There are 100 kinds of ghosts!

But the naturally strong combat power is undoubtedly headless ghosts, powerful ghosts, evil ghosts, hairy ghosts, evil ghosts, and so on.

Among them, the hairy ghost has three colors, black, white and red!

The strength of the red-haired ghost is stronger, and the hair is still poisonous, when this red-haired ghost more than two meters tall burst into the air again, frantically swinging his fist, eager to hammer it to death, but Zhao Zimo had wind under his feet, leaned backwards, and a dexterous small flying sword drilled out of his sleeve, easily breaking through his steel-like skin and entering his body.

"Roar!!" The red-haired ghost feels something in his stomach and feels bad.

But Zhao Zimo ignored his roar and screamed, the two fingers of his right hand were slightly raised, and the Qingmang Sword suddenly burst out with sword qi, stirring up his internal organs, and also took advantage of the situation, directly penetrating his Heavenly Spirit Gai and flying back into his hand.

At that moment, this seemingly powerful and incomparable red-haired ghost also fell to the ground dying, turning into a pile of red hair, without him, Zhao Zimo, a fellow practitioner of immortal martial arts, had extraordinary combat power!

Even if the sun has set, his realm has not dropped at all, it is impossible to say that there is no point of dedication!

Originally, there were two and a half layers of Dragon Pool Qi Luck, and he consumed at least half of his Qi Luck at this time!

But he still has to insist, otherwise, it is like a living person entering the underworld, if there is no strong cultivation support, he will definitely be frozen by the yin qi and eventually die.

And he also used his true qi to take care of Wang Ling'er, otherwise she would have been frozen, but even so, this little girl who didn't say a word still turned blue and trembled a little.

"There's really no way, there's still a mile of land, how fast can Lao Tzu be if he doesn't believe in ghosts and immortals?" He has the Ten Thousand Miles Divine Talisman in his hand, but he has to fly to thousands of miles before he can stop slowly, otherwise if that exaggerated speed stops, he will spit blood at an exaggerated speed, not to mention Wang Ling'er behind him.

Some of the wild ghosts around him didn't hear his natural whispers, and when he lost his mind, they quickly besieged him, but ...... As Zhao Zimo took out a mountain and sea seal the size of a baby's fist, in this ghost domain, it seemed that a dazzling sun had fallen!

With Zhao Zimo as the center, white light shone within a radius of a hundred zhang, and the so-called jungle illusion disappeared, turning into a long-scorched land, and those ghosts all shouted in horror.

"Saint!"

"Saint Seal!!

"What the hell is this with the town ghost monument!!"

At that moment, those old ghosts who have been dead for a hundred years want to cry, do you have a saint seal that doesn't take it out earlier, it's just a dead ghost!

But their retreating figures froze, because the moment Zhao Zimo took out the mountain and sea seal, this group of ghosts and monsters completely turned into ashes, and the heroic righteousness erupted in the mountain and sea seal, surging endlessly, like a monstrous wave, sweeping all the ghosts in the ghost domain.

"Where did the saint descend to the Ghost Gate?" In such a huge situation, how not to attract the attention of those ghosts and immortals, a voice came from a distance, deafening, echoing between this heaven and earth.

Zhao Zimo's face changed slightly, ghost fairy!

The next moment, his running speed soared directly to the limit, and every step would make a deep footprint, and in just a few breaths, he had already run a hundred feet away!

But there was a thunderous explosion in the sky, and his heart became more and more anxious, because it was a sonic boom caused by his body penetrating the air!

But in the eagerness is useless......

As a dark green rainbow light swept over his head, an old ghost in a green robe stood in front of him, and the moment Zhao Zimo was stared at by his green eyes, it seemed to be trapped in an ice cellar, even if the dragon's spine and the seal of the mountains and seas were of no avail......

"Reader? Warriors? Or a monk? The ghost fairy looked at him coldly, and his voice was harsh and abnormal, making people can't help but feel chills.

"Zhao Zimo, the second disciple of the Pure Yang Sword Sect Stepping Immortal Peak, has seen the ghost immortal senior!" Straight to the point, Zhao Zimo is not as good as others, of course, he has to take out all his hole cards!

