The evening breeze is gentle.

The bright moonlight shines brightly.

Xu Xian hid in the shadows and did not appear.

Instead, he took out a 10,000-year-old peach wood sword that was transparent and red.

These powerful ghosts are all ghost soldier-level existences, and being able to die under the 10,000-year-old peachwood sword can be regarded as their creation.

Immediately.

Xu Xian didn't hesitate, his hands quickly sealed against the peachwood sword, and the spell was recited in his mouth, and the mana worked.

Pointing with both hands into a sword, he pointed at the peachwood sword.

"Buzz ......"

The peachwood sword began to vibrate and flew into the air on its own.

The blood-red sword light began to circulate, and it looked extremely strange.

"Go!!"

Xu Xian snorted.

One finger of the right hand.

"Whew......"

The peachwood sword was like a red lightning bolt, and it shot out in an instant.

"Poof......

Without warning.

Lightning pierces through the body of a ghost.

"Touching ......"

The ghost exploded, and his soul flew away, and he didn't even have time to wail.

"Woo Woo ......"

Xu Xian commanded the peachwood sword, constantly shuttling through the group of fierce ghosts.

"Poof...... Poof......"

Gluttonous feasts, bloody and brutal killings, are being staged.

"Mage!? There are mages!! ”

A fourth-grade ghost soldier reacted, and it let out a loud shout.

"Whew......"

As soon as the words fell

A peachwood sword passes through its head.

There is no imaginary red and white color, and there is no blood.

With a "...... bump", the ghost turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated into the air.

Powerful ghosts, transformed from souls.

And the soul is just a mass of energy, which is why ghosts can pass through walls, and ordinary people can't see or touch them.

Only powerful ghosts at the level of ghost generals and above can condense their flesh and blood bodies.

"Run, run, a powerful mage has appeared!!"

"Hee-hee-hee...... Hahaha......"

"Stinky Mage, the Evil Demon King will be coming soon, and it won't let you go!"

Many powerful ghosts woke up one after another, and they screamed strangely, threatening Xu Xian.

Without exception, all of them fled in confusion like frightened birds.

I don't even know where Xu Xian is, if they don't escape, will they stay and wait for death?

Of all evil creatures, including people, the most feared of death is undoubtedly the ghost.

They have already died once, and when they die, they disappear forever from this world, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

is also the reason why many powerful ghosts kneel on the ground and beg for mercy if they can't beat them.

In the face of death, ordinary people can also say arrogantly that they will be a good man again after eighteen years.

Ghosts don't dare, they are very afraid of death, and some are not afraid, but there are very few.

"Threatened the poor road, and still want to run?"

Xu Xian looked at the powerful ghost who threatened him, turned his right hand, and used the peachwood sword to directly penetrate its body.

If you look at it from God's perspective, you can see that the peachwood sword is like lightning, constantly shuttling through the group of ghosts.

Unimpeded, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha.

The feeling of Edgeworth killing the enemy is very refreshing.

You don't have to take action to kill your enemies from a distance of a kilometer.

"Woo woo woo ......"

That's when it happened.

A trumpet sounded.

The ghosts who had fled all stopped.

They all trembled with fright, prostrate on the ground, and kept kneeling down.

They bow down in a strange way, divided into eight directions, corresponding to the direction of the eight trigrams.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Xu Xian's face.

Quartet ghosts, eight-way ghost kings.

The realm of powerful ghosts is strictly hierarchical.

Ghosts appear to worship the four directions, east, south, west, and north.

The ghost king appeared to worship the eight directions, Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui.

They worship in all directions, indicating that there is a ghost king appearing, and the ghosts kneel on the ground to show submission and respect.

Before, I was worried that the Evil Demon King would not come in person, but now it seems that worrying is superfluous.

However, Xu Xian became more and more puzzled.

It's just a matter of killing a ghost soldier, and as for stirring up the crowd like this? Did the Demon King think so much about that ghost soldier?

Don't let the immortals think too much.

In the bright moon sky, a black cloud floats.

This cloud was formed by the condensation of ghost qi, and the speed was extremely fast, and it came suddenly, and it came to the sky above the group of ghosts in an instant.

Followed by.

A middle-aged man dressed in black with a gloomy face walked out of the dark clouds.

It walked in the air, leisurely, its eyes flashing black from time to time, and its body also exuded a bloodthirsty aura.

"Touching ......"

The Demon King raised his hands slightly.

The two unlucky ghost soldiers suddenly exploded, turning into a wisp of green smoke, which was absorbed into their bodies.

This scene frightened the rest of the ghosts to kneel down and worship even harder.

"A bunch of waste, don't give this king a retreat!"

The Evil Ghost King let out a cold snort.

At the same time, with a wave of the right hand.

A ghostly aura struck out, like a long snake, wrapping around the peachwood sword that was flying in the air.

"Sneer......"

The red light emitted by the peachwood sword constantly competed with the ghost qi.

Two forces, forming a pull.

Eventually, the ghostly energy was corroded by the red light.

The peachwood sword was like a rooster that had won a battle, spinning in the air in a circle, full of arrogance.

"Huh?"

The Demon King's originally contemptuous gaze became solemn.

Immediately.

looked at where Xu Xian was.

"Brother Tai, sneaky, why don't you come out and see it?"

"Huh...... Poor Dao is afraid that after he shows up, he will scare you into a fart. Xu Xian sneered.

"Really?"

The Demon King's gloomy eyes flashed with anger.

It admits that this person has some Taoism, and the peachwood sword is also very weird, capable of corroding its ghostly energy.

But, if you want to scare it, is it possible?

The king of ghosts, condensed flesh, ghostly aura, even if it is a mage in the late stage of the Qi Gathering Realm, it is not afraid.

Jindan early mage, it also has the power to resist, but if it can't be defeated, there is still no problem in escaping.

The small town of Jiang, could it have a mage in the Jindan period?

Looking at the whole world, there are very few mages in the Jindan period.

Otherwise, it would not dare to be so arrogant.

Xu Xian, dressed as a Taoist priest, walked out slowly with a smile on his face.

The mind moved.

The peachwood sword flew back to him as if it had become spiritual.

"The late !?? of Jindan"

The Demon King's eyes widened, as if he had been struck by lightning, and he shouted in shock.

The body is constantly trembling.

In addition to the shock, there was boundless fear on his face.

It only has the realm of the early stage of the ghost king, and not long after becoming the ghost king, it is the opponent of the late stage mage of Jindan.

Unexpectedly, Zhenjiang not only has a Jindan mage, but also a mage in the late Jindan period.

I knew that there was, how dare it come to avenge that ghost soldier, and I wouldn't dare to give it ten dares.

"The early days of the Ghost King? Very arrogant, very arrogant, the poor road has come out, how are you going to deal with the poor road? ”

Xu Xian looked at the Evil Ghost King with a playful face, quite like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Whew......"

Without any hesitation, the Demon King turned and fled.

The speed is called a fast, and it simply breaks the limit of the initial speed of the ghost king.

The ghost king, who is high up and cannot be beaten, is now like a lost dog with a tail between his legs, and he doesn't even dare to turn his head back.

As for the other ghosts, they were even more frightened, and they fled in all directions.

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