Chapter Seventy-Four: The Nether Ghost King Appears

Even if the Jiuyang Divine Skill is endless, it can't support such a pure consumption of the One Yang Finger. And once Shao Jie can't be suppressed, then the moment Shao Jie erupts will definitely be earth-shattering.

"Everyone, get out of here, such a small space, once he exerts his strength, it will cause an explosion......"

Lu Sheng drank anxiously.

"Wow-"

Suddenly, a bucket of water poured down from the top of Shao Jie's head. No one noticed when Lu Li's side appeared. Water poured down from the top of Shao Jie's head, as if boiling water had been poured on the burned red steel.

A cloud of mist rose up, and Shao Jie's rippling pure yang true qi actually weakened by more than half in an instant. Lu Sheng was overjoyed, and hurriedly used a yang finger to force Shao Jie's pure yang true qi back again.

Shao Jie blinked his eyes, as if he was drunk, and he was shaking, "Master...... It's a good guy...... You guys...... It's the bad guy......"

"Boom-" Shao Jie fell to the ground.

"Ahri, well done!" Lu Sheng gave a thumbs up to the landed raccoon in surprise.

"That's!" Lu Lishi shook his head arrogantly, and threw the wooden barrel in his hand backwards in a dashing manner, "What are you still doing in a daze?

"This son has profound martial arts, and now he is hostile to us, if he ignores it, I am afraid that it will bring disaster......?" Xiao Yusheng, the head of the cigarette lock door, said with a twinkle in his eyes.

The words landed, but he saw an unbelievable look, and suddenly felt that he was speechless, "Why don't you let the Mei League Lord or Lord Lu take it by your side?"

"He has the Nine Yang Absolute Vein, and now he has broken out twice, and he won't live long. Lu Sheng let out a long sigh, very sorry.

Coming out of the cellar, Lu Sheng asked Mei Qihua to tighten the defense inside Jingyang Gate. Now that it has been concluded that the Netherworld Ghost King may be hidden in the Jingyang Gate, it must not be as loose as usual.

And Lu Sheng still has a doubt in his heart, how can the Netherworld Ghost King be imprisoned by the crane and white sheep for thirty years, how can he know Jingyangmen so well. If you don't know Jingyangmen very well, you will definitely not be able to hide so secretly.

After Mei Qihua gave the order, the group came to the pharmacy.

The pharmacy is no longer taken care of by Chu Jing, and it is already showing signs of dilapidation. Cobwebs began to appear on the beams.

After Lu Sheng rummaged through, he found some abnormalities in the warehouse deep in the pharmacy. No one came for more than ten days, and the entire pharmacy was covered with a layer of dust.

But on top of a wooden box in the depths, it was as clean as new, as if it had just been wiped.

When I opened the wooden box, it was empty. At the bottom of the wooden box, there is some black powder left. Lu Sheng picked up some powder and put it under his nose and sighed deeply.

"We're a step too late, this box originally contained the poison of the Dove, but now it has been taken away by the Nether Demon King. ”

"Then what should I do? The Nether Ghost King has obtained the poison of the dove, and now he has sucked the power of the crane and the white sheep. If he wants to leave Baixiang County or even Suzhou Mansion, that is, the tiger will enter the deep mountains and the dragon will return to the sea. ”

"After 30 years of drug addiction, he is very addicted. And...... His body has been attacked by poison for thirty years, and his physical condition should not be able to support him for many years.

This time I went out of the mountain, I'm afraid it's just for the word revenge. Do you still remember the passage he left behind? First destroy Jingyang, then destroy the lake and sea, kill all the martial arts in Suzhou, and hang upside down.

I can understand that he was imprisoned by Crane Aries for thirty years, and his hatred for Jingyangmen can be described as unforgettable.

Now that there are less than five disciples of Jingyangmen, there are less than five people left, and the crane and white sheep are also dead, so I am afraid that the next step will be to bloody the Suzhou Wulin League.

We are all in Jingyangmen, he wants revenge, and he will definitely not stay away...... With the Nether Ghost King's skill at the moment, I can still deal with it. But I can't let him succeed again, if I absorb one or two more internal forces, I'm afraid even I won't be able to control him. ”

The crane and the white sheep died, and all the sins disappeared with his death.

In Jingyangmen, under the auspices of Lu Jian, he still gave Crane Aries a decent funeral.

All the heads of the family came to pay their respects. Mei Qihua's expression was a little sad, originally the crane and white sheep should not have died, even if he cultivated the reincarnation heavenly tomb, there was no need for him to kill Zuo Qi in order to keep the secret.

It is people, not martial arts, who do heinous evil deeds. The crane and white sheep have practiced the reincarnation of the heavenly tomb for nearly ten years, and they have never harmed anyone with this. Even if it is known, it can clear itself.

But he thought about it for a while, and wiped out Zuo Qi. Later, it was really a wrong step, until you stepped into the abyss and could not turn back.

"Brother Crane, I hope that in the next life, you can think more open-mindedly. Mei Qihua solemnly inserted three sticks of incense into the incense burner.

In the afternoon, the crane and white sheep were buried, and they were buried among the martyrs of Jingyangmen. Although he did things that were not tolerated in the martial arts, he did not feel sorry for Jingyangmen after all, and everything he did was also for the century-old foundation of Jingyangmen.

"Senior brother, come back, isn't it good for you to be the leader?" Shao Jie looked at Lu Jian with blank eyes, at this moment, the only person he believed and trusted was Lu Jian.

