The density of this river is unevenly distributed, the upper layer is no different from ordinary water, the middle layer is dense, like liquid glue, if I hadn't carried the Shennong sword before, I am afraid that I would have stopped under the middle layer. The density of the river bottom is between the upper and middle layers, and the resistance is greater, but walking is not a problem.

My hearing is better, and I don't have to look back to see how far away the ghosts are from me. After a few minutes of chase, the invisible pressure gradually developed, and I knew that they were about to catch up with me without listening carefully, so I was so anxious that I tried my best on the river sand, and performed the ugliest swimming posture* style, using my hands and feet together, and climbed out of the dense middle level, and through the crimson water curtain, I could see the curved bridge above. At this time, I saw that my feet were intact, and I was really surprised, "When did my regeneration ability become so strong? Most of those little ghosts are stranded in the middle of the river, and only a small part of them are infinitely powerful, twisting their waists and tails like fishes and rushing to the surface.

I hurriedly changed to breaststroke, and after a few breaths I put my head out of the water, and as soon as I surfaced, my ears could clearly hear the ghost-inducing tune, and the singer was standing by the bridge with a willow leaf in his mouth, his hands gently straightened, and his face was blowing expressionlessly. I pointed at her and scolded: "Grandma is a bear, what kind of food are you blowing! If you have a kind, you will come down and give me a!" Meng Po smiled faintly and said, "If you come up, I will blow it for you." ”

"Really?" I suspected, "I'm naked, I'm too embarrassed to come up, you throw down a piece of clothing first, and when I'm ready, I'll go up and let you blow it." Meng Po covered her mouth and smiled, and threw down the willow leaves, which fluttered and unfolded in the wind, turning into a men's dress of the same color as the clothes worn by Meng Po. I touched and tugged, and saw that the gray of this dress revealed a vague cyan, and thousands of slender willow leaves were embroidered on it. I shouted: "You use the leaves to change clothes, and I will go up later, and you change the clothes back again, I am not smooth?" Meng Po put away her smiling face, her face was cold, and she said angrily: "Kindness is like a donkey's liver and lungs, there is a kind of you don't come up for the rest of your life!"

A few tall and strong green-headed ghosts floated a few meters behind me, their eyes glazed over, without the guidance of the tune, they all lost their purpose, stupidly you look at me, I look at you. I was afraid that Meng Po would really take back the willow leaves and drive the little ghost to chase and kill me again, so I hurriedly laughed and said: "Where is it, I'm joking, but the river bank is so high, I can't go up!"

Meng Po nodded and said, "Well, you get dressed first, I'll help you!" I got dressed as I said, Meng Po stretched out her mahogany crutches and pointed them in my direction, the head of the crutches was like a swimming snake, bent left and right, and when she approached me, she split into two, wrapped around a big circle, and tightly wrapped around my sexy lower abdomen. "Hold on!" Meng Po snorted, swiped her left hand a few times, and pointed it on the crutch, the crutch flashed purple light, and quickly shortened. Meng Po pretended to be relaxed, holding the cane with only one hand, and I could feel that her right hand was trembling slightly, and it was still a little difficult for her to bear the weight of a person with one hand. I laughed secretly, this Meng Po is very weak, if it is not compared to the spell, Meng Po probably can't let me go. If two people push each other, it is estimated that I pushed her down, uh, this idea is so evil......

"How?" asked Meng Po with a smile as she put away the peachwood cane that had circled me. I hugged my fists and said: "Admire and admire, my mother-in-law's magic power is endless, the changes are endless, Xiaosheng is beyond the reach of the dust, yearning, before it was really arrogant, watching the sky at the bottom of the well......"

Meng Po smiled: "The idiom is good, I see that you are a little clever, it's a pity to die, I ask you, do you want to live?" I didn't understand for a while, nodded dumbly, and said, "Yes!" Meng Po said: "If you want to, turn around!" I scratched my scalp and said suspiciously: "You can live if you turn around?" The ass was literally kicked. I screamed like a rocket on fire, and flew into the sky in an extremely embarrassed posture.

