The system is invincible, but this kitten is very depressed

Everyone moved forward with their swords in hand. Whether they believed it or not, the gate of hell must be closed. One was to reduce mortal casualties, and the other was to reduce the power of the formation.

The puppet followed dully, and Li Jiuzheng controlled the puppet and the ancestor of the sky to attack the Mahayana loach Li Wuji. The battle was fierce and careless, and other accounts could only hang up first. Besides, he was just a ghost king, so it was not worth his while.

The man in black robe did not stop him. He nodded towards Xiao Dongzi, who immediately turned into a black mist and left.

Seeing a group of ghosts rushing towards him, Bai Yu threw out the Spiritual Treasure Covering the Sun. The ghost with red and blue eyes did not expect that the opponent would use a big move and was immediately seriously injured.

Everyone moved forward, and another group of ghosts arrived. Situ Yan threw out the Moon Covering Picture, and as expected, the ghosts were blown away and their souls were unstable.

The ghosts were shocked. Is the Lingbao so worthless now? Pay it off at the beginning!

Fortunately, it's not a special type that can fight independently. Control requires a lot of spiritual power, so they won't be able to hold on for long!

Sure enough, the other party persisted for a moment and took back the spirit treasure. Just as the ghosts were about to attack, they saw him throwing the spirit treasure to another companion, and then took out a talisman. Suddenly, a phantom of a big sword came with powerful pressure. , and in an instant, the nearest ghosts dispersed.

All the ghosts couldn't help but take in a breath of yin energy. This was like having a mine at home!

"Everyone go back!"

The oppressive feeling brought by the sword shadow forced the ghosts to retreat, and the man in black robe jumped back with his eyelids. If he had killed just now, he would have died long ago.

Suddenly several soul bodies passed by from the left and right, and were immediately shot down by the fire attribute sword energy, screaming in agony.

Seeing that they were getting closer and closer to the Ghost Gate, the ghosts were a little anxious. They didn't risk the risk to come out for a day trip to the Ghost Gate. I don't know who started it, but a few black shadows flashed in front of their eyes and flew in all directions, leaving all the ghosts behind. They immediately followed suit and turned into black mist and fled in all directions.

Before they flew very far, a fierce white light instantly cut some ghosts in half, shocking the ghosts and shaking them. Those who were far away flew violently, and those who were close did not dare to move, for fear that the sword would kill them. They were cut as vegetables!

Bai Yu controlled the phantom of the big sword, and the remaining five fucked the fleeing ghosts, jumping, slashing, kicking, slapping, and blasting, and throwing those ghosts back like garbage.

The next plot should be about forcing the ghosts back to the ghost gate, and then a few people discuss how to close this heavy ghost gate, but everyone has their own humanity and ghosts have their own ways. Whose territory does not have me?

Perhaps in response to that sentence, the protagonist group should be beautiful, strong and miserable. A cold light shot out from the ghost gate with a thick steely Yin Qi, and the shadow of the big sword came point to point. In an instant, I heard With a click, the tip of the sword cracked, and the sword was broken into pieces of ice inch by inch, and the cold light came straight towards the white jade facade.

At the critical moment, a sword energy shot out from the white jade dantian, and the impact of the sudden and powerful collision was like an iron rod hitting a chicken, hitting all the people and ghosts present. In less than a moment, a clear space was cleared in front of the ghost gate.

The Sun and Moon pictures were thrown out, and the six of them endured the aftermath of the big road before they were all knocked away. In the black mist, a black shadow gradually came closer from the door, and the outline of the figure gradually became clearer.

Leng Feng's eyebrows are black and his eyes are purple. He is a handsome man of about thirty years old. He wears a blue brocade robe with bone patterns and crane feathers. He wears a purple jade ridged heart crown. His body is as strong as a pine. He stands there and displays his powerful demeanor.

awesomeness!

Just after he came out of the ghost gate and sensed the movement outside, a trace of doubt flashed in the eyes of the man in blue robe. He murmured in a low voice, his voice was clear and cold, as if it had been chilled.

"strangeness."

The puppet had been put into the storage ring by Situ Yan. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the six people who had just gotten up from the ground, and then disappeared in a flash.

A few breaths later, the blue-robed figure appeared again, his brows furrowed. He did not want to compete for the throne, nor did he support any ghost emperor. However, some things were not matters of contention. The land of the netherworld was restless, and someone had opened the gate of ghosts. , he wanted to go out and find a quiet place.

But there are several auras around here that are not inferior to him, especially in the north. Do you want to go back?

