Chapter 466

"Report back to the general. Recently, the city has been under martial law and ghost repair has been investigated. All the city gates are guarded by Luodu army. As long as Lord Hou comes back, there will be news immediately, but the villain didn't hear any news." The post official said very seriously, which made Ning Ziwei confused again.

"Where has the boy gone? General Zhou asked me to pick him up, but he didn't tell me where the boy would live..." Ning Ziwei frowned and muttered.

The post officer looked at him and suddenly had a flash in his mind. He seemed to think of something. He hurriedly said, "general, if the military situation is urgent, I think Lord Hou may take a path from the broken soul mountain!"

"Yes!" Ning Ziwei clapped his hands. Why didn't he think of it just now! He immediately stood up and called the pro guard to go to duanhun mountain.

"General, wait a minute. The soul breaking mountain is very dangerous. Maybe the villain can help the general guide one or two." The post officer quickly stopped him.

Ning Ziwei turned his head and looked at him. After thinking for a moment, he finally nodded. The party immediately set off for duanhun mountain.

Ning Ziwei had never walked this road before. Fortunately, he took the post officer with him and found the road. He ran out and saw the black air in front of him not far away.

"No! It's ghost repair!" Ning Ziwei hurried to the extreme with several close soldiers. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared in situ, leaving only a dust.

"It's here again..." in the eyes of the post officer, he gradually became deep, and some uncontrollable anger rushed over with him.

When they reached the edge of black Qi, the post Officer immediately found a man in black robe, who was being attacked by a man and a woman. They were very insidious and stuck to him like maggots of tarsal bones.

The post officer was so familiar with Yang Xuan that he immediately determined his identity from the wooden sword in his hand. The whip in his hand shook and went away like a flash of lightning, separating the two men and women.

"Huh? Brother Meng?" Seeing the sudden appearance of the whip, Yang Xuan was happy. He didn't come to say hello to the post officer, and stabbed the man with a sword.

The man's figure was very flexible. He dodged after a turn. Then he stood with the woman back-to-back and carefully beware of the haunting whip.

The two fought together here. Ning Ziwei didn't take care of it. His eyes were fixed on the charming man in front of the stone tablet, and his long gun shook out.

"When did ghost Xiu dare to appear in Da Wei? Didn't he hurt you in those years?"

Ghost Mo was immersed in the enjoyment of torturing the bloody youth. Suddenly hearing this sentence, he frowned immediately and looked at Ning Zifeng discontentedly.

"Boy, are you impatient to talk to me in this tone?" The ghost ink sleeve robe soared, and a black breath turned into more long guns, shooting at Ning Ziwei.

As the leader of the whole flying Lian army, Ning Ziwei's cultivation is naturally not low. He lifted his breath and feet, flew away in the air, and his vision immediately expanded a lot. Then there was a bright moonlight, his eyes were as fierce as an eagle, his long gun trembled in his hand, and countless cold lights burst out.

Boom——

A series of explosions came, and all the black air was dispersed. The long gun came towards the ghost ink like a cold dragon. The air was driven by the power of the long gun and made a whirring sound.

"Ghost repair should be killed!" Ning Ziwei's voice had no emotion. The next moment, the long gun had poked into the heart of ghost mo.

Ghost Mo looked down in disbelief, then his whole body turned black and dissipated with a thump, and escaped from the dead robbery.

"It's a pity that you are still too weak in front of the nothingness and darkness of this seat!" Ghost Mo no longer hid his strength. Countless black Qi broke through Ning Ziwei's defense, bound him up and fell heavily to the ground.

"General!" The pro guards behind them screamed and rushed up all at once. The cold light in ghost Mo's eyes flashed, and dozens of black Qi immediately passed through their hearts. In the blink of an eye, they stopped breathing.

"Thief!" Ningzi Weihu's eyes were wide open and watched his brothers die one after another. Countless anger was accumulated in his chest, but his limbs were firmly bound by black gas and couldn't get rid of it.

When he fought with ghost ink, Yang Xuan finally divided the victory and defeat. Under the long whip of the post officer, a man and a woman were thrown into confusion. Finally, they were scattered into black Qi by Yang Xuan's sword and fled to ghost ink in a panic.

"Elder, I can't fight him!" They knelt down with their hands in their arms at the same time. Their teeth trembled with fear and made a cluck sound.

"Waste!" Ghost Mo swept them aside with a wave of his sleeve robe, and his eyes turned to Yang Xuan and the post officer, and his face gradually became surprised.

Like Ning Ziwei, the blood light boy who was bound up also showed a different color at this moment, and the light in his eyes flashed, as if he was thinking about something.

"Wu Na GUI Xiu! The army in the city will arrive soon. If you don't escape, you can't escape!" The post official raised his momentum and roared out loud.

"Do you think it's useful to scare this seat? It's you boy. Don't interest this seat." Ghost Mo was very disdainful. He calmly walked towards Yang Xuan and looked closely at the post officer.

As like as two peas, the more the ghost looked, the more surprised the boy looked like the blood light boy.

Are there still living people in the Meng family?

Immediately, ghost Mo's hand was caught off guard. He knocked Yang Xuan unconscious and reached out to catch the post officer.

The next moment, a fierce tiger suddenly rushed out of the jungle, roared and rushed towards the ghost ink elder. The lightning all over made a crackling sound.

Then a light gauze flew out of the forest, wrapped the post officer and Yang Xuan directly, and flew quickly towards the jungle. It was Yu Qingcheng and Fenglei tiger.

Elder Guimo was about to catch the post officer and ponder it carefully. When he saw them escape, he was furious. He waved his sleeve robe and swept away the Thunder Tiger. A black air swept out, wrapped Yang Xuan and wanted to drag them back.

"Jingshi lotus heart formula!"

Yu Qingcheng's lips opened gently, and the light on the gauze made a great effort to disperse the black gas directly. He successfully took Yang Xuan and the post officer to his side, jumped on the wind Thunder Tiger and fled quickly.

Ghost Mo elder also seemed to be restrained, his hand suddenly retracted, and his eyes looked at the back of several people who left in horror.

"Interesting..." after a long time, the gentle smile in his Mo Che's eyes became more and more thick and murmured.

Yu Qingcheng ran out with Yang Xuan for tens of miles, almost close to the depths of the broken soul mountain, and felt a terrible breath coming from inside. Then he stopped and looked back.

"Miss Yu, why are you here?"

"You are the descendant of Meng family, aren't you?"

Yu Qingcheng didn't answer the post officer's words, but looked at him with burning eyes.