Chapter 114: Hundred Ghosts Gather Roaring Divine Sword

"Sect Master, the old man is ashamed of failing to complete the task this time, and he hopes that the Sect Master will punish him. "The Baicao Sect is in the stronghold of Wanshou City, Lu Zheyan said to the Sect Master of the Baicao Sect with a guilty face.

"Lu Lao doesn't have to blame himself, that person has such strong financial resources, it must have been shot by a big force. Three hundred top-grade spirit stones are indeed too much of a burden for my Hundred Grass Sect. Lu Lao didn't start easily, and he should have been. The Hundred Herbs Sect Master said with relief.

"Having said that, but the old man is still ......"

"Lu Lao, since this matter has passed, don't mention it again. Since there was an accident with the magic weapon, the next thing is mainly to focus on recruiting apprentices. Wanshou City is the Qingzhou Mansion City, where there are many young talents, and although a human-level magic weapon is precious, for my Baicao Sect, it is the most important thing to be able to cultivate a more outstanding next generation. ”

"The subordinates understand that the old man will definitely go all out in this matter!" Lu Zhenyan said seriously.

"With Lu Lao's words, this sect is relieved. ”

At the end of the interrogation, Lu Zheyan leaned on the chair of a prince, although his own sect master had already said that he didn't care about this matter, but for this halfway Cheng Biting Jin, Lu Zheyan still had a grudge against him. With a cold glint in his eyes, and with two strokes of his fingers, Lu Ochre got up and left the room, striding outside......

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"Childe, two people followed. On the streets of Wanshou City, a waiter beside the silver-haired boy whispered to his son.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and the silver-haired man turned the serpentine ring on his finger: "It's okay, don't worry about them." No use of force is allowed in Wanshou City. "Although when I came out, I came out of the secret passage of Nanfang, and there were only two silver-haired men and attendants in the private room.

But the other party can still track him so accurately, which can only mean that there is something wrong with Nanfang's interior.

For such miscellaneous fish, the silver-haired boy is reluctant to deal with it, but because his own power is talking with the Zhou family, the first family of Wanshou City, the silver-haired boy is not good at causing trouble, anyway, in Wanshou City, these will never dare to do it, so he simply let them go.

"Brother Pang, are you sure it's these two?" Behind the silver-haired man, two men followed, and the slightly fatter man asked the other man.

"That's right, it's my good friend who is in charge of receiving them. She secretly told me, can there be a fake?" The man surnamed Pang said confidently: "Let's follow first, and when they get out of the city, we will do it." This kid is so rich, if this ticket is done, we will send it. ”

"But ......," the slightly chubby man hesitated.

"But what, the two of us are at the peak of Qi training. The boy on the other side is an ordinary person who has no cultivation at all, and the other one is just a peak of qi training, what are you afraid of. Scolding the slightly fat man, the man surnamed Pang was afraid of startling the silver-haired man not far away, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and lowered his voice and glared at the slightly fat man.

The silver-haired man, who had already taken in the conversation between the two, shook his head and chuckled, continued to walk forward, and soon came to a mansion and pushed the door and walked in.

Following the silver-haired man to the opposite side of the mansion, the two men looked up at the plaque above the mansion, and were immediately shocked that the three souls lost half of their seven spirits and walked ninety percent.

Pang ...... Brother Pang...... Let's ......"

"What else are we doing, let's run quickly!" The face turned pale, and the man surnamed Pang didn't dare to stay any longer, lowered his face and quickly left the street with the slightly fat man, not even daring to turn his head back.

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After coming out of the auction, Bai Mei walked directly out of the city, the power of Qingzhu is extremely strong, and it is firmly locked with eighteen iron chains at the auction, this kind of strange treasure Bai Mei does not dare to study in Wanshou City, otherwise once something goes wrong, it will not end well.

After eating Wanshou City, Bai Mei went straight to a wild mountain forest in the north, and ran all the way for more than 100 kilometers to the depths of a mountain range where there were no people and dozens of miles were mountains.

Hundreds of sword talismans were placed at the entrance of the cave as a warning, and Bai Mei walked to the depths of the cave and took out the iron box containing green bamboo from the ring.

Holding the iron box, Bai Mei could feel the vibrations inside all the time, as if it contained a living creature that had been trying to escape from the iron box.

With a hint of expectation in his eyes, Bai Mei gently opened the iron box, and as soon as a gap opened, a blue light flew out of the iron box, and he was about to flee away from the mouth of the cave!

Fortunately, Bai Meiyan, who had been prepared, quickly grabbed the green bamboo that wanted to escape, and the green bamboo that was grabbed by Bai Mei in the palm of his hand shook wildly, and a strong wind appeared in the cave strangely!

There was a strong wind in the closed cave, and this strange imagination made Bai Mei's eyes narrow, could it be that this green bamboo contained a wind path sword technique.

But soon Bai Mei found out that his guess was wrong, and the sudden wind carried a deep cold that pierced the bone marrow, making Bai Mei's physique shiver unconsciously......

It's so thick with yin qi...... The yin qi that suddenly gathered in the cave suddenly made this ordinary cave full of eerie atmosphere.

Woo~

The whining that sounded out from nowhere was like a crow that was stuck in the neck was howling, and suddenly Bai Mei's feet ached, and he looked down to see that a black slap mark had appeared at his ankle, as if something had scratched Bai Mei's ankle just now.

Knowing that all these strange imaginations were caused by this green bamboo, Bai Mei clenched the green bamboo tightly to prevent it from escaping. At the same time, a burst of high temperature rose on the surface of the body, and a large strand of empty flame sword qi escaped, sweeping away the damp and cold aura in the cave.

The gloomy and cold aura was swept away, but the vision in the cave did not disappear, and the cave that was not spacious in the blink of an eye was already crowded with all kinds of ghosts, headless ghosts, hanged ghosts, and water ghosts......

These hideous-looking ghosts with dark eyes are all waiting for their fierce eyes to stare at Bai Mei, and the violent ghosts are roaring towards Bai Mei!

"Is that all there is to it?"

Although Qingzhu's performance was strange, it was far from satisfying Bai Mei, and he waved his hand impatiently, and the roaring Void Flame Sword Qi burned the rock walls in the cave to a red and melted them, and the extreme high temperature evaporated all the ghosts in an instant!

Holding Qingzhu's right hand violently, a crack suddenly broke on the surface of Qingzhu, and his voice revealed a hint of brazenness, and Bai Mei said in a deep voice: "Take out your true skills, otherwise you will have no value to be preserved!"

The body was damaged, coupled with the contemptuous tone of the white eyebrows, Qingzhu suddenly burst out with a burst of extremely strong momentum!

Suddenly broke free of Bai Mei's right hand, Qingzhu did not fly away but stopped in mid-air, and a faint figure slowly emerged from Qingzhu, holding this seven-section Qingzhu sword!

The figure holding the seven green bamboos is ethereal and faint, and the face cannot be seen, but a pair of bright eyes emit a shocking cold light like a real person.

Slowly raising the green bamboo, the voice of the phantom was erratic, revealing a trace of distant etherealness:

"The name of this sword is ...... A hundred ghosts gather to roar!"

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