Chapter 2997: What is intended?

When this powerful breath appeared, Ge Yu gave birth to a whitish sweat, and this terrifying breath actually came from behind him.
After feeling this feminine aura, Ge Yu quickly turned around and looked behind him, but not far away, suddenly a large purple cloud floated over quickly, which turned out to be deep purple. , And Aunt Feng's devil's Taoism is only purple.
In other words, the ghosts who are currently coming here are much better than Aunt Feng.
It's just a corpse-resurrection technique, how can it attract such terrifying things?
Above the ghosts are ghosts and immortals. It is not the ghosts and immortals that Taoist practitioners say, but the means that a ghost is truly cultivated into the immortal family, and its strength is much stronger than the ghosts and immortals among the practitioners.
Before, I heard that Zhang Yihan's Wudang faction joined forces to kill a ghost and immortal, and the real person Dixian Wuyazi died tragically because of this. From this point, we can see how powerful a real ghost and fairy is.
But this ghost is rare for hundreds of years. Where did this one come from?
Seeing that dark purple cloud and mist approaching quickly, Zhong Jinliang must not be able to cope with it alone. At the moment, Ge Yu left a few ghosts behind and stared at the front yard. He took a group of big demons and the rest of the old ghosts quickly. Head towards the backyard.
Not long after, Ge Yu came to the backyard. The situation was okay. Under the awe of Zhanxianjian and the portrait of Zhong Kui's ancestor, no ghost dared to approach half a step.
When Ge Yu came over, Zhong Jinliang also looked vigilantly at the dark purple cloud in the sky, his face very solemn.
Seeing someone nearby, Zhong Jinliang turned his head and glanced at Ge Yu, and said in a trembling voice, "Brother Yu... Then... what is that? How do you feel much stronger than Aunt Feng?"
"It feels like a ghost..." Ge Yu said solemnly.
"Huh? How strong is Guixian?" Zhong Jinliang asked again.
"Ten Auntie Feng added up, they are not necessarily Guixian's opponents, the real Wuyazi died in the hands of a Guixian." Ge Yu said.
"Wuyazi is a real god, can't even beat a ghost?" Zhong Jinliang was even more puzzled.
"Guixian is the means of ghosts that have been cultivated to the immortal family, and it can no longer be saved with common sense..." Ge Yu said.
While talking, the purple-red cloud had reached the backyard, suspended in the air.
All of a sudden, the overcast wind began to blow, and the air seemed to have dropped more than ten degrees in an instant, making the two of them feel a deep cold air.
The dust was flying above the ground, and the fallen leaves were flying. The old ghosts in the spirit gathering tower who came with Ge Yu, after seeing the purple cloud, all shivered with fright, all curled up in Ge Yu’s Behind.
These old ghosts are also fierce and abnormal. Following Ge Yu over the years, he has swallowed a lot of ghosts, and each of them has greatly increased.
However, at this moment, when facing this deep purple cloud, I still felt natural fear, which is a natural suppression among ghosts.
Even if Aunt Feng is here at the moment, she probably wouldn't dare to act rashly.
The purple cloud quickly fell and fell into the many ghosts that had confronted Zhong Jinliang before. It was like a bright tiger suddenly appeared in the flock. The scared ghosts retreated one after another, away from the deep purple. Seven or eight meters away, each of them seemed to have seen their natural enemies, and they ran away even more directly.
But seeing the dark purple cloud and mist quickly transformed into a human form.
Ge Yu and Zhong Jinliang were both taken aback when they saw the ghostly appearance.
The ghost was not a modern person, but was dressed in an official uniform of the Ming Dynasty.
Wearing a crown of beams on his head, wearing a red robes, a blue collar with white yarn mid-single, a blue skirt with a red silk, a red and white two-color silk ribbon, white socks and black shoes, a lively cultural relic appeared.
Not only that, the ghost looked very young, in his twenties, with a handsome face and a tall stature.
This high-level ghost that popped up suddenly appeared in front of Ge Yu and Zhong Jinliang.
"Look at you ghost, you have a high level of morality, why, you also want to come over to join in the fun, borrowing a corpse to return to the soul? You have almost reached the ghost fairyland, right? You still want to be a human again?" Ge Yu asked.
"I don't have much interest in being a new person. I just want to come over and watch the excitement. You are not a small person. What is your intention to attract so many ghosts?" The ghost looked at Ge Yu with a grim expression.
"Does it have anything to do with you?" Ge Yu was not afraid, and walked a few steps towards the ghost.
"Haha... If the officer thinks it is related, then it does matter. Why, can you stop the officer with your meager means?" The ghost said with some disdain.
"Xuanmen School disciple Long Yan is here, I am here, no matter what kind of monster you are, don't want to step into this house for half a step!" Ge Yu shook the seven-star sword directly on the ground, above the sword body Suddenly a golden light flickered, and the seven small swords clinked again.
"A young child from the Xuanmen Sect who is still breast-smelling is also talking big words here, not to mention you, or your Xuanmen Sect's earth fairy is here, and I don't want to stop the official, quickly move away, let the official see you What kind of ghost are you waiting for?
As he said, the powerful ghost walked towards Ge Yu.
Ge Yu shouted angrily, raised the seven-star sword, and slashed towards the ghost. The seven small swords suddenly separated from the sword, and all shot towards the powerful ghost.
The powerful ghost kept walking, and there was a sardonic smile on the corner of his mouth. When the seven little swords were about to fall on the powerful ghost, suddenly, all the seven little swords hovered over the powerful ghost. At a position less than three meters above the top of the tower, they all hummed together, and could not advance.
"Small bugs." The powerful ghost waved his long sleeves, and the seven small swords suddenly flew upside down and pierced toward Ge Yu.
The strength returned by Ge Yu turned out to be several times more powerful.
"Brother Yu, be careful!" Zhong Jinliang said, he was about to step forward in front of Ge Yu. Ge Yu took two steps forward, shaking the main sword in his hand, and gathered all the seven small swords back.
However, the force that came over was too strong. Although Ge Yu caught the seven small swords, he was also taken out by that fierce force for a long distance. Both feet stepped out of two deep pits on the ground. .
The powerful ghost continued to move forward with a smile.
Just when Ge Yu had just stabilized his figure, the voice of Real Long Yao suddenly came from the direction of the second floor: "Xiaoyu, what's the situation?"
"Senior Long Yao, it seems that a ghost has come..." Ge Yu said solemnly.
"What!?" Real Long Yao was also shocked.