clang!

The body fell from the sky, and was slashed by lightning and trained by lightning, but did not turn into coke or powder.

He fell on the sword peak of Daoshan, and was not as expected. He was stabbed blood by the sharp sword and sword. His body penetrated a large transparent hole, and blood was gushing out. Instead, he broke the hard sword and got stuck in the sword cluster.

This is an extremely harsh environment. Daoshan Jian Peak corrodes mud, and no grass grows within a radius of thousands of miles. However, there are almost no dead spirits, and ghosts are difficult to live in. The city closest to Daoshan Jian Peak is also a hundred miles away.

But Daoshan Jian Peak has rich resources. Even if the environment is so harsh, ghosts are coming from the city in an endless stream, splitting a clean place on the round mountain peak, and building a simple wooden house and a viewing platform.

At the foot of the mountain, there are dozens of families and simple wooden houses, with most of the ghosts that are coolie, and only a few old ghosts and teenage ghosts.

A young man was awakened by thunder. He saw a stunning scene through the window of the wooden house. A body fell from the thunder pool in the sky and fell into the mountain of knife.

"Master! Someone fell from the thunder pool in the sky and smashed on the sword mountain. A large area of ​​swords was broken!" The young man was shocked and pulled the old man, his fingers outside the window, and his body trembled slightly.

"It seems that the recent high-frequency refining of weapons has caused a lot of burden on you and has illusions. Daoshan cannot stay in Daoshan. The environment is too harsh. We will cultivate Tangshan City in a few days and have a period of cultivation." The old man glanced at Daoshan outside the window, his expression was as usual, and his palm rested on the boy's head, warning him.

"Master, it's true! I even see clearly that it's a ghost!" The young man grabbed the old man's hand and sighed harder again.

"Even if you are a ghost, don't worry. The refined equipment is enough. We will be Tangshan City tomorrow!" The old man stopped him and did not allow the young man to go.

"But..." The young man looked at the old man, his eyes flashing with bright and clear light.

Finally, the old man nodded, and floated towards the sword mountain that the boy pointed to, wearing a feather-shaped flying ghost weapon.

"This is......"

A young man lay there without moving. He was charred all over, and his black hair was swam with a tiny purple electric snake around him. Around him were dense swords, and one area of ​​swords was broken and scattered around him.

"How is this possible! This really fell from the sky and fell into the thunder pool, but it did not turn into powder or become coke. Even the swords of Daoshan Jian Peak were smashed!"

The old man was amazed. Looking around, the mountains and fields were full of sharp swords, which made people feel trembling in their hearts, but someone fell down, broke the sword, and lay there quietly.

"What kind of body is that? Isn't it the Huangquan ghost body? Otherwise, how could it be so strong?!" The old man sighed and was a little moved. He fumbled out a rope in the ghost pocket on his waist, controlling the rope to pull the man onto the feathered ghost weapon.

The rope successfully rolled up the man and pulled it up little by little.

With several jingles, the broken sword on the man's body fell, making a crisp sound on the ground.

"hiss......"

The old man took a breath of air conditioning, and the rope swayed and lifted the man up, rubbing the sword around him, but it almost broke.

What a sharp sword, but it left no scratches on the man’s body!

"Hait!"

The old man carried the man up and placed it flat on his feathers, but the feathers suddenly sank down.

"Oh, it's so heavy!" The old man smiled, held the man with one hand, and controlled the feathers with the other, and flew staggeringly.

Back at the wooden house at the foot of the mountain, the boy ran out excitedly.

"Master, have you rescued me?" the young man asked excitedly, spitting his feet, jumping onto the man and jumping onto his body.

"Wow, my whole body is charred and I've been tempered by the thunder pool!" The boy screamed with his mouth covering his mouth, and his palm touched the man's body, and his little hand immediately became dark.

And under the charred darkness, it is smooth and fair, just like the newborn skin of a child.

The boy and the old man were stunned and surprised that the man's skin had a layer of old skin under the terrible thunder pool baptism!

"Quick! Quick! Carry him to the bed!" the old man said excitedly. He lowered his feathers and worked with the young man to move the man to the bed.

"Master, what are you going to do?" the young man asked, and he saw the old man rummaging through boxes, hoes, ropes, and other tools.

"Finally found!"

The old man hugged a cauldron and laughed.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" The young man was puzzled. The old man was a little crazy at this time and his condition was absolutely abnormal.

"It's okay, your master is okay!" the old man pulled the young man and said excitedly, "Your master will soon become the chief weapon refiner of Tangshan City!"

"Chief, you are the only one?" The young man's enthusiasm plummeted and he looked at the old man suspiciously.

It’s not that the young man looked down on the old man, but that the young man has been with the old man for so many years and knows how much his master has. His half-toned cultivation and half-toned weapon refining techniques may not have the chance to be with the chief weapon refiner for several lifetimes.

"Really!" the old man looked up and pointed at the man on the bed and said, "He is the opportunity for Master to become a god. As long as he is refined, he will definitely forge a powerful ghost treasure. Then..."

The old man looked happy, and obviously his life after becoming the chief weapon refiner in Tangshan City had appeared in front of him.

