Chapter 127 The Yellow River in Heart, Resurrection of Tang Bohu

"I will never die!"

The shocking roar made the ghost world boil, like a dragon roar, which made the heaven and earth change their colors.

A bright red touch, struggling to get rid of the body's constraints, shake off the gravity, jump out slowly, completely suspended above Wang Ce's head.

It was bright red, something like a ribbon, with a touch of yellow rippling in the bright red. What was particularly surprising was that the yellow seemed to be flowing continuously in the ribbon.

It's like the endless flowing Yellow River!

Wang Ce was as determined as he roared and continued to pounce forward without any notice. This time, he found that the ghost coach was stunned and had no reaction. He slammed into his body with a sword.

In a moment, the ghost coach recovered from the shock and let out a shrill roar of pain. In an instant, he was stabbed four or five swords in a row.

The ghost coach was furious, but he didn't take action. Instead, he showed some indescribable complexity and indescribable panic, as if he was about to run away at any time.

Seeing the movements of the Ghost Supervisor, Wang Ce was shocked. He looked back and saw nothing. Did the Ghost Supervisor suddenly change from eating vegetarian food? It was like a person who did not drink water and instead drink poison.

The world is vast, the wind and clouds are moving, and the weather is endless.

Wang Ce suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if there were suddenly more limbs, not more than more, but more spiritual. If you have to have an appropriate description, it would be like more than one body.

Wang Ce could not describe this feeling, but it was really comfortable and comfortable. Every pore was cheering and every cell was bathed in the most comfortable sunshine.

What surprised Wang Ce was particularly that his spirit suddenly became very good, as if he never felt mentally exhausted.

The strange manifestation of the ghost coach, all kinds of strange reactions in his body, and even the unique manifestation of the great spiritual boost, this seems to be...

Heart-like appearance!

Wang Ce suddenly remembered that the mind is a spiritual product. Even if the mind is a bachelor's mind, every person who is aged in the body can still maintain a very full spirit.

The mind can make a person's spirit full and outstanding. Even an ordinary person without cultivation will still have a very good spirit even if he is about to die of old age.

Wang Ce pondered for a while, concentrate for a while, and the ribbon above his head floated and appeared in front of him in a slight manner. Wang Ce was filled with joy in shock: "It's really a heart-like face!"

"It's really a heart-like relationship, I've really developed it." Wang Ce fell into great joy and jumped up happily.

Wang Ce was so excited that his whole body was burning and boiling: "Ha, handsome ghost, I see how you fight me!"

"The heaven and earth have righteousness!" Wang Ce shouted, his heart still and his mind remained unmoved.

The ghost coach was stunned and suddenly smiled grimly: "Boy, practicing the mind does not mean that you can use your mind immediately! Ha, there are tricks here!"

"No! Xinxiang, you are my biological brother, can you move it?" Wang Ce was stunned and looked at Gui Shuai with grief and smiled, sighing bitterly: "I know, I know!"

"This is fate!"

There is no way, the mind is cultivated, and it usually takes time to guess the way of activation, or even the moves. Simply put, the mind is a treasure that you dug out, and you have to find the key to open the door.

Wang Ce had just mastered his mind, but he didn't know anything. While using the vast sword technique in a hurry, he rang the secret code loudly: "The world has righteousness, hello, I'm good, everyone!"

Obviously not. Wang Ce was sobbing and blew out, yelling: "Sesame opens the door!"

"Go your own way and leave others with no way out!" "Soup and sweet..." "The king covers the earth tiger, and the pagoda river demon!"

"Anti-Qing and restoring the Ming Dynasty?" "Shukeshuke, I am Beta!"

Wang Ce was furious. What kind of secret code do you need to open the door: "Little Rabbit, please open the door!"

"Gourd Baby, Calabash Baby..."

Wang Ce was hysterical and crazy. He turned his head and turned around and pounced at Gui Shuai again: "It's nothing to be honest, I've fought with you again!"

"I will never die!"

In an instant, my heart moved, and in a blink of an eye it turned into ribbons, wrapping Wang Ce up like a shiny cocoon.

The ghost coach rushed over with his spiritual skills and collided with his heart, turning into clouds and smoke in a blink of an eye. Wang Ce felt a little shocked, and the fast sword quickly brushed a few times!

The ghost coach screamed so hard that he ran away in panic!

"Ha, I still want to leave after offending the abbot?" Wang Ce laughed happily, and used the shadows to show off, holding the other party like a ghost: "Stay here and practice swords with me!"

At first glance, he realized that the Zhan Ling Army had suffered a lot of losses. Wang Ce did not dare to be rash and decisively used his heart and the vast sword technique!

The Ghost Suit was in a mess and was forced to retreat step by step. His cultivation was only at the ninth level of Zhenwu, and he could hardly break through the defense of Kaixin. The only way was to be passively beaten.

After entangling with this tragic ghost coach for a while, Wang Ce frowned and pressed his sword. In an instant, a surging sword light roared to break through the nine heavens!

"No leakage of sand!"

The terrifying sand is as powerful as a ghost coach, and the light columns that seem to burst out from his body are everywhere, exploding countless shocks. In a blink of an eye, they are destroyed in the howling, and a battle spirit explodes.