"I have already agreed to follow Master Lu, so let Senior Brother Lu do it. ”

"Senior brother!" Suddenly, Lu Mu's face stiffened a little, and his eyes were a little evasive, "Senior brother, if the master does such a thing, the Jianghu Martial Arts will no longer have a foothold in Jingyangmen."

So many disciples were killed by the Netherworld Ghost King, and there were only a few of us left in Jingyang Gate. The head of the house...... Too tired. Think about the master, if it weren't for the foundation of Jingyangmen, how could he have come to this point......?

"Do you want to go down the mountain?" Lu Jian's tone suddenly became solemn, and his eyes looking at Lu Mu became sharp.

Facing Lu Jian's pressure, Lu Mu's eyes flickered, and finally nodded vigorously, "If Senior Brother is the leader, we will follow in the wind and rain." If the elder brother is unwilling...... Then I don't want to ...... either"

Lu Jian glanced at Lu Mu deeply, and finally raised his head and looked at the four junior disciples behind Lu Mu, "You think the same way?

"Hmm!" The four junior disciples also didn't dare to look at Lu Jian's eyes, and lowered their heads silently one by one.

"Where are you going when you get down?"

"I plan to go to Chuzhou to see, Chuzhou martial arts are prosperous, I heard that it is far better than our Wuzhou, so it should be regarded as an experience. ”

"I want to go to Zezhou ......"

"I ...... I want to go back to my hometown to start a small business! I cook well, and I want to go back and open a restaurant. ”

"What about you, and my junior brother?"

"I ...... I want to go to Qizhou. ”

"You plan to wander the world, and Senior Brother will not stop you. But you must remember that you went out from Jingyangmen. I hope that wherever you go, you will never forget the teachings of the master in your heart.

Although the master is gone, he has done something wrong, but he will always be our master. ”

"Yes! The five of them bowed together and answered solemnly.

"When are you going to leave?"

"The master's funeral has been dealt with, and our senior brother's martial arts are humble, and staying will not help much...... So ......"

Lu Jian frowned slightly, although he was unhappy in his heart, he couldn't say anything. Everyone has the right to pursue their lives, and the Netherworld Ghost King is menacing, not to mention that they are afraid, all sects and factions are actually afraid.

The disciples of Jingyangmen left, and it was also announced that Jingyangmen, which had been inherited for a hundred years, was dissolved. On this day, Lu Jian locked himself in his room and drank wine for a day, and Lu Sheng also accompanied Lu Jian to drink wine for a day.

The Netherworld Ghost King was hiding in the dark, unaware, and Lu Sheng always had a strange feeling that the Netherworld Ghost King was too familiar with the environment of Jingyangmen. Not only the periphery, but even the interior of Jingyangmen is very familiar.

is even more familiar than Lu Jian, who grew up in Jingyangmen. The Netherworld Ghost King has been imprisoned for thirty years, how can he know everything about Jingyangmen?

Lu Sheng didn't doubt what Crane White Aries said, and his final death at the hands of the Netherworld Ghost King also proved that he and the Netherworld Ghost King had not joined forces.

Night fell, and the moon flickered in the clouds. On top of a few wooden stakes in the backyard, more than a dozen heroes and heroes wailed with tears and snot.

The appearance of being tied to a stake, where there is a little bit of a hero's appearance.

It's been three days since the last poison attack. The first detoxification was a little better, but this time, because of the previous fear, the leaders of the various factions had to endure significantly more pain.

Tonight, the disciples of various factions ordered vigilance, and Lu Sheng stood silently at the window, playing with the teacup in his hand. The internal force of the body is faintly rippling, and the blood in the body is surging like a surging river.

If the Netherworld Ghost King wants to wipe out all the major sects in Suzhou, tonight is a godsend.

The wails of pain continued, but the voice grew weaker. Even though they were once heroes, they all seem to have turned into mud at this moment.

The horror of drugs cannot be ignored in any world.

"Whew-" Suddenly, a howl of wind swept across the sky.

When the wind whistled, a black shadow descended from the roof like a bat, and rushed straight to Mei Qihua, who was tied in the middle. Mei Qihua's martial arts are the innate realm, and he is naturally the primary target of the Netherworld Ghost King.

And in an instant, Lu Sheng's figure had disappeared into the room, and the teacup that had been playing with Lu Sheng's hand was still pausing in the void.

One step away, the end of the world.

At the moment when the Hand of the Nether Ghost King was just about to imprint on Mei Qihua's chest, a palm like white jade suddenly appeared and was inserted horizontally in front of the Netherworld Ghost King's ghost claws.

"Boom-"

The two of them instantly exchanged palms, and the dark figure of the Netherworld King retreated back as quickly as smoke. Lu Sheng, who was dressed in white, smiled and looked at the Netherworld Ghost King who only showed his two eyes.

"You're here!"

"Lord Lu is so clever in martial arts......" The voice of the Netherworld Ghost King was as ugly as a rotten loom. Can't hear age, not even gender.

Lu Sheng slowly put the Qingfeng Sword across his chest and pulled out the Qingfeng Sword inch by inch. Every inch taken out, the sword intent was strong, and even every breath was filled with infinite sword intent.

The Nether Ghost King's eyes became colder and colder, and the essence in his eyes was even about to condense into substance.

The wailing of the heads of the various factions stopped, and their eyes stared at Lu Sheng in a daze. For this group of martial arts idiots, a duel of masters is far more important than physical pain.

At this time, if someone scrapes their bones to cure the poison, it is estimated that they will not say a word.