Ghost King Cui Guan sat quietly on a boulder in the shade. The climate in Yanzhou was originally warm, but here is a rare cold place. As Cui Guan slowly breathed in and out, wisps of cold white mist dissipated.
When he came out, a thin layer of white frost spread around him, and his figure, which originally looked a bit illusory due to the consumption of his origin, now looked much more solid.
Slowly opening his eyes, Cui Guan looked slightly thoughtful, then reached out and took out something from his sleeve, only to see that the object was wrapped in a layer of red silk, and the silk looked as if it came from a layer of red silk.
It was torn off a piece of robe, but when Cui Guan's palm touched the silk cloth, layers of lines appeared on it, indicating that this piece of silk cloth was extraordinary.
However, Cui Guan's attention was obviously not on the piece of silk. Instead, he slowly opened the folded piece of silk. What was revealed was a picture that looked old and had turned yellow.
rice paper.
This piece of rice paper looks ordinary, with a blank surface. There is nothing special about it that could be valued by Cui Guan, who has cultivated to the Ghost King realm. However, the three sides of this rice paper are cut very neatly, and only the other side is not smooth enough.
It looks like it was torn from something.
However, Ghost King Cui Guan seemed to attach great importance to this yellowed rice paper, and he even looked a little solemn when holding it in his hands.
And just when he was still looking at the white page, he frowned slightly, and then slowly wrapped the rice paper in the big red silk cloth, then put it in his sleeve, and then slowly
Slowly raised his head.
After a while, as the Ghost King looked towards a certain place, the originally empty place suddenly became rippled. A ghost cultivator in red appeared there, stepped forward and bowed: "Your Highness,
The four people came out of the valley and left all the way."
Ghost King Cui Guan didn't seem surprised by this, and said calmly: "Leaving? But in the direction of Zhenyang Palace?"
The ghost cultivator still lowered his head and said, "They left the valley and headed northwest."
"Northwest? Burning County?"
Ghost King Cui Guan frowned and said displeasedly: "Cui Guo, but you have exposed your whereabouts?"
The ghost cultivator named Cui Guo lowered his head and said, "I don't dare. His Highness has repeatedly told me that these four people are very powerful and have the secret skills to see through the whereabouts of our ghost clan. Therefore, I only stay far away."
They monitored the valley and did not approach them."
Cui Guan stood up from the boulder, turned to look at the other side, and said: "How many of the sons have been gathered?"
Wherever Cui Guan looked, another slightly fat ghost cultivator appeared and came forward to report: "Your Highness, because time is urgent, Your Highness has also asked me to summon only my son, the son of the Cui family. Therefore, all those with attributes above the judge level will be summoned."
I only found three, one is in the Tiangang realm, one is in the Xuangang realm, and one is only in the Jugang realm."
Cui Guan snorted coldly, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with the lack of manpower, but still said: "Three, plus the two of you, one Tai Gang and one Tiangang, there are only five in total, barely enough, Cui Guan said
You haven’t leaked it, have you?”
The slightly fat ghost cultivator in red, whom the Ghost King called Cui Tong, heard this and said quickly: "No, my subordinates can vouch for this matter with their lives, and there will be absolutely no leakage."
Cui Guan's originally not so good expression softened slightly and he said: "Cui Guo, come and lead the way. In just one year, these four people have killed more than five of my ghost clan's sons who are above the judge level. This time they must be killed."
They never come back."——
Yang Junhao and his party, consisting of two people, one demon and a ghost, a total of four people, flew northwest from the valley where Yang Junhao was retreating for half a day, but the imagined interception and killing from the ghost monks did not come.
Yang Junhao couldn't help but murmur secretly: "I think the ghost king is just exaggerating. He was forced back by the four of us working together at the beginning. How could he dare to catch up again and humiliate himself? He will definitely not come back."
Yang Junxiu thought for a moment and said, "Is it because we suddenly went to Fen County, which caught them by surprise?"
Ning Bin thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's better to be careful. Maybe the ghost king is secretly peeping somewhere right now. If we and others are not negligent, maybe the ghost king will find the opportunity to take action."
Ning Bin's words made everyone feel nervous. Yang Junhao laughed dryly and said, "No, don't scare yourself. My Hualian Eyes didn't notice anything at all. Hey, Yu'er, did you notice anything?"
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Bao Yu'er shook his head, and Yang Junhao couldn't help but smile when he saw this: "Look, even Yu'er didn't notice it, you should be relieved now."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Bao Yu'er's clear voice, saying: "You were able to discover the ghost king in the first place because of your magical power of eye skills, and secondly because the ghost king didn't expect you to master it.
Eye of Hualian, this time the Ghost King is on guard. Who knows if he has any means to avoid the Eye of Hualian? Don’t forget, that is the Ghost King, not a ghost cultivator at the Judge level who can compare with him."
Yang Junhao's original lucky smile suddenly appeared on his face, he muttered a few words that no one could hear clearly, and then he buried his head and flew forward.
At this time, the whereabouts of the four people had already passed the border between the two counties and entered Fen County. After entering Fen County, the four people could clearly feel that the surrounding climate was getting hotter, and the deeper they went into Fen County, the more they entered Fen County.
, the feeling of heat became even worse. Except for Yang Junhao, all four of them felt slightly uncomfortable, and among them, Baoyuer was the worst.
