After Huo Du heard the words of the little ghost, there was a trace of confusion in his eyes, followed by bitter hatred.

Although every time, it was him who went to find trouble with Song Zhong! But it seems that it is you who suffers every time.

This trip to Beichuan. He was even more miserable, and almost died in the hands of Song Zhong.

What made him even more unacceptable was that after he performed the "Blood Escape Technique", his cultivation was directly knocked down to a realm.

Huo Du thought that after he escaped to the ghost capital, he would be able to finish the matter.

But just when he was reprimanded by his father-in-law, a little ghost told them that Song Zhong had actually come to the door......

The ghost is a young master and has a prominent position.

From the moment Huo Du became a ghost, he had never been so embarrassed as he was now.

Of course, there is no one who can make him so embarrassed.

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him......"

Huo Du roared like crazy, at this time he just wanted to tear Song Zhong's body to pieces!

Although Huo Du was in the period of total victory, he was not Song Zhong's opponent.

But don't forget, this is the ghost capital, the base camp of Huodu.

Now Huo Du has not lost the identity of the young master of the ghost capital. Fighting in this place, he could easily mobilize the soldiers and horses of the ghost capital to besiege Song Zhong.

As the saying goes, "Two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good man can't stand a lot of people!" "No matter how brave and invincible Song Zhong is, he can't resist the thousands of powerful ghosts in the ghost capital.

Thinking of this, Huo Du turned around and ran towards the door......

"Get back ...... me"

Huo Tianxing shouted at Huo Du, and then his face couldn't help but change.

Although the battle between the ghost capital and Taiqing is inevitable at this time.

But what he knew in his heart was that at this time, a change occurred.

This change is likely to affect the power pattern of the Yin and Yang Realm within a radius of hundreds of miles in Beichuan City.

The power that suddenly woke up in Beichuan City, if he really intended to come out and reap the benefits of the fisherman after the duel between the ghost capital and Taiqing.

Then no matter what the decisive battle is won or lost, the ghost will fall into a place of no return.

Therefore, before the matter is clarified, Song Zhong, the personal disciple of the Lingchen Daoist, must not die in the ghost capital.

Otherwise, the war between the two sects is likely to break out in advance.

"Father-in-law, Du'er is willing to lead the army and kill Song Zhong. Please do it! ”

Huo Tianxing's words, Huo didn't dare not listen.

At this time, he stopped, gritted his teeth violently, and then knelt down on one knee and said to Huo Tianxing with a hint of pleading.

"You stay here and see for your father!"

But Huo Tianxing, who was the lord of the ghost capital, didn't even look at Huo Du.

To be honest, Huo is the best of all his adopted sons.

But even he couldn't understand why Huo Du had such an unbearable performance when he faced Song Zhong.

Although he couldn't let Song Zhong die, he died in the ghost capital. But when he cultivated to a realm like him, there was still a way to break Song Zhong's Dao heart. Ruined from the side, his extraordinary qualifications.

Huo Du heard his father-in-law say that, but he didn't dare to refute it.

So he turned and walked back to the hall, and then directly crossed his knees on the spot, using the ghost power on his body to recover from his injuries.

Seeing this, Huo Tianxing nodded with some relief.

He sincerely hoped that Huo Du, this guy, could learn this lesson and become stronger.

In front of the gate of Fengdu City, Song Zhong looked at the charms and spirits around him, and his battle intent instantly surged all over his body.

I saw that he was thunderous, and a yellow talisman appeared between the palm of his right hand. Then suddenly, he threw it above the gate of the peak capital.

The evil spirits, the ghosts, around there, didn't even think of it. The onmyoji in front of him would be so bold that he dared to directly smash the gate of this peak capital.

In the center of Song Zhong's eyebrows, the silver-colored small sword mark loomed. Frightened many evil ghosts and ghosts around, they scattered and fled.

"Boom ......"

The yellow talisman was mixed with a trace of the scorching aura of the Golden Crow True Flame, and slammed into the gate of the Fengdu City.

The gate of the headquarters city of the ghost capital was directly blown open by Song Zhong in this way.

The ghost guards guarding the city, when they saw Song Zhong, didn't dare to do it directly.

But now, people have come to the door, even if they don't want to do it.

Otherwise, their master, Huo Tianxing, would definitely let them survive and not die.

The guy who took the lead among the ghost guards was a green ghost with a silver-level cultivation.

Seeing that he was on par with Song Zhongxiu below, he gritted his teeth and relied on his courage to float down from the top of the building.

As his body fell, the many ghost guards around him also gathered towards Song Zhong.

