The old Taoist priest and Nameless flew to a rock and stopped, Nameless glanced back, just in time to see Mu Chengcheng's incarnation escaping from the void, and a black qi condensed into a dark ghost body. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Allure boy, you first appeared in the ghost general's cave to attract the other party's attention, and the old Taoist priest took advantage of the ghost general's ignorance to hide in his cave mansion and kill from the rear, and I will suddenly appear again - after I am done, I will leave in the ghost car -" Nameless said solemnly to the two.

"Hmm-" The avatar nodded, striding into the void.

The old Taoist priest laughed, "Lao Dao will rest here for a while, and when that kid attracts the attention of the ghost general, Lao Dao will quietly go in-"

The nameless white old Taoist priest glanced at him, this fake Taoist priest laughed all day long and was not rigorous, and he was unreliable, but this ability was indeed a bit mysterious.

Standing in the void with his hands in his hands, his eyes staring at the distant sky, Nameless was ready to do it at any time.

"Hey-don't be so nervous, that kid's incarnation is also a god-turning realm, how can he be cleaned up so easily? I said that you old ghost is concerned about chaos - an incarnation, isn't there still a deity when it's gone? It's not true, this person is gone—" The old Taoist priest said, shaking his head.

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Woo~~ A black gas flashed in the void, and suddenly brought a faint ghost moaning sound, the wind blew, and the coolness was bursting. Mu Chengcheng did not hide his own aura fluctuations, and the strong ghost aura was very obvious.

"Wow wow-what kind of ghost, trespassing on the Honsho Cave Mansion-"

A ghost general sitting on a chair, embroidered birds in green clothes, wearing a golden crown on his head, and a red-faced face, felt the sudden fluctuation of his breath, his ghost eyes widened angrily, and he shouted loudly. At the same time, the body also turned into a black gas, escaped into the void, and appeared at once to the place where the avatar appeared.

Mu Chengcheng's incarnation stood quietly in the void, his ghostly eyes scanning his surroundings, without the slightest sense of trespassing on someone else's cave.

As soon as the red-faced ghost will appear, Mu Chengcheng will know.

With a slight sense, the seventh-level ghost general is quite a seventh-level cultivator who transforms into a god. Mu Chengcheng, the incarnation of the strength of a second-level ghost general, and he does not have a general body, and can use the skills of the system, so it is difficult to deal with this seventh-level ghost general, a great difficulty.

"Seventh-level ghost general--rub, fortunately, Lao Tzu didn't go alone-" Far away in the sky, above a ten-zhang ghost car suspended in the clouds, Mu Qingcheng knew the scene well through the connection between him and the incarnation, and said to himself.

"This cave is good, I want it-pack your things, get out of here-" The avatar shouted arrogantly, if it was only about strength, the avatar was definitely not the opponent of this red-faced ghost general, but his task was to attract the attention of this ghost general, so there was no need to do it now, just speak out to provoke the other party, knowing that the old Taoist priest and Nameless were in place, they could naturally kill this ghost general in one fell swoop.

"Wha-" The red-faced ghost general laughed angrily, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, stared at the avatar viciously, and said in a gloomy tone: "The arrogant guy, who is only a second-level ghost general's cultivation, dares to say that he wants to occupy the general's cave mansion - the general wants to see what you are capable of-"

The red-faced ghost took out a pair of huge horse chopping knives, held them in his hands, and looked at Mu Qingcheng with a cruel smile, holding his own identity, and did not make a move first.

The avatar stretched out his hand to summon a large fork of the ghost head that he had taken from killing a little ghost at random on the road, held it in his hand, waved it twice, and stood opposite the red-faced ghost general with the fork-

"Wha--it turned out to be an arrogant poor ghost, it seems that he was poor and crazy, so he ran here, and he was crazy to take the Honjiang Cave Mansion-" The red-faced ghost general laughed and mocked Mu Qingcheng.

The incarnation trembled, fuck - Lao Tzu even has a half-immortal weapon, and he took it out to envy you, and dared to mock Lao Tzu.

But Mu Tingcheng still suppressed the anger in his heart, at this time, he had to hold on, if he could, if he could, he wouldn't fight first, otherwise he wouldn't be able to beat it when the time came, and the old Taoist priest and the nameless uncle would be exposed in advance, and the original plan would be ruined.

Mu Qingcheng danced with a long fork in his hand, sweeping out an eerie black gas, and the ghost roared violently, quite imposing.

