"What did Grandpa Shenlong find?" Ma Xiaofeng saw Shenlong staring deep into the tunnel without saying a word.
"You want to go in?" Shenlong asked with his huge eyes narrowed.
"No, I just came out of it."
When Shenlong heard that he had just come out of it, he didn't care about its majesty and cursed: "What kind of brain do you have! How dare you break into a place like this?"
Ma Xiaofeng was stunned by Shenlong's scolding. Where? Isn't this a very gloomy place? What dangers are there to your own strength?
"I…"
Just as he was about to explain, Shenlong responded with another slap in the face: "...What are you still doing? Why don't you leave quickly and wait for your sister to collect the body for you?"
Ma Xiaofeng felt wronged by Shenlong's scolding, so he pulled Gong Qiang and ran towards the door.
At this time, Gong Qiang was confused. What did he see? A bunch of bad guys! A dragon that can export the essence of the country! Is the world crazy? Or you are crazy!
Shenlong did not disappear. He stared at the tunnel with a solemn expression, for fear that Zhou Sheng would take action against them.
Seeing that Shenlong had no intention of coming in, Zhou Sheng also showed a smile.
"What did the boss find again?" Liao Chen was puzzled.
"Interesting, there are still dragons alive in China?"
"What dragon?"
"A golden dragon, it sensed my presence." Zhou Sheng explained.
"Golden dragon? The dragon of the Ma family!" Liao Chen was shocked.
"Oh? Do you know him?" Zhou Sheng looked at Chen curiously.
"The Ma family is the Taoist and Buddhist Association, one of the ten elders of the Taoist sect, and together with the Mao family, they are called South Mao and Bei Ma."
"These two families are extremely mysterious in the entire Taoist sect. I heard that there is only one person left in the Mao family, but he is firmly seated as an elder. The main reason is that the Mao family has weird Taoism and has endless Taoist techniques."
"Although the Ma family is worse than the Mao family, they only have two heirs. My sister Ma Xiaoling is invincible at her level. Even the heirs of the Mao family are ashamed."
"Brother, you have to be careful. The Ma family is not easy to mess with, especially that dragon!" Liao Chen said worriedly.
"It's okay, that dragon didn't bother me. It should have dissipated by now!"
Indeed, after Shenlong sensed that Ma Xiaofeng had left the underground laboratory, it began to dissipate, and a wishing star fell to the ground and burned directly.
Ma Xiaofeng was still confused when he saw Gong Qiang. He didn't explain anything. After all, there was nothing to explain to someone who immediately forgot.
He cast a spell, and a stream of Qingxuan Qi was sucked into Gong Qiang's body, and then Gong Qiang passed out.
He placed the pamphlet on Gong Qiang's chest, left another note and left.
The Forgetting Spell can forget everything in a day, and he will understand it when he wakes up and sees this note.
But what he didn't notice was that after he left, the shadow of a unicorn ferocious beast appeared in Gong Qiang's body, swallowing the Qingxuan Qi into his belly.
In the underground testing base, Zhou Sheng and Liao Chen had already reached the depths. This was the core of the Yin Land and where the Ghost King was.
"Hahaha!" A burst of laughter came from everywhere, and a man wearing a Japanese military uniform with a sword on his waist stepped forward.
His whole body was wrapped in red ghost energy, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes: "Chinese people, you are the first group of people to come here in the past hundred years."
Liao Chen and Zhou Sheng looked relaxed. They didn't care about this ghost who died in vain, and how could they care about a fierce ghost who had not even developed a clitoris after hundreds of years of practice.
"Chinese people, when you led your troops to attack us, we had to activate the Onmyoji's methods as a last resort. Now that you are here, it means that all the Onmyoji's formations have been broken by you."
The Japanese kid laughed loudly: "I will definitely lead the glory of His Majesty the Ghost Emperor to your China again."
"You little fierce ghost still dares to speak so brazenly and wants to dominate China even when he can't break through the formation. I'm afraid you Japanese are not pretending to be shit!" Liao Chen sneered.
"Baga!" The Japanese kid shouted: "How do you know the methods of Master Onmyoji? Can you break through the Blood Demon Array?"
"Blood Demonic Array?" Liao Chen was confused. He didn't see any Blood Demonic Array when he came in just now.
When the Japanese kid saw Chen's expression, he thought to himself: "No wonder you guys can get here so easily. It seems that Master Onmyoji's Blood Demon Array can't resist the loss of time."
"Stop talking nonsense, put down your weapons and surrender directly. My brother will spare your life!" Liao Chen directly carried Zhou Shenglai out beside him.
"Baga! The ghost emperor's warriors can only die in battle, not surrender." The Japanese kid pressed his hand on the sword, and the ghost energy on his body instantly turned into reality.
Zhou Sheng didn't speak before, but after seeing the sword, his eyes showed a hint of surprise: "Demon sword!"
"Brother, don't take action for now, let me deal with this Japanese brat!"
Liao Chen was also carried away by the blood and was covered in a golden body. He punched the Japanese kid on the head.
"Wait..." Before Zhou Sheng could finish his words, he saw the Japanese kid raise his eyes, and the red light in his eyes solidified into a stream of light.
When he appeared, Yi had already emerged and stood behind Chen Chen, still maintaining the posture of touching the sword with one hand, but the blood-red sword was pushed into the scabbard little by little.
Liao Chen's body floating in mid-air was still different. In an instant, three blades condensed with ghost energy appeared on his chest, bursting out with incomparable power that even his golden body could not maintain.
Zhou Sheng jumped out, passed through the Japanese kid, and rescued Liao Chen. A ghostly energy shattered the three ghost blades on him.
The sound of thunder exploded from the sky and reached the underground laboratory.
Zhou Sheng put the dust on the ground. Without the continuous erosion of the ghost blade, his spiritual energy could better repair himself.
"Brother..." Liao Chen was too weak and wanted to say something, but Zhou Sheng signaled that he knew.
He asked the Japanese kid, "Are you a demon sword?"
The Japanese kid said proudly: "This sword belongs to the third generation of ghost swords. I was personally awarded it by His Majesty the Ghost Emperor before I left. I only saw that it was refined from the level of the demon sword."
Zhou Sheng's face looked a little solemn. You must know that weapons are divided into mortal weapons, magic weapons, treasure weapons, demon weapons, magic weapons, heavenly weapons, and treasures. The Bagua Mirror in his hand is a treasure, and the fragments of the Kunlun Mirror are treasures. This Ghost Tool has been refined into a demon weapon, and a weapon spirit has been born.
There used to be a guy in the Eighteenth Level of Hell who also had a demon weapon in his hand. He usually loved him very much and wouldn't let anyone touch him.
Within a few days of arriving in the human world, I met a Taoist man with a treasure and a fierce ghost with a demon weapon. The world is really so rich, why didn't I notice it before?
"Chinese people, leave your name behind. I will not leave any nameless people under my sword." said the Japanese kid.
"Remember, my name is Zhou Sheng." Zhou Sheng threw out the Bagua mirror, which spun in mid-air, and a curtain of light covered the two of them.
Zhou Sheng felt that the mirror world created by using the spiritual energy of heaven and earth he had just absorbed could accommodate about 30% of his strength.
"Chinese, what are you doing?" The Japanese kid looked at the surrounding environment that was incompatible with the real world and asked in confusion.