Sure enough, this green-robed ghost immortal, when he heard the Pure Yang Sword Sect, his eyes really flickered a little, and he still revealed the jade sword hanging on his chest as if he didn't have it, which made this green-robed ghost immortal can't help but want to pinch him to death!

"This Teng Huafeng has been dead for 10,000 years, and he is the same generation as your ancestor Lu Dongbin, are you trying to scare me with your master Li Daochun?" The green-robed old man showed a hint of disdain.

But although Zhao Zimo was frightened, he sneered in his heart, you Teng Huafeng all know the Poor Dao Stepping Immortal Peak, and you also know Li Daochun, who was born thousands of years later, are you not afraid, don't you have a B number in your heart?

It's just that he is afraid of his master, it doesn't mean that he is afraid of himself, Zhao Zimo still arched his hand and said: "The younger generation is about to get married, experience a human robbery, and strayed into the ghost domain, please forgive the seniors, this is some small gifts for the juniors, please accept it from the seniors!" ”

He directly took out the three flying swords with the lowest spirituality, and handed them to Teng Huafeng with a distressed face, he didn't believe it, this old guy was not moved, and if he really wanted to kill people and rob treasures, he had to weigh his self-confidence.

Teng Huafeng's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, he didn't expect that this little guy's courage was really good, and he actually sacrificed three spirit flying swords for a small human robbery, not to mention the spirituality of this thing.

Just talking about the appearance of advancing and retreating to a certain extent, it is much stronger than those guys who rely on their elders and have no one in their eyes, but those guys who have no one in their eyes are basically dead......

It's not that you can't enter the ghost realm, but the premise is that you have to have a strong enough cultivation or identity!

In addition, if you want to have something to do with the ghosts and immortals in the ghost domain, it is not much easier than hooking up with the emperor Lao'er of the Tang Dynasty.

"Forget it, this seat still had some friendship with Lu Dongbin back then, you are his apprentice and grandson, I will spare your life today, and enter the ghost domain in the future, don't go rashly, this ghost will be accepted by you!" Tenghuafeng threw him a pitch-black token quite magnificently.

Zhao Zimo took it in his hand, and he felt that the yin qi around him had decreased, and Wang Ling'er's face was much better.

Despite this Tenghuafeng bragging and not making a draft, he still thanked: "Thank you for the love of the seniors, if you have the opportunity, the juniors will definitely go to the ghost gate to visit the seniors!" ”

"Hmph, don't be scared by me and don't dare to come, I see that your talent is good, so I will give you a token, if you have cultivated to the out-of-body realm and want to condense the highest quality Yin God, it is best to come to the inside of God's City, but don't come empty-handed when the time comes!" Teng Huafeng sneered, and disappeared in front of him again as a rainbow light.

And Zhao Zimo finally took a deep breath and left the ghost domain quickly with Wang Ling'er on his back.

……………………

It was already dark, and Wang Cheng and his wife, as well as the dozen or so guards, had long lost any hope......

But suddenly seeing Zhao Zimo, who was covered in blood, walking out with Wang Ling'er on his back, they really couldn't help but exclaim!

"Ling'er, Ling'er, are you alright......" The woman's voice trembled a little.

Wang Ling'er shook her head, and finally cried: "Mother, I won't run anymore, I won't run around anymore!" ”

Even if Wang Cheng is well-informed in Tang'an City, that is, in the prosperous Tang Kingdom, he has never heard of anyone who has entered the ghost domain and killed many ghosts and monsters and can come out again.

Zhao Zimo untied the rope and handed over Wang Ling'er and the little rabbit to the woman, who had not been harmed at all, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief......

"Brother Zhao, thank you for your great kindness, this is not the place to talk, let's come to my carriage to recuperate and rest for a while." Wang Cheng didn't know what to think, so he could only say good things.

He nodded after a moment's hesitation, and followed them down the other avenue.

And he also looked at the pitch-black token in his hand, which should be made of a thousand-year-old locust tree, with a hard texture, full of yin energy, and words on both sides.

The front is engraved with a ghost gate!

It is written on the back, Tenghuafeng's guest!