Hearing a young woman dressed in a Bai costume call my name, I instantly fell into a state of confusion, completely unable to understand why the ghost king wanted to see me, this is incredible.

The people in the audience, Gan Fengchi is one of the top ten, and it seems that he still knows the ghost king, so it is normal to ask each other, and how can I compare Gan Fengchi?

Chen Zuming was born in Maoshan, and he is a member of the Southwest Religious Bureau, or a proud disciple of Gan Fengchi, why didn't the ghost king invite him?

Master Yuanzhu is a person from Dunhuang Baiyun Temple, except for Gan Fengchi, he is the highest in terms of seniority, and he has been in the Daomen rivers and lakes for many years, and he has already been famous all over the world, why didn't the ghost king invite him?

Then He Kunyan, although I don't think this person is happy, but I have to admit that this guy is the mage of Longhu Mountain, Longhu Mountain has stood for thousands of years, and there are many people under him, He Kunyan is also a disciple of the master of Longhu Mountain, Yu Xuzi, and he is also the number one person in the Daomen rivers and lakes, why not invite him?

And I, a fledgling who just entered the Daomen, a nameless boy, only got involved by chance, and I don't know the ghost king, why did he invite me?

Don't say it's me, even Yuanzhu and He Kunyan Chen Zuming looked at me in surprise at this moment, presumably they couldn't understand why I was invited by the Ghost King.

Although I don't know why, but now that my mother is trapped in the pavilion, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, I have to break through, not to mention that I am accompanied by Gan Fengchi, and immediately arched my hand towards Gan Fengchi: "Senior, please!" ”

Gan Fengchi nodded, and walked towards the pavilion on the mountain peak, He Kunyan's eyes flashed, and he was about to follow forward, the young woman suddenly waved her right hand, and suddenly I saw a white light flying out of his sleeve like lightning.

He Kunyan's face changed, his body took several steps back in a row, shook the dust in his hand, and immediately fanned the white light on the ground, and everyone looked at it but found that it was actually a scorpion.

"Miao Jiang Wu Gu, are you a member of the Miao Jiang Five Immortal Sect?" He Kunyan exclaimed.

The young woman looked at him coldly: "Take another step forward and die!" ”

After speaking, he turned around and took me and Gan Fengchi towards the peak, walked for about ten minutes, and I saw in the distance under the pavilion, Yang Yunqing and Chaoyan Demon Monk stood coldly aside, Qi Sheng followed with low eyebrows, and my mother was in a coma in the pavilion, only Bai Yu trembled, her little face was pale, and when she saw me coming up, she hurriedly shouted: "Xiang Nan, save me, I believe in you, there are really ghosts!" ”

It seems that Bai Yu should have seen a lot of ghosts after being caught, so the resolute female criminal policeman was already frightened at the moment, and she was a weak girl.

I glanced at her, and Yang Yunqing suddenly snorted coldly: "Xiangnan, today is your death!" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a crisp sound, Yang Yunqing pulled out a soft sword and stabbed at me, and in an instant, bursts of sword light filled the air, I suddenly picked up the Nanhai Inner Cultivation, pulled forward, pushed out with my right palm, and swept the palm wind.

Yang Yunqing's body flashed, directly avoiding the palm wind, the soft sword danced, and the sword flower attacked, and in an instant, it enveloped me in all directions, forming a sword net, gradually approaching me, although I was not panicked, I continued to run the South China Sea internal cultivation, wanting to break this sword net.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, and among the many sword nets, Gan Fengchi suddenly made a move, and his two fingers clamped in the sword net, and immediately clamped Yang Yunqing's soft sword in his hand.

Yang Yunqing's face changed, and he wanted to pull out the soft sword, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it out at all.

"Get out!"

Gan Fengchi drank coldly, his fingers were forced, and with a bang, the soft sword broke in response, turning into two pieces and falling to the ground.

"Today, for the sake of your master's South China Sea Sword Demon, I will spare your life, and if you dare to step into the Central Plains again and be embarrassed to the south, do you dare to go to your South China Sea to drink tea!"

Gan Fengchi said arrogantly, Yang Yunqing's face turned pale, his eyes glared at Gan Fengchi, he looked at me again, and then made a gesture of his heart, my face was cold, knowing that Yang Yunqing was talking about the inheritance of the Fu Seal, it seems that she is still a thief, I will definitely practice hard in the future, only by raising my strength, I will not be afraid of anyone!

"Mr. Su Wengan is one of the top ten masters in the world, today I want to learn from Yan!"

The demon monk suddenly spoke, as soon as the words fell, he scattered the Buddha beads and rushed towards Gan Fengchi like lightning, and at the same time he kept on his feet, before the Buddha beads reached Gan Fengchi's eyes, he had rushed up, raised his hands, and a robe was tied into a stick, and smashed directly on the top of Gan Fengchi's head.

Gan Fengchi stood still, with a slight wave of his right hand, the strong wind swept, and the three Buddha beads that came quickly fell to the ground, and at the same time, he smoked with his right hand, and the cigarette stick was in his hand, and smashed directly at the chest of the demon monk.