Whining in my ears, I heard a ghostly cry below: "Look, shooting star!" When I woke up, it was already dark, gray, and I could barely see things within two meters, a little brighter than the night on earth. That kick sent me flying to another place, and I was lucky not to fall to my death. I hadn't taken two steps before I heard an angry cry: "Who are you who dare to trespass into the Hall of Equality?" "Who?" I asked in horror and stopped.

No one answered, and after a while, the loud baritone voice sounded again: "Judge Cui, light the lamp!" The sky suddenly brightened, so that I could see clearly the person who was scolding me, he was sitting on the altar throne in front of me, although he was sitting, he was more than ten times larger than ordinary people, I slightly estimated the width of his body, it was more than three zhang long, he was wearing dark blue armor, his long hair was naturally turned back to his head, and he was fluffy and hung down over his shoulders. When he saw me looking at him curiously, his eyes widened angrily, and he said in a loud voice: "Who are you, why don't you kneel when you see this king?" I was shocked by him and my blood was churning, my ears were buzzing, my feet were weak, and I knelt on the ground, so I had to bow my head and say: "The villain has eyes but no beads, and he doesn't recognize the king, so I beg the king to open the net and forgive the little one!"

As I spoke, I glanced at the corner of my eye, and saw a row of imps standing in a row on both sides, holding swords, guns, swords, halberds, and a faint green light on their bodies, but their momentum was completely overshadowed by the big ghosts sitting above, so I didn't notice them just now. The Ghost King spoke: "Look at your breath, it's not from my underworld, let's say, how did you get in?" I didn't dare to hide anything, and replied honestly: "I am a disciple of the Xueyun Sect, because I accidentally destroyed the Spirit Gathering Array, the Sect Master cast a spell to trap the villain with the Prison Immortal Array. The villain hit by mistake and broke her formation, so she fell here. I hunched over and held my breath, and read softly in my mouth: "Shennong Sword, Shennong Sword......"

"Prison Immortal Array?" the ghost king read it again, and suddenly shouted: "This kid is lying, come here, pull him to the oil pot!" Black and white impermanence flashed next to him, and he came to lock me with an abacus and iron chain. I knew that I was going to die, and hurriedly shouted: "Out!" Black and white impermanence was stunned and looked at me suspiciously. At this moment, the Shennong Sword had flown out of my ears rapidly, and I immediately recited: "Imperial Sword Technique!" Pointing to the Divine Sword, the mouth recited the mantra of the Imperial Sword, the Shennong Sword has no wind and grows to more than five zhang long, more than one zhang wide, the quaint sword spine with the cold and shining blade, coupled with the huge volume, releases a breathtaking breath. The breath pressed all the ghosts to retreat, and the ghost king also changed color slightly, but he only took a step back and cast his mana to resist, and slapped the Shennong Sword in mid-air with a palm of his right hand.

This trick of the sword is what I learned temporarily, there is a record in the "Heavenly Remnant Sword Spectrum", I only read it once, memorized the spell, it can be said that the outside is strong and the middle is dry, and the gesture is in accordance with the fake Meng Rou's sword gesture in the 'Prison Immortal Array', according to the cat and the tiger, I don't know what to do next. Since I can make the Excalibur bigger and levitate, I should have been able to order it to stab the monster, but I reacted half a beat slower, and as soon as I shouted "Hurry!", the Ghost King's overwhelming Taishan Zhigang palm had already been volleyed out, and the strange palm power actually formed a substance, turning into a gray-white handprint, which quickly enlarged in the air and smashed into the Shennong Sword. The ghost king is the ghost king, the palm force is cut on the blade of the sword, and the tip of the sword is easily turned, and the blue light emitted by the Shennong sword instantly dimmed a little, shortened to two zhang long, and the momentum was greatly reduced.

"Haha, but that's it!" The ghost king laughed wildly, turned his palm into a claw, and a powerful suction force was generated out of thin air, and suddenly the sand and stones flew wildly, this suction force was not only aimed at me, all the weapons of the little ghost were sucked by him, and the Shennong sword could not resist the enemy, broke free from my control, and flew towards the ghost king.

