The ghost body of Yin Yang Dharma King disappeared in the corridor in an instant.
This old ghost was really good at hiding his body. Suche thought that he should find an opportunity to ask this man for advice.
Dear Master Yuli, I have important things to do and I don’t have time to personally guide myself. The despicable Beimang Ghost Ancestor is just an old scumbag who threw down a sword manual and ran away.
Now I happen to be next to the equally respected senior Yin-Yang Dharma King, so I still want to learn more from senior Yin-Yang Dharma King with an open attitude.
Let’s first learn how to hide one’s body.
Su Che moved forward slowly. This Kongyou Temple was not a famous Buddhist temple in Jiankang City.
When he was plotted against by Bailudong, the Su family invited all the famous gods and Buddhas in Jiankang City. If this Kong Youan really has any ability, I should have eaten their incense ashes.
When building an underground tunnel of this scale, the gatekeeper in front is actually a Taoist master from the Yujing lineage.
The fifth-grade masters are not just a piece of cake. Now the top fighting forces in the North and the South are the fifth-grade masters.
There is actually one hidden under this unknown ruined temple.
"He who comes is stopped."
As Su Che was walking forward, an old and vigorous voice sounded in front of him.
This is a natural underground cave with stalactite pillars growing up and down, like the teeth of a giant beast with an open mouth.
This area is incredibly vast. Every dozen steps or so there is a fist-sized luminous orb hanging on the stone wall, and the fluorescent light illuminates the place dimly.
The sound came from the far end.
"Go back quickly, I think it's not easy for you to reach your current state of cultivation, so don't make any mistakes."
Su Che looked forward. There seemed to be a layer of mysterious gray mist between the stalactites and stone pillars. Even if he used Lie Que's Thunder Eyes to the extreme, he could not penetrate this layer of thick fog. He could only see dozens of people in front of him clearly. Just steps.
Sure enough, there is no mystery.
Su Che thought about it carefully and thought that the only force that could create such a posture under Jiankang City was the Daliang court.
However, the old ghost of Yin Yang Dharma King is really good at it, and he can actually bypass these layers of fog without alerting the person opposite.
Su Che moved forward slowly and took the "Nine Nether Records" given by Yin-Yang Dharma King in his hand. Since he was working for Yin-Yang Dharma King, it was appropriate to use his magic weapon.
You can't put yourself in danger. We've only just known each other for a short time, so we're not yet familiar with each other.
Turning to the first page, there is a blue ghost head painted on it, and two small words written in cinnabar next to it, Pan Hu.
I guess it must be the name of this ghost, and its magic power surges.
A ferocious ghost head the size of a castaway appeared in the air, opened its mouth and let out a sharp ghost roar.
The sound of ghost howls tore through the fog and spread into the distance.
This old ghost's collection is pretty good.
There are four red ghost eyes on the ghost head, and when it roars, blue ghost fire gushes out from it.
"You are going to die in a crooked way. God is good for you, but you can't blame me."
Before he finished speaking, Su Che felt something in his heart.
This is not good, you have to retreat quickly.
The next moment, Su Cheyun used his magic power and took several steps back.
A ray of white light rolled up layers of mist and fell on Su Che's head where he originally was. If he hadn't avoided it in time, he would never have been able to escape the fate of being pierced by this white light.
So awesome.
Su Che survived, but the summoned ferocious ghost leader did not have such good luck. The white light missed the target, but it did not miss. It turned upwards and immediately cut the ferocious ghost leader in two.
However, the large and ferocious ghost head rolled in the mist, and the two separated pieces immediately split into two identical ghost heads, both spraying ghost fire.
"Humph, the pearl of a grain of rice."
Taoist Yujing, who was sitting in the mist, sneered.
Another ray of vermilion light pierced the fog, piercing the two ghost heads in one fell swoop. Layers of vermilion fire surged, and the two ferocious ghost heads instantly turned into ashes.
There was a slight movement on the Jiuyou Record, and Su Che opened it. It turned out that the original blue color of the page he had just flown out had turned dark, and the word "Pan Hu" written in cinnabar also had a vertical line added to it, as if It is a sharp sword that cuts down from above.
"How many evil spirits do you still have? Come and test the power of my magic sword."
Although Donghai Sword Palace is famous for being the leader in sword cultivating, it doesn't mean that they can dominate it just by saying the word "sword".
Sword cultivation refers to a cultivation system based on sword intention, introducing sword energy, nurturing sword evil, forming a sword fetus, and finally forming a system of practice. Outside of this system, whether it is Taoism, Buddhism or even Demon Sect, there are areas where sword cultivation intersects and integrates.
The magical sword used by Taoist Yujing in front of me is an unparalleled flying sword that is imitated by Xuanmen sword cultivation techniques and trained with Taoist magical powers. Although it is essentially a magical weapon, once it is used, it also has an awe-inspiring sword light and evil aura. .
The sword light just now was so fierce that Su Che couldn't see the path of the magic sword used by Taoist Yujing for a moment.
However, this man's question opened up Su Che's thinking.
How many evil spirits are there? I almost have another copy here.
Su Che did not hesitate and opened the Nine Nether Records page by page. With a surge of mana, he enlightened the evil ghosts on it page by page. In order to ensure that there were no mistakes, Mr. Su directly pointed out ten ferocious evil ghosts, each with a strange shape. , roaring incessantly.
Among them is an extremely majestic ghost, dressed in red, holding a wat board, with a green face and fangs, dressed as a judge.
He looked left and right, but then he saluted Suche with his hands clasped in fists.
"Greetings to the Lord."
This was the first time Su Che saw such a fierce ghost who had spiritual consciousness but could still be driven, and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.
"I wanted to pass on the throne to the king of Taishan Mansion, and a new master ascended the throne today."
Mr. Taishan Mansion? A new ruler takes the throne?
Su Che looked at the Nine Nether Records in his hand and wondered where the old ghost Yin Yang Dharma King had gotten this thing.
"The demons are haunting, look at my magic sword flying in the air."
Su Che couldn't help but think too much. In the mist, the vermilion sword light rolled up layers of heat waves and shot out again.
Su Che secretly screamed fiercely. Even though the magic sword had not touched his body, he felt waves of heat rising all over his body, and a wave of inflammation surged into his body along the seven orifices.
What a domineering firepower.
In the current scene, it was impossible to know where the Taoist Yu Jing was. Su Che asked himself that with Qingdi Baoyuan in hand, he could not control him for a while.
He secretly screamed in shame, and with a thought, he stepped back sharply, preparing to repeat his old trick, allowing these fierce ghosts from Jiuyoulu, Li Daitao, to stand up and bear the thunder first.
"The ghosts listen to my orders, the mountains are majestic, and their longevity is boundless."
The red-robed judge shouted loudly and waved the wat in his hand, and layers of mana emitted from his body. The remaining ghosts roared, and the mana merged with him. Under the combined force, they set off rays of light like a copper wall and an iron wall. Isolate the scarlet magic sword from the outside.
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