Chapter 161 Watching the ghost show from the other side of the river
Chen Mou pulled Xu'er and jumped to the top of the three-foot-high strange stone pillar, looking at the gloomy scene of many howling ghosts.
He didn't realize that the ghost he had raised was afraid and uneasy. Instead, he became extremely excited, as if he was salivating over a sumptuous meal.
The soul power inside the jade can only keep the ghost energy alive. How can the wild ghosts in the outside world be so fresh, vigorous and delicious?
"It doesn't matter, let's just be spectators and watch the ghost show from the other side of the fire."
Chen Mou smiled in relief and said with relief.
He knew that there were several ancient battlefields and underworlds in the Tianlu Mountains, where many low-level ghosts gathered.
The Bottomless Cold Pond mentioned by Duanhun Ridge and Xu'er is one of the more famous dangerous places. Qi Refining Realm monks will not stay at night to seek excitement.
He specially came to Duanhun Ridge to spend the night, hoping that Yin Gui could take some nourishment.
It is rare to have such an opportunity.
"Can you beat that second-level ghost you raised?"
The Yin ghost turned into a big snake with vague Yin energy, dragged its huge body, opened its big mouth suddenly, and pounced towards the stone forest on the west side of the mountain where there were most ghost fires.
It was quiet at the top of the mountain, only half a person could be seen.
Even my slaves have no privacy. I am a master who takes care of everything.
The young master told me beforehand that I was going to be surprised, so I shouldn’t make it public.
Under what status and status, what kind of issues should be considered.
It is a waste of talent to use it especially to guard the goal.
If I were really the son of a small aristocratic family, I would have used my family's power to launch an attack on the troublesome forces in front of me.
When I walked between the eight stone pillars at the edge, the mist covered my figure. I instantly appeared in Taisu Mountain and walked out of the secret room. The sun was bright and dark, so I squinted my eyes to get used to it.
The will-o'-the-wisps blocking the road in the distance hurriedly moved to both sides to get out of the way. Many of the ghost fires that were avoided were swallowed up by Shen Ze.
In the second order, use your own cognition to explain it, and it should be a small difference.
Therefore, Chidi and Yinbo kept asking us again about the power behind the young master, but I frightened us back and warned us that we were going to be fools and seek death.
The second level glanced at the battlefield where the earth-shattering battle was fought. The standing rocks were almost completely undamaged. With such a small movement, there was a huge noise.
There is no danger, but I know that I have ruined a lot of self-righteous low-handed people, and there is no other reason except man-made disaster.
Walking alone along the corridor of the small hall.
I have never faced a seventh-level low-level player before, and I have never felt such a strong sense of crisis.
Although there is no formation protection arranged by the young master, there are no ghosts on the ground. If a ghost claw stretches out and drags your feet, will it scare people?
"Worry has the upper hand."
The second level thought that the fight between ghosts would be a fair one-on-one duel, which was a little beyond my expectation.
The entire Broken Soul Ridge fell into an eerie silence, with only thin white mist floating around and scattered will-o'-the-wisps flickering.
Spending money is in line with my identity.
The two sides were intertwined, biting, beating, and strangling. They abandoned the fancy tricks to attack each other. They were just like two gangsters on the street wielding four fists to fight each other. There was not much technical content. They fought hand to hand, and the weak were brave.
The one who wins.
Even if his own ghost is defeated by numerous ghosts, he possesses the jade jade, a treasure that can restrain ghosts, and he is sure to take back the ghost.
I decided to launch a series of actions in a manner befitting a young master from an aristocratic family.
It's been half a year, and I still haven't noticed the family monk in front of the young master appearing at the foot of the mountain, but I know if I haven't, it's very mysterious. I felt the horror of being stared at by a seventh-order man for a very short time, and it made my scalp numb. .
"Haha, let's go to the theater and watch the theater."
The ghost escaped to the ground. Chen Mou collected his scattered ghost energy and followed him into the ground.
"That's bad. It's strange. The other ghosts are helping people from behind, but they are looking at Silence?"
Biting the opponent's ghost body with all his strength, and hitting the opponent's weak spots with all his strength.
"In the morning, Xiaguan Sheng received a message from Hua Chaoyue, saying that Shen Xing was assassinated on the way to Qingfeng City and suffered a slight injury. It was the eighth-level assassin from Zhanji Pavilion. I'm going to Qingfeng City to meet you, please tell me."
Xu'er grabbed the young master's hand, her eyes reflecting green light, full of excitement and excitement.
"Don't worry, you won't lose."
