The violent storm still did not stop.
In the darkness, dots of light swept across, it was the magic weapon in the hands of disciple Qingyun, with the help of the faint light of the magic weapon, he searched in the wind and rain. This place is already close to the outskirts of the back mountain of Qingyun Mountain. There are dense forests, old trees overgrown, and extremely dense plants. In addition, the weather is extremely bad, and the sky is thunderous and thunderous. From time to time, a split lightning strikes from the sky When it comes down and lands in the forest, it often splits a tree alive, which is really soul-stirring.
In front of this majesty of heaven and earth, disciples of Qingyun who were slightly weaker in skill couldn't help feeling palpitated and trembling. And in the darkness, that little bit of light seemed to flutter like shivering fireflies, only illuminating a small area around them.
"Boom..."
On the black clouds in the sky, there was another thunderclap, and the people on the ground felt their ears buzzing, and they couldn't help but turn pale in shock. It has been two hours since the search for Ghost Li, but still no trace of Ghost Li was found, many people started to mutter in their hearts, maybe they were run away by this monster
In fact, it is not unreasonable to think about it. As the deputy lord of the Demon Sect's Ghost King Sect, Gui Li is superb in his actions. Although it seems that he was injured by the ancient sword of Zhu Xian two hours ago, who knows how badly he was injured? ? As long as it is not seriously injured to the point of dying, Ghost Li must have the ability to sneak away!
This kind of thought secretly echoed in the minds of many Qingyun disciples, but the master urged and scolded them behind their backs, but they didn't dare to give up after all, so they had to continue searching. Little did they know, in the dark depths not far in front of them, Gui Li was severely wounded to the point of death, unable to escape, and was crawling in the muddy ground with the last sliver of luck.
In the dim light of the darkness, someone suddenly shouted loudly: "Stop, everyone stop!"
This person's voice was heard far away in the darkness, even the thunder in the sky could not overwhelm his voice, obviously he was a senior with profound knowledge. Gui Li lay motionless on the ground, letting the rain hit his body, he felt a bit familiar when he heard this voice, but he couldn't remember who it was at the moment
However, it was clear that the surrounding Qingyun disciples were extremely convinced and respectful of this man, and almost at the same time as his shout came out, the Qingyun disciples who heard it immediately stopped, stood where they were, and stopped talking. In the wind and rain, the originally noisy and noisy search suddenly and quickly quieted down, only the faint sound of someone's panting in the woods.
The storm is getting worse!
It seemed that someone was listening carefully.
Gui Li only felt a chill suddenly soaked into the heart and lungs, his whole body was icy cold, there was a creepy strange feeling. It seems that this strange quietness is even more frightening than the loud shouting and searching just now.
After a while, a voice suddenly whispered: "Father, what's the matter, could it be that you heard something?"
Gui Li's heart trembled, but he was very familiar with this voice, it was his former friend Zeng Shushu, and after a while he knew who the elder commanding this area was, it was Zeng Shuchang, the head of Fenghui Peak, also known as Zeng Shushu's father, and most of Qingyun's disciples who searched this area are also Fenghuifeng's disciples.
Uncle Zeng has been famous for a long time, he really is not an ordinary person, amidst the noise of wind and rain, he can still hear a little strange sound from Ghost Li, but at this moment, in the dark forest in front of him, he can't see his fingers, there is nothing except wind and rain. news. Even he himself couldn't help wondering if he had misheard the extremely slight noise he heard just now, or if it was caused by the many people searching together, some animals were disturbed and ran away.
After pondering for a while, Uncle Zeng frowned in the darkness, waved his hand, and said, "All the disciples should separate and line up in a line, no more than three feet apart, and search slowly forward, without missing a single gap."
Gui Li was startled, he searched so carefully that he almost had no chance to escape, when he was startled, he heard Zeng Shushu's voice slightly anxious, saying: "Father, this forest is so big, you send all your disciples here Intensive search, wouldn't it be impossible to search in other places?"
Uncle Zeng said indifferently: "I have my own reasons, you don't need to talk too much, go quickly."