"Wha--carving insect skills-" The red-faced ghost general laughed, and the swords in his hands touched each other, and a black qi greater than Mu Chengcheng's momentum spread out, and the fierce ghast roared and howled in the black qi, struggling to break free from the black qi.

He's legs, Lao Tzu was actually ridiculed-

Mu Qingcheng stared coldly at the red-faced ghost general, but he didn't make a move, but only used the long fork in his hand to constantly create momentum.

"Wow, yes, poor ghost, waste Ben's time, kill you, Ben will go back to drink blood and play treasure-look at the knife-" The red-faced ghost general shouted, not wanting to spend it like this with Mu Qingcheng anymore, and the huge horse chopping knife slashed down with a rage.

'Ghost Knife Slash' -

The red-faced ghost danced with two knives in his hand, twisting his body like a spinning wheel, and slashed down in a chain.

Mu Chengcheng raised the fork in his hand to resist.

Ding~Ding~Ding~Ding~Ding......

The sound of gold and iron resounded continuously, and the horse chopping knife kept slashing on the fork in Mu Qingcheng's hand.

Ding--A series of continuous slashes of more than 370 times, the red-faced ghost general's 'ghost knife slash' stopped, and Mu Qingcheng retreated.

Bang - Mu Qingcheng felt a lightness in his hand, and after the fork in his hand was beheaded by the red-faced ghost more than 370 times, he finally completed his mission, shattered into a pile of scrap copper and rotten iron, and scattered it.

"Waha-scrap copper and rotten iron, I can't help but slash this general, and then, see what weapons you have to resist the double knife slashing in the hands of this general-" The red-faced ghost general seemed to be a person who had been bored for a long time, and when he saw his favorite toy, he intended to play with Mu Chengcheng, and he was not in a hurry to attack.

Mu Chengcheng stretched out his hand and took out a big fork with a ghost head. Nima's, fortunately, Lao Tzu received two.

Waving the long fork in his hand, Mu Qingcheng glared at the red-faced ghost general.

"Oh-and-and? Okay, then I'll smash it again-" The red-faced ghost general laughed, and then turned his twin knives and slashed at the fork in Mu Qingcheng's hand.

"These two hundred and five-" Mu Qingcheng twisted his hand, and the fork in his hand avoided the slash of the red-faced ghost general, and picked him behind his back-

"Wow--where to run-" The red-faced ghost roared angrily, wielding the twin knives in his hand and chasing after him.

Idiot - Mu Qingcheng did not fight the red-faced ghost general head-on, his body flashed again and again, and he played a catch-up battle with him.

……

Woo woo -

Mu Chengcheng was fleeing from the figure, and suddenly the sound of ghost crying was loud, and a gust of wind hit. The red-faced ghost general didn't know when he had chased him in front of him, and the double knives were slashing his head fiercely-

Ding――

Mu Qingcheng could only raise his fork to resist again.

"Whoahahaha-hahaha--look where you're hiding-" the red-faced ghost laughed, his twin knives slashing at the fork.

Ding~Ding~Ding~Ding~Ding――

Another series of sounds of gold and iron resounded, and this time only more than three hundred and fifty slashes, and the long fork shattered into rotten iron.

"- cut corners-" Mu Qingcheng shouted, the angry wind howled in front of him, and he hurriedly retreated, dodging the slash of the saber.

"Wha-poor ghost, and a long fork? Take it out, and I'll chop it into pieces for you-" The red-faced ghost general laughed sharply, but the double knives in his hands did not stop, and slashed at Mu Chengcheng in a series of ways-

"Nyima--to cut Lao Tzu's treasure fork, and make a series of shots, not to let Lao Tzu take out his weapon, is it because he is afraid of Lao Tzu's divine soldiers-" Mu Chengcheng shouted, wanting to stop the red-faced ghost general.

However, the red-faced ghost will not seem to be agitated.

"Wha-why would Ben waste time with you, a poor ghost, to kill you, and brew your ghost head with a secret method. Hang in the Honsho's Cave Mansion, so that Benjiang can be happy every day--look at the slash-" The red-faced ghost general sneered, and the double knife in his hand slashed faster and faster.

"Nyima-" Mu Tingcheng cursed in his heart, concentrating and dodging the attack of this treacherous ghost general.

I didn't expect this red-faced ghost to be so treacherous and cunning, first pretending to be bent on chopping the fork in his hand to let himself relax his vigilance, but in fact, it was the idea of his own ghost body from the beginning.

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