It must be a fight between two groups of ghosts. This is another matter. It's like a fight between a group of monkeys. There are not too many rules.
Bi Yan suddenly appeared under the bluestone field. He was wearing a bamboo hat and a work jacket. He was barefoot and his legs were muddy. He flashed again and arrived in the corridor, saying:
"I understand, sir, you know very little."
The second level murmured.
There is no room for these short-sighted guys to be arrogant and wanton.
Unfortunately, I am.
"A killer organization hides in the sun and secretly makes a high profile, doing things that are popular to win people. It has no value in existence. Since it wants to come out again and again to disgust me, it is called its own destruction. , vanished into ashes."
In this case, I took back the half-inch sword that was unsheathed and quietly enjoyed the rare ghost fight.
The second step fell to the ground and said: "He will at least be a temporary ghost king for once. There will be no ghosts to bother us tonight. Tomorrow you are going to the 'Bottomed Cold Pond', so he can rest early."
I made it clear that I would use the power of the mysterious family behind me.
On the second step, he stood still and looked up at the sky.
I can sense Shen Ze's state. He is also a relatively ferocious guy. The entire snake body was beaten to pieces. It is still clinging to the opponent, biting and devouring it angrily. It uses the snake body to resist the opponent's attack and fight. I have a lot of experience and I haven't taken advantage yet.
While the two were talking, the battle in the field had not yet decided. Chen Mou swallowed half of the ghost, but the suppressed ghost escaped by cutting off its tail to survive. Shen Ze was willing to let it go. The delicious food is chasing Chisaku’s ghostly figure all over the mountain.
Don't think that the foundation-building monks know that there are taboos in running rampant in the Tianlu Mountains.
Seeing that I saw the specific situation, I went to take care of Chen Mou.
Otherwise, fewer and fewer people will poop and urinate under my head, and it will only become more and more excessive. The world is like this, and there are very few people who fear power but are virtuous.
Xu'er was still unfinished, looking at the distance, and said with a smile: "You are meditating under the top of the stone pillar. You are going up."
A sharp howl came from the stone forest, and a group of white figures rushed out and punched Li Lai Chen Mou, who was trying to grab the territory.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Erqie's mouth, and he said: "One million is definitely enough, so let's add a few million less. I want to use the money to build momentum and smash these to death. Scum."
Even if you are pretending, you should not show anything.
The result of winning or losing doesn't matter, you won't die anyway.
I haven't noticed that Chen Mou is absorbing yin energy from the ghost hole on the ground, which makes me worried.
Bi Yan asked curiously: "What are you going to do, Master?"
Chen Mou spoke with great confidence.
But Taisu Mountain is full of talents, and there are no seventh-level guards who can kill the bow and arrow assassins with their fists. Jin Dan can only serve as a shopkeeper and a spy guard, and the land lord has to work as a cow and a horse for me to farm by himself. Seventh-level Shen Ze... …I really can only watch the door.
"It will become the King of Ghosts, right?"
The fighting fell to a low ebb in an instant, and the majestic Yin Qi collided, like a stormy sea, splashing up several feet.
I haven't seen a few ghosts floating in the battlefield, and I obviously don't have a seventh-level cultivation level.
"He went up to meditate and adjust his breathing. Our ghost won. It went to the ground to collect some of the harm."
The entire Duanhun Ridge was shrouded in white mist, ghost fires were shining, and ghosts were making noises.
"Monkeys don't have a monkey king, wolves don't have a wolf king, and ghosts don't have a ghost king. Our Chen Mou directly challenges the most powerful ghost king in that place. It's all about saving face. Other big ghosts can interfere."
The other ghosts took the opportunity to attack in groups, just howling and watching the show, as if they were trying to kill two evenly matched guys.
She was originally very courageous and calm, and her previous nervousness disappeared completely.
Shen Ze laughed. What does "our ghost" mean? It sounds ugly.
…
"In that world, there were still things that could be done if there was no money. Usually, it was like dealing with a killer organization that wanted to win people."
Other ghosts swarmed into the ground.
Xu'er's eyesight was a bit weak. You could only see Xiaozhi through the white mist floating in the air. Listening to the ghosts screaming all over the mountain, Zhizuo asked: "Master, have we won the battle against the ghosts?"
I want to watch another ghost show from the other side of the river.
The two foundation-building monks who were following Mr. Chen were hiding in the woods several miles away. Looking at the huge momentum of the ghost mountain in the distance, they were so surprised that they cursed "madman". They were worried that a group of ghosts would come out of the mountain and kill us. After making the dumplings, I went to Gengzhizuo carefully.