Fang Dou killed the evil ghost "Blood Grape", and the scene was recorded.

In this gambling battle, the criterion is used to kill evil ghosts as the merit evaluation standard. The more the number, the higher the grade, the better the winning one can be.

Those lonely ghosts are of low grade and kill them like chopping melons and vegetables, which is not very valuable.

The rarer the more powerful the evil spirit is, the higher the rating.

So, Mi Changgu flew out first just now because he was afraid that Fang Dou would take away the credit.

"So many ghost formations, let alone the two of us, even if all the disciples of the three major sects come, they will not be divided up!"

Fang Dou felt very dissatisfied.

At this time, the evil ghosts around the "Blood Grape" noticed that the leader was killed and began to stir up.

The aura of a living person on Fang Dou is now like a vigorous torch, attracting gazes from all directions.

"Living man, eat it!"

A voice came from the crowd, and Fang Dou was shocked. Could the ghost who could speak was the top evil ghost of the "Ghost King".

The "Ghost King" is equivalent to the king among monsters, and is the ultimate existence comparable to the real person.

"Not good, go!"

Fang Dou tried his best to control the sword light, inserted into the gaps of the various ghost formations, and fled forward desperately.

Behind him, in a formation of evil ghosts, a ghost with a bird's beak was covered with feathers, and he shouted desperately, "Catch him, grab him!"

But the ghosts around did not obey his orders and seemed to be slow.

"It's so dangerous!"

Fang Dou flew a few feet away and took out She Yuchong's jade slip again to look through the internal information.

The ghost-killing ceremony that She Yuchong participated in was not one hundred or eighty or ninety. The variety of evil ghosts he encountered was enough to make an encyclopedia.

In addition to the "Blood Grape", there are even more evil ghosts, all of which are among them.

For example, there is a kind of "lantern ghost" who likes to walk with lanterns, with fog around him, and is best at hiding whereabouts. It is difficult to kill even the flying sword.

‘Mother and Child Ghost’, one ghost walks and hundreds of children follow each other, which is very difficult.

In particular, the wandering ghosts formed a large formation, and the gloomy ghost energy soared into the sky, turning the world into a ghost creature.

If a sword cultivator breaks into it, if he is not careful, he will be penetrated by the yin energy and the gutter may capsize.

"Interesting, I have to collect all the ghosts on it!"

Fang Dou had the intention of collecting stamps, looked ahead, and found that somewhere was green ghost fire, like countless lanterns gathered.

This sign happened to be the appearance of the "lantern ghost".

"Walk!"

Fang Dou drove the sword light and traveled through dozens of miles in succession, and finally arrived at that place.

I saw the mist swaying, and I couldn't see clearly outside five steps, and the land under my feet seemed to be swallowed up.

“Hohuh!”

The heavy breathing sound came from the fog around it, like the sound of an old man holding a mouthful of phlegm in his mouth and breathing hard.

Fang Dou held down the flying sword, felt the breath around him, and found several strong Yin Qi balls, rising and falling one after another, moving rapidly.

The light of the green ghost fire also turns into a belt of light, floating and sinking in the fog.

"Good come!"

Fang Dou's eyebrows pounded, and the flying sword whistled, and the mist penetrated into the left front and stretched out.

"Ga!"

With a strange cry, the ghost fire was extinguished, and the fog was splattered with dirty blood, and Dou Da's head rolled under Fang Dou's feet.

It's indeed a lantern ghost.

Now it was like stabbing a hornet's nest. Lantern ghosts were a custom of living in groups. If they killed one, they would cause a bunch of people.

The surrounding fog rolled violently, like boiling water.

Balls of ghost fire gathered from all directions and turned Fang Dou into a miserable green appearance.

"I'm afraid you won't come to the door!"

The fog broke out in front of him, like a gauze tent that was pushed away by someone. An evil ghost was hunched over, holding a white paper lantern in his hand, and green ghost fire burned inside.

The evil ghost's feet are thin and fleshless, like goat's hooves, walking as fast as the wind.

Inside the lantern in his hand, the ghost fire rose up, and the momentum surged, burning the entire lantern.

The original fist's big ghost fire suddenly surged into a millstone, and it swung towards Fang Dou in front of him.

The ghost fire in front of me is powerful and acts directly on the soul, making it difficult for flesh and blood to resist.

"scold!"

Fang Dou opened his mouth and shot into the ghost fire, and immediately exploded.

The green ghost fire, when it encounters lightning, reacts violently, and its volume suddenly increases by a hundred times, then disappears without a trace.

The lantern ghost behind him stood there blankly, and was cut into pieces by Fang Dou with a wave of his hand.

"Sure enough, the glorious thunder shocked evil spirits and was also useful to ghosts!"

Fang Dou noticed that wherever the aftermath of the lightning passed, all the ghosts disappeared without any resistance.

"Lantern ghost, collection is completed!"

Suddenly, Fang Dou heard strange screams sounded around him.

"Someone killed the lantern ghost again, go quickly, go quickly!"

"Can't let him go!"

Fang Dou's scalp was numb. How many ghosts are there? Isn't it a vanguard, but a main team?

Without time to think about it, he escaped with the sword light and chose a direction without sound.

"Not right!"

The more Fang Dou thought about it, the more wrong it was. It was still some time before July 15th, and the Ghost King level shouldn't have appeared so early.

However, according to She Yuchong's description, if a ghost cannot cultivate to the level of the Ghost King, he cannot speak.

Only when a ghost is a body of a Yin God and has unique conditions to speak human words.

"Surely something is wrong!"

Fang Dou once again took out She Yuchong's jade slip and flipped from beginning to end, but still no corresponding record was found.

"Ghost, ghost!"

While driving the flying sword, Fang Dou looked for an opportunity to kill the evil ghost, he avoided the command of the "Ghost King".

Suddenly, he muttered to himself, and there was a sense of occasion in his heart.

"The Ghost Book!"

This treasure is a treasure of the Mangshan Ghost Cultivator!

Fang Dou took out two iron cards and fought with each other, making a tight fit.

The iron plates sucked together like magnets, instantly blending into one, and there was no crack at all.

The evil ghost on the surface of the iron plate was originally lifelike, but now he was even more alive, as if he was sleeping with his eyes closed.

"Evil magic weapon, be careful to use it!"

Fang Dou pressed his hand on the surface of the iron plate, and countless words of light appeared in front of him, which were countless ghosts, as well as words and images of practice.

"A Hundred Ghosts' Illustration!"

The illustrations in the ghost book are the essence of the ghost cultivators in the Central Plains who have accumulated countless years.

It can be said that all ghosts in the world, if they have ever appeared, have been included in this picture book.

Not to mention She Yuchong's information and jade slips, even Ling Xiao, Baidi and Qingcheng, the internal data library is not as complete as the picture books.

After all, people are professionally playing ghosts, but they have too many advantages.

Fang Dou read the illustrations in the ghost book and quickly found the target.

"Learn the tongue ghost" was a person who was disgusted with things during his lifetime and was fond of learning from others to speak. After his death, he became half a man and half a bird, chirping and speaking, and speaking.

"It turns out that it's not the ghost king, it's the 'ghost learning ghost'!"

Fang Dou breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the Hundred Ghosts' Illustrations, he would have made a fool of himself.
Chapter completed!