’t know where you came from?” Old Taoist Yu Shan tried to ask.

The man in front kept his back and ignored it, but he took out a red spiritual fruit from his arms, bit it in one bite, left half of it, and then threw it forward.

Strangely, a translucent human figure suddenly emerged from the ghost flag at his feet, swallowed half of the apple in one gulp, and then quickly disappeared into the ghost flag. After doing all this, the man said in a gentle tone: "Senior brother, we have traveled all the way. You are a little thirsty. This ruby ​​spirit fruit is your favorite."

"He is clearly the only one, where does this senior fellow come from?" Taoist Meishan across the way asked, and couldn't help but look at Taoist Yushan next to him.

Naturally, the two old Taoists in Yushan couldn't see the translucent human figure that emerged from the ghost flag of the gray-robed man just now.

"This person is trying to be mysterious. The magic power of our brothers and sisters has not been fully recovered yet, so it is not the time to fight with this person. You and I will wait and see what happens and get through this time. If we meet this person next time, we will kill him without mercy. Burial place." Old Taoist Yu Shan conveyed the message quietly while winking.

The old Taoist from Meishan nodded, with a wicked smile on his lips, and said no more.

Old Taoist Yushan said loudly: "Your Excellency, don't think that we, the two brothers, are afraid of you. It's just that the two of us worked hard to enter the Green Fire Demon Realm to hunt for treasures, not to find people to fight, and we don't want to cause trouble."

"Yes, yes, my senior brother is right, we are not easy to bully." Meishan Old Taoist also raised his voice.

"Gah, gah." The white crane behind them stretched its neck and roared angrily at the visitor, as if it was also venting its dissatisfaction.

"Are you two really brothers?" As he said that, the man on the ghost flag turned around and floated to the ground. After that, the ghost flag was held in his left hand.

It was a very ordinary face, the only thing that had some characteristics was that it had a pair of small eyes like soybeans. If Xu Yang were here, he would definitely recognize that this person is "Zhang San" who previously sold him the "passing charm" of Shangmeng Inn.

Zhang San looked at the two old Taoists from Yushan opposite with a half-smile but not a smile. There was no fluctuation in his eyes, making it impossible to guess what he was thinking.

"Can you still talk nonsense like this? My senior brother and I are like brothers." As he spoke, Old Taoist Meishan leaned to the side of Old Taoist Yushan, and took the opportunity to step back half a step and push Yushan towards him. The old man gives way to the front.

"Indeed, when I saw you two working together to kill a casual cultivator in the Glazed Fire Way before, you acted like brothers. Fighting brothers, killing brothers." Zhang San sneered.

"You? You've seen it all. Are you here to avenge that person?" The Meishan old man's tone was slightly panicked. As he spoke, he quietly reached out with one hand to grab the neck of the white crane behind him, ready to suck blood at any time to replenish his own. Fa Li, completely forgot about his name as the president of Meishan Animal Protection Association.

"We can't blame our brothers for this. The casual cultivator in Liuli Fire Dao struggled to support himself. Sooner or later, his soul will be refined by the devil's fire. We thought he was very pitiful, so we simply let him die." Old Yu Shan said He rolled his eyes and explained.

"Really? I saw you two took away the spirit stone bag and storage bag from that person." Zhang San said loudly.

"This? We spent all our spiritual stones in the market before, so robbing him can only be regarded as robbing the rich to help the poor." Yushan Taoist said speciously.

Zhang San showed a look of disdain and sarcastically said: "Killing does not need a reason."

Seeing that the matter was completely exposed, Yushan Taoist hurriedly said: "Looking at your skills, you should be a ghost cultivator. The man we killed before was clearly practicing Buddhist skills, so he should have nothing to do with you. Otherwise, you would not have stopped us at this time. In fact, you are also here to search for treasures. The two of us brothers are not disciples of any famous sects and have no value. With your skills, instead of wasting time here with us, it is better to go to the depths of the Qinghuo Demon Realm to find greater benefits. At this moment, I guess there are not many people entering this Qinghuo Demon Realm."

"Originally, my habit is to get up and kill one person every morning. Since you two are brothers, I will make an exception and kill you two together. It will also be good for you to have a companion on the road to the underworld." Zhang San said slowly.

