As its name suggests, the Thousand Ghost Guards are composed of a thousand light men carefully selected by the Ghost Kingdom, and it may be that the cultivation of the two princes of Shen Tu and Yu Lei is still shallow, and only a dozen of them have been summoned.

The rotting corpses collapsed to the ground one after another, the ground was crawling with maggots, Mo Jiu was nauseated for a while, and finally sat down on the ground.

Jiuli Huqi pulled up Mo Jiu's sleeve, "Hurry up and run, Princess Renji, the guards of the gods can only cover for a while!" ”

Like waking up from a dream, Jiu'er staggered with trembling feet and fled with everyone, still dreaming of "sealing the gods", how could he be so naïve, it was clear that he was here to survive.

followed everyone and ran wildly, when will it be a head to run like this, Jiu'er sighed in her heart.

"Yu Lei, quickly ask Prince Shaodian for help, if we continue like this, we will have to be devoured by the corpse of luxury." Princess Yushi shouted to Prince Yulei, who was running behind.

"I have already sent the ghost to the prince, everyone hold on, the speed of the ghost is not slower than that of the blue bird."

"But even if we received the letter, when they came back, we would not be eaten by the corpse of Yubi, and we would die of exhaustion. We've got to find a way to save ourselves. ”

Mo Jiu said to everyone, I really don't dare to compliment these ancestor-level gods, I don't want to save myself at the critical moment, and I actually entrust my hope to people thousands of miles away, this is too incompetent, if it weren't for her Mo Jiu's loss of magic in the dream realm, such a little luxury is nothing, and they would have been beaten all over the ground looking for teeth.

"Princess Ren Yan, running is the best way to save yourself. It won't be too long, Prince Zhedan is the spirit of the East Pole Wind God, and his speed is faster than that of the ghost. It won't be long before it comes to our rescue. It was the youngest Jiuli Kongsang who spoke.

It's really a dou who can't be helped, since he still thinks about the savior outside the sky, let's run along.

Everyone kept running in the ghostly black mist, running towards the other side of the green grass and flowers, but they couldn't cross it, and there was a wooden bridge over the river, and there was no end to it on the wooden bridge.

Is this an "irrational number" bridge?

Mo Jiu wiped a handful of sweat from his face, and he even sweated in his dream?

From the sky above the bridge, countless clumps fell downward, and when everyone saw them clearly, the clumps gradually grew taller, and the fleshy faces were so rotten that only the skeleton and tendons were left, and the skulls of the black holes were hollow.

Oh my!

Countless extravagant corpses.

The rancid smell tightly covered the entire wooden bridge, and pieces of rotten flesh were still falling in the air, and even fell on Jiu'er's body.

A stream of acid rot rose from Mo Jiu's internal organs, and then gathered in his throat, gushing out like a tide, and Jiu'er spat on the wooden bridge with a wow, as if he was about to vomit out his internal organs uncomfortably.

Mo Jiu shouted to the people around him, hoping that they could increase their efforts to protect Jiu'er, a weak woman who had no spiritual power.

Princess Yushi was silently reciting a spell and practicing the twin snakes with her hands, and she had no time to take care of Jiu'er.

Fortunately, the three Jiuli brothers surrounded Mo Jiu's side, Shen Di, Yu Lei and the extravagant corpse fought to the death, the tide of extravagance corroded immortal and indestructible, no matter how everyone fought, it did not decrease, and even gathered more and more, and the black pressure rushed towards Jiu'er, and Jiu'er closed his eyes in despair.

You won't be devoured by these carrion corpses today, will you? I don't know if I can go back to the past life, although it is only in a dream, but being devoured by the corpse of the zombie king, Jiu'er will never be intact, and can only become a ghost.

Jiu'er closed her eyes and shouted in despair, not only because she was about to be devoured, nor just because she became a ghost, but once again appeared in front of her when the three sons of Ichigoya said goodbye.

You must not wait for death like this, and her third son is waiting for Jiu'er.

Mo Jiu's mind condensed, and he closed his eyes to find the deepest part of his memory. There was a strange feeling that Jiu'er sensed that there was an invincible force hidden in the deepest part of his heart, perhaps sealed, and there was always a barrier that could not be broken through the undercurrent waves.

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his cheeks, and his mind exploded to stop Jiu'er's thoughts.

A huge warm current covered Mo Jiu's whole body, and Jiu'er opened her eyes suddenly, did it succeed!? To use a fashionable proverb to describe it, Jiu'er is broken?

The scene that he saw when he opened his eyes brightened Jiu'er's eyes, the golden light covered the entire wooden bridge, and the corpse of the extravagant fell to the ground in an instant, and a heavenly flute resounded through the sky, the warm breeze was blowing, and the rotting corpse rose gently from the ground like a fluttering catkins, slowly drifting to the east, and gradually disappeared in the direction of the extravagant country where the light insinuated.

A slender figure was facing the crowd, its ethereal white robe fluttering in the wind, and the golden light reflected the back in front of him.

That's right, this is the picture of the appearance of the gods, who is this?

Jiu'er exclaimed, a hundred exclamation points couldn't express Jiu'er's excitement at this time, the nerves of the were already excited to the extreme: it must be the male god of male gods!

"Prince Zhedan!" The crowd shouted in joy.