The man in blue robe frowned. He looked at the humans and searched for their souls. Thinking of the virtual sword, he raised his hand and waved it.

Immediately, endless coercion suddenly came, as if it was going to crush several people like ants. A sword energy suddenly appeared on Bai Yu, Situ Yan, and Zhang Qianqiu to block the attack. The three sword energy stabbed towards each other like arrows soaring into the sky.

With a casual wave of his hand, he waved out three dicks. The man in blue robe stared coldly, and flew forward. The sharp sword energy passed by his back. He leaned back again, and the third sword energy flew past the door.

The sword energy struck again, and he grabbed a purple silver sword in the air. The swords collided with each other, and the four of them fought together.

"Situ Yan, do you have any treasures?" Seeing that the sword energy seemed to be invincible, Bai Yu asked Situ Yan next to him. His sword energy was almost used up.

Although the sword energy hidden in the body can be activated automatically, one's own endurance must be considered. However, the talisman storage does not have this problem, but it needs to be activated manually, which is not as flexible as the sword hidden in the body.

"cover me!"

Situ Yan was forced to retreat and the red-eyed ghost rushed towards him. Bai Yu stepped forward to block it, and the others gathered around him. His consciousness communicated with the storage ring and directly pulled out a talisman. The talisman sealed the strongest attack in the integration period. He aimed at the talisman. The treasure was infused with spiritual power, and before it could be activated by kneading and chanting the incantation, two sword lights came towards him.

Bai Yu stepped forward and triggered the sword energy to block one sword light. The remaining one was blocked by Zhang Qianqiu. The talisman successfully activated the light, and the black sword's shadow appeared and locked the blue shadow.

The man in blue robe had already paid attention to the movements over there. When he saw the virtual sword, he couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. The virtual sword had locked onto his aura and wouldn't stop. After dispersing the sword intent, his figure transformed into smoke and disappeared. The sword shot over.

The virtual sword was supposed to be shot at the ghost, but unexpectedly the tip of the sword turned and pointed nearby. It was so close that the man in blue robe rushed over! Everyone's hearts sank, and they activated their defensive magic weapons. In an instant, explosions rang in their ears, and everyone was blown away...

then,

When Li Jiu used the puppet to pile up Li Wuji's clone to death and then connected to No. 1, the puppet was so frightened that he almost howled. He saw a cold and cold brother with black and purple eyes sweeping the white light towards his neck. For some reason, he looked at that With Daoguang's face and hairstyle, a line of words flashed in his mind: He died at the beginning, and after rebirth, Master Qing Leng knelt down and begged for forgiveness!

No. 1 who reads a lot of novels:...

After being distracted for a second, he succeeded.

It's a pity that no one who loves him to the bone says no.

"No!"

Puppet No. 16 next to him yelled like crazy, flashed and said, "Bah!" The enemy's face was punched, and the punch shattered the blue-robed man's bones into pieces, causing the white blood to surge three feet and embed deeply into the ground. This punch fully expressed the puppet's anger and grief for losing a loved one.

After imprisoning him, No. 16 held the dead head of No. 1 and held silent silence for just a second. Then he put the eldest brother and the equipment he had dropped into the space for burial later. The reason why he was so hasty was because he saw his apprentice and the six of them lying down. On the ground!

He had only been away for a quarter of an hour!

How can you sleep in at such a critical moment?

The boss is still struggling!

So on the 16th, I went over and gave each of the people who were covered in blood and whose meridians were broken a pill that only dissolved in the mouth but not in the hands. After taking it, all diseases were eliminated.

The puppet looked at Situ Yan and saw that his broken hair at the temples was sticky with blood on the left side of his face, his slender brows were furrowed, and his angular lips were pressed down. He was trembling slightly and seemed to be uncomfortable. He suddenly remembered that he was beaten when they first met. He looked so miserable, he fell to the ground and twitched when his internal organs were shattered by Li Wuji, he looked like a pig after being beaten by his elder brother, he looked like a stuffy pot!

Now that you have a master, won’t it hurt if you scream?

If you shout, the dead brother may be gentler.

No. 16 squatted next to Situ Yan, with his arms hanging down on his knees, frowning and his eyes full of sadness. If he had a lit cigarette between his fingertips, he would probably flick the end of the cigarette with his ring finger, put it into his mouth and take a puff. He sighed like an old father while puffing out clouds.

He thought about what was wrong with his parenting style. Looking at the bloody hair stuck to his face, he stretched out his hand, but stopped when he was about to touch it and took it back.