She even kindly comforted these little comrades who were crazy about it.

"They should be the demon clan's contracted ghosts."

Compared to human cultivators, the demons' skills are more extreme and perverted, and their methods of cultivation are more unscrupulous.

The typical saying is that it takes thirty years of steady practice to achieve the golden elixir.

The devil cultivator used all means to achieve a pseudo-Nascent Soul in three years.

Human cultivators advance slowly in the early stages, but they lay a solid foundation for the later stages. Demon cultivators gain strength rapidly in the early stages, but they are easily backlashed by the laws of nature in the later stages.

This is also the reason why the demons are fanatically pursuing the Chaos Divine Tree.

In addition to resisting the thunder of tribulation, it also resists the backlash.

This is true for the devil cultivator, and it is naturally the same for the contracted ghosts controlled by the devil cultivator.

These ghost heads look like they may be ghost kings, resentful ghost kings, or even violent ghost kings.

But it is obvious that the improvement was achieved in a short period of time through such extreme method as devouring one's own kind.

It seems that his fighting power is several times stronger than that of the ghost heads in the underworld, and even much stronger than the ghost cultivators in the Yang world.

But it is difficult to practice ghost cultivation, let alone ghost cultivation that practices the magic way.

There is absolutely no future.

The mad black ghost fog trembled, then formed a bowing shape in the air and bowed to the blue-clothed building manager.

Then it started to bite the opponent again with great vigor and vitality.

Lu Lingyou rushed into the green ghost energy first.

While charging, he shouted to the people behind him, "The ghost fog of our own people will only suppress the opponent, charge."

Qin Yin, Senior Brother Liang and Senior Brother Zhao took the lead in the charge.

“There’s really no suppression.”

"Didn't we say we are one of them? Kill them quickly."

"Okay, damn, I've been here for so many days, and today I finally don't have to feel depressed."

However, they chopped enthusiastically and finally got rid of one of the ghost heads together. The green ghost fog disappeared in an instant.

Then, they discovered that there were about four or five people hacked to death by Lu Lingyou. There was green mist coming out of their skin, and it was obvious that they were crushed to death by the blue-clothed building manager. There were about eight or nine of them.

The remaining seven or eight were taken care of by the Yuguidao family.

The disciples of the Outer Heaven + the monks from the Western Wasteland who were about to follow and charge in: .......

Just when I was about to start killing, all the enemies were dead.

At least give me a chance to perform.

There are certainly opportunities to perform.

Lu Lingyou didn't bother with the He family.

After killing the controlled senior members of the He family.

He and the blue-clothed building manager used violence to break the ban.

The He family didn't know whether they were shocked by their momentum or shocked by so many of their own people being controlled, so they didn't have time to stop it immediately.

When they remember to stop it.

The sound of the forbidden door opening was heard with a click.

The main mountain range suddenly appeared in sight.

Lu Lingyou raised his sword and shouted, "There are a lot of evil spirits in there, charge!"

The distraught He Hongsheng was carried by Su Xian into the main peak of the spiritual vein.

As soon as he landed on the ground, there was a sizzling sound, and the amulet on his body was attacked by three ghost thorns at the same time.

He Hongsheng was dumbfounded.

Also dumbfounded were the head of the He family and those senior members of the He family who were lucky enough not to be possessed by the evil spirit.

"how come?"

"How come there are so many?" They checked yesterday.

There are clearly only three core areas with less than ten ghost and demonic auras.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have thought of finding a way to clear it out privately first to preserve the spiritual mine.

Can.......

How come so many of them suddenly appeared overnight? Just overnight?

The Soul-Eating Sword in Qiu Linghao's hand clanged and moved quickly around the battlefield, driving away the ghost thorns from some injured people.

He rolled his eyes magnificently, "Of course not. If they don't hide it, how can they let you idiots help them stop the Yugui Daoist family?"

The double-layer formation area of ​​the Southern Region was not much earlier than the landing point of the Eleventh Family. Why was the Southern Region full of ghosts while the Eleventh Family was only able to deal with minor incidents?

Patriarch He:......

At this moment, the head of the He family seemed to have aged a hundred years.

He stood in the center of the battlefield in a daze, watching the main peak of his own spiritual vein completely turned into a ghost battlefield.

Watching the ghostly aura wreaking havoc, sweeping through the spirit stone mines and polluting the precious spirit stones into a pile of waste.

I saw some disciples from Xihuang falling to the ground, staggering and having to use external objects to support themselves, but they didn't use swords or knives, they used shovels.

Even so, he kept falling down again and again.

The shovel dug out the spiritual stone one by one.

The spirit stones were put into their pockets in an instant.

The He family head's eyes were red.

"stop."

"stop!"

This group of robbers.

This is not helping the He family get rid of evil spirits, this is ransacking their house.

At this moment, the head of the He family hated the demons, ghosts, and the old witch named Yi Hui.

"He, patriarch..." He Hongsheng, who had completed his historical mission and was thrown back into the He family team by Su Xian, weakly rushed to the side of the He family head.

"Why not spread the word and ask them to try their best to preserve the spiritual ore and prevent it from being polluted? Finally, clean up the battlefield and reward them with half of the remaining spiritual stone ore."

He Hongsheng hated it too.

He knew that he was now hated by the He family.

But at this moment, he must make some contribution, otherwise, it will be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the He family in the future.

The head of the He family is a stubborn person.

He kicked He Hongsheng eight feet away.

"Fuck your mother's fart."

Those were the He family's spiritual stones. They belonged to the He family, and he didn't want to give even a penny to anyone else.

It was the leader of the Purple Cloud Sect who spoke first, "Old He, your disciple is actually right."

If the He family does not take measures, those people from the Ghost Control Sect will never feel sorry for their spirit stone mines because of their previous conflicts. Those small and medium-sized sects and independent cultivators in the Western Wilderness have also been jealous of the eleven families for a long time.

Such a good opportunity lies before us.

It would be strange if you didn't add insult to injury.

"At least this way you can save some things. You have to be rational."

He Hong was furious. "I am irrational? You are irrational? Otherwise, when they raid my He's house and then raid yours, you will be so generous too."

A trace of sadness flashed across the face of the Purple Cloud Sect's leader, but he was very determined, "If my Purple Cloud Sect was in this situation, I would do it."

Patriarch He:......

After gnashing several teeth, he finally closed his eyes and said, "Okay, I'll go talk to that old witch."

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"That's it?" Lu Lingyou killed a ghost head with a sword and looked at the head of the He family in silence. "Just announce it yourself."

Why are you looking for her? Can't you see she's busy?

Patriarch He gritted his teeth again, "What do you mean by that?"

That is a spiritual stone, the lifeblood of his life.

Isn’t this important enough?

To him, it is the most important thing.

Ancestor Lu Lingyou sighed.

"How do you manage to be the head of the family? Well, forget it. Since I am your grandmother, I will give you a tip. Gather all the disciples of your He family and let my Yuguidao family help you to identify them. As for why you can't call them, you know the reason, right?"

Although he knew the old witch's age and that she could indeed be his grandmother, she couldn't bear to hear such words from him with her teenage face.

The head of the He family felt humiliated.

What a shame.

He was so angry that he cursed Lu Lingyou several times in his heart, and then he asked someone to pass on the order with a gloomy face.

Qin Yin, who was passing by, stopped and said, "You don't have to be so serious. In fact, you should thank her."

Without her order, the Yuguidao family would not give them face.

The head of the He family was even more embarrassed. His He family had been ransacked, and he was still thanking?

"I thank her ancestors for eighteen generations."

Thank you also to your eight generations of ancestors from Tianwai Tian!