"It's over, the master also had hallucinations." The boy covered his face and he turned his eyes to the man again.

The man has a slender figure and is burly, with black and shiny hair, soft and smooth...

The boy touched it unconsciously and screamed immediately. The lightning remaining on the man's hair immediately struck the boy. The purple electric snake ran around, instantly causing his entire arm to lose consciousness!

"What are you doing?" the old man shouted loudly, jumping his foot in a hurry. He quickly pulled the boy away.

Wow...

The boy's head was covered with smoke, his hair was all blown up, and he soared into the sky.

"It's so scary!" The boy looked dumbfounded, opened his mouth, and a stream of blue smoke emerged.

The old man shook his head, quickly took out the medicine bottle from the ghost's pocket and applied it to the boy's arm.

"Fortunately, it's just a trace of residual thunder power, otherwise Qing Leishuang would not be able to save you! Why are you doing that man rashly!" The old man scolded him sternly while wiping Qing Leishuang.

It was really dangerous just now, because there were many people who came to Daoshan Jian Peak and were killed by purple thunder, and Qing Lei Shuang was just a drop in the bucket.

Due to the thunder pool above the sword peak of Daoshan Mountain, many collected swords will retain lightning, and Qing Leishuang will play a role at this time and cannot truly save the life directly struck by purple thunder.

"Hiss..." The boy gasped in pain, and he turned his head to the bed, grinning, "The remaining thunder power is like this. How powerful is the man baptized in the thunder sea!"

"Not much thought!" the old man shouted sternly, interrupting the young man's delusion.

"Do you know? Every year, strong people baptize their bodies in the thunder pool, and they want to be reborn, but the Yellow Spring Ghost Body is one of the weakest bodies in the three realms. How can I accept the baptism of thunder!"

"Where are those strong men who were baptized in the thunder pool?" The young man widened his eyes and looked at the old man. He listened very carefully, yearning for that kind of strong man in his heart.

A tall figure bathed in purple thunder appeared in the boy's heart, which was his ideal strong man.

"Dead!" The old man was extremely serious and explained the terrifying and cruel reality.

"No one succeeded?" the boy asked again, with a light flashing in his pupils, as if he was struggling in some kind of struggle.

"Everything is dead! No one is spared!" The old man looked cold and wanted to fundamentally interrupt the young man's dangerous thoughts. Even if he wiped out the young man's innocent fantasy, he would do nothing.

Because I have died once in the world, I finally became a ghost and lived in the underworld, so I cherish my life even more!

"There is an example in front of you. He must be one of the fools who want to bathe in the purple yin thunder and achieve success in his life!" The old man's voice was very cold, warning the young man.

"Tsk tsk, it hurts so much that it makes me feel numb all over! Hey, where is this?" A relaxed male voice rang out, and the man on the bed suddenly sat up.

“…?!”

The master and disciple who heard the man's voice froze instantly and their chin fell off, especially the old man, as if he was really a ghost.

"Who are you?" the man asked. He naturally woke up and led back to the underworld through the ghost city road. Unexpectedly, he came to a strange place. He did not seem to be outside the gate of ghosts, nor did he look like Fengdu City.

"You... are still alive?" asked the old man, his expression really looked like a ghost.

"To be precise, I have been dead for dozens of days and my ashes have been scattered." Su Xing touched his smooth chin and smiled openly.

"Nonsense!" The old man glared. Those who could come to the underworld were not dead.

The boy stared at Su Xing blankly, his eyes brightly.

"Is there any problem?" Su Xing looked at the boy with a friendly smile.

"No, you are a hero!"

The boy screamed in surprise and rushed towards Su Xing.

"Hey, hey!" Su Xing hugged the boy and burst into laughter.

"It's really incredible!"

Seeing this scene, the old man sighed. He looked at the cauldron in his hand, his face froze, and he immediately put it away.

The old man felt scared when he thought about it. What did he want to do just now? Refining Su Xing into a ghost treasure!

Oh my God, if Su Xing woke up in the cauldron, he would probably have to penetrate the cauldron and break the old man's bones.

The old man trembled all over and walked to Su Xing with a smile on his face, asking about his well-being, and he was atonement.

"Where is this?" Su Xing asked. He was most concerned about this issue at the moment. He looked out the window and found the thunder pool in the cloudy sky and the sword mountain in the cloudy sky.

"Daoshan Jianfeng, the nearest city is Tangshan City!" the old man replied.

"Daoshan Jianfeng? Tangshan City?"

When Su Xing saw the scenery outside the window, he naturally knew the meaning of Daoshan Jian Peak, but he had never heard of Tangshan City.

"Are you far away from Fengdu in Yinshenzhou?"

"Far!" the young man replied.

"One hundred and eight thousand miles! This place does not belong to Yin Shenzhou at all!" said the old man.

"What!"

Su Xing almost jumped up from the bed, his eyes widening.

"Isn't this Yin Shenzhou?" Su Xing stared at the tongue and exclaimed.

"Yeah!" the old man nodded and rubbed the boy's head, "This is Yinleizhou!"
Chapter completed!