The head is groggy, and he still maintains a little vigilance, even if the concussions in his mind continue to persuade himself to fall into a deep sleep, but there is a voice in the depths of Shifang's consciousness that can't keep echoing: you can't rest, you can't sleep, you must wake up, if you don't wake up, there will be very serious consequences, very serious. But what was this serious consequence, Shi Fang couldn't think of it at all, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a trace of salty taste spread in the insignificant pain.

Finally, Shifang opened his eyes, but the effect caused by the concussion just now still exists, his eyes have no focus, only a vague black shadow, his mind gradually clears, Shifang's heart is cold, and he hurriedly touches behind him, the amazing elasticity is still there, palpitations, Shifang unconsciously rubbed a few times, "Huh", Shu Yan in a coma gasped softly, and then frowned, but still did not wake up.

Shifang put his mind at ease, it seems that the ghost just now will be here alone to intercept himself, so soon, there will definitely be a large number of ghosts to find here, this place is obviously not safe, and he must leave. By the way, what about the ghost general just now, Shifang didn't think that his last weak blow could hit the ghost general hard, but since there was no sound, it was the best news, so he held the witch's hips and continued to climb up.

There is still no focus in the eyes, no matter how big they open their eyes, what they see is still a vague mess, in this case, Shifang did not dare to jump up as before, but used both hands and feet together, climbing up alternately, the not strong body seems to contain infinite strength, the arms are knotted but there is no sense of mountain dew, but it is this seemingly weak arms that support most of the strength consumed in climbing.

After a short time, Shifang was already out of breath, and although the consumption was very large, the most important thing was: he was hungry.

The surroundings are still as quiet as death, maybe in order to pass the time, there may also be a feeling of diversioning the hunger of the belly, Shifang pondered and said: "Xiao Shenling, thank you just now, if it weren't for your help, I'm afraid that this sister and I would fall into this ghost abyss and die!" ”

"Bah...... Creak...... Ah......h

"You're here to find Miss Shu, oh, this witch on my back?"

"Bah...... Yikes...... Ah......h

"How did you manage to use the eighteen heaven and earth net array I arranged?" Shifang didn't care about its answer at all, at this moment, he just wanted to speak.

"Bah...... Yikes...... Yikes......"

"If we can't escape from the dark abyss this time, I also want to be able to eat a full meal before dying, damn it, I don't have the strength, what should I do?" In the blurred vision of the ten directions, even the darkness began to be in a trance, he saw a small cave, and then lay down in it, "Xiao Shenling, you can escape alone, remember, the farther away from us, the better." After saying this, Shifang no longer had any strength and began to gasp violently.

"Babble...... Ahh......h

Accompanied by this voice, Shifang suddenly smelled a tempting fragrance, only to see a radish the size of something appear in his mouth, something, but it seems to be edible, as soon as he thought of being able to eat, Shifang could no longer hold back the stupidity in his heart, and took a bite, "Well, the taste is crisp and delicious, oops, there is also a pure extreme yang spiritual power, great, it's really a house leaking sun, the boat is late, it's too timely." After eating this not small "radish" after three times and five divided by two, Shifang recovered a lot of strength, well, the dried spiritual power also recovered a lot, and the most pleasing thing is that the concussion affected by the explosion just now seems to be much better, the focus in his eyes is gradually clear, and the vision of the ghost is slowly clear. By the way, what did you just eat? Ginseng Ling, eighty percent of this thing hides a lot of delicious food, and it has only been taken out until now, it's too uninteresting, forget it, it's not too late to settle accounts in the future, it's still important to run for your life now.

After a moment of respite, Shifang repeated his old tricks and prepared to leave this place.

"Babbling babbling ......" the ginseng spirit on his back suddenly made a sound, listening to the meaning, quite a little eager, Shifang was trying to figure out and ask one or two, the roots tied to the body began to spread and grow again, hey, how to wrap all my hands and feet, what does this mean, but it seems that there is no malice, and let it be.

In just a moment, Shifang's hands and feet were wrapped around the roots, and then, and then, there was no other movement. Shifang was a little confused, so he thought: What, I'm afraid that I will leave it alone, so I wrap it tighter? Strange is strange, but it's important to run for your life right now.

Shifang jumped up again, his hands were about to insert into the rock wall, but his body suddenly became uncontrollable, and the roots from his arms and legs suddenly exerted force, swaying his movements. But its purpose is the same as its own, and after only a moment of doubt, Shifang understood the meaning of the spirit, because under its drive, the roots attached to the hands and legs first touched the cliff wall, and nailed it tightly, and then took its body and hands and feet together, like a wild leopard running wildly on the plains, running upward, yes, running, but each step left a deep trace.

Shifang was overjoyed and said, "Xiao Shenling, thank you." At the moment, the dominance of his body was completely in the hands of Shen Ling, and he himself seized the time to recover, and the Vajra Ming Ji followed, and the unabsorbed extreme yang spiritual power just now began to overflow the meridians around his body, and Shen Ling made an excited "babbling" sound, which was obviously a few points faster.

At this speed, with less than half a pillar of incense, he can definitely leave the dark ghost abyss.