Zeng Shushu was stunned in the dark for a moment, not daring to say any more, so he had to turn around and walk forward. In the darkness, no one spoke for a while, but there were bright spots, moving forward slowly in the wind and rain, gradually turning into a long snake, advancing slowly.
For some reason, the atmosphere in this forest suddenly became a little weird. During the commotion just now, everyone was excited, but no one was afraid. The silence at this moment made people feel a little hairy.
Because of the Daoxing Dharma Treasures, the shimmering light of those Dharma Treasures in the hands of Qingyun disciples generally cannot shine very far, and the brightness is quite limited, but they are connected to each other, advancing slowly, and soon, they are only two feet away from the place where Ghost Li hides .
"etc!"
Suddenly, Zeng Shuchang yelled loudly, and dozens of disciples of Fenghui Peak in Qingyun Mountain stopped at the same time. Zeng Shushu was startled, and walked to his father. Full of dignified color.
"What's the matter, father?"
Zeng Shuchang's eyes were deep, looking straight ahead into the dark depths ahead, but what his eyes were thinking was not the place where Ghost Li was hiding, on the contrary, he was looking at the distant and deep depths of the dense forest parallel to the front.
In the deepest darkness, there seems to be nothing, and it seems to be filled with countless ghosts and ghosts, roaring and dancing in the wind and rain.
"Something's wrong..." Under the dim light, the wrinkles on Zeng Shuchang's face seemed to suddenly become deeper, and there was some suspicion in his eyes, but he was not an ordinary person after all. After years of practice, he was determined, and after a cold snort, he was gone. Decide.
"Zheng", with a soft howl, everyone was startled, Zeng Shuchang actually sacrificed his portable fairy sword, the sword light was silvery white, flickering in the dark wind and rain, bright and dazzling, completely different from the surrounding Qingyun disciples.
But he was silent for a moment, and said loudly: "I will go ahead, you will not change, still follow what I said just now, search in a line, but you must follow me one zhang behind, and you must not come close."
At this moment, everyone knew that things were a little weird and wrong, but with Uncle Zeng always there, everyone had a backbone in their hearts. At that moment, they saw Uncle Zeng walking in front of the team with a serious face, holding a sword, while the surrounding people remained the same, just maintaining the same level as Uncle Zeng in front of them. One foot away, dare not approach.
This strange team continued to move forward slowly like this.
The strange breath seemed to be panting gently in the dense forest on this stormy night...
"Woo... woo..."
It was like howling wind and rain, and howling like a wild beast, but when I was shocked suddenly, I found that my own heart was beating.
That heart seems to be beating faster and faster!
Uncle Zeng's old face reflected the light on the fairy sword, and it became heavier. In the depths of the woods ahead, there was a mysterious hostility faintly. The strange heart palpitations that hit him still made him unable to take it lightly.
I haven't had that feeling for a long time. I still remember the last time, but it seems to have been a hundred years ago, when he and Tian Buyi waited for a few people to rush into the wilderness with Senior Brother Nagato Wanjianyi, and went straight to the lair of the Demon Cult. Scene? Time flies, it turns out that so long has passed in the blink of an eye...
But I don't know, is Senior Brother Wan, who died young, reincarnated now
Such a weird idea suddenly popped up in his mind, even he himself couldn't help being a little surprised and amused. He took a deep breath and pulled himself together. For some reason, today is really different!
"Boom!"
There was another thunderbolt, which suddenly exploded, and the power of the heaven and earth shook the heaven and earth for a moment, as if the ground under his feet trembled a few times. Almost at the same time, a bolt of lightning above the sky tore through the sky, broke through the clouds, and landed on the earth.
Like a sharp blade from the sky, it cuts towards the world!
Everyone was amazed by it, all the disciples were fascinated, some couldn't control themselves, suddenly one person was looking up at the sky, stumbled, actually fell, and almost cursed angrily. Unexpectedly, when he looked back, he suddenly saw a muddy body lying motionless on the ground under the lightning from the sky.
"Ah!..." The voice was shrill and suddenly sounded, "This, here..."
"Heck!" There was a muffled sound, and the disciple's shouting suddenly stopped, but in just this moment, everyone was already alarmed, and they all turned around and rushed towards him in an instant.
