Outside the house in the valley, there is a huge locust tree growing. There is an old face on the trunk of the locust tree. Now he is looking at the young man outside the valley with awe.
On the branches, cultivators were hung on them. Obviously, those tentacles that Breaking the Fog was chasing just now were its branches.
Xiang Shilan, Xiang Shiqing's sister and brother, and others were all trapped on the locust tree, their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
The young man strode forward, walked to the front of the house, looked up at Sophora japonica, and said calmly, "Let him go."
The huge body of Sophora japonica trembled, and he obediently let go of the branches, and put the captured people on the ground. The old faces on the trunk looked pleading.
Xuangui said, "This is Sophora japonica from the ghost world. They are puppets of some high-level ghost kings. They are just ordered by ghosts. There is no evil in themselves." After a brief pause, he continued, "However, I am afraid that my previous judgment was wrong. Can
If a ghost locust tree comes across the border, it must not be too small, so you should be more cautious."
Luo Guan's eyes flashed slightly and he waved his hand, "Go back to the ghost world!"
With a grateful expression on his face, the locust tree turned into a black air and disappeared into the earth.
Luo Guan looked up at the mansion. There were two big red lanterns hanging in front of the door, which were obviously larger than the other lanterns. There were images of evil ghosts painted on the surface, with green eyes and fangs and claws, as if they were about to rush out of the lanterns at any time.
At this time, a ferocious roar came from the lantern, "What a bold mortal, how dare you ruin the banquet of Lord Ghost King!"
"If you save them, you will be the dish for tonight's dinner... However, the Ghost King should also be satisfied with such sweet and delicious blood food."
Luo Guan sneered, swung his sword down and heard two screams. The lantern in front of the door was cut through, and two masses of black mist fled back to the mansion.
Angry shouts came from the mansion, "Kill the ghost soldiers under my command and destroy my banquet tonight. How dare you, a human swordsman, dare to enter the mansion?"
Just hearing a "squeak", the door of the house opened by itself.
Luo Guan looked at the people who were let go and said calmly, "Get out of here."
"Ah...yes, yes, thank you for saving me, sir!" Everyone looked surprised and dragged the two Xiang siblings, who were sluggish, out of the valley.
There was embarrassment on the faces of the old man in soap robe and others, and they were silent to each other. As the saying goes, shout the loudest slogans and apply the slipperiest oil on the soles of your feet... that's probably it.
"Sister..." Xiang Shiqing swallowed and struggled to speak, "That person... that person is..."
Xiang Shilan nodded, "You are right, she is the one that uncle wanted to invite that night." She looked towards the valley, and at this moment, the black-robed swordsman stepped forward and walked into the mansion with his head held high.
Bang——
The house door closed and the heavy fog closed, covering everything again, but the tall figure in the black robe was deeply imprinted in her heart.
"Qingyang Sword Immortal!" Xiang Shilan's eyes were bright and excited, "The only person in the Western Region who has such sword power is the legendary one... I didn't expect that you and I would be able to meet him one day."
Everyone stared at the valley covered by heavy fog with wide eyes, their faces full of disbelief.
Xiang Shiqing's body was trembling, and his expression was uglier than crying. Thinking of his impulse that night, he felt his legs were sore.
Outside the main hall of the mansion, there are ghost soldiers armed with guns and armor guarding the place. Now that the hall door is wide open and lights are streaming out, it can be seen that there are many guests, all well-dressed and majestic. If it weren't for the gloomy atmosphere here, it would really feel like a banquet for princes and distinguished guests.
Sitting on the main seat of the main hall was a ghost king with a dignified appearance and a purple gold crown. At this time, there was a sneer on his lips, "You dare to break into this prince's palace with only one sword? Sword cultivator is a bit brave, I will give you a chance to commit suicide in the main hall today, I will allow you to be my personal guard, and from then on you will enter the ghost world with you, so that your true soul will never be destroyed!"
Luo Guanyangjian said, "I will also give you a chance to hand over all the people captured last night, and then take them back to the ghost world, and I will spare your life."
The Ghost King showed surprise on his face, and immediately became furious, "I don't know whether to live or die! Who is willing to take action, peel off his soul, put it into a glass lamp to make a wick, and let him endure thousands of years of pain as the price for offending this king?"
!”
"I am willing to share your worries for the king!" In the main hall, a golden-armored general stood up, holding a nine-ringed black-backed sword, and jumped up with a sneer...
He just jumped up, and before he hit the ground, the young man slashed him down with a sword. He only heard the sound of the sword, and the golden-armored general screamed, and his body split into four parts and turned into a pool of black water.
The main hall suddenly fell silent!
Many ghosts, including the Ghost King, stared wide-eyed with disbelief on their faces. This golden-armored general was a fierce general under the Ghost King, but he was killed by this man's sword.
How can this be?
You need to know that they are all real ghosts from the ghost world. They are not comparable to the little ones outside. They have at least been practicing for a hundred years, absorbing the yin energy of the ghost world and transforming into yin spirit bodies.
A human swordsman can cut them in half with one sword, but they can be restored to the original state in an instant, at most they will lose a little bit of the power of the Yin spirit.
