He patted his head hard, looked around, and saw Zhu Miaoying beside him with tears in her eyes, extremely worried about her safety. He felt warm in his heart, held Zhu Miaoying in his arms, and said softly: "Miaoying, Miaoying, I didn’t expect that this time my soul passed into the netherworld, and the two of us would be able to reunite in the upper world again, it’s really God’s blessing.”
Zhu Miaoying was stunned for a moment, recalling everything she had just experienced, as if she had had a big dream. Bull heads, horse faces, black and white ghosts, and all kinds of green-faced and fanged ghosts appeared in her mind one by one, and she said in surprise: "Those... ... Are those real? Aren't I dreaming? Then... where are we now? "
Zhao Qingsong laughed, and with Zhu Miaoying's help, he stood up reluctantly, and said: "Of course it's not a dream, hey... right now? We are in the ground at the foot of Mount Hengshan. Since Bai Hanlu can move the two of us here, , the two of us can naturally go out, let's go, let's go out!" Zhao Qingsong took Zhu Miaoying, and the two of them walked in the same direction, half hugging and half holding each other.
"But...but it's dark here, where should we go to get out?" Zhu Miaoying asked in confusion.
"Ying, don't be afraid. I have obtained the magical power of Emperor Song. In my eyes, the world is always bright and there is no darkness." Zhao Qingsong had already clearly seen the surrounding environment and led Zhu Miaoying towards the exit with great confidence. go.
After turning a corner, the two of them walked into a stone cave filled with stalactites. Countless water droplets dripped from the stalactites and slowly gathered under their feet to form a stream that flowed outside the cave.
The two of them waded through the water and meandered forward for about half an hour. After passing through several narrow passages that they could barely pass sideways, their eyes suddenly brightened!
The two finally walked out of the dark underground stalactite cave.
Zhu Miaoying had just walked out of the darkness, her eyes were unbearably painful from the strong light, and she closed her eyes. After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes, and then she slowly saw the surrounding environment clearly.
I saw a small stream flowing out from under the rocks next to it. It was surrounded by dense vegetation, towering trees, and the sounds of animals. Countless pretty peaks stood in the distance.
This seems to be a rarely visited valley in Hengshan Mountain.
Before she could say anything to Zhao Qingsong, she suddenly heard a tearing sound like cracking brocade from the large moss-covered bluestone beside her.
The two people looked sideways and saw a strangely large crack appearing on the moss-covered bluestone. A long knife with rising purple energy suddenly penetrated from the crack and stabbed straight at the two of them!
Zhao Qingsong was startled, stretched out his hand to push Zhu Miaoying away, turned around to avoid the strike of the purple sword, and shouted in a deep voice: "Feng Tengqi? You are really haunted!"
The purple knife turned around and cut the crack up and down, making the crack wider. A lean middle-aged man in his thirties stepped out of the crack!
"Zhao Qingsong, Zhu Miaoying, I told you, you can't escape from the palm of my hand!" Feng Tengqi glared at the two of them with a ferocious smile on his face.
This was the first time that Zhao Qingsong saw the true appearance of Feng Tengqi. At this glance, he couldn't help but take a breath of air.
I saw that Feng Tengqi's body was withered, like a dead tree, with yellow skin and a long face like a donkey.
There's nothing wrong with this appearance. The weirdest thing is that a long, black, rugged horn emerged from the center of Feng Tengqi's forehead, just like all kinds of evil spirits in the underworld. It looks very scary!
This ghost horn is crooked and weird, making people feel creepy at first sight. Moreover, this strange horn ripped open the skin on Feng Tengqi's forehead, and traces of blood flowed from the wound, making it even more obvious. Feng Tengqi's whole person is extremely strange and inexplicable!
"Feng Tengqi, you're done, aren't you?" Zhao Qingsong's mind was racing, trying to come up with a good idea to resolve the crisis in the desperate situation before him.
"Stop talking nonsense and kill me!" Feng Tengqi flew up and struck Zhao Qingsong with his sword.
Although Zhao Qingsong is defenseless right now, he will never sit back and wait to be killed!
He flew up and kicked Feng Tengqi directly in the abdomen!
