"Slut, you're here...... Looking for death? ”

Just this sentence suddenly sounded like a thunderbolt in the sky, and it exploded in the ears of Hu Jing, who was in the sedan chair.

Her pretty face has changed dramatically, and her figure is like electricity.

Hu Jing appeared at the top of the luxurious sedan chair, and when she saw the figure standing on the giant sword, the pupils in a pair of apricot eyes couldn't help but shrink into a needle tip.

"You...... How could you ......?"

"How can I still be alive...... Is it? ”

Without waiting for Hu Jing to finish speaking, Guo Zijie sneered and spoke, and in an instant, a raging flame rose in the already dim ghost sky.

"What about being alive? Do you think you are still the ghost boy who suppressed the entire left path back then? ”

After a brief period of shock, Hu Jing regained her composure.

The rules of the White Bone Dao emerged, and the infinite white light condensed into a white skeleton that was on par with Guo Zijie in an instant.

The skeleton is like a white jade cast, and the whole body is full of brilliance.

Hu Jing, who thoroughly showed her strength, was powerful, arrogant, and indispensable.

As if he is now the master of this ghost, his eyes when he looks at Guo Zijie are full of disdain.

"This palace has already touched the rules and entered the handsome realm, even if you are alive, what can you do?"

Hu Jing put a pair of jade hands behind her, the long white dress on her body hunted in the wind, and her long hair fluttered with it, still the appearance of the white bone lady back then.

However, looking at Hu Jing in front of him, showing his muscles.

Guo Zijie felt extremely ridiculous, the Shuai Realm cultivator's contact with the rules was indeed powerful.

However, he had already devoured and melted the origin of the ghost, and in this ghost, even if it was a true Hou Realm cultivator in person, he was not afraid.

"It's useless to say more, this palace couldn't kill you back then, so I chose to seal you, and today ...... You won't have such good luck again. ”

In Hu Jing's apricot eyes, a strong killing intent emerged.

"Let me introduce, this person is Guo Zijie, the ghost boy who suppressed the left path for 20 years 3,000 years ago, this person will not die in the ghost for 3,000 years, and he must have mastered the mystery of immortality.

Kill him, and you will regain the mystery of immortality. ”

Among these left-handed monks who entered the ghosts, there were many people who were close to Shouyuan, and Hu Jing's words directly hit the key points in the hearts of these people.

"Immortality...... Phoenix! ”

Gu Fen, the master of the ancient family, who had already felt the breath of death, only the word immortality was left in his mind at this moment.

Not only Gu Fen, but also many other Zuo Dao families, their eyes were also red at this moment.

Monks are also human beings?

What are they desperately doing penance for?

It's not for immortality, it's for being able to control more powerful forces.

At this moment, there are two living examples in front of us.

Hu Jing is a handsome realm monk, his methods are ruthless and powerful, and he has the entire Hu family as the background, so everyone does not dare to act rashly.

However, the ghost boy Guo Zijie was alone, and he instantly became fat in the eyes of everyone.

"Kill, this seat will cut off his limbs and torture the true secret of immortality."

Gu Fen's excited face was flushed, a red ghost appeared on his body, and he personally led the elite of the entire Gu family to Guo Zijie on the giant sword like a wolf.

One after another, the figures are moving, and the ancient family, which is known for refining souls, is fused with itself at this moment.

One by one, their faces and bodies began to change, some of them had red hairs on their faces, some of them had sharp nails, and some of them had become vicious beasts with sharp horns......

In the blink of an eye, everyone in the entire Gu family became inhuman.

"Bang bang bang!"

The waves of qi swept through the air, plowing out the black yin soil below into three-meter-wide ravines with a depth of several meters, and these ravines were like sharp swords, killing Guo Zijie standing in the giant sword from all directions.

Facing the attack of an entire family, Guo Zijie's eyes were full of indifference.

"People...... You will always have to pay the price for your actions. ”

As the words fell, three hundred and sixteen black-veined swords condensed out of thin air above the silent ghostly sky.

