Mu Mingji had recovered from his fright, and he got up and walked towards the cemetery, looking around for the neighborhood.

On a hill far away, beside the ancient monk who had changed into his original appearance stood another person who looked exactly like himself.

"I have to kill him again, and I have to save him, it's really embarrassing for the old man. As he spoke, the ancient monk stretched out his right hand and spread it out, and the person who was exactly like himself turned into a wisp of green smoke and drilled into his hand.

A smile appeared on his face, and it was impossible for the kid to break his head if he wanted to break his head, and it was the one who saved him who was going to kill him.

It's just that he is a little puzzled, the current Mu Ming is still too weak, even if he cultivates hatred, what's the use?

He looked at Mu Mingji walking in front of the tomb from a distance, and a familiar aura appeared out of thin air.

The ancient monk hurriedly knelt down to greet him.

The god king in the dragon robe waved his hand and handed a piece of white bone to the ancient monk.

"Find a way to teach the boy the secret art above. With a casual drop, the God-King departed.

The ancient monk carefully examined the white bone in his hand, but the white bone was unusually cold, an ordinary bone, exuding a mysterious aura that even he was horrified.

The secret art recorded in this white bone must be an extraordinary technique.

Do you want to borrow the hand of this child to get rid of the human emperor?

The god king's mind suddenly became clear, a good song to kill people with a knife, is it true that people's feelings are the easiest thing to be used?

The ancient monk took the bones, changed his appearance, changed into an old man in white with a cold atmosphere, and came to the cemetery.

Mu Mingji was now looking around in the cemetery, and the sudden appearance of the old man made him immediately vigilant, and he turned around and left without saying a word.

"Wait a minute!" the old man was the first to call out to him.

Mu Ming stopped vigilantly and looked back at the old man in white.

"Something?"

"I saved you. ”

"Oh, yes, thank you. "After Mu Ming's exhaustion was hit, he was already very indifferent to everything.

Mu Mingqin, who was behind him, obediently saluted him.

"Thank you seniors for saving your life. ”

Mu Ming glanced at the old man and turned around and led his sister away, he walked farther and farther, but the old man did not panic at all.

"Don't you want revenge?" said the ancient monk lightly.

When the words landed, Mu Ming's footsteps paused, and finally stopped.

"How to take revenge?" Mu Ming turned around, his resentful eyes like poisonous snakes trying to devour the ancient monks.

Gu Jushi has followed the God King for many years, and he has seen a lot of killing, but he is still shocked by the young man's eyes.

He pulled the bone out of his waist and slowly approached Mu Mingji.

The bones that were close at hand, Mu Mingqian also felt the yin poisonous aura emanating from them.

The ancient monk stretched out his hand and presented the whole white bone in front of his eyes.

Mu Ming felt the breath on the white bones, looked at his sister beside him, and the horror in his eyes flashed, replaced by indomitable hatred.

He stretched out his hand and slowly grasped the white bone, wantonly enjoying the breath of the white bone burrowing into his body.

"If you want to live strongly, you must first endure pain" Gu Jushi looked at him, showed a faint smile, and disappeared in place.

"Hundred Ghosts Eat Hearts"

A series of dark blue runes appeared in Mu Ming's mind, and suddenly there was a burning pain on his body, as if a thousand insects were gnawing at the flesh and bones. The intense pain made him roll on the ground like an ant on a hot pot.

The pain was so severe that he screamed like he was crazy.

Mu Mingqin was frightened, and she hurriedly looked forward.

"Brother, what's wrong with you, brother!?" Mu Mingqin cried and panicked for a while.

"It's okay... It's okay!" Mu Ming tried his best to stabilize his body.

What pain is more painful than the last two loved ones died in front of themselves!

Gradually, the pain faded, and Mu Ming's body lit up with blue light.

Runes converged in his mind into incantations.

"Hahahaha" dragged his heavy body, and Mu Ming smiled exhaustively!

He finally saw hope for revenge!

"Human Emperor! Human Emperor, you wait for me!" Mu Ming gritted his teeth fiercely.

I must let this man's royal domain bury you!

Mu Ming stood up with all his might, stumbling and almost falling again, he was too weak now, they needed a safe place now.

"Qin'er, we need a safe place, what is recorded on this bone, I have already comprehended, in time we will definitely kill back to the Human Emperor Domain and avenge our parents!" Mu Ming tried his best to hold on to the tombstone on the side, his body was weak, but his eyes were extremely firm.

"Okay, brother, you don't have to work too hard, your body is important. Seeing him like this, Mu Mingqin hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"You can't use my name right now. From now on, my name is Kang Ziyun, your name is Kang Ziyan, and you and I are from the ghost clan. When my true qi recovers, you and I will go to the human race!"

"Well, let's get some rest. ”

"Give me your hand!" Mu Ming raised his hand tremblingly.

Mu Mingqin grabbed his raised hand tightly, and a cold breath ran down her fingers and entered her body.

The simple true qi filled her dry dantian at once.