What surprised Zhao Qingsong was that with a muffled sound, his casual kick actually hit Feng Tengqi's abdomen firmly!
Feng Tengqi was kicked back by Zhao Qingsong faster than he jumped over, and he hit hard on the big bluestone behind him that had returned to normal. A large piece of moss on the big bluestone was wiped off, and he was hit half hard again. Kneel on the ground!
This blow could have such an effect, Zhao Qingsong couldn't help but be stunned for a moment!
Zhao Qingsong was deeply impressed by Feng Tengqi's powerful magical power and the immense power of his every move.
Zhao Qingsong's kick was originally just a feint, but after the kick, he also prepared various changes to deal with Feng Tengqi's superb sword skills.
Unexpectedly, a simple false kick hit Feng Tengqi firmly in the stomach.
This is really strange!
Feng Tengqi leaned on the ground with his knife, the corner of his mouth trembled, and a trace of blood flowed from his mouth.
Zhao Qingsong was startled again when he saw this. According to the strength of his kick, even a wooden stick as thick as a bowl of sea would have to be broken into two pieces. How come Feng Tengqi didn't even have a bone after receiving this kick? Break? Just a little bit of blood from the corner of your mouth?
This Feng Tengqi has such a hard body!
Before Zhao Qingsong could think about anything else, purple light flashed on Zi Yingying's Zhaogui Saber, and traces of black energy suddenly emerged from Zhao Qingsong's body and burrowed into the purple Zhaogui Saber.
Zhao Qingsong felt his vision blurred for a while, and the stabbing pain in his mind struck again!
"Ah~~What did you do? Feng Tengqi, you despicable villain, you can't afford to do a sneak attack~..." Zhao Qingsong couldn't stand firmly and fell to the sky.
Zhu Miaoying, who fell to the side, rushed over, supported Zhao Qingsong, and asked extremely worriedly: "Song, are you okay?"
Zhao Qingsong barely stood firm. He felt that the world in front of him was getting bigger and smaller, and everything turned into double images. He was shocked to realize that something was wrong. He shook his head and wiped his eyes hard, trying to regain his vision. .
Feng Tengqi stood up slowly and showed a ferocious smile. He opened his teeth filled with red blood and spit out one word: "Disease!"
The purple ghost sword in his hand was thrust into the sandy ground, and it penetrated half a foot into the ground silently!
As soon as the Ghost Sword was inserted into the ground, the scene in front of Zhao Qingsong and Zhu Miaoying changed drastically!
Zhu Miaoying felt that two people suddenly appeared in front of her.
She looked carefully and saw that one of the two people in front of her was wearing a black gauze winged crown and a twelve regiments of dragons and twelve chapters. It was her father who she had only met a few times, and the other Wearing gold emeralds on her head and palace clothes, she is a beautiful woman who looks exactly like herself. If she is not her mother, who is she?
Zhu Miaoying didn't feel much when she met her father, because she only saw him from a distance a few times, and each time the time was extremely short, and she didn't even say a word. But when she met her mother, she couldn't bear it anymore. , cried out with a cry of 'Wow'.
Zhao Qingsong felt his eyes brighten for a while, and an extremely beautiful woman slowly became clear in his retina.
But this time was different from before. The image of the woman in front of him had not yet been completely fixed. The magic eyes on his forehead appeared automatically. He opened them and a yellow light shot out from the eyes, illuminating the figure who was slowly moving. On the woman who slowly becomes clear!
As soon as the yellow light swept away, a burst of shadows twisted and deformed, and everything instantly returned to its original appearance. The beautiful woman who was slowly raising her jade hand suddenly turned into Feng Tengqi, who was slowly raising the knife.
As soon as the magic eye appeared, Zhao Qingsong regained consciousness instantly. He saw that Feng Tengqi had raised the purple ghost sword above his head and was about to strike at his head. He couldn't help but shouted angrily: "What a thief! you……"
Before Zhao Qingsong finished cursing, Feng Tengqi's body shone with light, and eight Feng Tengqi holding purple ghost-lighting swords appeared in all directions at the same time, surrounding Zhu Miaoying and Zhao Qingsong in the center. !
“No, it’s all directions that are seeing ghosts!!!”
