People have three souls and seven souls. There are many people who die a good life in the world, and there are only a few who die unjustly. After many people die, a sense of resentment remains, and their souls are willing to die and linger in the human world. They linger in the cold and cold places of the Yang world for a long time.

Naturally, they become ghosts. People have human nature and ghosts have ghost ways. All ghosts can cause harm to people, but they have deep resentment. After practicing for many years and becoming a ghost, even ordinary monks will have a headache when they encounter a ghost with resentment.

, have been willing to be limited to the category of "everyone has their own fault, and everyone has their debtor". They resent everyone in the world, and will exact revenge and implicate innocent people when they get their way.

Among the fierce ghosts, those who have not transcended and transcended for thousands of years have gathered the evil energy of heaven and earth into one body, expelling souls and controlling souls, life and death. Those who are worshiped by all the ghosts and no one dares to follow him are called ghost kings.

The cultivation methods of ghost cultivators are the same as those of human monks, but also different from those of demons. They cannot be judged by low-level or high-level. With the strength of Ghost King Linghuyou, as a human monk, he can already surpass the master, which is unfathomable.

His nails are long and slender, and when he draws them in mid-air, he leaves behind five black qi. If these black qi are left on the skin, they will eat away at the confinement of the skin and damage the spiritual power.

Chang Ming swung his sword away and slashed towards Heiqi. The latter turned into powder in the sword light and dissipated invisible.

The Ghost King's attack was extremely fierce, leaving no room for maneuver and reaction. He Xiyun froze on the spot and reacted a little slowly, almost being affected by the black energy. Fortunately, He Qingmo arrived in time and pushed her aside.

"Senior, here to help you!"

His long sword drew the energy and moved, and the purple glow and neon light flew towards the Ghost King following the sword master's thoughts.

The sword edge is like thunder, the sword light is like the sun, the brilliant light is unstoppable!

The Ghost King's whole body was instantly enveloped in sword light, making him almost visible.

But He Qingmo only heard a sneer.

"Measure your strength!"

His smile was like that of a living person, gloomy and miserable, like clear raindrops, with a deep-seated chill that made people feel trembling from the bottom of their hearts.

He Qingmo even felt that this laughter had an invisible magic power, which would pull his heart in the direction the other party wanted without even realizing it.

The hand that guided the sword and pinched the secret trembled slightly.

It is this tremor!

The sword light suddenly disappeared, and the Ghost King's figure also disappeared from sight. Before He Qingmo could turn his head to take a closer look, he felt a sharp pain in his arm, and almost the entire arm was about to be removed.

He looked horrified. The more he tried to resist and struggle, the harder his arms became. Even the sword he carried with him was at his command and came back no matter how he was summoned.

The force holding his arm became stronger and stronger. He Qingmo was in so much pain that he could barely speak. He could only grit his teeth and persevere.

Suddenly, the pressure on his arms relaxed, and he stumbled back suddenly, but was supported by He Xiyun.

"He You, how are you?"

"..."

fine……

He was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak fluently.

The arm can still move, but every move will cause huge pain. This pain even exceeds the pain of having the arm cut off. He Qingmo used to boast that he was born in a famous family and was a proud man. Only now did he realize that he is an outsider.

These eight characters are Tian Wai Tian.

The strength of this ghost king can be described as a deep pool of ice, and it is impossible to get to the bottom of it!

The person who solved his dilemma was naturally Chang Ming.

The Sifei Sword was in his hand like an arm, and he was invincible. The Ghost King was quite afraid of the sword's light, so he immediately let go of He Qingmo.

The two of them fought in close quarters again, and the Ghost King's figure almost blended into the surrounding environment, making it light and erratic, allowing people to see his movements clearly.

Chang Ming can also see clearly.

He relies on his "smell" to identify.

Because ghosts also have smells.

"What are you looking for?"

A soft laugh sounded, as if a light breath was blowing on Changming's ears.

The black shadow flashed past, and the sword struck nothing.

"Looking for you." Chang Ming said.

"Is it right here?" The Ghost King chuckled, his voice suddenly getting closer and closer.

When he was close, it felt like he was close to his body; when he was far away, it felt like he was on the horizon.

