At the moment, Sun Yi and the king of Confucian Dao are following the trace of the ghost on the war plain with the Tiangang Dao army. They are too cunning and transfer very fast, which makes the teeth of the king of Confucian Dao itch. In order to chase him, they have searched the war plain for seven days.

"I feel a force of martial spirit surging towards that direction. I think it's the ghost who is making trouble. We should hurry up." Sun Yi nodded, knowing that the gold book in the sea was the most sensitive to the power of the soul, and could point out the direction for him every time.

"Yes!" The king of Confucian Dao nodded, quickened his pace and flew away towards the front.

And in the dark wind.

"Sect leader, the collection of martial spirits in this direction is almost complete. Should we withdraw?" That year, the old martial artist looked at a small jade bottle. There was bright energy in it. It was all refined soul liquid. The soul liquid was extremely precious.

The ghost nodded, looked around and said, "almost. The nose of the death Legion is smarter than a dog. They will follow us wherever we are."

"Withdraw!" The old martial artist motioned the disciples of the ghost Yin sect to take back the ghost flag array and follow the ghost master to leave here.

"Ghost, this time you're finally caught by me. You can't escape!"

Just as they were about to retreat, a cold voice came out of the void. Suddenly, the void seemed to be cut open. A purple gun rod suddenly stretched out in the fear. It was very fast. The old martial artist holding the jade bottle was hit by the tip of the gun before he reacted, and the jade bottle in his hand was held in his hand by a sudden figure.

"My soul liquid, hateful, hateful, it's you again!" The ghost doesn't care that old Wu died that year. What he cares about is the soul liquid in the jade bottle. He spent several days collecting so much in this small jade bottle, which fell short of success.

However, he was also decisive and knew that he was not their opponent. Even the disciples of the ghost Yin sect ignored him. He directly turned into a streamer and ran away towards the front. If he didn't run, he would be planted in their hands. He didn't want to be the second corpse puppet ancestor.

"Kill, kill!" The three hundred Tiangang sword Army started to kill violently, just like chopping melons and vegetables. These disciples of the ghost Yin sect screamed repeatedly. They had no ability to resist, and all their Kung Fu was killed in an instant.

"Where to run, ghost!"

A bright knife light directly cut him out and cut him behind the ghost man. He almost split him in half. The ghost man is only in the middle of the lower God King. This cut makes the ghost man groan, which is unique enough. When he turns back, he is a fierce attack.

Five ghosts move mountains.

Instantly clap your palms together, and there are five more virtual shadows in the void, like the energy shadow of the ox demon king, as if moving a huge mountain to stop the sword light of the Confucian sword king and stand still. This is a powerful ghost condensed by the law of ghosts.

Moving the Five ghosts to the mountain is also an immortal level intermediate martial skill of cangluozong ghost peak.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness!" The sage's book in his hand is a white Haoran righteousness, which seems to be the bane of the Five ghosts. Just a white river will annihilate all this. However, it is this short delay that the ghost tore up the space and didn't know where to escape.

"Damn it, let the ghost run away." The Confucian sword King scolded secretly. Sun Yi, who came to one side, comforted him and patted him on the shoulder: "it's difficult to kill a God King. Otherwise, only a few God kings would fall in a year's war. Your knife just now has seriously injured him. You can't make waves for a while."

The ghost master's body is weaker than that of a woman when he practices the law of ghost Taoism. The sword of the Confucian sword king should let him meditate for at least a few months.

"Next time I see this ghost, I will kill him." The king of Confucianism and Dao has a noble and righteous spirit, and he is most disgusted with the evil man of the ghost master.

"Although the task has not been completed perfectly, it is over. Let's go back." Sun Yi said that although this task wasted a lot of time, it was also the least dangerous one. Then it turned into a rainbow and shot at the camp of miewang League.

There are not many people in the camp. Most of them are fighting outside.

"Giving me the soul liquid is so pure that it's no less than swallowing the soul of a God King." The Golden Book made a covetous sound. The black soul bead had long been absorbed by the Golden Book. The emergence of this soul liquid was no less than sending charcoal in snow.

"Will I refuse your demand?" Sun Yi joked that everything was evil, and then the Golden Book appeared with a golden light, which involved all the soul liquid in the body for refining. Over time, the Golden Book absorbed the soul power much faster.

It's a pity that the golden book is weaker than the peak time. I don't know how many times. Otherwise, Sun Yi would like to see what kind of mysterious ability the God sealing strange book of the fourth heaven magic instrument has. When he thinks of the God sealing strange book, Sun Yi associates it with the God sealing list in the myths and legends of previous generations.

However, the golden book is recognizing the refining of soul liquid in the sea, and he will not disturb the refining of the Golden Book for a sudden idea.

The war outside didn't mean to stop. Sun Yi shut up in the camp every day. In his spare time, he drank and ate meat with the king of Confucian Dao. Although the king of Confucian Dao looks like a scholar, he is proficient in drinking, eating meat and gambling. According to his meaning, this is the playing method of literati, which makes Sun Yi often scold him for shit.

This kind of good friend friendship made in dangerous missions is the most precious. It's impolite to say that both of them can give their backs to each other.

But what makes Sun Yi helpless is that in this kind of war, even if he is very leisurely now, he can't shut down for a long time. It's difficult to guarantee that an urgent task will suddenly come. He can only wait until the end of this terrible war to find an opportunity to shut down.

What reassured him was that his mother and grandfather did not fall. In the past six months, many divine kings had learned well and played very carefully, so that one divine king did not fall in the six-month war. At most, he immediately withdrew from the battlefield under the cover of other divine kings.

This is also very helpless. The strength of both sides is very average. Unless an anti heaven figure can sweep the strong of the whole God King, it will be a protracted war of consumption. Obviously, both sides do not want to see it, and it is also the most helpless.

Finally, the war lasted for another two months, and the holy palace was finally unwilling to withdraw. The war lasted for a year and two months, and each party consumed a lot. Not only the hard core fighters, Yuan Shi and other resources, but also consumed a lot. If it continued, it would not determine the victory, so it chose to withdraw.

Each side needs to rest and recover for a period of time, and then launch a new round of fighting.

The crazy sword God King didn't expect that the war lasted so long. He ordered all the warriors to take the bodies of the warriors on the war plain back to the Far West, and then ordered the whole camp to pull out the stronghold and return to Tiangang sword city. Although the war was cruel, the result was not small.