"Bang, bang, bang......" The ghost king waved with one hand, fanned off the weapons of the little ghosts, and grabbed the Shennong sword that flew at the end, the master of the art was bold, and the ghost claws were directly held on the sword, thinking that he had just handled it properly, but he didn't know that the Shennong sword had just been opened, and it was sharp! The ghost hand shook, and the pale green blood slipped down from the sword body. The ghost king didn't care, put the sword in his hand and looked at it carefully, and exclaimed: "Good baby, good baby! Ah! There is a hidden "Nine Songs of the Yellow River Array" inside, genius, Shennong is really a genius!"

When I heard this familiar term, my head went big. I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, they all said that immortals have not existed since ancient times, who knew that they were all in the earth fairy world. But it seems that the treasure of this hidden formation is about to be embezzled by the strong man in front of him. The ghost king's eyes shone with golden light, his hands holding the sword trembled uncontrollably, and his tone was very excited: "The catastrophe once in nine thousand nine hundred years is coming, Shennong is dead, Nuwa is dead, leaving this demon slaying divine weapon, hahaha, this king is still saved." This king can be chic for thousands more years, hahaha......"

I looked at him blankly and smiled, the boss in my heart was not a taste, and muttered: "It's just a sword, what's the difference between using someone else's sword to be a fat man and molesting someone else's wife?" He seemed to think of something again, his eyes gradually softened, squeezed out a smile, and said with infinite tenderness: "Little friend, how about being friends with my brother? Brother has a lollipop! It's very sweet!" When I saw his tenderness, I felt a chill in my heart and gasped. The imps beneath him all looked at him in amazement, their eyes wide open. Later, when he took out the box, a few imps even jumped up and shouted, "King, why ......"

The Ghost King waved his hand and motioned for his men to be quiet, looking at me with a smile and waiting for my answer. I thought he wanted to torture me and make me give in painfully, so I sneered: "Hmph! There is either poison or aphrodisiac in the box, and if you want me to die, you have to be clear, don't do it!"

The ghost king was stunned for a moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said, "Okay, there is backbone! But people with backbone usually die quickly, so take it!" I heard that he was going to beat me, and immediately mobilized the spiritual power of my whole body, and the spiritual power flowed, my cheeks began to heat up, my hands were also steaming, and my chest was very hot. I secretly wondered, is it about to break through? My eyes never leave the ghost king to see what he is capable of. I saw him smile slightly, his knees bent slightly, and the next second he had disappeared in place, leaving a faint afterimage, and he didn't know where to go. I was really taken aback, and hurriedly looked left and right, looking for traces of the ghost king, and suddenly felt that the pressure on my head increased sharply, and a large gray shadow shrouded me.

My fiery palms flipped up sharply to meet the sinking gray shadow like a dark cloud. When the Ghost King was only a foot away from me, I finally saw his oval head, which was bigger than a pumpkin, and on his head there were three lumps like bananas, which stretched from his forehead to the back of his head, and were immediately revealed without the cover of his long hair. The Ghost King himself didn't notice it at all, and smiled at me, and the huge ghost palm avoided my outstretched hands, slapped straight down from the half-meter-wide gap between my palms, and pressed it on my chest. The incomparably thick internal force poured into my body, like Mount Tai pressing on it, and my legs went limp, and I almost knelt down. At this moment, this strange internal force seemed to come alive, and it kept breaking through my body, and the collision made my chest feel stuffy for a while. I was horrified, busy with spiritual power to resist, who would have thought that it would help, that strange internal force saw the spiritual power as clear as water, jumped more vigorously, scattered around, formed an encirclement momentum, and slowly devoured the spiritual power that cut off the source. I was very anxious, and when I looked up, the ghost king had disappeared out of thin air, and when I lowered my head, I saw that the ghost king was still standing on the two-meter-high stone platform, with a smile on his face, looking at me with contempt. I smiled wryly and sat down cross-legged, battling the monster.