Han Mo sneered, "I didn't think about letting them go. ”

When I came to the foot of the Ghost King Mountain, I looked up, the Ghost King Mountain was pitch black, and the whole mountain was surrounded by a strong ghost atmosphere. Han Mo smiled, "I don't insult the three words of Ghost King Mountain." ”

Striding up the mountain, the rich ghost aura surged from all directions like water.

Han Mo pinched his fingers and hit it, directly separating the ghost qi.

Walking up a hundred and ten meters, several ghosts flashed. One by one, they were wearing armor, exuding a fierce aura all over their bodies, staring at Han Mo with cold eyes.

"Who dares to trespass on Ghost King Mountain!"

"Toothpick Stirring Tank ......"

"What do you mean?"

"Looking for something." Han Mo said lightly: "You may not know that the daughter and son-in-law of the Demon Cloud Ghost King and the in-laws have been destroyed by me. You tell the Demon Cloud Ghost King to get out and surrender obediently, otherwise, the Ghost King Mountain will be leveled. ”

Several ghosts snorted coldly.

Han Mo sighed, "You don't believe my words when you look like you." ”

"Do you want to take him up the mountain to see the ghost king?"

"The Ghost King has a special identity, how can he see it if he wants to?"

"Boss, they look down on you." The crocodile turned over and gloated. Han Mo patted it on the head, "You actually dare to tease me." ”

After that, he looked up at the several ghosts around him, and smiled faintly, "Since that's the case, then I'll start killing." ”

The dragon spring was unsheathed and swept away.

From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, all the ghosts who met Han Mo were scattered.

Ghost King Mountain, there is a huge palace on the top of the mountain.

The shape of the palace is peculiar and strange.

In front of the palace gate stood four pillars, engraved with hideous and terrifying images, each pillar was tied to a ghost, the appearance was very miserable.

Above the palace hangs a black plaque with three large twisted characters written on it.

Yama Temple!

Two red lanterns hang in the corners of the eaves on both sides.

"General, General......"

Suddenly, two ghost figures rushed out of the mountain forest and headed straight for the Yama Temple. Howling while running, unspeakably miserable. A tall ghost figure walked out of the Yama Temple, stopped the two ghost shadows who were fleeing in a hurry, glared angrily, and shouted, "What's wrong?" ”

"General, someone is coming!"

"Who?"

"I don't know, the cultivation is extremely high, and I have already killed all the people guarding the mountain. Whereas...... And ......"

"Say!"

"The princess and the colt are dead at his hands."

"What?!" The tall ghost screamed, his arm stretched out and clenched it hard, and a jet-black spear appeared in his hand.

Bang bang!

Two ghosts flew out of the forest screaming and flying upside down, and before they could land, they were already gone. Han Mo slowly walked out of the forest, saw the two ghost shadows kneeling in front of the tall ghost figure, and sneered: "It's really useless, let you come to report the news that you have only come here." ”

"General, this is the person!"

The tall ghost stared at Han Mo, and was very surprised to see that Han Mo was so young.

Han Mo exuded a strong aura of slaughter all over his body, and slowly walked towards the Yama Palace. He glanced up and sneered, "Yama Palace, the name is not true. ”

"Bold, dare to trespass on Ghost King Mountain." Han Mo sighed, it was this tone again.

The tall ghost figure rushed up, stepped out, and a powerful murderous aura invaded. Han Mo stomped on the soles of his feet, his true qi burst out, and with a wave of the Longquan sword, the murderous aura broke.

The sword light went straight to the tall ghost.

The tall ghost was taken aback and hurriedly ducked to the side.

Han Mo kicked suddenly, and his body swept away like the wind. The Longquan sword slashed towards the neck of the tall ghost, and the tall ghost quickly resisted with the spear in his hand.

With a clang, the tall ghost staggered back.

The two ghostly figures kneeling on the ground shrank into a ball and trembled. Their powerful general was actually repelled by the inconspicuous little Taoist priest in front of him with a sword. They feel hopeless......

The tall ghost figure gasped, and the spear in his hand danced with a tiger. Han Mo punched out four spirit runes, and then took out four copper coins to hit.

The copper coin hit the spirit rune and instantly landed on the tall ghost.

