Lin Zhao stepped into the ghost world for the second time. Following Lin Wanhua's remaining aura, he searched among the mountains for more than two hours, and then came to a wasteland ravaged by yellow sand.
The drums were beating loudly, and countless undead cavalry, ghouls, and giant-mouthed ghost soldiers surged eastwards on the wasteland. To the east, the sky was filled with dust. Under the countless dust, a ghostly army was waiting in full formation.
There are mutated ghost soldiers with six legs, ethereal soul warlocks, and ghost knights riding bone horses with a dark blue glow all over their bodies. At the rear of this army, there is a man wearing golden armor and holding a spear.
The ghost king stands proudly.
The Yellow Sand Ghost King, whose real name is Sha Tongtian, was originally a ranger in the world of ghosts. He was transformed into a puppet by a ghost cultivator in the fifth realm for many years. After that, he finally found a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he backfired on the ghost cultivator in the fifth realm and became his own master.
, step by step, he cultivated to the current eleventh realm, which is very close to the deserted road. He refined countless flying sands and became the Yellow Sand Ghost King in front of him.
"Tan Xin!"
The Huangsha Ghost King roared in a low voice: "You have flattened the Huoyan Duke's territory, and now you want to attack me, the Huangsha Ghost King. Do you really think that you have powerful means to unify the ghost world that has been in chaos for thousands of years?
"
“How will you know if you don’t try?”
In the distance, Tan Xin, who was sitting on the coffin, suddenly stood up. Suddenly, a thousand-meter-long bloody dharma image rushed out of his head, condensing a larger figure of Tan Xin in the air, with a ferocious smile on his face, and his hands turned into bloody claws.
He smiled and said: "Attack me and crush the ghosts in the yellow sand. Everyone of you will have meat to eat!"
A group of undead knights, ghouls, giant-mouthed ghost soldiers and coffin-carrying men rushed into the crowd of ghosts in the yellow sand like crazy.
"Kill them all!"
The Yellow Sand Ghost King roared angrily, and also offered an Eleventh Realm Dharma. He opened his arms, and the endless yellow sand rolled forward with the strong wind. However, his Eleventh Realm was weaker after all, and could not compete with Tan.
It is comparable to the eleven realms of Xin.
"court death?!"
Tan Xin galloped forward and slapped the opponent with a huge palm of his hand. The Yellow Sand Ghost King raised his spear and blocked the opponent's ghost claw. Both sides were filled with ghost energy, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.
"Hurry as the law dictates!"
Just when the Ghost King of Huangsha was concentrating on fighting Tan Xin, a voice that made his hair stand on end suddenly came from behind him. He saw a young Taoist priest galloping towards him with a ray of talisman light, and burning a profound secret in each hand.
The Taoist talisman showed a smile on his lips and said: "King Kong will appear quickly, and all ghosts and ghosts will return to the mountains and forests quickly!"
In an instant, dozens of rays of Taoist talisman filled with the overwhelming power of heaven stuck to the body of the Yellow Sand Ghost King from all directions, sealing his dharma so that he could not move. Then the young Taoist priest rose into the air and pulled out the magic talisman behind him.
A long sword engraved with Bagua patterns was brought down on the back of the Yellow Sand Ghost King's head.
"puff!"
The sword light tore his skull apart, and countless ghostly figures condensed out of the gushing plasma and pounced on the young Taoist priest. This scene was very strange, but the young Taoist priest calmly retreated through the void,
He smiled and said: "Cheap guy, how long will it take if we don't take action to suppress him now?"
In the wind, a figure of a female Sword Immortal in a long blue dress swept over, her whole body covered with sword intent. Countless sword energy burst out, crushing all those ghostly figures with "chichichi", and then the flying sword of her life struck out, "peng."
"A sound shot through the back of his head and burst out from the front of his eyebrows, directly piercing through the cultivation base of the Yellow Sand Ghost King.
"good!"
In the wind, Tan Xin laughed loudly, fell with a palm, and turned the dead body of the Yellow Sand Ghost King into countless flame dust. Then he opened his mouth and sucked hard. Suddenly, the body of the Yellow Sand Ghost King was
All the essence of the ghost path was swallowed up by Tan Xin. At the next moment, the blood mark on Tan Xin's eyebrows became more intense, and there was a continuous "squeaking" sound in his body. He opened the shackles of the porcelain bottle. At this moment, it was already a genuine
The coffin bearer in the Twelve Realms.
For thousands of years, she was the first!
The moment he stepped into the Twelve Realm, Tan Xin felt as if he had truly stepped onto the top of a mountain that no one had ever set foot on before. Standing on the top of the mountain, he could see the scenery of the coffin-carrying people, many of which he had not yet understood before.
The things that she had not yet seen through have now become her own heritage. At this moment, she has truly surpassed her master.
"Um?"
Tan Xin raised his head and glanced at the clouds in the distance. This time, Lin Zhao was farther away and held his breath. Therefore, only Tan Xin, who was at the highest level, was the first to discover the existence of Lin Zhao in the clouds. However, Tan Xin did not want to take action. She
She had just stepped into the Twelve Realms, and there were so many beautiful scenery on the mountain top. She didn't want to miss any detail. If she started now, she would inevitably lose something.
"Leave it to me."
Qi Lian walked away in the wind and laughed loudly: "Lin Zhao, are you a fly that can't be killed?"
In the clouds, Lin Zhao witnessed Tan Xin stepping into the Twelve Realms, and was extremely shocked. When Qi Liandao turned around to look at him, he had already retreated with his flying sword, but he still took a step slower. In an instant, a ray of snow-white light appeared.