It's just that a dark blue big knife suddenly poked out of the cliff wall and stabbed towards Shifang's abdomen, "Babble-" Under a rapid chirp, those roots inserted into the rock wall were pulled up one meter high, which could avoid the edge of the dark blue broadsword, Shifang's arms waved to the right, and the roots that went deep into the cliff wall shook like a wave, throwing their bodies to the left.

"Why, do you think you can get out of here by cutting off my head?" The ghost king's sinister voice sounded again, and his body floated out of the stone wall.

"Damn, Lao Tzu just came down to find something to eat, but I didn't expect that the passing year was unfavorable, and I actually ran into you, an old ghost, it seems that even if you hand over this ginseng spirit, you won't let the two of us go."

The ghost king said angrily: "I still want to get out of my body after I get hurt, you are really naïve, if you don't peel your skin and cramp into ghost slaves, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart." ”

"That's." Shifang suddenly realized that this ghost king was not slightly injured just now, it seems that the little witch caused him a lot of damage, otherwise why did this ghost king talk so much nonsense, obviously to delay time. But I can't go, so let's try the ghost pill of the Great Perfection.

These months of practice are not all fruitless, I am a Buddha cultivator, and the exercises of the Bodhi Golden Body are also very profound, practicing the "Vajra Tibetan Great Power Dependents Method" to get twice the result with half the effort, especially the demon subjugation seal that I am familiar with as long as it changes slightly, it will become a more powerful demon breaking subjugation seal, and his hands moved repeatedly under the monk's robe, and he shouted in his mouth: "Ghost King, dare to take me with a sword?" ”

The Ghost King's eyes furrowed, and he didn't make a sound, but Shifang ignored it, attached to the peachwood sword with a trace of spiritual power, and shot towards the Ghost King quickly.

At this time, he knew that the little monk in front of him was only in the middle of Peiyuan, and he was still unwilling to fight directly, just a moment, those subordinates with their own soul imprints would come, and they would be foolproof when the time came.

The two intersected, and unexpectedly, the peachwood sword was a bluff at all, and the spiritual power carried by the ghost king slapped the peachwood sword back, several times faster than when it came.

Shaft Ann dares to deceive me! The ghost king shouted angrily in his heart, what he was really afraid of was just that little girl, but it seemed that the little girl was obviously unconscious, what was wrong with him, with the magic power of that little girl, it was not enough to control that kind of magic treasure, otherwise, just now he would not only have his head cut off, I am afraid that it is not impossible to be really destroyed. Besides, the ghost burial of his subordinates, known as the first ghost general, has just dissipated the soul imprint, the ghost king doesn't think that only the little monk in the middle of Peiyuan can kill the first fierce general under him in an instant, it must be that little girl who did it, how many treasures does she have, and after killing my subordinates, it is strange that she is not unconscious. I was really too careful. However, the Ghost King thought about it, those good-grade magic treasures will be mine immediately.

Overnight, he thought about it a lot, and on the side of the little monk's head, his peachwood sword did not pick it up by himself, but wrapped the root of the spirit around the hilt of the sword, and then pulled it back.

Shifang laughed, his head lowered slightly, and his hands were hidden in the wide monk's robe, and he was bounced out by the roots of the spirit.

The ghost king's eyes narrowed: "You are the only one, so impatient to die, then the king will give you a ride first." "The Blue Lin Knife glowed with a dark blue ghost, burning and slashing towards the ten directions, the Ghost King has full confidence, only this little monk's words, no matter how he struggles, he will be split by his own Blue Lin Knife, and his soul and blood will also become the best tonic for the Blue Lin Knife. Yes, for sure, and before slashing this smug knife, his gaze swept behind the little monk, where the little girl obviously did not move at all.

"Die!" The ghost king smiled hideously, as if he had foreseen the bloody scene in which the little monk would become two.

Shifang suddenly raised his head, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth. The seal held by both hands, hidden under the monk's robe, was first closed to the chest, and then rolled out at the same time.

The golden light, not so dazzling golden light, is so sacred and solemn in the dark, ignoring the cold blue sword qi on the Lan Lin knife, a vague "swastika" calligraphy seal successfully bloomed in the hands of the ten parties, go, break the demon surrender seal! Shifang faced the ghost king of the Great Perfection of the Ghost Pill, and his indomitable momentum suddenly exploded, and he roared with pride in his heart.

The Ghost King's face changed drastically, where did he think that a little monk in the middle of Peiyuan would be able to burst out with such terrifying power, the divine golden light made him have an instinctive fear, and his injuries had not healed, so it was better to dodge.

The black light on his body flashed, and the ghost king felt a pain in his heart, it was a stand-in puppet that he had finally refined, but he didn't expect it to be wasted on a little monk in the middle of Peiyuan, but that feeling of pity dissipated instantly, and a trace of mental connection between the stand-in puppet made him feel an unspeakable pain from the depths of his soul, he hurriedly cut off the relationship between the two, and watched the Lan Lin knife that had lost support being directly slapped away, and the stand-in puppet was surrounded by green smoke and slowly melted.