The sword is a spiritual green color, spotless, and the blade has many pits and pits.

The lamp is made of two old bronze pieces at the top and bottom, with three thin copper pillars in the middle. It is extremely simple.

Even the candles were burned to the end, as if they would be extinguished if the wind blew.

This image of this person does not move.

The fierce ghost hundreds of feet in front of him was already trembling.

"Woo...Woo..."

Li Gui let out a low whimpering sound from his mouth. He had already lost his intelligence, but now he was instinctively frightened and begging for mercy.

Its call still had no effect.

The mutation is not over yet!

After the day turned into night, there were not only the ghosts under them, but also the ghosts behind them.

Soon, the "ghost" that seemed to have turned into a black swamp expanded and began to extend outward.

Extremely fast.

Not long after, it was about to reach the foot of Cao Erzhu.

Among the ghosts, accompanied by the sound of "chi la", one after another ghost hands and bone claws were poked out, supporting the ground, pulling out the broken body, the body of bones, and the body of the ghost.

"whispering sound!"

"Hiss!"

"Hoha, hoha..."

Suddenly, hundreds of ghosts roamed the night.

Piercing screams came and went.

After all the ghosts appeared, they were like blind people, staggering forward without choosing the direction, tearing up objects and destroying rocks.

Two more people collided, fighting each other, each screaming in more pain than the other.

Cao Erzhu's hair stood on end.

In the land of ghosts and Buddhas, such changes suddenly occurred.

If I had known it was not a good time to go out today, I might as well have been forging iron in the blacksmith shop. Why did such a stupid thing happen to me?

"Who the hell are you!"

Even though Cao Erzhu wanted to pretend to be calm, even he heard the sound and felt very angry.

This guy's aura seems to be more terrifying than the Wandering Saint Emperor I have seen before. Even compared with the ancestor god Sui Yin, he is not far behind?

He wants to retreat.

But he didn't dare to expose his back to this hostile and unknown existence, and he still stared at it while holding back blood and tears.

"Woooooooo..."

The devil is still trembling.

Just like a mouse meets a cat, the enemy's suppression does not lie in the size difference between them, but in losing the idea of ​​resistance as soon as they meet.

The statue of the Holy Emperor obviously didn't care about Cao Erzhu.

In fact, his eyelids didn't even move, and he didn't even pay attention to the high-walled ghost in front of him.

He only held the lamp and raised his hand.

"Woo!"

The fierce ghost screamed more and more, and the more it wanted to beg for mercy.

The statue of the Holy Emperor was never moved by external objects. The remaining lamp in his hand moved from the belly, to the chest, to the shoulder level... and finally settled.

"No--"

Amidst a burst of shrill cries, Cao Erzhu seemed to be able to hear the voice of the corpse just now.

At the same time, there was a sound of sadness that came from unknown sources:

"Hunting ghosts with a lantern, the night is long."

laugh!

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundreds of feet high corpse and fierce ghost evaporated, burning until only a wisp of blue smoke remained.

Hee hee hee…

Among the vast ghosts, countless ghosts that struggled to crawl out from under the earth also burned up and turned into blue smoke.

"sad--"

Far away, the ghosts belonging to the ghost and Buddha realm that were originally wandering around were also extinguished in an instant.

Thousands of green smoke slowly rose into the sky.

The remaining lamp and candle in the hand of the statue of the Holy Emperor flickered brightly.

The endless green smoke seemed to be summoned, and like a moth to a flame, it pounced on the tiny bit of light above the candle.

"laugh!"

The flickering candlelight in Cao Erzhu's eyes lit up just a little bit.

He didn't feel any more warmth, on the contrary, he shuddered.

"Holy Emperor!"

"He must be the Holy Emperor, but where did this Holy Emperor come from?"

"Isn't the ladder to heaven broken by Senior Wu Xiu? Apart from the Holy Palace, where else can there be a Holy Emperor in the Holy Continent?"

Cao Erzhu's thoughts were boiling.

At the same time, the confusion I had when facing the corpse was answered in an instant:

"Perhaps the holy power of the corpse man is not the ownerless holy power, but comes from this person. In the end, the corpse exploded, so the ancestral power also belongs to him?"

"The Corpse Man has no intelligence at all, and it is because of this person's influence that he has that kind of fighting consciousness and extreme reactions. Even his conversation and behavior have become polite?"

To be more precise, polite but offensive.

After all, if it was really a polite corpse, it wouldn't stab someone with a sword as soon as it came up.

"Gulu."

Cao Erzhu swallowed again.

After the lamp extinguished all the ghosts, the statue of the Holy Emperor gradually faded away, as if it was about to leave.

Reason told Cao Erzhu that he could not defeat the Holy Emperor, so he must not step forward at this time, as he would only hurt himself.

"But Brother Xiaoshou and Uncle Bazun set up the ancient war altar, as if they were just waiting for a battle. Could it be this person?"

"Now that there are clues, it's okay if I can't see them. I've seen them all. How could I miss them?"

With his mind at this point, he didn't know where he got the courage. Cao Erzhu's blood surged and he shouted:

"Hey! Where to run!"

In fact, Erzhu regretted it as soon as he said it.

How could the statue of the Holy Emperor be so obedient? He immediately returned to his physical form, turned his head slightly, and looked over.

"Huh?"

Cao Erzhu had learned a lot from Brother Xiao Shou during this period. He immediately let out a sigh and looked at the small pebble about the size of his thumb on the ground.

There is nothing unusual about the stones, they are just stones.

Cao Erzhu pointed at the stone and called out in a low voice: "Hey, where are you running? Where are you going..."

From a distance, an indifferent voice came:

"The son of Cao Yihan."

Suddenly, Cao Erzhu was furious. He raised his eyes and shouted angrily: "My name is Cao Erzhu! Not the son of so-and-so!"

The statue of the Holy Emperor suppressed all pressure and turned into an ordinary middle-aged man.

Cao Erzhu stared at him, still unable to see his face clearly.

"One sword."

The man's tone of voice was so plain, yet so provocative, as if the world was so big that he could kill everything with one sword.

Cao Erzhu laughed loudly, and after laughing, his energy sank in his Dantian, and his eyes widened:

"Come!"

"Take a step back, I won't call you Cao Erzhu!"

The man in white robe did not move with the lantern.
To be continued...