Chapter 1785 Death is imminent, and you still sit and talk like a mother
The dark black branches of the Demonic Tree are intricately intertwined with each other, and its roots are planted deep into the earth.
Chu Yue and his entourage were hundreds of people in this small and simple castle, and it was extremely difficult to even breathe.
"Master Chu, there is no way out."
Scar King said: "If ghosts come out, we will all be their food. Master Chu, the mountains and rivers are different, and the road is different. I, Scar King, can fight side by side with you once, and I will have no regrets in this life."
For a true warrior, there is no superiority or inferiority, no superiority of men and inferiority of women, but only the worship of bloody warriors.
Even if a hero emerges from a young age, he will not follow the trend and laugh at the young hero's age.
The air is getting rarer and rarer.
I saw ghosts flying out of the dense purple-black mist between the branches.
The lower bodies of these ghosts float like ripples in the water, and the upper bodies look like foxes, cats, and pythons. They also have the delicate faces of many monsters, and some of them are swinging around like ghosts.
Level four ghosts are fierce and brave, and their strength and bite force are no less than those of wild beasts deep in the jungle.
"Master Chu!"
A gray-haired and extremely thin Lingtian warrior came out and took off the dirty hat on his head, revealing a head of jet-black hair.
She looked at Chu Yue and grinned: "We have gathered in the Forest of Hundred Ghosts because of you, and we are willing to use our flesh and blood to forge the strongest shield in the world for you. Mr. Chu, maybe you will feel that there are so many words and swords all around you.
Malice, there are very few people like us, very few, but there are also many, many people like us. Because of you, the low-level warriors in Lingtianxialu have seen the rising sun of tomorrow in advance and begun to long for the future.
In our poor rural place, those girls practice hard just to get rid of the life of being bought and sold by their parents and enslaved by their future husbands. They want to be like you, fighting endlessly on the road of martial arts until the end.
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The woman smiled and cried, and pulled out a broken dagger from her waist.
She is the poorest and most difficult person among this group of Lingtian warriors.
She disguised herself as a man, traveled around, and finally embarked on her journey to the Forest of One Hundred Demons alone.
Although she was born in a barren land, she aspires to the sky and sheds her blood on martial arts!
The woman took the dagger and rushed towards the fourth-level ghost on the demon tree.
Chu Yue looked at the skinny woman and the dagger that was so broken that it had no sharp edge, and her heart twitched hard.
She grabbed the woman's hand in time and asked: "At least tell me your name."
"Xu Yunge."
The woman choked and said.
Chu Yue sighed, took the handkerchief and gently wiped Xu Yunge's face clean: "Has anyone ever told you that your name is very nice?"
Xu Yunge looked at her blankly.
"Do you know the meaning of the Lord of the Martial Arts Temple?" Chu Yue asked.
Xu Yunge was at a loss.
Everyone else was stunned.
Qin Tieniu sighed deeply: "Even though we are about to die, we are the only people who can sit down and talk about the truth. Looking at the world, we, Mr. Chu, are the only ones who can do it."
"Will you die if you don't speak?" Tu Weiwei's mouth twitched. She thought those ghosts were cuter than Qin Tieniu.
Qin Tieniu pointed at Tu Weiwei and said to the ghost spirit: "Remember, this bitch is not a good person. Wait a minute and don't give me face. Be cruel to her."
Tu Weiwei: "..." She really wanted to kill this noisy ghost with a knife.
"The meaning of the Lord of the Martial Arts Temple is hope." Xu Yunge answered Chu Yue's question.
"No--"
Chu Yue shook her head: "Hope exists in the hearts of warriors, in Jiuxiao, where the avenue is supreme, not in the Lord of the Martial Arts Temple. The Lord of the Martial Arts Temple, she wants to be the backbone of the continent. When she dies, the Martial Arts Temple under her command can stand upright for her in her place.
, protect those innocent people. Therefore, while your backbone is still there, the danger of the sky falling and the earth falling will not befall you."
"Scar King!"
Chu Yue shouted loudly.
Scar King stepped forward and clasped his fists with both hands.
Chu Yue raised her chin slightly and raised her lips with a smile: "I can give you what Bu Hairou can give you. I can also give you what Bu Hairou can't give. Look after it. I, Ling Tian, have a safe camp. You don't need to go to Hao Hao."
To seize it, all you need to do is sit on the ground and stand up, all you can see is my Lingtian camp!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw her walking forward with her long legs.
Ahead, there are numerous level four ghosts.
Everyone was on tenterhooks and amazed.
Everything you can see is Lingtian’s camp...
this……
Is it really possible?
One after another, Lingtian warriors died in the Forest of Hundred Demons.
Not only died among the ghosts, but also died under the sword of the four continents warriors!
Who dares to go deep into the ghost forest to express his ambition?
They watched Chu Yue getting closer and closer to those level four ghosts. They all clenched their weapons and watched this scene with trepidation.
"Boom! Boom!"
The ghosts roared out with the wind, and all swarmed towards Chu Yue, like the sandstorm in the desert trying to swallow up a single cloud.
Even great martial arts saints like Ye Mei and Nan Mengjiao dare not say they can defeat these level four ghosts.
What's more, it's Ye Chuyue of the fifth-level martial arts sect?
At this moment, countless people held their breath, not even daring to blink. Their hearts seemed to have jumped into their throats. They stared nervously at the retrograde figure, tightly gripping the sharp weapons in their hands.
They will fight to the death for the king in front of them and fight to create a true camp of freedom and safety!
Boom boom boom boom!
The strong wind was like thunder, beating violently on this small castle made of intertwined demonic trees.
The strong wind passed by in an instant, and everyone held weapons in hand and was about to jump out to fight, but they were stunned when they saw the scene in front of them.
Completely dumbfounded.
The branches of the tree are still being pulled out, intertwined to form a couch for the imperial concubine.
Chu Yue sat elegantly, crossing her legs slowly.
Those ghosts whizzing past, not only did not devour the thin Chu Yue, but they even lined up in two rows like His Highness's ministers and civil and military officials from a great country, bowing their waists and saluting in a decent manner, that respectful gesture
The appearance almost makes people suspect that they saw the Lord of One Hundred Ghosts visiting this place in person.
Scar King and Chen Tang looked at those strange ghosts with chills standing on their bodies, and they even had an illusion.
If it weren't for the fact that these ghosts had no legs and could only float and wander like ripples, they might have to kneel on one knee before their king.
"This...this is..." Scar King swallowed.
"That's a level four ghost..." Chen Tang was also shocked.
Chu Yue waved her hand, and the ghosts immediately floated up, clustering around Chu Yue, rubbing her shoulders, thumping her back, and even pinching Chu Yue's legs.
The warriors suddenly turned into stone sculptures.
This is not the ghost of Lao Shizi.
Even if she is said to be a beauty from Ye Chuyue's harem, they all believe her.
"Master Chu, what on earth is going on?" Chen Tang asked.
A cat-like ghost floated next to Chu Yue and rubbed against her.
Chu Yue rubbed it and said warmly: "I'm back, no one will bully you anymore."
Chu Yue lazily raised her eyes to look at Chen Tang, with a gloomy look in her eyes. She raised her eyebrows lightly and said jokingly and openly: "I am in the forest of a hundred ghosts. Warriors from the Four Continents can't help but come to occupy the magpie's nest and act arrogantly.