The sword rained down from the sky with a fierce aura.

"Ahh

Gu Fen, who was already less than a few meters away from Guo Zijie, took the lead in letting out a miserable scream, and the sharp sword that fell from the sky nailed him from mid-air into the dirt below.

A sharp sword, like the legendary sword of Damox, all the people who did it were crucified on the spot.

"Hiss ......"

Such a scene made everyone's pupils, including Hu Jing, extremely constricted, and they involuntarily inhaled cool air.

However.

Guo Zijie's strength, although Hu Jing was shocked, did not arouse her jealousy, but also touched the greed in her heart.

"Bang Bang!" Hu Jing applauded lightly with a pair of jade hands, and her pretty face was full of appreciation: "It is worthy of being a ghost boy, in three thousand years, his strength has not retreated but advanced, but ...... How many people can you kill? ”

"You're talking too much nonsense!"

Guo Zijie didn't bother to say anything to this slut, the dark ghost eyes bloomed in an instant.

"Huh!"

An invisible blade descended from the sky, and a hundred-meter-long crack emerged a few meters in front of him.

"Hu Jing will die, others will ......" said, Guo Zijie's face appeared with a smile, and he said lightly: "Those who cross the line die!" ”

"Joke, you can kill Hongu?" was told to die by Guo Zijie one after another, and Hu Jing's patience was completely exhausted, and he directly triggered the rules of the White Bone Dao to shout angrily: "Kill him for this palace, and the secret of immortality will never be fought for by this palace." ”

Hu Jing's words were like a drop of cold water falling in a pot of smoking.

Moment.

All the Left Dao monks gathered here went completely crazy.

"Roar!"

With a corpse roar, the blood coffin behind Fu Wenyun, the master of the Fu family, was opened.

The corpse was full of anger, and the infinite evil qi spread from the body of this Zhen clan zombie that the Fu family had sacrificed for five generations, and Fu Wenyun sat on the head of the zombie with boundless ferocity.

"Haha, tear him up for this seat!"

When the words fell, the zombies were like cannonballs, stepping on the ground to kill Guo Zijie.

In addition to the corpse refining Fu family, the other Zuo Dao families are also using their hole cards to kill at this moment.

Powerful ghosts, resentful spirits, Gu poison, zombies, etc., all kinds of means are overwhelmingly turned into one, as if they are from the demon army in the netherworld.

In addition, Hu Jing, who was the strongest, also waved his white bone claws.

The anger is surging to the sky, and the killing intent runs through the sky.

"If you don't work hard, how will you understand what real despair is?"

Looking at the army in front of him that had already crossed the line and killed him, a sly smile appeared on the corner of Guo Zijie's mouth.

"Here comes the sword!"

A loud shout resounded in the sky.

The wind and clouds above the ghost sky are changing, and the sharp sword that killed the entire ancient family before has reappeared, and the sharp edge is like ice water locking these crazy evil cultivators.

"Brush, brush!"

The sword descended from the sky, and the cold light turned the earth in front of him into daylight, and the sound of blood and screams appeared.

The blade of the sword slashed down, and Hu Jing's indestructible white bone claws broke.

"Impossible, how is this possible...... Trapped for three thousand years, trapped here...... How can you be stronger than me. ”

The scene in front of him can be said to have completely exceeded Hu Jing's expectations.

The indifference and confidence on Qiao's face are long gone, her heart is shaking and frightened, and even the huge white bones that belong to her have become dull.

Shock to shock, sanity has not been lost.

Regardless of these Zuo Dao monks who were killed in the screams, Hu Jing turned around, collected the white bone skeleton and prepared to escape.

However, in order to take revenge on Guo Zijie, he has been looking forward to it for 3,000 years, how can he let Hu Jing leave?

A sharp sword turned into a cage and imprisoned Hu Jing on the earth.

"Here, this son is a 'god', where do you want to escape? Guo Zijie's indifferent voice with a sneer sounded, and his figure slowly walked towards Hu Jing from far and near.