Chapter 325: The Enemy and Ourselves Are Confused

Nine flying swords, shining with lightning, surrounded Ji Ruxue and kept spinning.

Ji Ruxue was in the lightning, like a goddess descending to the earth, mysterious and breathtaking.

Ji Ruxue flew up, took the nine flying swords, and took the initiative to kill the five ghosts.

Because of the deep Canglan secret realm, the spiritual consciousness was suppressed, and Ji Ruxue had to get close to the ghosts and fight in close combat.

Jie Hui was also shocked by the scene of Ji Ruxue controlling the thunder.

But before he could make any move, Ji Ruxue and the five ghosts were already close.

Ji Ruxue pinched out the sword finger with his left hand and pointed it in front of him.

Nine flying swords came out in a row, but did not hurt the enemy, but went around the periphery and surrounded the five ghosts.

"Zhuxie Sword Formation, rise!"

Ji Ruxue shouted in a delicate voice.

As Ji Ruxue kept pinching the sword formula in her hand, a certain connection suddenly arose between the nine flying swords.

Countless mysterious magic words flew out from the nine flying swords.

The magic words were formed by silver lightning, and they quickly connected with each other.

A gray-black transparent light curtain, with nine flying swords as the array base and lightning magic words as the barrier, suddenly condensed.

The five ghosts were trapped in it.

Jie Hui's face became extremely solemn.

Ji Ruxue actually cultivated a sword array, and it was a thunder magic sword array.

Fortunately, although the sword array trapped the ghosts, it failed to break the connection between him and the ghosts.

In other words, the five ghosts were still under his control.

Jie Hui slid the rosary, and the five ghosts held long knives and slashed at the same place of the sword array barrier.

Seeing this, Ji Ruxue sneered.

"A mere ghost wants to break my sword array, wishful thinking."

"Thunder!"

Each of the nine flying swords shot out a lightning.

Nine thunders, with a mighty force and a mighty power, struck the five skeleton ghosts in a flash.

The five skeleton ghosts merged into one, facing different directions, and slashed out with the long swords in their hands.

The dazzling lightning instantly filled the entire sword formation, completely covering the figures of the five ghosts.

When the lightning dissipated, the weak figures of the five ghosts were revealed.

The souls of the five ghosts became much more transparent, as if they would collapse at any time.

The ghosts that were finally refined were almost beaten to death by Ji Ruxue, and Jie Hui was full of hatred.

He raised his hand and took out the human skin hand drum.

He tapped it gently.

The dull drum sounded.

Ji Ruxue's figure shook slightly, and a look of fear appeared on her face.

A giant beast with a terrifying appearance appeared in front of her.

The giant beast was a hundred feet tall, like a human figure, but with a bull's head.

A pair of red eyes revealed cruelty and bloodthirstiness.

Looking down from a high place, looking down at Ji Ruxue, who was as tiny as an ant.

Under the shadow of the giant beast, Ji Ruxue felt like she was falling into the abyss. She felt so weak that she couldn't even muster a trace of resistance.

She just wanted to escape at this moment, the farther away from the giant beast, the better.

But her feet seemed to be filled with lead, unable to move at all.

What frightened Ji Ruxue even more was that the giant beast raised its right foot and was slowly stepping towards her.

Ji Ruxue's vision was completely occupied by the huge sole.

She could even smell the pungent stench emanating from the giant beast's sole.

Just when Ji Ruxue thought that she was going to die at the hands of the giant beast.

A loud shout exploded in her ears.

"Junior Sister Ji, don't wake up!"

Ji Ruxue suddenly woke up from a dream.

She suddenly realized:

She was in the Canglan Secret Realm, in the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Liquid Hall.

She was fighting with Jie Hui.

There was no giant beast in the hall.

This giant beast was an illusion!

This was a mental attack on the soul.

After seeing through the true and false of the giant beast, the giant beast that had previously frightened Ji Ruxue became a mere shell in her eyes.

Ji Ruxue pinched out a sword finger with her right hand and lightly pointed at the giant beast.

A stream of sword energy shot out.

The giant beast instantly turned into countless tiny dots of light and dissipated.

Ji Ruxue suddenly felt that everything in front of her was bright.

Everything in front of her returned to normal.

She looked up and found that the sword array had been broken because she was no longer under control.

The five ghosts had been taken back by Jie Hui.

The ghosts were taken away, which meant that the stone cushion occupied by the five ghosts was empty again.

Ji Ruxue stared at Jie Hui with a cold expression, and the nine flying swords were spinning around her at high speed, looking like she was still in shock.

There were some dense sweat on her forehead, which was the cold sweat caused by the giant beast.

But she didn't intend to stop there.

Although Jie Hui's human head drum was strange, Ji Ruxue had seen it once and was prepared. She thought she would not be easily fooled again.

"Bald donkey, look at the sword!"

Nine flying swords, lightning condensed, were about to cut Jie Hui.

Jie Hui said calmly, "Female donor, I have already given up the stone cushion, why are you so aggressive?"

Jie Hui took the initiative to show weakness, but Ji Ruxue was unwilling to give up easily.

Flying swords came out in a row and swept towards Jie Hui.

Jie Wu suddenly turned into a golden giant, stood up, and roared in a muffled voice.

"Stinky woman, don't you understand what my senior brother Jie Hui said? Do you really think that you can do whatever you want with a broken sword formation? If you dare to let it out, I will smash you into scrap copper and iron."

"Junior sister Ji, don't make trouble, come back."

Mu Yunxin suddenly spoke and persuaded.

"Hmph!"

Ji Ruxue snorted coldly, reluctantly put away her flying sword, and turned to walk towards her stone cushion.

There are three peak foundation-building monks in Hunyuan Temple. Even if Hehuan Sect and Xuantian Sword Sect join hands to fight the enemy together, the outcome can only be that both sides will suffer.

It will only let other people in the hall take advantage for nothing.

The empty stone cushion was occupied by a disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect.

Jie Hui sat on his own stone cushion, but he didn't get it, and Wu Gui was seriously injured.

His expression was not as kind as before, but rather gloomy.

Suddenly, he realized that someone was spying on him.

Looking up and looking around the hall, Jie Hui found that the one spying on him was Xue Gu from Xuantian Sword Sect.

However, the other party was not spying, but staring at him without concealment.

A surge of anger suddenly rose in Jie Hui's heart.

He had already admitted defeat and handed over the empty stone cushion. What else do you Xuantian Sword Sect want?

Do you still want to snatch his stone cushion?

Just as Jie Hui was filled with resentment, he noticed.

Xue Gu's eyes swept towards Lei Huayuan and the other four Lei family cultivators, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Jie Hui stared at Xue Gu, seemingly unsure of what Xue Gu meant.

Xue Gu nodded slightly.

Then, he turned his head and stopped looking at Jie Hui.

Seeing this, Jie Hui smiled, and his expression regained its compassionate look.

......

More than a quarter of an hour later.

The vast spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to gather, causing the concentration of spiritual energy in the entire hall to rise sharply.

Everyone in the hall had an illusion in their hearts, as if they were in a giant spiritual vein.

It seemed that every breath could swallow a large amount of spiritual energy, and their cultivation seemed to be quietly improving.

Everyone's expression was lifted.

The ten thousand year spiritual liquid, condensed now.