The rich ghost qi turned into a pure aura and wandered in the body, moisturizing the dried muscles and veins. Zhang Chen took a deep breath, showed a bright smile, and looked ahead.

The entire unfinished building was wrapped in a layer of wriggling thick black, and there was a small figure standing on the edge of the roof, just like the menace of Moon River in his eyes, small, like a gust of wind that could blow it down, but the value of this person was extremely high.

"If you run, you still have a chance to survive, and now, there is only one way to die. ”

"Death?" Yuehe, who was standing on the top of the building, looked down at Zhang Chen, his face full of coldness: "I admit that I am indeed not your opponent in the Xu family, but this is my home field." ”

Yuehe slowly raised his palms, and the darkness that lingered in the building escaped, turning into a series of ancient soldiers wearing ancient armor and holding various cold weapons, and Yuelong was their general.

With a snap of his fingers, Yuehe pointed at Zhang Chen, and the moment the word 'kill' came out of his mouth, the ghost soldiers on the ground rose up and rushed towards Zhang Chen.

The swords are contending, the ghost is vast, and the smoke and dust are filled, as if tens of thousands of soldiers in ancient times charged. Zhang Chen stood at the door, his hands behind his back, and walked towards them step by step. Whenever an attack fell on him, the ghost soldiers who attacked him would become uncontrollable, and they would turn back into a cloud of ghost qi that was absorbed by Zhang Chen, and even the unjust souls that formed the key to the ghost soldiers became the purest nutrients and returned to Zhang Chen's body.

Soon, all the ghost soldiers around him disappeared, leaving only the moon dragon engraved all over his body by spells. Zhang Chen grabbed his neck, and the moon dragon immediately lost his resistance, his limbs were limpable, and he naturally hung in the air, and the black runes submerged into Zhang Chen's palm.

Yuehe on the roof of the building did not feel the slightest distress, and even had a hint of joy.

"It's really a perfect puppet body, absorb it to your heart's content, I'll give you as much as you want, I'm afraid you won't suck it. ”

"Monk puppet, it seems that only the sect master can control it in the sect, that is the supreme glory. Now, this glory is also going to have my share, absorb it, absorb it to your heart's content. ”

Dark clouds drifted in from afar, obscuring the bright moon and making the construction site even darker. Yuehe's palms on the top of the building kept raising and putting down, and one by one ghost soldiers with the soul as the core were born, rushing towards Zhang Chen one after another, and soon, the gate of the construction site became a sea of ghosts. Tens of thousands of ghost soldiers drowned Zhang Chen.

"Huh, I finally hollowed out the souls in the magic weapon, but it's a pity, it's worth it to be able to exchange for a monk puppet! ”

A few minutes later, when the last goblin dissipated, the dark clouds were also blown away by the wind, and the moonlight fell on the ground again, and the sluggish Moon River contrasted sharply with the bright smile on Zhang Chen's face.

"Is there anything else? Not enough. ”

Not enough! Yuehe is like a lynx with its tail stepped on, jumping up all of a sudden, revealing its fierce appearance.

"Dare to play with me, go die. ”

He roared, and the sect magic weapon in his hand shook wildly in the air, and the black mist attached to the building, the surface, and the cracks in the ground all condensed together, turning into a huge black gas, carrying the aura that covered the sky and the sun, and pressed towards Zhang Chen.

Seeing the figure disappear into the darkness once more, Yuehe breathed a sigh of relief.

When Zhang Chen appeared from the encirclement of thousands of unjust souls just now, and he was intact, he was really taken aback. In that case, if it was him or his master, even if it was an elder of the sect, it would be impossible to be unscathed, but Zhang Chen did it.

"It's really evil, which sect is this person from. ”

"If you are a ghost cultivator and still talk about other people's evil sects, you are not afraid of being laughed at when you say it. ”

The sudden sound behind him startled Yuehe, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the door of the construction site, and the condensed ghost qi had disappeared, and Zhang Chen's figure was not seen, that is, the person behind him was him.

Boom~

Yuehe, who swallowed his saliva, slowly turned around, and saw Zhang Chen standing quietly behind him, the whole person looked exactly the same as the one he had seen in the morning, and he was not disturbed by the huge ghost qi at all.

"You.... Who the hell are you?"

"Is that all you have? If that's all, you're no longer useful. ”

The moon river was like a fish in his throat, and he couldn't say a word. His eyes were fixed on this indifferent man, but on the other party's face and eyes, he couldn't see any mood fluctuations at all, as if he didn't exist.

"You'll regret it. ”

Yuehe put down a cruel word, retreated back, and fell off the tall building.

Half a minute later, a muffled sound came from downstairs, and Zhang Chen shook his head and sighed. Who the hell regrets this? Do you think you'll be fine if you're dead? You ghost cultivators.....

Before he could finish thinking about it, the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile again, and the next moment, a sky-high black aura diffused from downstairs, and Yuehe's soul body was also mixed in it.

"That's right, against me, you should show the biggest hole card. ”

"You will regret it. ”

The moon river of the soul body was a little transparent, and the magic weapons of the sect of the ghost sect rotated with his body, and one after another finger prints were made, and his body turned into blood and water and went deep into the soil, along with the bones.

This is the self-sacrificing technique of the ghost gate, and their physical bodies are dispensable when they major in souls, so they create this kind of magic to sacrifice their bodies in exchange for great power. Yuehe didn't use this power to retaliate against Zhang Chen, but chose to activate the ghost gate!

The reason why his sect is called the Ghost Gate is because the disciples in the sect can open a door to another space and find their own opportunities in it. Puppets, possessed ghosts, and even the kind of cherished spirit essence that soars by day after eating it can be obtained.

The sky-high ghost aura spread to both sides, and soon turned into a black gate carved with ancient patterns, and there were lifelike Rakshasa Shura reliefs on the door frames on both sides.

"Yuehe, the second-generation disciple of the Ghost Gate, took his own essence and blood as a guide, and asked the ghosts and gods to knock on the door and let the ancient gods and demons come down and enjoy the blood food of this country. ”

"If you don't have enough essence blood, you still need half of your soul power. The Rakshasa relief on the left speaks.

"Take it. ”

In order to completely solve Zhang Chen, Yuehe really made a bloody investment, using the self-sacrifice technique in exchange for strength to open the ghost gate, and also sacrificed half of his soul power, if he couldn't occupy Zhang Chen's body afterwards, he would lose blood!

But he doesn't care about this, as long as he can survive, people are still alive, there is everything, people are dead, there is nothing.

White soul points of light escaped from Yuehe's body, and his soul body became more transparent.

Click!

The rakshasa who absorbed the soul power pushed open a gap in the door of the ghost gate, and in an instant, the entire construction site was full of clouds. Zhang Chen's eyes flickered, stepped on the void, and walked towards the ghost gate step by step.

"Mortals stop, go further, die!" Shura and Rakshasa jumped out of the relief, their weapons pointed directly at Zhang Chen.