The demon monk immediately retreated, and the clothes and sticks formed by the robe changed again and smashed at Gan Fengchi, Gan Fengchi sneered, and a mouthful of thick phlegm suddenly erupted from his mouth, which spit directly on the demon monk's robe, and then the cigarette stick was thrown again.

Syllable!

The left cheek of the demon monk suddenly had a red mark, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

"Yay, well played!" Bai Yu shouted from the side.

Gan Fengchi put away the cigarette stick, looked at the demon monk who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and asked coldly: "Under the throne of Dalun Ming, what are you in line?" ”

The demon monk took a deep breath and said, "The poor monk is incompetent, only at the end!" ”

Gan Fengchi nodded: "It's good to be able to catch me three moves at the end, I won't kill you today, you go back and tell King Dalun Ming, my brother Bi is in good health, and he can eat a chicken every meal, and you persuade him to die as soon as possible to invade the Central Plains." ”

The demon monk was surprised: "Bi Changchun is still alive?" ”

Gan Fengchi rolled his eyes: "Even if our old bones are gone, but there are talented people in the country, any junior can abuse him Dalun Ming King, you tell him that it is best to hold the one-third acre of land in the Western Regions, if he dares to get involved in the Central Plains, he will let him reincarnate the temple chicken and dog will not stay!" ”

After speaking, Gan Fengchi looked at Qi Sheng on the other side, and frowned: "Baiyunguan has been stationed in Dunhuang for decades, you are the first traitor, you can't be left!" ”

When the words fell, five fingers were stretched, and a strong wind swept towards Qi Sheng, Qi Sheng's face was panicked, and he hurriedly shouted: "Ghost King, save me!" ”

But no one paid attention to him at all, Qi Sheng trembled with fright, turned around and rushed to my mother and Bai Yu, wanting to take hostages again, my face was furious, and I rushed out, and the soul cup that had been tightly locked in my arms was suddenly sacrificed.

Brush!

A white light suddenly exploded and shrouded Qi Sheng's body, Qi Sheng's body was stunned for a moment, and then he sneered: "The Soul Collecting Cup can only deal with the Yin Soul Powerful Ghost, and it has no effect on me." ”

After speaking, the probe grabbed my mother, I flew up, and Nanhai Neixiu quietly operated in my body, and directly punched Qi Sheng in the back.

Burst!

Qi Sheng spat blood from his mouth, leaned forward, and grabbed my mother's neck with his right hand.

"Stop, or I'll kill her!"

Shout!

As soon as the words fell, a strong wind suddenly burst out from behind the pavilion, directly penetrating the pillars of the pavilion, castration did not stop, and a pop penetrated Qi Sheng's neck.

"The rivers and lakes are in trouble, the old and weak women and children should be killed!"

An extremely desolate voice came from behind the gazebo, and when the sound fell, the traitor Qi Sheng's head flew up suddenly, and blood more than a meter high burst out of his neck, until the head hit the ground, his body slowly fell, with resentment and unwillingness in his eyes.

Yes!

In such a tragic situation, Bai Yu screamed in surprise and passed out directly.

I was so frightened that I felt the ruthlessness of the person who made the move, and when I turned around, I saw a white-clothed scholar walking slowly behind the pavilion.

This person is in his thirties, wearing an ancient scholarly robe, his long hair is untied, extremely lazy and scattered on his shoulders, his sword eyebrows are bright, he is a white-faced scholar, extremely handsome, and then he looks at his eyes, but it is as deep as the sea, as if there is a golden iron horse voice bursting out in his eyes.

He is a generation of ghost king Shen Sanlang!

Gan Fengchi's face instantly became a little solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Shen Sanlang, you invited me to go up the mountain, did you just want these clowns to try my skills?" ”

Shen Sanlang smiled slightly, stepped on the ground, sat down at the bloody pavilion stone table, and then said to Gan Fengchi: "There are friends from afar, I am very happy, please sit!" ”

Gan Fengchi sneered, and sat down on the opposite side of the stone table, both of them were a generation of masters, and their momentum was unexpectedly comparable.

A young woman dressed in Bai costume came with a teapot in her hand, put it on the stone table, and then stood beside Shen Sanlang in a flash, her face was joyless, I naturally didn't dare to sit with the two, so I had to clasp the soul cup tightly and stand behind Gan Fengchi, but my eyes consciously looked at Yang Yunqing and the demon monk who were seriously injured by Gan Fengchi.

These two haven't left yet, and the devil knows what else they'll be out of in a while!

"Little brother, you can give me my stuff back now!"

Shen Saburo suddenly stared at me and said, I was instantly confused, staring at him in surprise, not understanding when I took his things.

Shen Sanlang smiled slightly, and hooked his fingers: "Old friend, I haven't seen each other for hundreds of years, are you okay?" ”

As soon as the words fell, I felt the soul cup in my arms tremble, and the tremor became more and more severe, as if a dog had seen its master.

I was surprised, and before I could react, the Soul Cup suddenly broke through my clothes, and then flew lightly into Shen Sanlang's hand.

Seeing this scene, I suddenly chuckled in my heart, the Rootless Daoist once said that the Soul Collecting Cup was the weapon of a generation of Dana hundreds of years ago, but he didn't tell me who it was, could it be that the generation of Dana he said was the ghost king Shen Sanlang in front of him?

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