A black shadow soared up from the ground, but before he could stand still, his body was already shaking a few times, almost falling down. In an instant, more than a dozen magic weapons had struck with wind and rain.
Gui Li's heart was cold, but in the end he didn't want to just sit still, he gritted his teeth and ran forward, unexpectedly after walking a few steps, his chest felt a sharp pain, he couldn't hold on anymore, he fell headlong.
And the crowd behind him burst into cheers, several disciples of Qing Yun had already caught up, stretching out their hands to grab Gui Li.
At this moment, suddenly, the darkness in the depths of the dense forest seemed to suddenly expand, like a strange beast screaming silently, and a light flashed in the depths of the darkness.
Uncle Zeng magnified his eyes in an instant, rushed forward, and shouted sharply at the same time: "All disciples, step down, hurry up!"
Before all the disciples of Qingyun could react, they saw that Uncle Zeng had plunged into the depths of the darkness in front of him alone. Originally, the immortal sword in Zeng Shuchang's hand was shining brightly, but after he trampled into the darkness, he could no longer see him. With the radiance of the fairy sword, only the sound of angry shouts and whistles could be heard continuously.
When Qing Yun's disciples didn't know what to do, a strange figure shot out from the darkness in front of him, towards the place where Gui Li fell to the ground, and at the same time, Qing Yun's disciples flew over here. With the help of that little bit of light, I saw that the whole body of this figure was wrapped in black shadows, only a pair of eyes were exposed, shining brightly.
Qingyun's disciples shouted loudly, drew their swords and rushed forward, unexpectedly, this person's morality was extremely high, and he stretched out his hand to cast a magic weapon, but he went close and grabbed the closest Qingyun disciple with his bare hands.
Although the Qingyun disciple was not flustered, he slashed down the magic weapon of the fairy sword in his hand, the man in black didn't say a word, turned a blind eye, and his grasp remained unchanged. In front of everyone, he forcibly grabbed the fairy sword in his hand. Everyone was shocked, and before they could react, they saw that the man shook vigorously, and the Qing Yun disciple who was fighting with him had already flown out, and the fairy sword was actually snatched by this man.
This person's morality is so high that he is extremely powerful. In the darkness ahead, Uncle Zeng yelled angrily, but he seemed to be entangled by someone and couldn't separate himself to come to rescue him. In this weird night, there were unexpectedly many mysterious masters ambushing here.
Although the enemy's skills are extremely high, these Qingyun disciples are all from famous families, not ordinary disciples. Under the horror, none of them ran away.
The man in black seemed to be a little anxious and impatient. He stepped up his hand, and the celestial sword that he snatched suddenly shone brighter than it was in the hands of the young disciple just now. It slashed down in mid-air, and a huge halo slashed straight at everyone. All Qingyun's disciples shouted one after another, and all of them retreated to meet the enemy. Unexpectedly, although the man's voice was loud, it was just a bluff. With one move, he forced everyone back a few steps, let alone fighting, he directly picked up Ghost Li who was powerless and hanging on the ground. and go.
Everyone in Qingyun was startled and angry, what was shocked was that the mysterious human being who came out of Hengli had such a high level of skill, and what was angry was that the ghost Li who got it was snatched away again. Ghost Li is the Qingyun Sect's confidant's serious trouble, and because of the long history with Qingyun Sect, Qingyun Sect has long been determined to get rid of this person, this time he was robbed halfway, how could he bear the anger, they immediately chased after him.
He had just chased after him, but suddenly he heard a whistling sound, and a bright light flashed, shooting out from the darkness. In the eyes of everyone, it seemed that the sword light was shooting towards them, and they immediately stopped to meet the enemy. Only Zeng Shushu rushed to Feiqi and swiped his sword away, but he felt his palm tremble and took a step back involuntarily, but the incoming sword was also redirected by him, soaring straight into the sky, and fell down after a while, thrusting backwards with a puff In the mud, it was the fairy sword that had been snatched away, buzzing by itself.
