With a tragic cry of "Ga", the Phoenix Dharma Body was overturned and landed far away on the other end of the Suzaku Palace.

"Silk" Xiao Hua took a breath. It was the first time his phoenix magic body was hit so violently, and there was a stinging pain in his chest...

However, Xiao Hua's right hand Prajna heavy sword remains unchanged...

"Hmph" Gui Xiu snorted coldly, and a dark round shield as if it was like a mirror appeared in his hand.

With a loud "kneel" sound, the Prajna heavy sword hit the round shield, and traces cracked on the round shield. At this time, Xiao Hua seemed to be hit by great force, and his body lost its balance, and his whole body was thrown out horizontally. But at this moment, the fire in Xiao Hua's hand reappeared, and he slapped the shrinking fog with his palm. The sound of "this" was unexpected, the Samadhi True Fire could not ignite the green fog.

"Ha... I'm really terrified..." Although Gui Xiu laughed, he was a little weak, obviously injured by Xiao Hua, but he had just said that the green mist had just been collected around Gui Xiu, and it looked like a green Taoist robe. At this moment, Xiao Hua's unbalanced body was facing him, but when Xiao Hua opened his mouth, a little red flame was about to fly out. As soon as the flame flew out, it immediately cut through Gui Xiu's green mist like a meteor and rushed into his body.

"Ah???" Ghost Cultivation obviously always had a thing for this fire without heat, and when the red flames flew into his body, he was shocked. The mist that had become a green Taoist robe rolled rapidly again and wrapped the ghost Cultivation again. "Where is it still time?" Xiao Hua sneered, waved his hand, activated the secret technique, and with a "sky", a ball of red fire ignited in the green mist, and the green faced the extremely strange red...

Behind Xiao Hua's back, a baby-like evil ghost flew over, stretching out his fat and palmless arm to grab Xiao Hua strangely. With the gesture of the evil ghost, a desolate and sharp aura came first. It was the one who grabbed Xiao Hua's arm!

The "Wow" sound seemed to be laughing. The evil ghost's mouth dripping with blood had not yet come to Xiao Hua's arm, but when Xiao Hua stretched out his right hand, the Prajna heavy sword unexpectedly hit the evil ghost's abdomen.

"Wow" The evil ghost was really crying. A hole the size of a fist was stabbed by the Prajna heavy sword on its chest, which was exactly the same as a hole!

With a "ga" sound, the Phoenix Dharma Body also regrouped at this time. It flew to the head of the evil ghost and grabbed it with its sharp claws, which hit the evil ghost's vest. This baby-like evil ghost seemed to be as smart as a baby and did not know how to avoid it. The Phoenix Dharma Body's claws cut its vest in half!

"Wow" The evil ghost turned his head and opened his little mouth. A long red tongue flew out and stabbed directly at the forehead of the Phoenix Dharma Body. A sharp wind and a biting cold air immediately rushed towards Xiao Hua's forehead.

"Hu" Xiao Hua was shocked. The Phoenix Dharma Body swelled its wings and wanted to block the front. Moreover, the Dharma Body also used the style of the Beidou God Fist to dodge.

With a slight sound of "sniff", the evil ghost's tongue pierced the wings of the phoenix Dharma body, and also pierced one side of the phoenix Dharma body's forehead.

Suddenly, a sharp pain arose from Xiao Hua's forehead!

"Ah," Xiao Hua shouted, lifting up the heavy sword of Prajna. He used all his strength to hit the evil ghost hard. It seemed that the pain could be relieved without hitting it.

"Wow" the evil ghost was also very anxious. His tongue turned, twisting like a soft sword, and stabbed Xiao Hua's forehead. Unfortunately, Xiao Hua's original body was not a phoenix Dharma body, so he could dodge his tongue with just a slight twist. Moreover, the Prajna heavy sword was lifted upwards. The heavy sword that was originally without a sharp sword at this time was like an extremely sharp sword, which was very easy to cut the tongue into two pieces!

"Woo" The evil ghost was anxious, and his small body leaned down, opened his mouth, and a cold wind that could freeze people to death was blowing towards Xiao Hua!

"Go" Seeing that the Samadhi True Fire around Xiao Hua was dying in the cold wind, Xiao Hua opened his mouth and another spiritual fire was about to spit out! But at this moment, he saw the pennant flag that the ghost cultivator had just sacrificed in the air suddenly shrank rapidly, and a powerful force of attraction emerged from the fog on the flag. The evil ghost like a baby swung rapidly, struggling hard, but he still couldn't get rid of it.

Xiao Hua had no time to watch the evil ghost being sucked back to the small flag again, but instead moved quickly, dodging while using thunder escape to dodge to the other layer, but even so, half of Xiao Hua's arm was blown by the cold wind, and it suddenly became cold and extremely numb. Even the magic weapon to protect her body could not block the cold wind...

Xiao Hua was shocked and quickly activated his true energy and quickly flowed into the meridians of his right arm, trying to remove the freezing!

Unfortunately, after several attempts, they had no effect. It was not until Xiao Hua finally activated the Dragon Transformation Technique that he gradually became conscious of his right arm!

"It's so amazing!" Xiao Hua sighed, and looked at the ghost cultivator who was ignited by the spirit fire. At this time, the red spiritual fire had gradually revealed a green mist. There was a turbulent sound in the fire light inside, and there was a heart-wrenching scream. At this time, everything had subsided, and only the red spiritual fire was burning with the green mist, slowly swallowing it!

"Oh, it's finally over!" At this time, the magic power in Xiao Hua's body had been exhausted by half. His right arm was slightly lowered, enduring the unspeakable pain on his forehead, and looked up at the Vermillion Bird Palace. The surviving monks were only half of the previous ones! Without the activation of the ghost cultivator, the ghosts were wandering around with instinct, and were no longer swarming in the previous swarms. Although occasionally one or two monks could still see silently falling to the ground, these ghosts were no longer in Xiao Hua's eyes.

"Xiao Lang..." The Samadhi True Fire above the rabbit magic array was still burning, and no ghost entered the magic array. Xue Xue and others were naturally safe and sound. Seeing that Xiao Hua was injured, Xue Xue couldn't help but shout.

"Haha, it's okay!" Xiao Hua breathed a long sigh and waved his hand with relief. What happened tonight was really an indescribable feeling. Weird things happened one by one. Fortunately, he had many methods and finally dealt with them now. Now he only had to kill these ghosts with Samadhi True Fire. Although there were only a small half of the monks left in the Vermillion Bird Palace, they were better than everyone who died!

"Crack" several thunderstorms hit the top of the Vermilion Bird Hall. The entire Vermilion Bird Hall shook slightly. The Vermilion Bird Fire Array on the top of the Palace was slightly flashing with light, and it was almost dawned!

Xiao Hua was about to wave the Samadhi True Fire, but the thunder was so shocked that he stayed there unconsciously! Shang Qinghe was dead, Lan Jingming was also dead, and the last ghost cultivator who appeared was also killed by the spiritual fire, but why hasn't this thunder tribulation dissipated yet? Could it be that this thunder tribulation is not the ghost cultivator with the strength comparable to the golden elixir?
Chapter completed!