The scales in his heart returned to calm, Ning Ji frowned, and temporarily pressed his emotions, focusing on the front of him.

Su Fengyan used a puppet to drag the Ghost King, hoping to distract the Ghost King from three points, so that no matter which one he pursued, he could delay the time. But he didn't expect that the Ghost King suddenly seemed much more sensitive, and immediately came to his senses after realizing that he had pursued the wrong one.

Su Fengyan had seen the Ghost King in the Ghost Monster many times, and finally realized something was wrong.

The Ghost King seems to be...having a sanity.

This guess made him feel cold. Su Fengyan would rather his guess be fake.

The Ghost King without wisdom is already difficult to deal with. If he has wisdom...

His face looked ugly, and his heart moved slightly, and he immediately made a quick decision to inject a trace of soul into one of the puppets. The Ghost King hesitated for a moment, and was looking at the puppet with his breath, but suddenly stopped.

For a moment, Su Fengyan felt a warning in his heart, and he frowned and left the place. Sure enough, the Ghost King turned around and ignited a ghost fire on the ground.

——He recognized the real him.

In a very short time, his eyes changed rapidly.

Su Fengyan's face looked ugly, knowing that it would be difficult to pass tonight.

He thought the Ghost King was the same as before, and relaxed his vigilance, but he didn't expect that he would trap himself instead.

He had a hidden murderous intent in his heart, but because of the death aura of the Ghost King, he had been unable to take action for so many years.

The insects on his body crawled out quietly, and Su Fengyan took back the puppet.

At this time, the Ghost King stopped. He turned around and saw another person appear behind him.

The ghostly face in white clothes turned out to be Ning Ji.

Su Fengyan lowered his eyes, but he didn't expect him to come.

"Sword Master will appear again when I am about to die, and I will hang my breath to get my heart's blood. Isn't that just right?" He suddenly laughed and slowly tightened his hands.

Ning Ji glanced at Su Fengyan indifferently.

"I'm afraid you won't have that breath left."

The clouds in the sky alternate with the full moon, and the moon is full at the time of Qingming Festival in the ghost world.

Su Fengyan did not deceive Ning Ji. The ghost ghost he made with blood was indeed only able to be solved by the blood of the full moon, because the time when the full moon in the ghost creature was the time when the ghost king appeared.

He is connected to the bloodline of the Ghost King, and his ghost tribe bloodline can only be inspired by it at that time.

Su Fengyan is a combination of humans and ghosts. His bloodline is inherently impure, not accepted by the human race, nor can he be accepted by the ghost race.

He was pale on his face and could not see the expression in his eyes. After hearing Ning Ji's words, he slowly tightened his hands.

The Ghost King was originally here to kill this evil seed that dirty his bloodline, but he didn't expect that there were still people in the ghost world today.

He turned around, paused slightly, and said hoarsely: "The ghost clan clears the portal. If you don't interfere, I can save your life."

He was born with wisdom for a while and spoke slowly.

Ning Ji knew that the Ghost King had developed spiritual wisdom when Su Fengyan took back the puppet. He frowned: "He is connected to your bloodline."

Even though he hated Su Fengyan, he still spoke at this time.

The Ghost King fell silent just when Su Fengyan thought he would not speak.

He said the same words as his mother.

"He is a sinful person."

The two words "名生生" are like the imprint of birth, and are hardly branded on him.

Su Fengyan slowly tightened his hand.

Ning Ji knew that he could not say anything at this time, so he frowned and drew his sword.

"If you really hate him, you shouldn't have given birth to him." He made a statement lightly, Su Fengyan was slightly stunned and raised his head to look at him.

The next moment, the forest darkened.

The sword light and the ghost fire were intertwined, so Ning Ji didn't have to wait any longer.

...

The formation in the horizon flashed, and Xie and Qing tried their best to maintain it.

Wu Gang couldn't help but worry when he saw blood spilling out from his lips.

"Owner." Xie Yuqing shook his head.

"continue!"

He must maintain the formation.

Seeing that the poster insisted, Wu Gang couldn't say anything at this time, so he had to look to the other side with caution.

Lou Weiyan frowned and waited for a long time but still couldn't see Ning Ji come out. Thinking of the Ghost King who had born with spiritual intelligence, he took out the Tianshui Mirror and dripped blood on it.

Last time, Ning Ji used the Tianshui Mirror to find Chu Jinxiao, but this time he found Ning Ji. Lou Weiyan frowned, and his handsome face was slightly heavy.

The mirror shook twice, and when Lou Weiyan thought he could see the scene inside, the Sousian Mirror failed.

There was darkness in the mirror and nothing could be seen.

The drop of blood was his essence and blood. Connecting to the Sky Scouting Mirror was equivalent to his soul entering, but it failed. This was something that was impossible to happen in the past.

What exactly happened inside?

...

Ning Ji's sword was eroded by the death energy.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the corroded mottled sword, and slowly frowned.

Su Fengyan took a breath and suddenly spoke: "Sword Master can take my heart blood to kill him."

He turned his head and said, "At this time the moon is full, my heart can kill the Ghost King."

"Besides... didn't Sword Lord come for this?"

He knew that his methods were despicable, but since Su Fengyan said that he would not lie from Ning Ji from now on, he would not lie.

What he wanted had already been answered. Su Fengyan tightened his hands, and even at this time, he laughed.

"I'm not going to die."

He is half a man and half a ghost and will never die anyway.

Ning Ji turned his head and looked at him.

The two of them looked at each other, Su Fengyan's eyes were smiling, and his hands were opened.

"Sword Master doesn't want to thank the poster for his death."

Apart from a city, Xie and Qing used their cultivation to spend their energy on the formation.

Ning Ji tightened his sword, and hesitated for a moment before taking action.

The sword blade stabbed into the heart, and a drop of blood splattered on the long sword. What's amazing is that the sword gradually returned to its former appearance.

Ning Ji threw a bottle of fairy dew to Su Fengyan, turned around and quickly fought with the Ghost King.

His cultivation level is equivalent to that of the Ghost King, and before that he was just subject to the inaccessible death aura. At this time, he seized the opportunity and cut open countless clusters of ghost fires and turned to the Ghost King.

The Ghost King underestimated the enemy at the beginning, but was stabbed by Ning Ji with a sword. After entering his right arm, he forced him to retreat step by step. Fortunately, he quickly reacted behind him.

The sword energy is scattered, and the light of the clouds collided with the ghost fire

Ning Ji wiped away the blood from his lips.

...

Chu Jinxiao had already cleared the dragon soul in the Dragon Abyss. He was originally suppressing the mad blood, but after his heart sank for an instant, the mad blood completely occupied his body.

There is no need to suppress it anymore.

He was originally in the darkness.

He thought to himself.

Next is almost massacre.

The dragon souls that stopped him were killed one by one, and Chu Jinxiao walked out of the depths of the dragon abyss.

This time no one dared to stop him.

"You have no suppression of your mad blood. You force out of Longyuan at this moment. It will be difficult to mediate again in the future." The person who spoke was the dragon clan who had shown Chu Jinxiao before.

Long Yuan not only completely stimulated his bloodline power, but also asked him to suppress the mad blood. At this moment, Chu Jinxiao would probably be crazy if he forced out.

"That's what happened in the future." Chu Jinxiao said lightly.

He only has his eyes at this moment.

He didn't look back, but just dragged his sword away. There was a dragon scale that he didn't have to pass through Fengdu, and directly teleported to the ghost world.

After Chu Jinxiao landed, he turned his head to look at the Styx.

The Ghost King noticed that there was another strange aura and his face changed.
To be continued...