And this delay, the man in black was already like a ghost, holding Ghost Li and quickly submerged into the darkness ahead, and Zeng Shuchang, who was fighting fiercely in the darkness, suddenly roared at this moment, and someone in the dark groaned, Blood flashed.
Everyone was shocked, they didn't know whether it was Zeng Shuchang who was injured or the opponent, they were very kind to each other, they rushed forward one after another regardless of so many people. They were only halfway there when Zeng Shuchang's figure flashed out from the darkness, landed on the ground, and stopped them. Looking at his figure, although he was moving smoothly, his feet were a little staggering, and at the same time he was gasping for breath. The fierce fighting was a great consumption for him.
He gasped for a while, and immediately said in a low voice: "The opponents in front are extremely skilled, and there are a lot of people, you must not make mistakes!"
Zeng Shushu and other young disciples felt chills in their hearts, never expecting to encounter such a situation in this place.
Uncle Zeng stared at the darkness in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you guys, why do you want to take care of our Qingyun sect's affairs? With your way of doing things, you must be unknown people, why don't you meet and talk!"
The wind was violent and the rain was violent, lightning and thunder rumbled, but for some reason, the darkness in the depths of the dense forest was so dense, like ink that could not be melted at all.
No one answered Zeng Shuchang's question, only the sound of wind and rain and the panting sounds of Qingyun's disciples. Zeng Shushu quietly took a step forward and said in a low voice, "Father, where did they come from?"
Uncle Zeng shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "They deliberately concealed their identities, and what they used was not their own Taoism, so they couldn't see it for a while."
As he spoke, he frowned, raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Aren't you showing up yet?"
The voice echoed far away in the dense forest, but after all, no one answered, Zeng Shuchang suddenly changed his color, stomped his feet and said: "No, it's a trick!"
As he said, he flew forward, and the celestial sword shone brightly, but this time it shot straight around, without any shadows covering it, obviously those people had all retreated, they came like the wind, and they left immediately after robbing people, obviously they had a plan and planned it long ago.
Uncle Zeng let out a long sigh and fell down. Zeng Shushu directed the other disciples to continue searching around to see if they could find any clues, and asked Uncle Zeng in a low voice, "Father, what's wrong?"
A hint of disappointment appeared on Uncle Zeng's face, and then he sighed: "Although the fight just now was hasty, I have a vague feeling that these people are not using the Taoist method of the Devil's Sect, and besides, if people in the Devil's Sect can save ghosts, they don't need to hide But, then who is going to save this evildoer! And there are a lot of people, and their morals are so high?"
After all, he frowned, thinking deeply. Zeng Shushu was silent, turned his head and looked forward, only to see dense forests and a dark future, where could he see anything
But they don't know, who are those people who kidnapped Gui Li? But no matter what, Zeng Shushu walked forward and whispered to himself, it's better than falling into the hands of Qing Yunmen...
He thought like this, on this stormy night, deep in the dense forest, he seemed to recall in his mind ten years ago, the appearance when he first saw Ghost Li in Tongtian Peak of Qingyun Mountain.
After a long time, he sighed in the darkness and continued to walk forward. No matter what the future holds, the present always has to move on.
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At the other end of the unknown forest, deep in the darkness, there is another strange black figure looking at Zeng Shuchang and his group from afar. It is Mr. Ghost.
At this moment, the look in his eyes seemed to be uncertain, and he looked very confused. After thinking deeply, he still couldn't understand it. After a long time, he saw that the search area of these Qingyun disciples was getting wider and wider, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that this was already a sign of giving up. With such a search, where can they find people in this huge dense forest
Sure enough, after a while, Zeng Shuchang's voice sounded again: "Forget it, you all come back!"
The disciples of Qingyun were obviously eager to hear this, and they all walked back. Mr. Gui watched from a distance as Zeng Shuchang counted the crowd, then turned around and led the disciples towards Qingyun Mountain, gradually disappearing into the dense forest among.
He slowly emerged from the darkness and walked out, but his eyes drifted into the distance, looking at the direction where the group of mysterious men in black were going, staring deeply.
In the wind and rain, there seemed to be a voice whispering: "Is there anyone still interested in him..."