"Heh heh heh..."
"Ouyang Jun, you actually dared to invade my Xuanyuan Palace.
Did you really think I was dead?"
After Guan Jie appeared, he roared sternly at the man.
Liu Wushuang, Cheng Ying, and the others also unleashed their auras, pressing down on Ouyang Jun, who had been shouting so arrogantly!
"What!!!
How is this possible? Weren't you all killed?"
Ouyang Jun saw Guan Jie and the others appear.
He cried out in shock!
His heart lurched in alarm!
Was the intelligence wrong, or had the people of Xuanyuan Palace deliberately laid a trap?
All to lure us here and catch us in one net!
No, Xuanyuan Palace couldn't swallow up this many of us!
Once he had calmed down a little, Ouyang Jun looked at Guan Jie and the others.
They had all lost their physical bodies.
They looked sinister, wreathed in ghost qi!
"Hahaha, Guan Jie.
It seems the intelligence was right!
You've all become ghost bodies.
You're nothing but remnant souls that have fled back here.
How much fighting strength do you have left?"
Ouyang Jun laughed loudly!
"How many sects has your Xuanyuan Palace bullied?
So many fellow cultivators here have suffered under your oppression!
Today, we'll separate your heads from your bodies!"
Ouyang Jun laughed.
Then he immediately brought out a large saber.
With a sharp flick of his wrist, he slashed down, sending a streak of Blade Aura toward Guan Jie.
Ghost qi swirled around Guan Jie, who could only rely on his cultivation to meet Ouyang Jun's attack head-on.
Their attacks collided and exploded.
Both retreated several steps.
They had fought to a standstill.
"Hahaha, Guan Jie, it seems your fighting strength is nothing special!"
Ouyang Jun laughed.
Seeing this, the others also realized that Guan Jie had become a Ghost Body