Suddenly, a bloody light flashed, manifesting the figure of the Ghost King. He came to Taoist Qingxu, his eyes narrowed, "Who are you? How dare you kill my subordinates, the Scarlet-blooded Ghost King!" His words were full of anger and anger. A fierce murderous intention.
"You have no right to know my name!" Faced with the Ghost King's question, Taoist Qingxu didn't even look at it. With a slight move, a sword with flashing green light and unparalleled sharpness returned to his hand.
"Tell me! Where did you come from? Are there any other ghost kings around here? If you tell me frankly, I can give you a whole body, otherwise..." Taoist Qingxu's eyes were light, The anger in his heart has subsided. Although he does not take this ghost king seriously, for ordinary monks, the ghost king is equivalent to the real Yuanying in the world of immortality, which is difficult for ordinary people to deal with.
And above the Ghost King, there is the Ghost Emperor, who is a powerful person in the Yuanshen realm, which is rare even in the underworld.
"Niubi, you are seeking death!"
The blood in the red-blooded ghost king's eyes was darker. He stretched out his palm and spread his fingers. A deep blood light flew out and turned into a ten-foot-long ghost-headed sword in mid-air. There were mysterious black runes on it. There was a kind of The smell of blood and murderousness.
"The Yinsha Divine Sword!"
The ghost-headed sword slashed down in the air, its momentum overwhelming the sky, stirring up the black clouds in the sky, making it unstoppable. In an instant, it seemed to give people a domineering pressure that split the sky.
Facing this move, Taoist Qingxu didn't even look at it. He stretched out his finger and flicked the magic sword lightly.
"Buzz!"
In the air, there was another sword roar.
At the beginning of the sound of the sword, it was as thin as a gossamer and not yet audible. After a moment, the sound became louder, like the silver screen suddenly rising, and the iron cavalry rushed forward. At the end, the sky thunder exploded, and the thunderbolt shook the sky, shaking all directions.
Immediately, after the ghost-headed sword touched the sword energy, it was like snow meeting the scorching sun. The ghost energy on the sword was instantly melted, and the dark runes were cut off.
"Crack!"
The ghost-headed sword was broken from the middle, and was eliminated by the sword energy.
Taoist Qingxu's face was calm, but his words were full of cold murderous intent, "I ask again, where are you from? Are there any other ghost kings or ghost emperors around here?"
"Impossible!" The red-blooded ghost king's eyes widened, and the blood in his eyes became darker. He couldn't believe that the ghost sword magic weapon he had been practicing for hundreds of years was so vulnerable.
"Kill!" Hearing Taoist Qingxu's voice again, the Scarlet-blooded Ghost King did not answer but told his answer with actions. The ghost energy around him surged, and his claws became extremely huge, and he directly grabbed Taoist Qingxu.
"Seeking death!" Seeing this scene, Taoist Qingxu uttered two words, and then, a golden sword energy rose into the sky, shocking everyone.
But how can the claws of the Ghost King compare to the sharpness of the Taoist magic sword? Before he could react, his extraordinary hard body was chopped into two pieces like tofu.
Taoist Qingxu frowned, stretched out his hand, and flew out a blood-red bead from the body of the Crimson Blood Ghost King. This was the ghost elixir of the Ghost King, and his soul was hidden within it.
Taoist Qingxu had just taken action and deliberately avoided the ghost pill. But in the ghost pill, the red-blooded ghost king was still congratulating himself for escaping. Little did he know that this was done deliberately in order to keep him. Divine soul.
The moment you get the Ghost Pill, the Soul Searching Technique is activated!
"ah!"
No matter how the Red Blood Ghost King wails, his soul is sealed in the ghost elixir and he cannot even escape. After searching all his memories, Taoist Qingxu stepped on the magic sword with one move and disappeared into a sword light.
After he left, the dark mountain peak collapsed instantly, and the blood pool inside was also eliminated. A flash of sword light passed by, annihilating the space in an instant.
In the void, Taoist Qingxu threw the ghost pill into the storage ring and frowned, "Is this the Ghost King? It is indeed vulnerable. I have sent a message to the sect, and the sect's Yuanying Zhenren is enough to deal with them. Now that it’s over, I’ll fight my way through and take a trip to the border. There is an ancient battlefield there, and there must be ghost cultivators at the Ghost Emperor level. I hope I can find an opportunity to step into the Yuan Shen this time!”
In the past few months, he had killed countless demons and monsters, but in the end he was still stuck in the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, unable to make any progress. Therefore, he wanted to fight with the Ghost Emperor in order to achieve a breakthrough.
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Imperial City, Yangxin Hall.
The old emperor was sitting on a chair, with a pile of memorials that had just been reviewed placed on the desk. Later, the chamberlain Cao Yuchen brought in another batch, but the old emperor was still in high spirits, writing quickly, and showed no sign of fatigue.
Seeing this scene, the chief steward Cao Yuchen who was standing by was a little surprised. In recent days, His Majesty seems to be getting younger and younger. In the past, he only criticized the memorials that were handed over to the cabinet for processing and stopped interfering with them.
Unexpectedly, he actually handled political affairs personally in the past few days, and dealt with several corrupt officials in succession, which made the officials from other countries on tenterhooks.
However, why was His Majesty so weak before that he even asked them to recite the red poem and then mark it on his behalf? Why is it that his body and bones are now better than before?
Is it a flashback?
Suddenly, this word flashed through Cao Yuchen's mind, which frightened him. He hurriedly lowered his head to hide his inner fear. If that was really the case...
On the document, Emperor Shenwu was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, with a ruddy and healthy face, and a pair of bright and energetic eyes. At this moment, he was holding a memorial, with a cold look in his eyes.
"It took three months to eradicate this chaos of demons and ghosts. Those two guys are really capable! Hmph!" Even though Emperor Shenwu was in a good mood, he was still angry by the contents of this letter.
Three months have passed since the local government reported the demon and ghost chaos. Not long ago, the imperial court sent a report to report that the demon and ghost chaos had been quelled. However, the three divisions joined forces and were unable to find out the source of the chaos.
In the eyes of Emperor Shenwu, they were holding each other back, which led to this situation. How could they not be angry?
"Your Majesty, please calm down. It's not worth getting so angry over this matter." Beside him, Cao Yuchen came back to his senses and quickly stepped forward to hand over a cup of warm tea. The old emperor took it and took a sip, and the anger in his heart faded slightly. go.
"I'm telling you to tell those two guys to study at home for three days. Don't just focus on bad things all day long!"
"Slave obeys the order!"
Putting down the tea cup, the old emperor continued to review the memorials for a hundred years, and did not finish handling the government affairs in his hands until the sun set. Although he had not dealt with political affairs for a long time, he did not feel unfamiliar at all in handling political affairs. On the contrary, he handled them with ease and extremely fluently.
He stood up from the chair, stretched his waist, and frowned as he felt the fatigue in his body. He hadn't moved his muscles for a long time.
"Lao Cao, how many months is it now?"
Cao Yuchen quickly replied: "Your Majesty, it's September 20th now."
The old emperor squeezed his stiff palms and suddenly said: "I haven't left the palace for many years. I'm sending an order to organize a Qianqiu Hunting in half a month. This matter will be left to the Ministry of Rites and the Supervisor of Rites to prepare."
Cao Yuchen quickly lowered his body and said, "I understand."
