Thick, ink-like gray-black clouds shrouded a dozens-story building from the sky, and even the sun could not dispel them.
This is a 5A office building, with many company employees inside, but at this time the whole building is silent, deathly silent.
Since the ghost domain enveloped the building, all residents of nearby buildings have left, and the police have set up a blockade in the distance.
But that's all. No one dared to go in to save people anymore, because everyone who went in immediately lost contact. Even the master of the Qinglong Hall, who was already at the peak of the third level, was also trapped.
Suddenly, a green sword light fell, condensing Song Yu's figure. Holding a green dragon sword in his hand, he quickly passed through the gray-black atmosphere and stepped into the building.
However, when he turned back and looked again, the road he had just entered and the street outside had disappeared, and there was only darkness in front of him.
Song Yu still looked calm. The power of the ghost realm has some spatial characteristics. If he is a warrior below the fourth-level golden elixir, he may be confused and trapped in it, but for him, it is not something to be afraid of.
A moment later, Song Yu was walking on the stairs, surrounded by darkness and silence. From time to time he could touch the corpse of the deceased, but he always remained calm and composed.
Immediately, Song Yu suddenly swung his sword, and the Qinglong Sword was slashed out quickly, and a green light bloomed, illuminating the surroundings. A black spear was cut off by the sword's edge, and turned into black ghost energy that dissipated.
He didn't bring any lighting equipment because his spiritual thoughts were always covering his body, and it was impossible to attack him by surprise.
At this moment, the lights on the stairs suddenly brightened. In the corridor in front of the stairs, a handsome young man in black put a dagger on the neck of an unconscious man in white.
Song Yu recognized the man in white, who was his right-hand man Xu Wenliang. Then he looked at the young man in black and felt an extremely cold and ghostly aura. It was a powerful aura at the level of the fourth-order ghost king, and it was almost at its peak.
The ghost king of levels!
Song Yu was not surprised by this. Although Xu Wenliang was only at the peak of his Yuan Condensation, he was able to condense the highest quality True Yuan, and his combat power was comparable to that of an ordinary late-stage Jindan. There is no doubt about the strength of those who can catch him.
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At this time, the young man in black smiled and said, "Song Yu, do you still recognize me?"
Song Yu stared at the young man in black for a moment, and some fragments appeared in his mind, and then he said coldly: "Sun Shaocheng, the eldest young master of the Sun family, I didn't expect that you could become the ghost king after you died. You are indeed in an extraordinary situation! I will give you another chance.
Let Awen go, and I won’t kill you!”
Sun Shaocheng laughed and said: "Haha, I was really scared to death! However, it is impossible to let him go! Now I will give you two choices. First, you can choose to cut off your own arm, and I will spare his life.
Second, I will cut his throat immediately!"
Song Yu said with a cold expression: "I choose, you die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yu suddenly swung his sword and struck Sun Shaocheng instantly with an extremely condensed thunder sword intent. His ghost body immediately turned into Yin Qi and collapsed.
Song Yu was about to go forward to help Xu Wenliang, when suddenly a black spear stabbed from the back of his heart, but it only penetrated the flesh an inch, but could not make any progress.
Behind Song Yu, Sun Shaocheng showed an expression of disbelief. The black spear in his hand was the purest condensed ghost energy. Even an immortal Buddha-level master who had condensed the essence of the soul could stab him, but he could not stab him.
After passing through Song Yu's body, how terrifying is the opponent's strength?
At this time, Song Yu suddenly turned around, swung his sword, and struck the ghost king's true form of the young man in black with an extremely condensed thunder sword intent, killing his soul.
The Qinglong Sword immediately extracted the dissipated ghost energy, transformed it into pure spiritual energy, and injected it into his body to help him repair the injuries in his heart.
Immediately, Song Yu came to the corridor on the stairs, supported Xu Wenliang, and said: "Awen, wake up!"
Xu Wenliang woke up slowly, but when Song Yu's eyes showed joy, he suddenly put a palm on his chest.
With a bang, Song Yu vomited blood and flew out, falling to the stairs with an unbelievable look in his eyes.
However, 'Xu Wenliang' didn't mean to explain anything. He suddenly swung his fist, and a black ink-black Xuanyin fist hit Song Yu like a huge wave.
The power of this fist force has far exceeded the peak of the fourth-order golden elixir, and is already at the fifth-order Yuanshen level. Moreover, it is not an ordinary Yuanshen Dharma phase state, but may have reached the Yuanshen differentiated state.
Regardless of his injuries, Song Yu forcibly gathered the power of his alchemy and slashed with his sword, defeating the incoming Xuanyin Fist, but he spit out a mouthful of blood again.
Xu Wenliang punched again, and a majestic black Xuanyin fist hit Song Yu again.
At this moment, two figures, one golden and one red, suddenly appeared, forming a pair of young men and women. At the same time, they punched the majestic Xuanyin Fist.
The golden and red fist power completely defeated the Xuanyin fist power.
Immediately, Ren Xi and Yao Qiong came over and said, "Teacher, are you okay?"
Song Yu said: "Don't worry, the teacher won't die that easily. You go deal with him and try to save Awen!"
Ren Xi nodded and said: "Don't worry, teacher!"
At this time, 'Xu Wenliang' said in a deep voice: "If you want to save him, hand over the Qinglong Sword. Xu Wenliang's soul is in my hand. With just a thought, I can destroy him physically and mentally."
When Song Yu heard this, he suddenly realized that it turned out that the man in front of him coveted the Qinglong Sword, so he secretly arranged this game. As for Sun Shaocheng, he was just a pawn cultivated by the opponent, and he was probably kept in the dark.
Then, he said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"
‘Xu Wenliang’ smiled and said: “You can call me Yu Ming Thirteen!”
Song Yu had information about most of the powerful people above the Golden Core level in the world in his mind, but he could not find any information related to them. He pondered for a moment and said: "Okay, I can give you the Qinglong Sword, but I want to hand it over to the person with one hand and the other with the other hand."
Cross swords!"
Yao Qiong hurriedly said: "Teacher, no! This demon is already so powerful. If he gets the Qinglong Sword again, no one will really be able to control it."
Ren Xi also advised: "Yes, teacher!"
Song Yu looked helpless and said: "But I have been friends with Awen for more than 40 years, so I can't possibly watch him disappear physically and mentally!"
Royal Ming Thirteen smiled and said: "Huizhu Song really values love and righteousness, very good, let's make a deal!"
After he finished speaking, a black demonic energy as thick as ink emerged from Xu Wenliang's body, condensed into a man in red holding a short knife, and placed it on Xu Wenliang's neck.
Immediately, Xu Wenliang opened his eyes again, saw Song Yu, and immediately said: "Master, don't believe him!"
However, Song Yu handed the Qinglong Sword to Ren Xi and said, "Be careful when you go to trade with him!"
Ren Xi nodded, holding the Qinglong Sword and slowly walked towards Yu Ming Thirteen.
After a while, Ren Xi came to the corridor. The two were about ten feet apart. As agreed, he threw the Qinglong Sword over.
At the same time, Yu Ming Thirteen also pushed Xu Wenliang out, and then quickly grabbed the Qinglong Sword, with a look of ecstasy in his eyes.
Immediately, Ren Xi also caught Xu Wenliang.
However, at this moment, Xu Wenliang suddenly stamped his palm on Ren Xi's chest.
With a bang, a dazzling golden light appeared on Ren Xi's chest, Xu Wenliang's palms were knocked away, and then he passed out.
However, Yu Ming Thirteen took the opportunity to turn into a black magic light, quickly escaped and disappeared in a flash.