"Now let's do our work honestly and find the ruins of the Nine Spirit Ghost King's palace first."
The white-faced ghost warrior also sighed when he heard this, "It doesn't matter, this damn mission, the first sentence above will break our legs."
Listening to the conversation and complaints between the two of them, as they drifted away, Zhuang Wuming's eyes showed a hint of surprise.
"It took no effort to find it after breaking through the iron shoes. I didn't expect that there would be news about the Ten Thousand Years Yin Jade Lotus."
"But it looks like there are a lot of people competing here, so I have to prepare."
With a cold light in his eyes, Zhuang Wuming knew that most of the people involved this time were ghost monks after hearing the ghost messenger's conversation.
Holy light bombs and holy water can come in handy. They have a huge effect on any negative forces.
Zhuang Wuming had two groups of Holy Light Bombs in his hands, as well as a lot of Holy Water. He was fully prepared before entering the Immortal and Demonic Space.
"However, we need to test the power of Holy Light Bomb and Holy Light Water against these fairy and demon space ghosts."
One day later, after several choices, Zhuang Wuming settled on a ghost.
This ghost is no better than a killing elite. It has very high attributes, a solid body, can move during the day, and looks pretty good.
Zhuang Wuming held the soul-stealing demon knife in his hand, with the image of ten demon souls appearing on it.
This is the consciousness and power of the monsters he killed recently.
The soul-stealing magic knife absorbs the essence of killed prey and turns it into a demon soul. If necessary, it can summon the perfect cannon fodder.
After looking at the magic knife, Zhuang Wuming took out the holy water and gently dropped a drop.
sizzling
There was a sound of cold water dripping onto hot iron, and traces of black air rose. There was a conflict between the holy water and the soul-stealing magic knife.
He frowned and said, "Sure enough, this kind of weapon involving negative energy cannot be used at the same time as holy water."
Switching to the Demon Blade, the holy water was no problem, and a layer of light gold quickly covered the blade.
A figure flashed, and he had already arrived in front of the ghost officer wearing a red and black official coat.
Guizhao looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, a sword light came towards him.
With a horrified look on his face and a sharp sword light, he felt a yang energy that was causing great harm to him.
The ghost-headed sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he blocked Zhuang Wuming's sword light.
when
There was a crisp sound, a huge burst of force, and a crack appeared on the ghost head sword, causing the ghost to take a step back.
Zhuang Wuming's sword flicked away Gui Cha's sword, and in the next moment it was in front of Gui Cha, pointing directly at the center of his eyebrows, with murderous intent imminent.
The ghost's face changed drastically, he suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of black mist.
This black mist enveloped several meters in radius and was extremely sticky, immediately sticking to Zhuang Wuming's demon blade.
The holy water on the surface of the Demon Blade quickly dissipated, making a sizzling sound, and a black air filled the air.
Zhuang Wuming frowned, raised his right hand and waved, a bottle of holy water exploded, and a little bit of pure light enveloped the dark clouds.
sizzling
Harsh sounds continued to sound, and all the black fog quickly dissipated as if it had encountered a raging flame.
At this time, the ghost on the opposite side shouted loudly, "Who are you? If you dare to attack the ghost, aren't you afraid that you will have a place in the eighteenth level of hell?"
The answer was a round Holy Light Bomb.
boom
There was a muffled sound, and the infinite holy light enveloped a ten-meter radius, and the ghost was immediately shrouded in the light.
"Ahhhhhhh"
A shrill scream sounded, and a black umbrella appeared in the holy light, emitting infinite black light and falling down, blocking the erosion of the holy light.
Zhuang Wuming had already left here at this time. When the holy light ended, the ghost's whole body was illusive, and there were countless scorched black marks on the black umbrella above his head.
Obviously, he suffered a lot from this Holy Light Bomb. His face was pale, and he looked like he was surviving the disaster.
Looking at the empty surroundings, Guizha looked sad and angry. Someone came to the door and beat him randomly, almost killing him.
As a result, the other party disappeared without saying a word, leaving him no place to vent his grievances.
puff
A mouthful of black blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground in a daze.
This ghost was blinded by Zhuang Wuming's fists, and now he was even more angry to death.
From the beginning to the end, it didn't even see clearly who was attacking it, and there was no room for reasoning.
The reason why Zhuang Wuming found this ghost was not to kill him.
I just want to test whether the alchemy weapons have any effect on the ghosts in the fairy and demon space.
The reason why he didn't kill him is also very simple. This is a world with monks, and we can deduce what happened.
For him who has watched "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman", he is very aware of the methods and terror of these powerful men.
Although he is from the Emei sect, he does not want to form a deadly feud with the underworld.
Beating someone up and killing someone are completely different concepts.
I'm afraid this bastard won't tell anyone about the beating he received.
You can only admit that you are unlucky, there is no risk, you can also test the power of the weapon, and you can win in one fell swoop.
"Holy light weapons seem to be very useful and can be used."
"Then the next step is to find the palace ruins of the Nine Spirit Ghost King."
"The Ten Thousand Years Yin Jade Lotus must be obtained."
There was a trace of murderous intent in his eyes. He would kill anyone for this thing.
The worst he could do was grab his things and run away. It wasn't like he couldn't leave this fairy-demon space.
A night passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhuang Wuming kept appearing within a radius of dozens of miles.
Searched for any suspicious places using magic sense skills, but found nothing.
"It's strange. If there are palace ruins, it's impossible for my magic sense skills to not detect anything."
"Even if there is a mysterious force that blocks it, it will react like a black hole in my skills."
"Does that mean it's highly likely to be hidden in other dimensions?"
"Otherwise, there is only the second possibility. The palace of the Nine Spirit Ghost King is hidden in Fengdu Ghost City."
The area of dozens of kilometers that Zhuang Wuming explored included the ghost town of Fengdu. Looking at the ghost town in the distance, there was thought in his eyes.
It was night at this time, and with the magic sense skill, he could see dozens of huge qi machines rising into the sky, covering Fengdu Ghost City.
Fengdu Ghost Town belongs to humans during the day and ghosts at night.
At night, the natives of the ghost town will not go out at all, because night is when ghosts roam the streets.
However, the Fengdu Ghost City at night is strictly controlled by the underworld, and no ghosts dare to cause trouble or invade mortals.
Once you break the rules, you are bound to go to the eighteenth level of hell.
The official law is like a furnace and the people's hearts are like iron. It is the same in Hades and hell.
As the day and night passed, Zhuang Wuming also learned a lot about Fengdu Ghost Town.
Know that day and night are different here.
Zhuang Wuming was sitting in an inn outside Fengdu City. Since the search was ineffective, he could only wait for changes.
In "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman", it seems that every time a cave is born, there will inevitably be various changes, and it is not impossible to attract experts from all walks of life.