"Huh!" Wang Ce used his sword to lay the ground and gasped. The sand that was not leaking was indeed extremely powerful, but the consumption was too terrifying. In a blink of an eye, his true energy was completely radiated.

"Don't bow your waist for five dou of rice!" This is Mr. Tao's fighting spirit skill, a secret technique that can transform his spiritual energy into true energy and deliver it to Wang Ce.

Tao Yuanming is now a heroic fighter spirit, and the true energy sent by Wang Ce almost recovered his full true energy in a short while.

Wang Ce narrowed his eyes and showed a comfortable smile: "It's so beautiful, the world is so beautiful."

Unexpectedly, he actually practiced the most irregular mental aspect. It should be noted that for some reason, almost few warriors can practice the mental aspect.

"I have to admit that the heart is really powerful." Wang Ce smiled. It doesn't matter if he didn't practice the storm of wind and energy. Now he has the heart.

Once the Ghost General died in battle, the other ghost soldiers immediately reduced their fighting spirit. When Wang Ce rushed in and fought, he quickly rescued many Liaodong Iron Cavalry who were trapped inside and ran away.

After a while, the place fell into peace again.

There have always been traces of human activities in the ghost world.

Humans have no intention of fighting with the ghost army, but coming to some isolated places to kill some lonely ghosts to see if war spirits can be revealed is something that many people are doing.

At the entrance to the ghost world, some are controlled by the imperial court, while others are controlled by sects and families. Therefore, there have always been many people who like to come here to hunt ghosts and get war spirits for sale.

Selling war spirits, or selling licenses to enter and exit the ghost world. It is often a fixed source of wealth for sects and families.

Killing ghosts or being killed by ghosts is common.

Today, a few unlucky ghosts were surrounded by a large number of lonely ghosts, roaring at each other, shouting at each other, wanting to fight out. However, they couldn't resist their bad luck and encountered most wild ghosts and were submerged.

A gray figure shot from the sand dunes in the distance: "These three are really unlucky, but I can only be sorry."

"I will never die." Heart carefreely held up the protective cover, Wang Ce walked over, and waved his hand and appeared in a large number of war spirits, absorbing blood hungrily.

The lonely ghost smelled the scent of the war spirit and was immediately excited. Wang Ce sneered, jumped into the ghost spirit, and swept the fast sword to kill several ghosts in succession: "Get out, these war spirits do not belong to you."

How could he leave? Wang Ce shrugged, and he knew that the release of the Liaodong Iron Cavalry from the pot was a black mass, with about one thousand: "Li Chengliang, attack, kill them!"

"Yes, lord!" Li Chengliang respected. After devouring a ghost coach yesterday, he had already broken through to the lower-level heroic battle spirit.

When Li Chengliang led the Liaodong Iron Cavalry to stop the attack and devour the ghost spirit, Wang Cexin was satisfied to discover that this time there were about 200 Liaodong Iron Cavalry: "Give me some more time, I can expand the Liaodong Iron Cavalry to 5,000!"

In fact, the Liaodong Iron Cavalry formed by Li Chengliang is the elite among the elite. Despite his great military achievements, he is only 3,000. Wang Ce doesn't know this hidden historical allusion.

Wang Ce glanced at the three corpses: "I'm sorry, three of you, but if you come like this, you will die in the ghost world sooner or later."

In order to earn cultivation resources, warriors will have many ways, one of which is to come to the ghost world to hunt war spirits. Every year, warriors who die in the ghost world have never been a small number.

Wang Ce was able to expand the Liaodong Iron Cavalry because of the blood of these warriors who died in the ghost world.

Continue to wander around the ghost world for half a month.

Wang Ce led the spirit army to the ghost world every day, and quickly expanded the Liaodong Iron Cavalry to more than 2,500. Then, he found that the Liaodong Iron Cavalry could not be resurrected.

Wang Ce counted for a while and suddenly realized that over the past few days, the Liaodong Iron Cavalry that had been killed one after another had basically reached about 3,000. In this way, this is based on the organization.

"It should be." Wang Ce deeply agreed.

After swallowing the Red Heavenly Pill, he refined it for about a while. Wang Ce's cultivation level had already broken through to the Qi Mang Realm. In addition, he swallowed the second pill. As long as he refined the effect of the medicine, he would probably reach the Jie Gang Realm soon.

"It seems that I should be able to resurrect the war spirit." Wang Ce's purpose in coming to the ghost world this time was to hone his martial arts and even let the war spirit grow.

If you think about it, you will naturally not miss the current good opportunity. This time I go back, I don’t know when I will come back next time.

After thinking for a while, Wang Ce decisively began to resurrect the war spirit! Considering his cultivation level, he decided to be safe and resurrect the upper-level mysterious ghost war spirit first!

After a while, a handsome young war spirit emerged. After absorbing blood, a short while, he slowly developed a more unruly temperament. The subtle changes made the war spirit itself have a unique temperament.

"It seems to be a literati!" Wang Ce wondered, most of the ancient literati seemed to be officials.

The war spirit looked at it in a blink of an eye and saluted Wang Ce: "Tang Yin, pay homage to the lord!"

Wang Ce was stunned and furious: "I don't have Qiuxiang here! Don't come and mess with me!"
Chapter completed!