Now the ghost kings can probably understand why so many souls of the dead cannot be captured, and how Xuan Xin Zhengzong's weird palace came to be.
But overall, I feel pretty calm now.
When fear reaches its limit, all emotions are lost.
Just like seeing a tsunami, people will run away if they see it from a distance. But if the top of your head has been photographed, just wait quietly for death.
All the ghost kings are in this mood now.
If there was any other idea, it would be to eat alive the first evil ghost who called out someone.
But what they didn't know was that Su Qing was also in a bit of trouble at this moment.
Su Qing really had no intention of taking action.
This is the disaster of Xuanxin Zhengzong, and it is also the fate of Yan Chixia and others. He was just going to be a bystander until everything settled. But he didn't expect that these ghosts and ghosts were so keen that they found him in these mountains.
"It's fate to meet you, so it's okay to give you a ride." Su Qing twisted her fingers, and a flash of light flashed.
At this moment, Yan Chixia was still fighting bloody battles with three other ghost kings at the foot of the mountain. The Yin Qi of Dharma Light was criss-crossing and the momentum was extremely huge.
Compared with it, this group of spiritual light was as small as a candle flame.
But in the eyes of these ghost kings nearby, this candle flame is simply the most terrifying thing in the world.
Faerie power.
That represents absolute destruction and is a completely irresistible force. As long as it touches a trace, it will be annihilated in an instant.
Those lucky guys at the foot of the mountain didn't notice it, either because they were slow or not sharp enough. But the person in front of him has already returned to his original nature, to the extent that no one else can detect it, even if he kills him face to face, except for the target he is pointing at.
Su Qing was about to use his magic power when a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
"Um?"
Su Qing frowned.
With just such a movement, the ghost kings almost jumped up.
Just kill, just have a good time, why bother scaring ghosts here.
Su Qing dispersed his power and counted with his fingers.
After a moment, it suddenly dawned on me.
"So that's it." Su Qing looked at the ghosts in front of him, "You are the catastrophe of the Xuanxin Sect, but you are also related to my cause and effect. Forget it, let's end it as soon as possible, and don't worry about it anymore."
Su Qing put his hands down and closed his eyes.
The ghost kings looked at each other and were a little at a loss.
"Forty breaths." Su Qing said quietly, "I will return to the underworld in forty breaths, so I will give it up for today. If you can't leave within forty breaths, there is no need to come back."
The ghost kings were stunned for a moment, then turned and ran away.
The speed is far faster than thunder and lightning.
Yan Chixia was fighting with three other ghost kings when she suddenly felt the Yin Qi approaching. When he looked up, he saw a large group of ghost kings rushing towards him, and his heart suddenly reached his throat.
"Come together, come together, do you think I'm afraid of you!" Yan Chixia drew a talisman with blood and stood ready.
When the three ghost kings saw the ghosts roaring towards them, they became furious.
"No need for your help!"
"Didn't we agree from the beginning that Yan Chixia is ours!"
"Get out of here, or I'll turn against you!"
Amidst the angry roars of the three ghost kings, the ghost kings quickly passed by the battlefield. Yan Chixia instinctively shot out a few magic lights, but the ghost kings ignored them and just grunted when they were hit, not even bothering to look at them with their eyes.
"Run away!"
Only a relatively loyal Ghost King shouted, but it was limited to these two words. Because if I say more, I'm afraid it will affect my speed.
"What?"
"escape?"
"Who escaped?"
The Three Ghost King did not react.
When he wanted to ask again, the other ghost kings had already run away and only their shadows could be seen.
In fact, there should not even be a shadow visible.
The reason why I can still see the shadow is not that I didn't escape fast enough, but that I encountered obstacles before the gate of hell.
A huge ghost head is at the entrance of the door, blocking it tightly without leaking anything.
"Come back so soon?" The Black Mountain Ghost King bared his teeth.
As soon as he saw the ghost kings running back as if their buttocks were on fire, the ghost king of Black Mountain immediately felt at ease. Although I didn’t see anything, I didn’t need to ask anything.
I met that person, for sure.
Although it was a little strange why he allowed them to run back, he certainly couldn't get out of the way.
"It'll be good to come back. Where is my living soul?" The Black Mountain Ghost King looked very expectant.
"If you want a soul, get out of the way!"
"My soul is almost gone, how can I care about anything else."
"Brother Montenegro, open the door..."
The ghost kings were angry and anxious, but they did not become suspicious.
"What do you mean?" the Black Mountain Ghost King's face darkened, "I opened the gate of hell alone and withstood the attacks of human monks. I finally let you out, but you actually crossed the river and burned the bridge? Even if you are a ghost, you should be moral..."