"Do you know what your name is?"

Changming's wrist moved slightly, and the Sifei Sword went away in response. The black energy suddenly dispersed, but it was just the ghost king's phantom.

"Call, there will always be light in all directions."

"Jiufang, Changming? This name is very interesting. I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"Where have you heard that?"

"I remember, I know too many things, and there are always some things that I have to forget and cannot remember. I like you very much, so if you stay, let them go."

"Where is this?"

"The Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts, the Wenwen Township, wherever you think it is, that's where it is."

"How can I stay if I'm not a ghost?"

"In this case, if you become a ghost, you can stay? Come and help."

The black light slowly condensed into the shape of a sword, and with a gentle and lingering voice, it slashed towards his neck.

Chang Ming slashed back, but was blocked by the invisible ghost energy behind him, and the ghost sword in front of him wrapped around him.

"Rououxiang is a good name, but it's a pity that I can't find your lover. Do you need help?"

Chang Ming smiled slightly, formed a seal, and a golden light popped up. The ghost energy behind him suddenly collapsed, and the ghost sword in front of him was blocked by the Sifei Sword and split open like a broken bamboo.

But this is the territory of the Ghost King. As long as they are here, they will always be led by each other.

The ghost energy will slowly penetrate into their bodies, affecting their intelligence, corroding their cultivation, and eventually——

They become part of this place.

He Xiyun gradually felt a deeper fear, and she even regretted that she responded to Zhang Zhang's call for help, dragging Chang Ming and He Qingmo into this ghost place.

A deep chill came from behind. He Xiyun turned around and drew his sword. He found that the girl in red had eyes full of blood and tears and her face was ferocious. She was rushing towards her. Her body was transparent and she was not afraid of her sword energy at all. She grabbed He Xiyun on the head with her sharp nails!

He Xiyun's heart suddenly jumped, and she didn't have time to react. She was about to be caught, but He Qingmo struck down with his sword. The sword was powerful, but the girl in red was afraid this time and backed away suddenly, as if she was afraid.

He Qingmo drew his sword again, and He Xiyun could see clearly now. His sword energy contained golden light, which was richer and sharper than his own, and his natural spiritual power was also much mellower. The two of them were at different levels of cultivation, so the fierce ghost was afraid

He Qingmo is not afraid of He Xiyun, which means that He Xiyun's cultivation level is too low to be taken seriously by the other party.

Repelling a fierce ghost is enough to save them from the current crisis.

The ghostly aura was approaching from all directions, and a hand stretched out from the ground, slowly and silently climbing towards He Xiyun's ankle.

And she, unaware of it, just stared around.

"I can help you review your memory and find the person you were looking for in the past."

Chang Ming versus the Ghost King, the two of them are trying to kill each other with every move, but the Ghost King's voice is gentle and Chang Ming is not slow. If it weren't for the ghosts crying quietly and killings happening everywhere, the two of them would be like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years.

Average.

The Ghost King was surprised by Chang Ming's strength and knew that he would not be able to win quickly, so he slowed down his movements and continued to deal with him.

"Remember her."

In his memory, he seemed to be such a person, vaguely, but it was so long ago that even his unforgettable feeling was worn away by the passage of time, and his heart became as calm as water.

, how can ghosts be so concerned?

It is the person who cares, and his heart...

The Ghost King's eyes fell on Chang Ming, who was not far away. His eyes moved down from the other person's face and stopped at his heart.

"Can you show me your heart?"

He wanted to dig it out and see if it was hot and blood-red.

It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten a live human heart.

He had seen many hearts dug out of living people. They were beating, still filled with blood, and steaming. However, the taste of those hearts was not very good. Later, he gradually didn't like it anymore. Now he looks at Chang Ming.

On the contrary, the long-lost desire came back again.

"Is the person you like a human or a ghost?"

"It seems that he is a human being. After so long, he should have turned into a ghost long ago."

"what is her name?"

name……

The Ghost King looked at him with bright smiling eyes and slightly raised lips, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

It seems that there is also a clear character in her name.

Yes, what is her name? The last character is her nickname.

She liked calling her by her nickname very much, but he didn't like it. He always wanted to make her angry.
To be continued...