Chapter 1787: The ghost strikes

"How is the situation of the Misty Pavilion now? What about the Master Bai?"
Ye Fan couldn't help asking after learning the outline of the matter.
Looking at the corpse outside the misty pavilion, it must not last long.
"My master and the others got the call of the emperor, and they all went to the capital to help, here I am guarding the two elders!"
Lai Zhiqing said helplessly.
If it hadn't been for the masters of Misty Pavilion who had left for the most part, they wouldn't have been so embarrassed.
"All went to the capital?"
Ye Fan groaned, frowning.
"Yes, Huo Dong's betrayal caused the capital to be in chaos. The emperor has re-assembled the eight ancient clans and six forces. Nowadays, most of the ancient masters are gathered in the capital. Because there is down, the entire universe is over! "
Lai Zhiqing nodded and explained.
Ye Fan fell silent after hearing this, and his heart became more worried.
Tianyu today is indeed in a critical situation.
"How long can you hold on?"
Ye Fan glanced at Lai Zhiqing and felt her a little haggard, and couldn't help but care.
The emperor dispatched troops, but suffered from these sect disciples, they all had to take up the sect's responsibility and fight the Nether clan to the end.
"Our mysterious three pavilions in Beicang have always been the thorn in the eyes of the Nether Clan. If they want to fully control Beicang, they must get rid of us. In the previous rounds of offensive, there are high-grade saints in the realm."
Lai Zhiqing's tone was a little aggrieved, as if she was complaining to Ye Fan, and at the same time said helplessly, "Several elders in the realm of the sect at the moment are more or less traumatized, and the resistance is very reluctant, and..."
At this point, Lai Zhiqing fell silent suddenly, her eyes reddened.
"And what?" Ye Fan asked immediately.
Lai Zhiqing's helpless appearance made him feel uncomfortable, and Ming Miao Ge helped him a lot this time. If there is a problem at the moment, if he can help, he will help.
"It is said that in the next attack, the Nether Clan will dispatch an ancient Pluto general to completely remove the mysterious three pavilions, starting with our ethereal pavilion!"
Lai Zhiqing said with a trembling tone.
"Ancient Pluto!"
Ye Fan's face was gloomy and terrible after hearing it, and he knew the strength of the ancient underworld commander. The first seat hadn't been fully restored at the time, but it was already extremely powerful, and finally he was able to kill with the help of the soul power of the people.
"We may not be able to survive the return of Master, Ye Fan, you should leave as soon as possible. You are a special person. If you are discovered by the Nether Clan, the consequences will be disastrous!"
Lai Zhiqing sighed finally, as if she had accepted her fate.
She didn’t pin her hopes on Ye Fan. For one thing, this would expose his identity. Lai Zhiqing didn’t think Ye Fan had the power to deal with the ancient ghost generals. These were all ancient powerhouses and her master. One level of existence.
"Ancient Pluto, although powerful, it is not impossible to defeat. I will stay here for three days to see the situation!"
Ye Fan said intently.
He can't stay here forever waiting for the arrival of the Ancient Pluto. For the Misty Pavilion, he can help.
"you……"
Hearing this, Lai Zhiqing's beautiful eyes flashed with touch, and she was also impressed by Ye Fan's courage.
Although three days were not long, Ye Fan stayed for a second in this scene, and he was brave.
"Boom!"
After the conversation with Lai Zhiqing, Ye Fan was trying to find a place to stabilize his king's cultivation, when he felt a loud noise came from outside the ethereal pavilion.
A light-colored mask was revealed from the inside, shaking, rippling waves.
"The Great Array is under attack!"
"Quick, meet the enemy!"
Perceiving the movement, the disciples of the Misty Pavilion flew directly to the outside world.
They want to protect the big formation, if the formation is broken, the Misty Pavilion will be completely finished.
"Is it coming so soon!"
Ye Fan murmured to himself, and followed everyone to the outside world.
Outside the misty pavilion, there are densely packed people in black, at least thousands of them. Gloomy power is surging in these people, and they are all Nether disciples.
The disciples of the Mystic Pavilion were confronting them, but unfortunately, both the number and the momentum were much worse.
And some disciples of the Misty Pavilion were shocked by the scene in front of them, their faces turned pale and couldn't help saying.
"So many people? In the past, it was only four or five hundred at most!"
"It seems that I really have to fight to the death today. For the sake of the sect, I will die without regret!"
The disciple of the Misty Pavilion was scared, but there was no way out.
At this moment, in front of the man in black, there were three expressionless men standing right in front of them, all possessing the power of realizing realm, one in the early stage of the fourfold, and the other two being the peak of the threefold.
"Mysterious pavilion, just grab it with your hands, your disciples are all skinny and tender, we really can't do it, quack!"
The man in black in the early stage of the fourth layer chuckles.
"Bah, you don't have to dream, the Nether clan, none of them can die!"
Lai Zhiqing stood with the two misty pavilion elders at this moment, and fought back at the words of the man in black.
Once they are caught in their hands, as women, their fate is probably worse than death.
Therefore, they have no choice but to fight to the death.
"Then there is nothing to say, today the Misty Pavilion will be eliminated!"
The black-clothed man's tone changed, and it instantly became extremely gloomy, bringing a chill in everyone's heart.
"Do it!"
As these words fell, many people in black all boiled, and rushed toward many Misty Pavilion disciples like hungry wolves.
It's not that they can't get rid of these delicate women. On the contrary, these demons have ravaged expectations in their hearts.
At the moment, the three leading experts in the realm of reality rushed towards Lai Zhiqing's trio.
"Leave this punctual woman to me. Go and deal with those two old women!"
The black-clothed man at the quadruple pinnacle was the leader of this group. After an order, he rushed directly towards Lai Zhiqing.
His eyes were full of lustful eyes.
"you……"
There was a look of helplessness in Lai Zhiqing's beautiful eyes. She was no more powerful than a king, and in the hands of this man in black, she was equal to a lamb to be slaughtered.
Before the Nether Clan came to attack, there were at most one or two high-grade saints, and at the same time the strength was not as strong.
"dead!"
As the war broke out, a gloomy word directly covered the audience.
"Yep?"
This word interrupted the leader's actions, and the leader turned his head subconsciously, only to see a sharp white light like a big sun, suddenly appearing in the air, and everyone could not open their eyes.
"Wow!"
In the fierce white light, a dazzling long sword gradually revealed its shape, shooting towards the ground.
"boom!"
The long sword was directly inserted in the center of many Nether disciples, bursting out infinite sword energy.
The sword gas turned into a halo, rippling outwards, quickly drowning those nether disciples.
"what……"
Suddenly, screams came and went one after another, but in an instant, hundreds of Netherworld disciples were swallowed by the sword light and shredded, turning into masses of blood mist.
"Where is the expert?"
In response to this sudden and powerful blow, the leader's complexion was gloomy, he shouted in his mouth, and looked in the direction of the long sword.
At the position of the long sword, a young man did not know when he had already appeared, holding the hilt of the sword in his forehand, and looking at them with bloodthirsty eyes.