Suddenly, the Ghost King seemed to sense something, and he gritted his teeth, "The true meaning of Soul-Slaying... You are of the Soul-Slaying lineage!"
The faces of many ghosts in the hall suddenly changed, and their eyes showed fear when they looked at the young man.
Back then, the old Taoist priest entered the ghost world alone and killed everyone with his soul-cutting sword. There were even ghost king-level beings cut down, causing the ghost world to rain blood for three months.
Since then, the word "spirit-slaying" has become the nightmare of all ghosts in the ghost world... Encountering the spirit-slaying lineage today is a great danger, but it is also a great opportunity.
After the catastrophe in the ghost world that year, several Tongtian ghost kings jointly issued an order to kill the spirit-slaying lineage at all costs. Any ghost in the ghost world who killed the spirit-slayers would receive a generous reward.
Looking at Luo Guan in the palace, the purple-crowned ghost king had a gloomy expression on his face and gritted his teeth, "The ghosts and spirits will obey the order and kill this person at all costs. The one who takes his soul will be made a ghost general and will be rewarded with 100% of the Yin spirit's energy!"
The ghosts in the hall showed greed on their faces, and their eyes locked on each other - this guy is just a human swordsman, and has not yet entered the level of immortality. Even if he has understood the true meaning of soul-slaying, how many swords can he kill? As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger.
This saying is also very popular in the ghost world.
"kill!"
The ghosts in the middle hall rushed in almost at the same time, and the transformed figures dispersed and revealed their true forms one by one, either with red faces and fangs, or with grimaces or dripping with blood... They were all filled with extremely ghostly auras, and the scene in front of them was like a monster.
Picture of a ghost seeking his life.
Luo Guan sneered, with no trace of fear on his face, he raised his hand and slashed down with his long sword, "Rumble, Rumble," the roar of the sword sounded, and he heard screams one after another, and the ghosts that rushed towards them collapsed one after another and turned into a large area of black water.
"Hua la la" fell all over the ground, like a black rain.
The Ghost King, who was hiding behind the group of ghosts, became more and more frightened as he watched. Where did this human swordsman come from? Soul-cutting consumes the power of the soul. How could he, who is only in the martial arts realm, get such strong soul power?
?
Suddenly, the Ghost King widened his eyes and stared behind Luo Guan——
Then a vague figure emerged, swinging his sword as Luo Guan did, his breath cold and forbidding.
Just by looking at it, the Ghost King instinctively felt great fear and screamed, "The true meaning of killing! This is the true meaning of killing!" Outside the valley house, there was a huge locust tree growing, and there was a picture on the trunk of the locust tree.
The old face is now looking at the young man outside the valley with awe.
On the branches, cultivators were hung on them. Obviously, those tentacles that Breaking the Fog was chasing just now were its branches.
Xiang Shilan, Xiang Shiqing's sister and brother, and others were all trapped on the locust tree, their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
The young man strode forward, walked to the front of the house, looked up at Sophora japonica, and said calmly, "Let him go."
The huge body of Sophora japonica trembled, and he obediently let go of the branches, and put the captured people on the ground. The old faces on the trunk looked pleading.
Xuangui said, "This is Sophora japonica from the ghost world. They are puppets of some high-level ghost kings. They are just ordered by ghosts. There is no evil in themselves." After a brief pause, he continued, "However, I am afraid that my previous judgment was wrong. Can
If a ghost locust tree comes across the border, it must not be too small, so you should be more cautious."
Luo Guan's eyes flashed slightly and he waved his hand, "Go back to the ghost world!"
With a grateful expression on his face, the locust tree turned into a black air and disappeared into the earth.
Luo Guan looked up at the mansion. There were two big red lanterns hanging in front of the door, which were obviously larger than the other lanterns. There were images of evil ghosts painted on the surface, with green eyes and fangs and claws, as if they were about to rush out of the lanterns at any time.
At this time, a ferocious roar came from the lantern, "What a bold mortal, how dare you ruin the banquet of Lord Ghost King!"
"If you save them, you will be the dish for tonight's dinner... However, the Ghost King should also be satisfied with such sweet and delicious blood food."
Luo Guan sneered, swung his sword down and heard two screams. The lantern in front of the door was cut through, and two masses of black mist fled back to the mansion.
Angry shouts came from the mansion, "Kill the ghost soldiers under my command and destroy my banquet tonight. How dare you, a human swordsman, dare to enter the mansion?"
Just hearing a "squeak", the door of the house opened by itself.
Luo Guan looked at the people who were let go and said calmly, "Get out of here."
"Ah...yes, yes, thank you for saving me, sir!" Everyone looked surprised and dragged the two Xiang siblings, who were sluggish, out of the valley.
There was embarrassment on the faces of the old man in soap robe and others, and they were silent to each other. As the saying goes, shout the loudest slogans and apply the slipperiest oil on the soles of your feet... that's probably it.
"Sister..." Xiang Shiqing swallowed and struggled to speak, "That person... that person is..."