The red light flashed, and then there was a loud bang, and the tall ghost figure was hit by the copper coin, and it flew several feet away. When I looked closely, I saw that the chest of the tall ghost figure had been blown out of four holes.

Han Mo swung the Longquan Sword and went straight to the eyebrows of the tall ghost.

The tall ghost spear stabbed over, Han Mo bit the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of blood sprayed on the sword body, the sword light flickered, and the spear was directly broken into two.

The tall ghost was horrified, and his body was suddenly shortened, dodging the sword light.

The corners of Han Mo's mouth hooked up a sneer, and his figure suddenly disappeared. The tall ghost was stunned, a little overwhelmed.

"What are you looking for, here?"

Poof!

The tall ghost figure turned his head, and the Longquan sword pierced into his head. The expression on his face instantly froze, and his figure slowly dissipated.

He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "The world's Dao Sect is really full of talents, I didn't expect you to be so young and cultivate to such a level." I die willingly, only hoping for ......"

Han Mo pulled out the Longquan Sword, his voice stopped, and his soul flew away.

"Heavenly Master, spare your life, spare your life."

Han Mo raised an eyebrow at them, "Where is the Demon Cloud Ghost King?" ”

"In the temple."

Hearing this, Han Mo turned around and walked towards the hall. The two ghosts kneeling on the ground gasped for breath and crawled towards the woods.

Han Mo stomped on the soles of his feet, and the two copper coins on the ground flew up and passed directly through his body.

Walking into the Yama Temple, the hall was empty.

On the top seat was a figure, with its back to the temple door.

Han Mo took out a copper coin and hit it, but there was no movement. Strode up, stretched out his hand to grab it, and found that it was actually a scarecrow, but wearing a big red robe.

"Damn, fooled."

"The Demon Cloud Ghost King ran away?"

"Impossible." Han Mo said in a deep voice: "After going up the mountain, I didn't notice that there were powerful ghosts going down. ”

"What's going on?"

Han Mo thought for a moment, and then said, "If you guess correctly, there are no Demon Cloud Ghost Kings in Ghost King Mountain at all. If you want to talk about the ghost king, it is Chen Yuanwai's wife. Perhaps, she is the Demon Cloud Ghost King.

Although this big ghost was good just now, it was not a ghost king yet. ”

"What do the ghosts in the Jianan community want to do with these tricks?" Han Mo frowned, "If you don't understand, let's go out and talk about it." ”

After that, Han Mo sat cross-legged on the ground and recited the Taoist scriptures.

The surrounding environment was distorted instantly, and when I opened my eyes again, I was already in the Jianan community.

Han Mo stood up and patted the dust on his clothes. Looking around, he shouted, "Hell, do you think you can trap me when you make these tricks?" ”

"Hehe, sure enough, it's a disciple of Maoshan, and he actually came out of the illusion in a quarter of an hour."

Han Mo sneered, "Get out." ”

"Daydreaming."

"Stubborn." Han Mo shouted in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"I'd like to see what you can do."

"Little crocodile, drive out all the ghosts in the Jianan community for me." The little crocodile nodded heavily, flew up, and directly turned into a hundred meters big, the building collapsed, and one after another ghosts flew out, kneeling on the ground and trembling.

Han Mo glanced at it and asked the little crocodile to continue.

The little crocodile exudes a violent demonic aura all over his body, who can withstand this oppressive force among the ghosts of the Jianan community?

The ghost spirit is directly scattered under the oppressive force.

Han Mo swept all the ghosts with cold eyes, "Wasn't it arrogant just now?" Now I'm talking. ”

"Law...... Mage, spare your life. ”

"Spare you?" Han Mo's eyes widened, and he slapped the powerful ghost who was talking with one palm.

"I gave you a chance before, but you don't want it."

"Mage ......"

"Shut up." Han Mo shouted: "Little crocodile, don't show mercy, it's all gone." ”

"Got it, Boss." The crocodile slapped it with one paw, and a large number of ghosts flew away. These ghosts can't escape, only the souls are scattered.

Han Mo looked at it coldly, unmoved.

In just a few minutes, a large number of revenants were left in the hundreds. The cultivation of these revenants is not bad, and most of them are ghosts. Han Mo smiled coldly, it was really not simple.

looked around and asked lightly, "Who is the head of the Jianan community?" ”

(End of chapter)