This sentence completely angered the Taoist priest Yushan, and he immediately shouted, "You're looking for death!"

After the words fell, the Taoist priests Yushan and Meishan suddenly moved together.

They opened their mouths and two red lights flashed, and a pair of blood-red flying swords slashed directly at the "Zhang San" opposite. The speed was fast and urgent, and only two straight blood-red lines were drawn in the air.

Zhang San did not dodge, and he stretched the ghost flag in his hand in front of him at a moderate speed.

On the ghost flag, the golden runes flickered constantly, and a dark ghost energy surged out at the same time.

With two crisp "dangdang" sounds, the two sneak attacking flying swords could no longer move forward half an inch. The seemingly thin ghost flag was comparable to a magic weapon and was extremely hard.

Seeing that the sneak attack did not succeed, the Taoist priests Yushan and the others exchanged glances and said in unison, "Kill!"

The two were very skilled in their movements, pinching the magic formula and performing the art of flying swords in the air.

"Buzz!"

The two flying swords trembled, and suddenly became thicker. The tips of the swords emitted sword beams of about an inch in length, like two blood-red spirit snakes drawing two strange arcs in the air. They were three times faster, and stabbed Zhang San's body from two directions, one on the left and one on the right.

"You only have one ghost flag. Let's see how you can block it." The old Taoist of Yushan said viciously.

"Our pair of blood shadow soul-chasing swords have been sacrificed for thirty years. No one can dodge at such a close distance. Let's pierce two holes in you first." The old Taoist of Meishan said viciously in his heart.

Seeing the opponent perform a fierce move, "Zhang San"'s pair of small eyes like soybeans always showed calmness. He did not dodge, silently recited the formula in his heart, and used his left hand to poke the ghost flag to the ground. "Dong", the ghost flag fell to the ground like a black battle flag, and the surface of the ghost flag fluttered, and its majesty remained undiminished.

Then, a circle of golden halos appeared on the surface of the ghost flag, and Zhang San stepped into it, and his body disappeared in an instant.

"Dangdang", there were two more crisp sounds, and the two flying swords that lost their target slashed firmly on the ghost flag.

Before, the distance between Yushan Taoist and Zhang San was only a few feet, and they didn't expect that a move that seemed unavoidable would be resolved by him in this way. Yushan Taoist and Meishan Taoist were so angry that their teeth were chattering.

Yushan Taoist was surprised and said: "What kind of tricks is this ghost flag? It actually has such a strong defense. You know, even ordinary magic weapons can hardly get hit by this "Blood Shadow Soul Chasing Sword" without any injury."

"Damn it, it's pretty fast to dodge." Meishan Taoist cursed.

Then, the two changed the magic formula in their hands, ready to withdraw the flying swords, and then look for an opportunity to attack.

At this moment, a pair of golden hands suddenly appeared on the ghost flag, and "snapped" and tightly locked the two Blood Shadow Soul Chasing Swords.

The next moment, a monk with a pair of arms like cast in gold strode out from the ghost flag.

The monk with golden arms, who was two feet tall, had thick eyebrows and big ears, and wore a brown monk robe. It was obvious that he was not the same person as Zhang San just now. Without saying a word, the monk with golden arms tightly grasped the two flying swords in his hands with a pair of golden hands and knocked them against each other.

"Dang! Squeak, squeak." Sparks flew in the sound of metal interlacing.

"Woo woo woo." The two flying swords wailed together, and their blades knocked each other out with a half-inch gap.

At the same time, the two Taoist priests Yushan and Meishan on the opposite side felt sweet in their throats, and spit out a mouthful of bright red.

This pair of "Blood Shadow Chasing Soul Swords" was made by the two of them with their own blood souls, and a wisp of their souls was attached to them. Unexpectedly, the Blood Shadow Chasing Soul Sword was damaged in an instant, and the souls of the two of them were also injured.

Looking at the golden-armed monk in front of him, Taoist Yushan ignored the severe pain in his soul and said with a stammer: "You? You are the 18th "Golden-armed Monk" on the list of evil cultivators in Zhongyuan Continent. No, it is said that the Golden-armed Monk practices the authentic Buddhist Vajra Technique. How come there is a ghost flag?"