The wooden bridge under his feet disappeared in an instant, followed by green grass and colorful flowers all over the ground - time and space transformation, doesn't it mean that the "great gods" here are still in the stage of "studying", why does he have such cultivation?

The golden light around is a unique enchantment cast by the prince of Zhedan, who comes from the East Pole Mountain, where the sun first rises, and there is a golden aura everywhere, and this wind god born from the qi of the East Pole naturally has endless golden energy.

Prince Zhedan hung the golden bamboo flute in his hand around his waist and turned to this side and smiled.

Peacekeep!! The same face and the same smiling face, this is Mo Jiu's master Ping Jiao Sutra!

"Master! Master! I've finally found you. ”

Jiu'er fell to the ground, I don't know whether to cry or laugh, and crawled hand and foot to this "acquaintance" who he has been looking for for several lifetimes, and today is in front of Jiu'er's eyes, and the master must know where the third son is.

"Master! Brother Jiaojing, you made Mo Jiu so hard to find! What about the third son? The third prince must be with you, right? Right? ”

Jiu'er knelt at the feet of the "master", tears raining down; I thought that I would have to travel for centuries to find my love, but I didn't expect to give Jiu'er such a surprise.

"Sister Aren, what's wrong with you? Take a good look, this is Prince Zhedan, what third son, what master? Although Prince Zhedan is 100 years older than us, he can't be called Master! ”

The little girl of the rain master smiled innocently and helped Jiu'er wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Yes, if the apprenticeship is successful, Prince Zhedan may become our senior brother, but no matter what, he won't be the master." Jiuli Youdu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Mo Jiu looked at the gods and Yu Lei around him, hoping that they could give Jiu'er a different answer, Jiu'er believed that he would not be wrong, he was obviously Jiu'er's master.

"Princess Ren Yan, it's all to blame for the incompetence of the gods, Prince Shaodian told me to protect you before leaving, I didn't expect that the corpse was so stubborn, and it was still controlling your consciousness." Shen Tu blamed himself.

The little girl of the rain master even looked at Jiu'er pitifully, "It must be the hateful extravagant corpse who knows that Sister Aren doesn't know spells and has no cultivation, so she deliberately bullied Sister Aren." But it's okay, Sister Aren, Prince Zhedan must have a way to help you regain consciousness. ”

The tears on his cheeks flowed helplessly, was this just a "misunderstanding"?

Prince Zhedan looked at Jiu'er gently, he didn't say a word, just looked at it gently, a trace of hazy pupils, a little moistness flashed, such an expression actually made Jiu'er see the warmth that Seleucus's dark eyes once had.

"Who are you? Who are you? Jiu'er couldn't control the grievances in her heart anymore, and shouted loudly, beating the chest of this prince called Zhedan.

"Sister Aren, what's wrong with you? What happened to you...... Don't scare me, okay......" The little girl next to her cried.

No matter how everyone persuaded him, Jiu'er just grabbed Prince Zhedan and didn't let go, today he had to give Jiu'er an answer, no matter what others said, his eyes told Jiu'er that Mo Jiu didn't recognize the wrong person.

Finally, Prince Zhedan gently pushed away the "deadly" Mo Jiu, and smiled gently, "Princess Ren Juan is worthy of being the first beauty in the Nine Heavens, and I almost lost the mind of this prince when I saw it today, but Princess Ren Juan's cultivation is not flattering to this prince, and a few extravagant corpses have lost your mind to such a point?" ”

Prince Zhedan took out a piece of white Juanpa from his arms, stroked Jiu'er's cheek with his right hand, and wiped the tears on Jiu'er's face.

"It's good to be back."

There are words in this sentence, which makes me seem to understand something, does he have the pain of not telling the truth?

Prince Zhedan looked up to the sky and sighed, "I am known as the first speed god at the beginning, but I actually fall behind that kid in Shaodian every time, Princess Ren Yan, let's not cry, with me, there will be no more this corpse and that corpse to confuse your mind." ”

It seems that the words in the joke have a deep meaning, since he doesn't want to say too much, Jiu'er is not reluctant, Mo Jiu and I have a way to find the answer by ourselves.

Jiu'er smiled at Prince Zhedan, "Since you are pretending to be confused, this princess will let you be confused, no matter what, I called you Master, in this realm of demons and monsters, I don't have half a point of cultivation, so please ask Prince Zhedan to be my master again." ”

Zhi Dan turned his head and smiled gently at Jiu'er, "Okay, I can't ask for it." ”

The conversation between the two people made several people around them look at the two of them in a fog and stupidly, wanting to ask but not knowing where to start.

Zhi Dan patted Shen Di's head, "You kid, too young, you can't understand my old man's words, don't listen, let's continue to hurry, the flames of Kunwu Mountain are about to reach the extreme, we have to hurry up to seal the flame fire, and wait for Shaodian to retrieve the divine fire of Yitian Sumen, two extreme fires, plus the jade of Zhongshan, the Kunwu Divine Sword is about to be born, and the first task of our cultivation of immortals will be completed." ”

"Why do you want to refine a divine sword, will there be any demon king?"

Jiu'er looked up at Zhe Dan curiously, isn't it all arranged like this in the script, the divine sword kills the demon king.