"It is said that Fen County is the hottest place in Yanzhou, and this statement is indeed true." Ning Bin sighed.
Yang Junhao smiled "hehe" and said: "There is a legend that the entire Fen County underground is empty. Although there is an independent secret space below formed by the Fire Abyss, in fact the entire Fen County is like sitting on a huge lava.
Above the giant lake, once the giant lava lake erupts, the entire Fen County will collapse and be submerged into the lava."
"How far is it from Fentianmen Dojo?" Yang Junxiu asked, stroking her hair from her temples.
Yang Junhao is the person who is most familiar with the entire Yanzhou. Hearing this, he was about to answer, but when he glanced around, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he exclaimed: "Be careful, they are coming!"
Although Yang Junhao's Hualian Eyes can detect traces of ghost monks, this secret magic power obviously has certain limitations. The ghost king sneaked all the way and approached within a hundred feet of them before he was discovered. This distance left
They didn't have much time to prepare.
Fortunately, the four of them did not relax their vigilance before. At the moment when Yang Junhao warned, Yang Junxiu took the lead in responding. When she turned around, a giant tiger roared up behind her, and the surging evil energy rushed towards her with a loud roar.
When he came out, the hidden figure of Ghost King Cui Guan was instantly exposed.
"Be careful, he is not the only one, there are other ghost cultivators!"
Bao Yu'er also discovered something at this time, and quickly spoke to remind everyone, but the news was obviously extremely bad, and everyone's hearts were suddenly filled with a shadow.
Yang Junxiu had already taken action first, his Zanpakutō went straight to the Ghost King, and he did not hesitate to confront him head-on.
Upon seeing this, Yang Junhao hurriedly spread a sea of fire around everyone, trying to prevent other ghost cultivators from approaching.
While Ning Bin was preparing magical means, he asked anxiously: "What are the strengths of other ghost cultivators? Is there still a ghost king?"
There was a sound of gold and iron that was as dense as fried beans, and at the same time mixed with a painful groan, Bao Yuer's figure suddenly flashed out, and then jumped back into the protective circle of the sea of fire, a pair of belts
The bloodstained dagger fell into her hand like a snake, and then she said with a breath: "There is no ghost king, but they are all in the judge realm. There are four or five, but I have already solved one."
Everyone's hearts sank again when they heard this. One ghost king had already made them miserable, and now four more judge-level ghost cultivators were besieging them, which would definitely bring disaster.
At this time, Yang Junxiu's voice came with a hint of cruelty: "Leave this ghost king to me and Yu'er. Do you have any problems with the remaining four ghost cultivators?"
Yang Junhao was still stunned, but Ning Bin had already responded: "If you fight to the death, what's the problem?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Bin suddenly made a downward gesture, and several meteorites the size of human heads fell from the sky, forcing several exposed ghost cultivators to retreat quickly.
Yang Junxiu roared, her Zanpakutō swept across, and a half-moon-shaped sword light enveloped most of her body.
A phantom-like figure floated back, seemingly forced back by Yang Junxiu, but as she grunted, blood spurted out on Yang Junxiu's shoulder.
Bao Yu'er was about to step forward to help, but he suddenly fell backwards in an extremely twisted posture. A cold light suddenly appeared. Cui Guo, a monk from the ghost tribe Taigang, clicked a judge's pen empty, but it also destroyed Yang Junxiu and Yang Junxiu.
It's possible for Yu'er to join forces.
On the other side, Ning Bin easily repelled Cui Tong's attack. Once the ghost monks lost the first move to sneak attack, they would often find it extremely difficult to fight with other monks. What's more, Cui Tong could not reach the Tiangang realm, but Ning Bin had already
He is a Taigang Realm monk, and he is no match for Ning Bin.
On the other side, the ghost king Cui Guan was spinning around Yang Junxiu like a ghost. Yang Junxiu was trying her best to resist, but she still couldn't keep up with Cui Guan's speed. She had three wounds on her body. It was not because of Yang Junxiu's physical force.
I'm afraid I can't hold on any longer.
"Go and help Miss Xiu'er, leave these ghost monks to me." Ning Bin saw this and shouted to Yang Junhao.
"No, you go help her, I can see these people." Yang Junhao said in a deep voice, his eyes slightly glowing red.
Ning Bin nodded after hearing this. The Ghost King no longer hid his figure, but the other ghost cultivators, after being forced back by a single blow, would retreat to a place out of sight, hide their figures and attack again. If
Without Yang Junhao's timely reminder, it would have been difficult for Dan Ningbin alone to deal with the siege of three ghost cultivators.
Ning Bin turned around and left to join forces with Yang Junxiu to confront the ghost king Cui Guan. Perhaps it was because hiding his figure in front of Yang Junhao was no longer effective. In addition, Yang Junhao was the only one left. The three ghost cultivators seemed to have suddenly found their confidence.
They all joined forces and rushed forward to kill Yang Junhao first.
Unexpectedly, Yang Junhao had been planning this scene for a long time. Just when he asked Ning Bin to leave, he actually colluded with Ning Bin in advance to do it deliberately for these ghost cultivators to see. And these three ghost cultivators did not care.
Hesitantly fell into the trap.
Seeing that he was about to fall into the siege, Yang Junhao suddenly had a scroll in his hand. As the scroll unfolded, a heart-stopping wave spread instantly.