As it passed by, it was the natal flying sword of an eleventh-level female swordsman. With a "peng" sound, it pierced Lin Zhao's heart!
"99732!"
This time, not only did Lin Zhao be beaten to the point of residual health, but it also had a trauma effect——
"drop!"
Combat Tips: Please note that you were hit by [Shu Fan]'s natal flying sword, losing 99732 points of vitality and blood, and fell into the state of [Severe Injury], which lasted for 30 minutes! In the state of serious injury, all attributes are reduced to 50%!
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In an instant, after Lin Zhao took the opponent's sword, he felt that his Yuanying realm was about to become unstable. The spirit ruins were shaking, the flying swords were bright, Haoran, five fairy swords, and twelve ancient swords of the wilderness were all
It was humming and trembling, exuding the brilliance of the sword to protect the master. Without these flying swords, I am afraid that Lin Zhao would have fallen into decline.
Shu Fan's sword is so cruel!
Without thinking, he directly activated his invincible stunt again. Seeing Qi Lian Dao flying towards him with Taoist talismans flying around him, Lin Zhao directly crushed a scroll to return to the city. The next moment, he had already left.
The ghosts spread all over the world and returned to Baidi City.
"snort!"
Qi Liandao threw himself into the air, with a sinister smile on his lips, and said: "You are a coward, you really can't do anything but run away!"
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Snowy Tianchi, evening.
Tong Yu walked out of the academy with Zhang Luobai and Zhuang Yirong. When passing by the fortune-telling stall, she stayed as promised, took out a handful of spiced peanuts from her storage bag and put them on the table, smiling.
He said: "Old sir, it's time to tell the story about your Taoist priest catching ghosts. If it's exciting enough, these peanuts will be yours."
"oh!?"
Wang Laodao's eyes were immediately attracted by these peanuts, with confidence in his eyes. These peanuts belong to me!
So, he cleared his throat and pointed to the stool in front of him: "Everyone, sit down and listen!"
In an instant, Tong Yu, Zhang Luobai, and Zhuang Yirong were all sitting on a bench, with their hands on their legs and their bodies upright, listening to the old Taoist's story very respectfully.
"Speak!"
Wang Laodao held a broken piece of wood as a gavel, patted it lightly, and said: "Many years ago, there were two houses close to each other in the countryside outside Wangcheng. A monk lived in one house, and the other
There lived a Taoist priest in the same house. The two were at odds with each other and often fought fiercely. Later, a motorcade came outside the village. It was people from the imperial court escorting a golden coffin. In the coffin lay a member of the royal family.
The Taoist priest could tell at a glance that there was something fishy about the corpse. It was a zombie. The monk gave the escorting soldiers a bad idea and asked them to remove the sunshade curtain, saying that the zombie in the coffin would absorb sunlight and reduce the corpse's energy. After that...
"
He suddenly slapped the gavel again, startling the three little guys to get goosebumps all over their bodies: "It was night, there was lightning and thunder, and the rain was pouring down. The coffin was parked in the forest with no cover, and the rain was pouring down.
The ink and chicken blood on the Taoist ink line wrapped around the coffin were all washed away, and then there was a sound of "dong-dong-dong" coming from inside the coffin, and someone was lifting the lid of the coffin!"
The three little guys were so frightened that their hair stood on end!
The old Taoist grinned and said: "With a roar, the coffin lid was pushed away. An old green-haired zombie stood up and bit all the escorting Taoist priests and soldiers to death. Those who had just been bitten had not yet turned into zombies.
The soldiers ran back to the village to ask for help. The Taoist priests and monks knew that something was wrong, so they did not panic. Instead, they followed Lin Baiyi's example in Tianchi in the Snowy Land and arranged the most powerful Jiujiu Gui in the world around the house.
After a long process, a highly poisonous green bamboo-leaf snake was stuffed into the mouth of the green-haired old zombie, and then he was killed with the overwhelming power of heaven and earth, and the old zombie's head was blown off!"
"oops……"
The corner of Zhang Luobai's mouth twitched: "Awesome...awesome..."
Tong Yu also opened his eyes wide: "Okay, okay, your story is indeed a little more exciting than Su Shanjun's little girl selling nuclear bombs. Old sir, this handful of peanuts is yours."
"Okay!"
Wang Laodao grabbed the peanuts and stuffed them into his sleeve, then took them out one by one, peeled them and ate them deliciously.
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In the sleeve, Lin Wanhua looked at a few peanuts in the palm of her hand. These were cooked by her precious apprentice Tong Yu, so she tasted them and found that they tasted really good. They were much more delicious than the dishes in the shabby taverns on Fusu Great Wall Street.
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Wang Laodao stood up and was busy closing the stall.
"Fellow."
Zhang Luobai looked at the money bag on the old Taoist's waist, with the sound of copper coins clattering inside. He immediately laughed and said: "Fellow Taoist, you have deceived a lot today!"
"Pooh!"
The old Taoist laughed angrily and said: "I rely on my craftsmanship to make a living. How can I be as ignorant as you, Zhang Jianxian?"
Zhang Luobai said angrily, the old Taoist's words were correct and hit his weak spot.
Zhang Luobai is actually not afraid of anything. The only thing he is afraid of is that his master Lin Zhao will be disappointed with him and feel that he is not hardworking enough and that he is ignorant and incompetent. If he really feels this way, Zhang Luobai will be very sad.