"Grandma Daoyi, please open the door and make way!"
"Oh, we didn't catch any souls, not a single one."
"You can have as many souls as you want. I will compensate you when I return to the underworld. As for now, hurry up and get out of the way!!!"
"Hey? What's your attitude? You must make it clear..."
The ghost kings just want to go back quickly now, and they don't have time to settle the small accounts of soul rebirth. As long as you escape back to the underworld quickly, you won't bother to care about the living and dead souls.
As for directly speaking the word "immortal", no one has the courage to open his mouth.
Everyone is busy running for their lives, and whoever speaks out first is most likely to be targeted. They all thought that someone else could mention it and get the bastard Du Meng out of the way. But no one mentioned it, so he could only freeze.
The Black Mountain Ghost King deliberately rambled on, not in any hurry. But the ghost kings can't afford to wait, forty breaths is not long.
After a few waffling words, everyone lost patience. Everyone became anxious and stepped forward to take action.
The dark wind blows, ghosts cry and wolves howl.
He moved King Hui of Montenegro's big head, some pushing it in and some pulling it out, all in an attempt to open a way out.
"Wow, what do you bastards want to do? Not only do you want to kill me by burning down the bridge? Come on, help me quickly..." the Black Mountain Ghost King yelled.
No ghost will call people, nor will it speak indiscriminately.
It is asking for help, asking for help from Yan Chixia.
Yan Chixia heard it, but didn't understand it. The other three ghost kings also heard it, but they also didn't understand.
"What are they doing?"
The eyes of one person and three ghosts glanced over, completely confused as to what was going on.
The huge ghost head was stuck in the doorway of the ghost gate, and a dozen ghosts were tugging at it without knowing what to do.
"Help! Help!" The Black Mountain Ghost King couldn't hold on any longer.
When he opened the gate of hell before, he was able to withstand Yan Chixia's indiscriminate bombardment. But now these ghost kings can't hold on for long.
Because the door was opened before, Yan Chixia not only had to deal with it, but also suppressed the ghost gate at the same time. But now the ghost kings just go home and want to open a passage.
It started with pushing and pulling, and I could barely hold on for a few breaths. But now the big ghosts reacted and began to pull him out in unison, which made him unable to hold on.
"Don't be stunned, come and help me..." the Black Mountain Ghost King shouted.
The big ghosts who dragged him thought they were asking for help from the other three ghost kings, but they didn't take it seriously. But the next moment, Yan Chixia took action.
"Apricot wood green scales, exorcise ghosts and subjugate demons!"
The sacrifice is successful, and the fairy sword recognizes its master.
The wooden sword buzzed, suddenly unsheathed and flew out. Along with a dazzling sword light, the head of the Ghost King in front of him flew into the air.
Ghosts have no real entity. Even if they are killed, they turn into smoke or mud.
But the ghost king whose head was beheaded did fall straight to the ground. The head also moved far away and did not disappear.
"Immortal sword!!!"
The ghosts of the remaining two ghosts emerged.
Only the legendary immortal weapons can cut off souls like murderers.
The two ghost kings turned around and ran towards the ghost gate.
They may not be afraid of just a sword. But if there is something else, it would be different.
Immortal weapons only exist in legends and have never been confirmed before. Now that it suddenly appears in Yan Chixia's hands, it means that there is likely to be an immortal.
Thinking of the behavior of other ghost kings running for their lives, no one could guess that there was a terrible threat.
"Where to escape!"
Yan Chixia now has the fairy sword in her hand, how can she allow these ghosts to escape.
He immediately pursued him with his sword.
A pair of eyes revealed their murderous intent, and the first thing they targeted was Montenegro.
This ghost king is so bad.
He has been standing guard in front of the ghost gate, and his eyes are so weird. He is an alien among ghosts and monsters, and he must be the enemy of the human race. No matter what conspiracy is being hatched, it is right to kill it first.
"Suffer death!"
The Ghost King of Black Mountain saw Yan Chixia approaching fiercely, and the fairy sword even sent chills down his back.
The attack just now was neither light nor heavy, and it was difficult for my body to withstand the fairy sword.
"I'm an undercover agent, don't accidentally hurt me!"
The Black Mountain Ghost King revealed himself.
…
He is unknown in the world, making achievements in silence, and forgetting himself while walking. Jigong seeks victory, not for his own selfish reasons. However, we are friends and enemies, and we are fighting each other. Our heartache is indescribable, and it is a great sorrow.
"between"
