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But when he was about ten feet from the edge, after three steps, he was finally out of danger. A deafening sound rang out from the abyss into the sky.

The loud "bang" sounded so sad, all the internal organs almost moved, a stream of blood spurted out of the corners of the mouth, and the face suddenly turned pale. But he still endured the wound and continued to walk, intending to walk out of the cave, because only that sound, Xiao Wuyou didn't want to fall into the cave, not to mention that Zuo Leng's panic had already exploded in his mind at this time.

"Xiao Wuyu escaped quickly, there is definitely a ghost king below, and the smallest power is also the ghost king of the Yuan God Realm!"

For more than two years, Xiao Wuyou had a certain understanding of the level and habits of these ghost fires on the ridge of death. There is a faction difference between these ghosts and fire, they will devour each other, and the highest level of existence is fire, commonly known as the ghost king.

These ghost kings usually occupy one side to fight other ghost kings. Xiao Wuyou has always been very careful to avoid breaking into the territory of these ghost kings, but how could he imagine that there would be a ghost king underground, especially at this time, his luck would not be worse.

Xiao Wu, you roared, the spiritual power of the body was not much, and the power of the body was injected into the Heavenly Mantra Thunder Crystal at full speed, and the strength of the body reached the limit, and the foot kept kicking, and the distance of more than ten feet was about to be crossed by him step by step. However, just when his body was not far from the edge, a powerful suction force suddenly spread out from the ground, directly pulling Xiao Wuyi away from the abyss.

"Zuo Leng!" Xiao Wulan shouted loudly.

If it really falls, Xiao Wuyou is definitely dead, there is no life, and there is no relay around him at this time. At this point, there was no time to think about whether Zuo Leng would be found. He could only let Zuo Leng burn his soul so that he could get out of this dangerous situation first.

"Okay, let's fight. Zuo Leng also sighed, the power of the soul burned directly, and Xiao Wuyou's realm began to rise rapidly. He also knew what would happen if Xiao Wu fell, so he couldn't hold on any longer.

Xiao Wu has, in the combustion of the left cold, instantly has the ability to fly in the air, while counteracting the suction, and at the same time flying outward.

But when Xiao Wuyou thought that with Zuo Liang's help, he could get out of danger in time, a voice of vicissitudes slowly came from the ground: "People".

This voice was only two words, but it was enough to scare Xiao Wu to death. Xiao Wu, you can become a spiritual ghost king. Xiao Wu, you can't imagine how powerful you can reach. But after the fear, nothing came of his life for the rest of his life. Suddenly, a stream of black air rushed towards Xiao Wu, and the speed was as fast as jumping directly over. Xiao Wu was immediately entangled in the black air and dragged him directly to the ground.

Xiao Wuyou, who was blown deeper and deeper by the black wind, looked up at the sky that was becoming less and less bright due to lameness, and at the same time, the black wind directly wrapped his whole person, and he lost consciousness at that time.

I don't know how long it took Xiao Wu to wake up quietly, not because he wanted to wake up, but because every part of his body was aching. When he opened his eyes and gradually woke up, he found that he could not see anything. He was blind. He couldn't even see his own arms, let alone the environment.

He felt a little relieved that he was in some physical condition, because except for the slight displacement of the internal organs, there was no more serious injury, just a little rest. He then took out a copper lamp from Mitsui Street, and when the spiritual power was infused into his body, the copper lamp emitted a faint light, but the light was only a few feet away from him, unless it could illuminate the place around him.

"I'm not dead yet. Where the hell is this?" Xiao Wu said to himself.

"You're awake", an old-fashioned voice suddenly came from Xiao Wu, your back was like a ghost, which surprised Xiao Wu as well.

He quickly turned around and shone the bronze lamp forward, but it was dark and the light was not bright at all. But Xiao Wuyou knew that there must be something there, maybe it was the ghost king who dragged himself to the ground.

It turned out that in the face of the existence of the ghost king, Xiao Wuyu may have shown fear and coldness, but he thought in his heart that since the other party did not swallow himself for the first time, there must be some special reason, so he dared to ask the invisible existence in front of him: "You are." "Who, why didn't you just kill me?

After Xiao Wuyu finished asking, no voice came in immediately. The bronze lamp in his hand flickered, and the air seemed to freeze there.

"Who am I, I also want to know, who am I?" the voice was filled with endless vicissitudes.

The master's voice made Xiao Wu a little suspicious. It is reasonable to say that these ghost fires, even if they have intelligence, should not show such vicissitudes of emotion. Maybe he didn't know enough about the ghost fire, or maybe the ghost fire in front of him wasn't the fire. So Xiao Wuyou asked tentatively: "My senior, are you a human or a ghost?"

"Dude, I can feel it, I've been dead for a long time, how people feel.

"Since you are dead, then the predecessor should become the ghost king, why don't you eat me and my soul?" When Xiao Wuyou asked this question, he felt a little embarrassed. He asked people why they didn't eat themselves, how strange it looked.

"Your soul is really full of confusion to me. You can live now because you have this in you," said the Ghost King. Suddenly, a colorful stone suddenly appeared, emitting a colorful light, and the invisible existence was revealed.

Xiao Wuyu could only see a figure in front of his eyes a few feet away, there was a black shadow, in his body, the rising Black Death, these dead spirits were entangled, so that Xiao Wuyu could not see his face clearly, but Xiao Wuyu knew that the black shadow in front of him was indeed the Ghost King.

The resurrection death of the Ghost King was very strong, so the little martial artist in front of him could feel a chill passing through his heart, but the Ghost King had no sense of oppression for this kingdom. Although there was no sense of oppression, Xiao Wuyou also knew that the ghost king in front of him could only let himself die with one thought. Extinguish.

At this time, the other hand was holding the stone that Bai Kun handed him. Xiao Wuyou didn't know how to use this stone, but he didn't put it back in Xu Mijie's hand, but held him in his arms. It seems that because of his carelessness, he temporarily saved his own life.

Since the Ghost King is not in a hurry to destroy himself, Xiao Wuyou also wants to use this time to solve the doubts in his heart, and at the same time wants to know what the reason for the Ghost King to keep himself is.

"Do you know what kind of stone this is?

"Seven Emotions and Six Stones? It turns out that its name is Seven Emotions and Six Stones. No wonder I'm so familiar with it. Xiao Wu said to himself in his heart.

So Xiao Wubo asked, "My seniors, I don't know if they have anything to do for you. As long as it is within their power, it must be done by my predecessors. ”

Xiao Wuyou didn't know the temperament of the ghost king, so he offered to help each other. If he can really help the other person, he has hope of escaping.

"You're smart, but smart people tend to die early. The Ghost King said in a low voice. At the same time, a wave of black air suddenly disappeared, and a cold and biting chill hit. At first glance, the Ghost King is about to launch a violent murder.

However, in the face of the biting black wind, Xiao Wu did not move you. He sat there staring at the head of the Ghost King. Although his eyes were in this dark place, they still maintained the most stable expression. And the cold air evaporated into a hard blade, reaching Xiao Wu's head, and it was about to be poured in. I want to talk about "Easy Country Medical Saint" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~