Xiang Shilan nodded, "You are right, she is the one that uncle wanted to invite that night." She looked towards the valley, and at this moment, the black-robed swordsman stepped forward and walked into the mansion with his head held high.
Bang——
The house door closed and the heavy fog closed, covering everything again, but the tall figure in the black robe was deeply imprinted in her heart.
"Qingyang Sword Immortal!" Xiang Shilan's eyes were bright and excited, "The only person in the Western Region who has such sword power is the legendary one... I didn't expect that you and I would be able to meet him one day."
Everyone stared at the valley covered by heavy fog with wide eyes, their faces full of disbelief.
Xiang Shiqing's body was trembling, and his expression was uglier than crying. Thinking of his impulse that night, he felt his legs were sore.
Outside the main hall of the mansion, there are ghost soldiers armed with guns and armor guarding the place. Now that the hall door is wide open and lights are streaming out, it can be seen that there are many guests, all well-dressed and majestic. If it weren't for the gloomy atmosphere here, it would really feel like a banquet for princes and distinguished guests.
Sitting on the main seat of the main hall was a ghost king with a dignified appearance and a purple gold crown. At this time, there was a sneer on his lips, "You dare to break into this prince's palace with only one sword? Sword cultivator is a bit brave, I will give you a chance to commit suicide in the main hall today, I will allow you to be my personal guard, and from then on you will enter the ghost world with you, so that your true soul will never be destroyed!"
Luo Guanyangjian said, "I will also give you a chance to hand over all the people captured last night, and then take them back to the ghost world, and I will spare your life."
The Ghost King showed surprise on his face, and immediately became furious, "I don't know whether to live or die! Who is willing to take action, peel off his soul, put it into a glass lamp to make a wick, and let him endure thousands of years of pain as the price for offending this king?"
!”
"I am willing to share your worries for the king!" In the main hall, a golden-armored general stood up, holding a nine-ringed black-backed sword, and jumped up with a sneer...
He just jumped up, and before he hit the ground, the young man slashed him down with a sword. He only heard the sound of the sword, and the golden-armored general screamed, and his body split into four parts and turned into a pool of black water.
The main hall suddenly fell silent!
Many ghosts, including the Ghost King, stared wide-eyed with disbelief on their faces. This golden-armored general was a fierce general under the Ghost King, but he was killed by this man's sword.
How can this be?
You need to know that they are all real ghosts from the ghost world. They are not comparable to the little ones outside. They have at least been practicing for a hundred years, absorbing the yin energy of the ghost world and transforming into yin spirit bodies.
A human swordsman can cut them in half with one sword, but they can be restored to the original state in an instant, at most they will lose a little bit of the power of the Yin spirit.
Suddenly, the Ghost King seemed to sense something, and he gritted his teeth, "The true meaning of Soul-Slaying... You are of the Soul-Slaying lineage!"
The faces of many ghosts in the hall suddenly changed, and their eyes showed fear when they looked at the young man.
Back then, the old Taoist priest entered the ghost world alone and killed everyone with his soul-cutting sword. There were even ghost king-level beings cut down, causing the ghost world to rain blood for three months.
Since then, the word "spirit-slaying" has become the nightmare of all ghosts in the ghost world... Encountering the spirit-slaying lineage today is a great danger, but it is also a great opportunity.
After the catastrophe in the ghost world that year, several Tongtian ghost kings jointly issued an order to kill the spirit-slaying lineage at all costs. Any ghost in the ghost world who killed the spirit-slayers would receive a generous reward.
Looking at Luo Guan in the palace, the purple-crowned ghost king had a gloomy expression on his face and gritted his teeth, "The ghosts and spirits will obey the order and kill this person at all costs. The one who takes his soul will be made a ghost general and will be rewarded with 100% of the Yin spirit's energy!"
The ghosts in the hall showed greed on their faces, and their eyes locked on each other - this guy is just a human swordsman, and has not yet entered the level of immortality. Even if he has understood the true meaning of soul-slaying, how many swords can he kill? As the saying goes, wealth can be found in danger.
This saying is also very popular in the ghost world.
"kill!"
The ghosts in the middle hall rushed in almost at the same time, and the transformed figures dispersed and revealed their true forms one by one, either with red faces and fangs, or with grimaces or dripping with blood... They were all filled with extremely ghostly auras, and the scene in front of them was like a monster.
Picture of a ghost seeking his life.
Luo Guan sneered, with no trace of fear on his face, he raised his hand and slashed down with his long sword, "Rumble, Rumble," the roar of the sword sounded, and he heard screams one after another, and the ghosts that rushed towards them collapsed one after another and turned into a large area of black water.
"Hua la la" fell all over the ground, like a black rain.
The Ghost King, who was hiding behind the group of ghosts, became more and more frightened as he watched. Where did this human swordsman come from? Soul-cutting consumes the power of the soul. How could he, who is only in the martial arts realm, get such strong soul power?
?
Suddenly, the Ghost King widened his eyes and stared behind Luo Guan——
Then a vague figure emerged, swinging his sword as Luo Guan did, his breath cold and forbidding.
Just by looking at it, the Ghost King instinctively felt great fear and screamed, "Killing is your true intention! You are killing your true intention!"