Qi Yunfei left a diary.

There is a transcript in the diary that the Black Hellghost King is still alive.

Zhang Qingfeng has been pondering the possible hiding location of the Black Hell Ghost King since he read the diary, and he has also been on guard against the sneak attack of the most terrifying demon king in the continent, whose strength is even stronger than his own thousands of years ago, but he has never been able to sense any clues.

In this regard, Zhang Qingfeng was both anxious and helpless.

The Black Prison Ghost King is good at concealment, after experiencing the Great War a thousand years ago, he will definitely become more cautious, he tosses such a big movement, if he was hiding in the swamp, he should have found himself a long time ago, so what is he waiting for?

The suppression of the black clouds above Thousand Blades City had a great impact on Zhang Qingfeng's spiritual perception, and the aura in the black clouds and the ghost qi of the black prison were similar in some ways, the only difference was the lack of some death aura from the Netherworld.

Under the suppression of the black clouds, Zhang Qingfeng's spiritual sense sensitivity was greatly reduced, and his intuition reminded him that if the Black Hell Ghost King was really hiding in Thousand Blades City, the black clouds in the air were undoubtedly his best hiding place, so from the beginning of the battle to the present, he had never risen to a height of more than 5,000 meters, the purpose was to not get too close to the black clouds.

However, there are some things that you can't just avoid if you want to.

In order to break through the cage conjured by the cloud beast, Zhang Qingfeng had to go all out, in order to kill the last ancestor of the Black Witch Clan, he had to use the method of exchanging injuries for injuries to fight the other party, and the three bloody cuts in his chest were the price he paid for this.

For Zhang Qingfeng, who cultivated in the Nine Realms, the wound on his chest was not fatal, not even a serious injury, at the moment when the ancestor of the Black Witch Clan made a move, he accurately calculated the price of carrying a claw and even calculated the direction of the claw cutting his body, as long as he resisted this claw, he could pierce more than half of the qi on the black bear's body with the sword and imprison his body in a short time, and then it was the moment of victory.

Master duel, to say slow, it is difficult to tell the winner after a few days and nights, to say fast, the victory or defeat is only in an instant.

As long as the calculation is accurate and the moves are correct and effective, defeating the opponent is actually a matter of an instant.

And analyzing the weaknesses and flaws of the opponent in the battle is what Zhang Qingfeng is best at.

But now Zhang Qingfeng had to change his plan and give up this fleeting nirvana.

The Black Hell Ghost Qi is the most terrifying death gas in the world that even a giant dragon can poison.

As long as ordinary people get a little bit of it, their whole body will rot, and it will turn into a pile of dry bones in less than a stick of incense.

Although the martial arts cultivator is physically strong, he can't resist the erosion of ghost qi, once this poisonous gas extracted from the carrion is inhaled into the body, it is equivalent to riding the express train of death, and it is only a matter of time before he dies.

A thousand years ago, the Black Prison Ghost King was killed by Zhang Qingfeng himself.

In order to deal with him, Zhang Qingfeng had been preparing for nearly ten years, and as for the ghost qi of the black prison, he naturally also studied the corresponding way to crack it.

But no matter what kind of cracking method there is, there is no way to expel the death ghost qi on Zhang Qingfeng's wound at this moment.

It's so refined.

The blood-red luster that flickered in the pitch-black ghost qi reminded Zhang Qingfeng that this ghost qi was left by the Black Hell Ghost King himself, and the toxicity was even more violent than it was thousands of years ago!

There are also too many of them.

The entire chest and lower abdomen were all covered with a layer of black gas in just a few breaths, and the skin and flesh around the wound had begun to dry up, shrink, and deform.

You must know that Zhang Qingfeng's physical body is now comparable to a holy weapon, and in terms of resistance and defense against poison, it is not much better than the dragon's body.

But under the erosion of the black prison ghost qi, it turned out to be so fragile, looking like this, it seemed that it wouldn't take a while, his entire chest would be corroded into a pile of skeletons, no, maybe there would not even be bones left.

"You're waiting, I'm waiting. ”

The voice of the Ancestor of the Black Witch Clan rang out, and there was undisguised pride in his voice.

"For the past two months, you've been watching us for an opportunity, and I've been watching you too, waiting for a chance to strike you a killer blow. ”

"A thousand years ago, you killed me. ”

"A thousand years later, I will kill you. ”

"That's fair, isn't it?"

In just a few words, it undoubtedly confirmed the identity of the ancestor of the Black Witch Clan, he was the Black Prison Ghost King!

The expression on Zhang Qingfeng's face was very painful, beads of sweat kept rolling down the corners of his forehead, the pain caused by the black prison ghost qi was directly acting on the soul, it felt like there were countless knives cutting wildly all over his body, so he couldn't help but want to scream, but it hurt so much that he couldn't even make a sound.

"It really hurts. ”

It was clear that her fate was in the face of the enemy, but Zhang Qingfeng suddenly remembered the little black dragon, remembering how pitiful and desperate she should have been enduring the erosion of the ghost qi of the black prison for so many years, and what a strong perseverance and belief she had supported for hundreds of years.

"Unexpectedly, you're still alive. ”

Zhang Qingfeng raised his head, looked at the black bear as tall as a mountain, and spit out his voice with difficulty.

"yes, I didn't expect you to be alive too. ”

This is a critical juncture that decides life and death, it should not be the time to talk too much, it can be seen that Zhang Qingfeng is not in a hurry to save himself, but is in the mood to delay time, and the ancestor of the Black Witch Clan does not need to be in a hurry.

"The person who manipulated Qi Yunfei and Shangguan Lin'er to kill me when I was ascending turned out to be you. Zhang Qingfeng looked up at the black cloud above his head, his voice was very lost, "For so many years, there has been no news of you on the mainland, it turns out that you have been hiding in the territory of the Black Witch Clan, and you have become their ancestor, I really admire." ”

The Black Prison Ghost King said: "You are wrong! The Black Witch Clan and the Black Prison are the same family, and the Black Prison back then was just a touchstone for me to use to attack the human race, but unfortunately you found out that the plan failed, although the loss was a bit unacceptable, but it also reminded me that I would not make the same mistake again." ”

A thousand years ago, the Black Prison Pulse developed too fast, and it was too eager for quick success, and it regarded human life like a mustard, which finally angered the entire cultivation world in the Central Domain, and Zhang Qingfeng led people to uproot it, and the mistake that the Black Prison Ghost King said was like this.

Zhang Qingfeng listened carefully to these words, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "It's a pity, you're still too anxious." ”

"W-what?" the Black Hell Ghost King didn't react for a moment.

Zhang Qingfeng ignored him and continued: "Before you reveal your identity, you should have carefully investigated my experience in the past few years after I was reborn, but unfortunately you didn't. ”

With the voice, Zhang Qingfeng's aura changed, and the black prison ghost qi that was spreading in his chest suddenly stopped, not only that, but the ghost qi that had already invaded his flesh and blood seemed to be attracted by an invisible force, and quickly surged towards his sea of wisdom.

At the same time, Zhang Qingfeng flicked his sleeves forward, and the entire sky suddenly turned into a sea of swords!