Then, runes slowly appeared in her mind.

"It's something I've learned on bones, and it's only partial, but it's enough, and I don't have to suffer from it. ”

Mu Ming barely managed to squeeze out a smile.

Seeing this scene in her heart, tears couldn't stop flowing.

The scene in the wooden house echoed in my mind one after another, and finally broke the last detail of the emotion.

Mu Mingqin burst into tears.

She was adopted by the ghost couple at birth, she grew up in that wooden house, and the couple was her parents in her eyes!

Mu Mingqin was hugged by a pair of arms, and she looked at her brother with tears in the corners of her eyes in tears, fortunately they still had each other.

On the top of the Heavenly Dome, the ancient monk returned to the Divine Domain, and he unconsciously clenched his hands, since he took the bone, his palm still felt cold.

He was even more curious about the bone, what was written on it?

The ancient monk shook his hand and walked quickly into the main hall.

Walking to the top of the main hall, the God King was already high on the dragon chair, but now he didn't seem to be looking very good.

The God-King was wounded, what had happened to him when he went to retrieve the bones?

An existence that can make the god king hurt!, the ancient monk didn't dare to think about it anymore when he thought of this.

"Qi Yu God King, the minister has killed his parents as a close confidant of the Emperor of Man according to what the God King said, and also spared his life. Is there a place to use it next?"

"Okay!," the God King complied, but suddenly his face turned pale and he coughed violently.

"God-King, you are..."

Before the ancient monk finished speaking, the god king waved his hand, and the acquaintance did not have a gift to ask further.

"Next, you will pay close attention to this kid from the Mu family, give some guidance secretly, and solve some problems that cannot be solved for him. ”

"Minister!"

"Go!" the God King waved his hand, signaling that the ancient monk could go.

The God King watched him out of the main hall gate, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He looked at the puddle of blood red on the ground, and his anger surged, and he punched the back of the chair hard.

The God King got up and waved his hand, the blood stains disappeared out of thin air, smoothed the dragon robe, and walked out of the main hall.

In the blink of an eye, the God King came to a courtyard, which was full of life.

The God-King strode toward the sound of the harp in the depths of the courtyard, plucking a leaf from the side of the road.

The footsteps slowly stopped, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

A woman in a white robe, holding the guqin in front of her, looked at the arriving god king with displeasure.

"It's so good, go on. The God-King sat down directly in front of the woman.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm hurt. The God-King pulled open the placket of his robe, exposed his chest, and leaned closer.

The woman pushed him away, and a pair of willow eyebrows were twisted together.

"I don't care about me at all?" the god-king who was pushed away straightened his clothes.

"It's a shame that you're still a generation of Immortal Sects, and your demeanor is not elegant at all, it hurts me to push it. ”

The God-King rubbed his chest decently.

"Ji Tian, what are you doing here!" Immortal Sect was furious and slapped out of thin air.

This palm really hit him, and the strength was not heavy, but the god king still fell to the ground.

Immortal Sect rolled his eyes and ignored him.

After a long time, he hadn't even woken up Ji Tian.

"Ji Tian, stop pretending!" But the God King hadn't moved yet, and it stands to reason that he was already sitting up and sticking out his tongue at himself.

He frowned, stepped closer, and raised his foot to kick him.

"Stop pretending!"

Only then did he find him lying on the ground with a pale face.

"Hey, you're hurt!" the woman quickly helped him up and leaned back in a chair beside her.

A stream of blue true qi flowed from the tips of her fingers, brushing through the God King's body.

Immortal Zong's bland expression became anxious.

She tore open Ji Tian's clothes, and a black and purple palm print was burned on his chest, and the black true qi around him slowly eroded the flesh and blood around him like poisonous gas.

"Is this the method of the ghost clan?" she looked at the palm print little by little.

Suddenly a hand held her!

"Don't you really care about me?" Ji Tian looked at her weakly, and fainted again after speaking.

Immortal Sect quickly withdrew his hand, got up and ran quickly towards the courtyard next to him.

She didn't have anything to do about Ji Tian's injury, but she felt that there was someone who would definitely be able to save him!

That person is his elder brother, the current patriarch of the immortal clan.

In another courtyard, at this time, all the immortal families were sitting around a round table and discussing something.

"Patriarch Luo, my He family found a woman ten years ago, and that woman was born with the aura of gods and demons, so I accepted her as a member of my clan, but I have not yet found a solution. ”

It was an emaciated, white-haired old man who spoke.

"Gods and demons?"

"This is unprecedented. ”

"It stands to reason that the breath of gods and demons is relative, and they don't live long. ”

All the immortals began to discuss, this kind of thing of the gods and demons community is really unprecedented.

"The breath of gods and demons is not in conflict, it's just that the gods and demons are incompatible. ”

A flat voice sounded, and a handsome man in a white crane robe interrupted the discussion of the Immortal Family.

Just as he was about to continue, the door to the courtyard was opened, and a woman broke through.

"Brother, come with me!"