"Who are you, have you never seen your person, the new descendant of a big family?" This seven or eight-year-old kid raised his eyebrows, and his speech and attitude did not look like that of a child, after all, he had been dead for hundreds of years......

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, or you'll die!" Zhao Zimo looked at him with a gloomy face, suddenly snapped his fingers, and a small flying sword also flew out of his sleeve, he didn't know if this group of ghosts could use swordsmanship, but if he didn't want to reveal that he was a human, he could only take a risk.

And the effect was quite good, this seven or eight-year-old little ghost instantly turned blue with fright, and took a few steps back in panic, and then hurriedly bent down to admit his mistake.

"Get out, this little girl is mine!" Zhao Zimo didn't dare to continue to delay, and turned his head to leave.

That hundred-year-old little ghost wanted to take a deep breath to relieve his frightened mood, for fear that he would be swallowed by him in one bite to increase his cultivation, but unfortunately he was a ghost and couldn't breathe......

"Less...... Master, that ghost seems to have a shadow! A ghost soldier trembled and pointed his finger over.

Zhao Zimo sighed, after all, he was still discovered, with the little ghost shouting angrily, the voice spread far away, and a green light crossed the space, directly through the little ghost's head, he didn't even say a last word, and instantly turned into a puff of green smoke and dissipated with the wind.

Those dozens of fierce ghosts surged in an instant, regardless of others, and the speed was comparable to that of an innate martial artist!

"Get out!" Zhao Zimo hugged Wang Ling'er and turned his head and shouted, and the dragon spine in his body instantly burst out with powerful qi and blood perfusion throughout his body.

The thick yang energy emanated, and those fierce ghosts who were just about to approach him, their skin seemed to have been splashed with a basin of hot oil and water, and black smoke came out of their bodies, and they all wailed and retreated, as if they could turn into a puddle of black water if they got closer to this person.

It's a pity that the roar of that little ghost, coupled with Zhao Zimo's rich yang energy, appeared in the ghost domain, which was tantamount to holding an incendiary bomb as a signal light in the dark night when he couldn't see his fingers, so he still attracted a lot of attention.

"Where did the martial artist come from, dare to come to the ghost domain to spread wild, then don't go back alive!"

"Hahahaha, what are you going to do when you go back, it's not good to become a ghost?"

"Come and taste the yang martial arts meat, it's really good!"

Voices came from all directions, Zhao Zimo put Wang Ling'er behind his back with his backhand, took out a rope from Fang Cun Ring, and tied it tightly to himself, while Wang Ling'er held the rabbit in his chest, held his shoulders with both hands, and behaved very well-behaved.

The little girl's hair was very long, hanging down on his neck, feeling a little itchy, he turned his head to look at the nervous little face, and smiled instead: "You weren't afraid when you caught rabbits, but now you're scared?" ”

"Don't be afraid, Ling'er is not afraid, and if you have a brother, you are not afraid!" Wang Ling'er shook her little head,

"Haha, then brother, I'll take you to kill ghosts!" Zhao Zimo smiled presumptuously, ignoring those little ghosts who didn't dare to move, and ran directly into the jungle, like a fierce tiger.

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

Because the sun is about to set, the yin air is starting to rise and the temperature is getting colder and colder.

There were fierce ghosts all around, and even many ghosts were still carrying Yin soldiers, but Zhao Zimo was fearless, he didn't use a sword, he relied on a pair of fists, and quickly slammed into the fierce ghosts that were quickly swept away, directly making them scattered.

But the martial artist's qi and blood are limited, and as the sky turns dark, no matter how big he is, he has to be consumed here by them, so the powerful ghosts around him are smiling and ready to attack secretly at any time.

But Zhao Zimo was in no mood to spend it with them, and his heart was about to rush forward directly.

But at that moment, a ghost pawn with a steel knife rushed up and slashed at Wang Ling'er's head, Zhao Zimo turned his head and opened his mouth to spit out a white gas, and the ghost pawn's face was spit out, as if it was inserted into the ice by red-hot iron, and it melted directly!

As for why these ghosts are so fast, of course, it is due to the lack of physical restraints.

Even ordinary ghosts can travel hundreds of miles at night, this kind of old ghost who has been dead for hundreds of years, if there is continuous incense at home, his strength will naturally increase greatly, so the moment he turned around, he was actually slashed.

Fortunately, he was able to block it with his arm, only to hear a 'poof', the blade of the knife melted, but a trace of blood flowed from his arm.

"Hahaha, it's good to bleed, and you're not a martial artist in the King Kong Realm, and you dare to come to the Ghost Domain, I think you've lived enough, right?" The ghost pawn threw down the broken blade and sneered and burst back.

But Zhao Zimo was faster, he suddenly stepped forward, as if he was close to the end of the world, and actually came to him in one step.

"Ah, save me, save me!" The ghost pawn was terrified, and if he didn't get close to this person, he couldn't feel it at all, there seemed to be a small sun in this martial artist's body, and his qi and blood were pouring into his body continuously, and he really felt fear at this time.

But with Zhao Zimo smashing his blocked arms with one punch, and suddenly hammering a big hole in his chest, this ghost pawn can only turn into a pool of black water, and he can't talk nonsense anymore.

In just a few miles, Zhao Zimo will die with one punch no matter what the hell he is!

How thick his qi and blood are, only he understands that he has more than a dozen knife wounds on his body at this time, and he should have entered his body with yin qi and his body is cold.

However, the speed at which the dragon's spine converts qi and blood is faster, the qi and blood flow through the dragon's spine and body, and the martial arts realm is still at its peak.

"Come out, it's all ghosts and hiding, is it necessary?" Zhao Zimo, who was stained with blood in a white robe, carried Wang Ling'er unscathed, and walked forward step by step, he felt that there were ghosts here, and his cultivation was not low, but he couldn't find his location.

After all, ghosts don't make a sound when they walk......

"Hahaha, you don't even understand sneaky?" A cold laugh came from the empty jungle, and Zhao Zimo held the Qingmang Sword in his hand, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time.

However, at the moment when he stepped forward, the soles of his feet were instantly pierced by sharp weapons, and the feeling of coldness in the marrow came, according to normal people's thinking, he must raise his feet, but Zhao Zimo gritted his teeth and stepped down fiercely, and with the explosion of true qi, the ground collapsed a large piece!

An old ghost hiding in the ground was covered in black gas, crawling out from the front, Zhao Zimo ignored the injuries on his feet, kicked away again, and directly cut it off, and another old ghost turned into a puddle of black water sprinkled on the ground.

But before he could take another step forward, an incomparably cold fist wind came from behind, and he turned his head and punched away.

Just listen to a loud 'bang'.

Zhao Zimo didn't even punch him away, and the red ghost figure actually took a few steps back at the same time as him, and it seemed to be evenly matched.

"Red-haired ghost?" Zhao Zimo clenched his fists, he felt that the red hair seemed to be poisonous, and it made his fingers numb, he turned his head to look at the nervous Wang Ling'er, and found that her face was pale, and it seemed that she couldn't stop for too long.

According to the current situation, he wants to sacrifice the mountain and sea seal to smash this group of guys.

But this group of ghosts obviously didn't want to alarm those thousand-year-old ghosts inside the ghost gate.

Because they want to monopolize their own flesh and blood to increase their cultivation, and if he really wants to take out the seal of the mountains and seas, the ghost domain is like a saint descending, and I don't know how much repercussions it can cause.

As for that case, the ghosts that come are not the ghosts outside the ghost gate, and they can attract some ghosts and fairies!