Chapter 1221 (1/2)

The refining technique of the ghost is very clever, and its body is extremely flexible.

Thanks to this, Shen Lang can perfectly control this high-level puppet, and even attach his mind to the ghost.

Hua Ziling is no longer surprised by Shen Lang's means. If it's puppet action, it's really safe.

And Shen Lang's puppet breath is very strong. It should be able to resist the suction of small space cracks.

Shen Lang first releases Qi sword, judges the location of many space cracks, and then finds the right time to control the ghost to rush towards a certain direction on the right side of the temple entrance.

”Whew!”

The dead bone turned into a gray light and rushed into many cracks in the space.

The cracks in the surrounding space create a suction force, pulling the body of the boneless devil. On the skeleton of the skeleton of the ghost, there was a flash of gray light, which resisted the suction of the space crack and rushed to the tribute table.

”Whoo!”

Seeing this, Shen Lang and Hua Ziling are relieved at last.

Although there are a lot of space cracks inside the ancestral hall, there are no around the tribute table.

The two bones of the dead devil's hands grabbed the two golden fruits on the tribute table, one in each hand.

Shen Lang carefully releases a large number of Qi swords, determines the movement direction of those space cracks, and is preparing to control the ghost to fly out.

Just then.

A few people's voices suddenly came from not far away from the forest, which scared Shen Lang and Hua Ziling.

”No, someone's coming! Let's hide! ”

Shen Lang had no time to control the skeleton devil to come back. He immediately grabbed the flower purple spirit and hid in the grass behind the ancestral hall building. They held their breath.

See the dark woods out of four people, three men and a woman, looks very young.

Holding a piece of blood jade, the four were covered with a layer of red light, which cut off the black fog in the air.

There are three acquaintances of Shen Lang, Duan Jian, Xuefei and Murong Mingyue!

”Brother Duan, we've been looking for half an hour in this” black forest ”, and haven't seen your saying about the elder's ancestral hall of Penglai palace?” Blood flies and snorts.

He was still in his usual red armor, his face cold and fierce.

Murong Mingyue is walking beside Xuefei, wearing a white dress and a phoenix hairpin. She has a delicate and beautiful face and glass eyes. She is charming and mysterious.

Because of the holy eyes, the temple of demons also gave Murong Mingyue a place to enter Penglai palace and follow Xuefei.

”Don't worry, young master Xue. How can you find the treasure so easily? My father told me some secrets of Penglai mountain before. It's really a ”black forest”. There are many ancestral halls in Penglai mountain, only the black forest is intact. The ancient friars have a great respect for their ancestors. The ancestral hall usually displays superior offerings. If we can find the ancestral hall, we will not go back empty handed! ”

Duan Jian laughs and shakes the folding fan on his hand. He looks confident.

A few months gone, Duan Jian has broken through the end of the Dan period!

Last time, after the duel with Shen Lang, Duan Jian felt extremely humiliated and even lost to a garbage repair in the early days of pill making.

This is not the point. The point is that the news of his defeat has been widely spread outside, and it has spread to Ziyang palace in less than a month.

Duan Jian felt that he had no face to see people any more. He hid in Ziyang palace all day long and vowed to devote himself to cultivation. After their strength soars, they must kill Shen Lang and wash away this shame!

As a result, who knows, Duan Jian has gone to shit. He tried to close the door and hit the later stage of jiedan, but he broke through easily!

Duan Jian is the body of Longyin, and his strength is at the peak of the middle period of jiedan. Although most of the late period of this successful breakthrough is luck, it is not a special surprise.