There were even more than a dozen bronze-level ghosts standing quietly behind Song Zhong to prevent him from taking the opportunity to escape.

"Huo Tianxing, I'm Song Zhong here. Release me! ”

Song Zhong didn't pay attention to these powerful ghosts in front of him at all.

He held the artifact "Donghuang Bell" in the palm of his hand, and then shouted into the depths of the ghost capital.

Song Zhong's voice, under the strong spell indoctrination, sounded like thunder, resounding through the heavens and the earth!

Naozhen was surrounded by the powerful ghosts around him, and his body couldn't help but fall backwards.

"Bold, junior, you dare to call me the name of the Lord of the Ghost Capital. Suffer death! ”

Seeing this, the leader of the ghost guard was furious in his heart, and with a violent reprimand, he pounced on Song Zhong with his teeth and claws.

His sharp nails stretched out, and the foul-smelling blood at the corners of his mouth continued to overflow.

And that Song Zhong, when facing the attack of the leader of the ghost guard, was just standing there, his body still moving.

Until the leader of the ghost guard was about to come to Song Zhong's approach, Song Zhong directly waved his fist and punched the "Donghuang Bell" in his hand.

"Knock ......"

A dull and powerful bell rang, and clusters of golden crow true flames suddenly appeared around Song Zhong as the center.

Those Golden Crow True Flames were very dense, so that the temperature in front of the Ghost Capital suddenly increased by several grades.

Ghosts and evil spirits are all yin creatures, and they are naturally afraid of fire, sunlight, and other supreme things.

The leader of the Ghost Guard, who saw that he was about to succeed in one blow, suddenly felt that his body had been surrounded by the Golden Crow True Flame at this time.

Before he could reflect what was going on, his body turned into a wisp of dust......

The Eastern Emperor is in hand, and I have it in the world.

Song Zhong, who was holding the "Donghuang Bell", faced the same silver-level green ghost, and killed it in one hit!

The surrounding evil ghost guards suddenly panicked, and after the death of their leader, the rest of the guys did not have the courage and determination to fight against Yu Song Zhong at all.

After Song Zhong was done together, he re-tied the "Donghuang Bell" around his waist.

On the palm of his right hand, a three-foot long sword with pitch black ink appeared.

"Death ......to those who stand in my way"

After the long sword appeared, Song Zhong pointed at it with the tip of his qi sword. Then he took a step forward and said to the many ghost guards around him.

A sword qi is as straight as a ghost like a long rainbow running through the sun. The Jin Crow True Flame that appeared around burned even more vigorously.

Some of the powerful ghosts who couldn't dodge were burned by the sudden increase in the fire.

Most of the demons around them who were trying to stop Song Zhong were pierced by that sword qi.

A terrible ghost scream came, and today's Fengdu City can be described as surprisingly lively......

Song Zhong walked towards the interior of the Fengdu City step by step.

Along the way, all the powerful ghosts who dared to stop him were all killed by a sword without exception.

But what made Song Zhong curious was that among these guys who came to stop him, there was not a single evil above the gold level. Even the ghost protector did not appear in one.

Just as Song Zhong was about to walk to the City Lord's Mansion, his gaze stopped slightly.

Because he clearly saw that about ten meters away in front of his eyes, there was a throne made of gold.

On that throne, there sat a powerful existence that made him unforgettable, Huo Tianxing, the lord of the ghost capital.

And behind Huo Tianxing, there were eighteen red-clothed ghost guards wearing red robes, making it difficult to see their faces clearly.

Eighteen red-clothed ghost guards who had cultivated to reach the gold level stood together, forming an extremely powerful aura fluctuation. Huo Tianxing saw Song Zhong coming, and there was no joy or sorrow in his tiger eyes.

Looking at his appearance at this time, it seems that he didn't make a big fuss about Song Zhong's entry into the ghost capital at all.

Song Zhong knew that even if Huo Tianxing didn't do it himself, those red-clothed ghost guards would have killed him in seconds. But at this time, he was still not afraid.

"Huo Tianxing, I'm Song Zhong here, release me ......"

Song Zhong raised the divine sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the throne. A sharp sword aura instantly formed an incomparably brilliant green lotus in mid-air.

"Presumptuous, get down on your knees ......"

The eighteen red-clothed ghost guards behind Huo Tianxing said to Song Zhong in unison.

Eighteen powerful coercions converged into one out, directly breaking Song Zhong's Qinglian swordsmanship.

There was even a lot of residual strength, all of which were pressed on Song Zhong's body.

"Pedal ......"

Song Zhong took a few steps backwards in a row, and then slammed the obsidian divine sword into the ground before resisting the powerful force.

(End of chapter)