The School Flower Dormitory Is Haunted, I Broke Into It Drunk And Was Watched

Chapter 225 Twelve Ghost Disciples

The island owner swallowed hard, raised his wrist tremblingly, and looked at the time. It was now half past eight in the evening.

"Damn it! No matter it's true or not, you're going to die for me!"

The power of the Dao Emperor's peak surged, and the Haotian Mirror immediately flashed a dazzling light, shining on Mo Yun, and a purple beam of light fell on Mo Yun in the blink of an eye. Biqu library

There was a sound of "poof", and the raging fire burst into flames.

"Wine Sword Immortal! I don't care about your illusion, I will kill you!"

When Mo Yun on the ground was burned to ashes by the flames, he immediately closed his eyes, sat cross-legged on the observation deck, and at the same time chanted the mantra of pure heart to adjust his internal breath.

As long as the mind is peaceful enough, no illusion can affect it.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, he opened his eyes when the power on his body radiated out and he sensed the surrounding snow-capped environment.

Immediately afterwards, the eyeballs were about to fall out, and a young man in a white robe walked up the mountain staggering from side to side.

"Wine... Wine Sword Immortal..."

"Where's my knife?"

"Ahhh!!!"

The island owner raised his head and aimed at the golden moon, and let out a scream in pain.

Then the body soared into the air, and the strength of the whole body burst out without reservation.

The wind howled and the stone chips flew.

"Wind! Rain! Thunder! Electricity!"

The sky suddenly thundered and lightning, and then it rained like the end of the world.

These terrifying spells did not attack Mo Yun, but fell on the island owner. Obviously, he wanted to use the pain to get rid of Mo Yun's illusion.

But nothing works!

When another Mo Yun staggered up to the top of the mountain and asked where my knife was, this Daoist peak slapped his chest without hesitation, and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

"Wine Sword Immortal... now... your illusion is useless!"

The island owner looked up and around, and the surrounding environment suddenly became blurred.

The golden moon in the sky and the vortex of Yin Qi are all there, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow.

It was ten and one past midnight.

He was standing on the watchtower, his whole body trembling with fear, and in front of him was a large mouthful of blood just spurted out.

At this time, Mo Yun was drinking and slowly approaching him.

"You lost, but you didn't seem to bring my knife?"

"The knife is with the ancestor!"

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Yun finally changed his words, and the island owner breathed a sigh of relief.

If he asked "Where is my knife?", his head would probably split open.

At this moment, his face was full of fear, and he already understood the gap between himself and Jiu Jianxian.

When twelve o'clock midnight arrived for the appointment, he had already been hit by the opponent's illusion.

In order to get rid of this endless loop of illusion, he forcibly disturbed the balance of yin and yang in his body, and was able to escape.

Now that he has been seriously injured, he no longer has the strength to fight, and has lost completely.

And it's only been a minute now...

Hearing that the island owner didn't bring the Thunder Blade, Mo Yun's expression finally turned a little ugly.

"So, are you kidding me?"

"Hmph! So what if I fooled you? Didn't you just fool me for hours in the illusion!"

The island owner raised his orchid finger and said through gritted teeth.

Now that he got rid of the illusion, he became airy again.

Because next, he doesn't need to make a move.

"Twelve ghost disciples! If you don't show up again, this old man will die here!"

The island owner looked left and right, used the technique of sound transmission for thousands of miles, and shouted loudly. The voice fell from the top of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, echoing continuously.

After hearing this, the senior officials of the major families felt refreshed.

"This is the voice of the island owner!"

"That's right, it sounds like he has already fought against Jiu Jianxian and is at a disadvantage?"

"I don't know. If we really fought each other, why is there no movement on the top of the mountain?"

"I also find it a bit strange. In the battle between the emperors, there is a vision of heaven and earth with a wave of hand. It is very easy to change the terrain. There is no movement now?"

The high-ranking Dao King level looked puzzled.

Only the Taoist Emperor can sense everything that happened on the mountain from a distance of more than a thousand meters.

Although they didn't witness it with their own eyes, they were all aware of the situation above.

At this time, some giants looked smug and explained to the king-level Taoist priests.

"It's true that the winner has been decided. Jiu Jianxian is worthy of being Jiu Jianxian. He must have used his most proud pupil technique. Just standing there without moving, the island owner yelled like crazy, Then he gave himself a palm, and he was seriously injured!"

As soon as the giant said his words, the people on the scene

The Taoist priests all looked shocked.

"Fuck! So fast!"

"True or not, Jiu Sword Immortal has already won, so I'll give out the one who bet all-in on Jiu Sword Immortal!"

"Coincidentally, me too hahaha!"

"In this way, the Liu family is about to end, and the situation on Cantaloupe Island will undergo earth-shaking changes!"

On the villa halfway up the mountain, Liu Yehua didn't know whether she was happy or sad when she heard the sound transmission from the island owner.

"Uncle Hu, my grandpa has conceded, so are they going to play next?"

Before Hu Jiudao could reply, the swirl of clouds and mist above the sky suddenly turned black and red.

At the same time, at the center of the vortex, monstrous Yin Qi rolled down and turned into a black and red giant python, heading straight to the top of Xianggua Mountain.

All the Taoist priests on the mountainside involuntarily took a step back, feeling a chill down their backs.

This is a kind of fear of evil spirits that comes from human instinct.

This is an ominous sign!

There are only two people on the top of the mountain.

The island owner took out a pink handkerchief, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and then smiled cheerfully.

At this time, the black and red evil spirit python finally descended to the top of the mountain, submerging Mo Yun's figure in the blink of an eye.

"I heard that you are very attractive, self-styled wine sword fairy?"

"Boy, do you know that fairy is a taboo word for us fierce ghosts?"

"It's not bad that you can defeat the island lord in red with one move. If you eat your flesh and soul, then I should have a chance to break through to the venerable!"

"Brother, don't think about swallowing it alone, it's made by us twelve ghost disciples!"

Mo Yun still had his eyes closed, and his ears were filled with the sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, and occasionally there were sparse discussions among fierce ghosts.

At this moment, after he stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, he said lightly:

"Nine peak ghost emperors, three half-step ghost masters, such a good resource, it must be paired with wine that is more than five hundred years old!"

Thinking that he was about to drink ghost wine, Mo Yun smiled cheerfully, and at the same time held the hilt of the Slaughter Sword.

"Hey, some of you should know someone named Yinhu, tell me where he is, and I'll take you on the road together."

As soon as these words were uttered, the top of the mountain suddenly became extremely quiet, and there was no sound of wind.

The twelve ghost figures stood together in the evil spirit, motionless.

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