In Lanruo Temple, because of the popularity of A Chinese Ghost Story, a group of crew members are holding a celebration banquet.

Of course, there was a lack of people from Qiongyun Academy in this celebration banquet, because Qiongyun Academy had a big family after all, and Xu Kang also had a lot of things to deal with.

Not to mention anything else, just after the release of A Chinese Ghost Story, the scholars who came from all over the world to study were enough for him to be miserable and happy for a while.

"It's amazing! It's amazing! I've been with the boss for so long, and it's definitely the best story I've ever seen!"

During the banquet, Nangong Tiezhu said with a red face and a thick neck, obviously his heart was not very calm.

"Senior Brother Wang, I drank this glass of wine, and I should have made amends for you. ”

Zhao Zimo poured a full glass of wine, and didn't care whether Wang Zheng drank it or not, and poured it into his stomach suddenly.

When Wang Zheng entered Beijing, Zhao Zimo took it for granted that Wang Zheng should do something, which was indeed a bit unauthentic.

Wang Zheng can continue to film with him regardless of his previous suspicions, which definitely gives him Zhao Zimo's face, and also makes Zhao Zimo's heart really full of complicated emotions.

Looking at the seemingly bright Zhao Zimo, Wang Zheng smiled and also took a drink.

Some things, although they have passed, leave behind a rift that cannot be repaired by time. Even if Wang Zheng didn't care, and even because of that incident, Wang Zheng got a great benefit, but the rift is a rift after all.

"Director Wang, thank you!"

"Yes, sisters, I have to thank Director Wang, if it weren't for Director Wang, how could we have such a good opportunity?"

For a while, the whole banquet seemed to be happy.

The only problem is that the tree demon grandma is still worried, obviously under the premise of exposing Lan Ruosi and Xiaoqian on such a large scale, she is very worried about Xiaoqian.

"Prince Wang'......"

After hesitating for a long time, the dryad grandmother finally opened her mouth to say something.

However, at this moment, a terrifying coercion suddenly swept through the entire Lanruo Temple, making the tree demon grandma raise her head suddenly!

"Yin Yang Ghost Dao!"

In the sky, the pitch-black ghost qi turned into a thick dark cloud covering the entire Lanruo Temple, and the ghost qi and the original cloud qi were entangled and rotated with each other, turning into a slowly rotating yin and yang Taiji diagram.

In the center of the Taiji diagram, a slender figure stood there in the void.

Yin and Yang Ghost Dao, such an obvious feature, there is only one in the Great Chu Kingdom, and that is the Western Regions Hehuan Sect!

"Nie Xiaoqian?"

There was no villain who died from superfluous nonsense with too much talk, and the huge divine consciousness belonging to the Jindan powerhouse was swept over, and the joy of real people found Xiao Qian with a special physique.

Then, the void grabbed Xiao Qian from afar, and a huge black ghost claw grabbed towards Xiao Qian.

"Bastard! Joy real person, am I really a grandma!"

Looking at the joyful real person who did not agree with him, Grandma immediately burst into a loud shout, and the demonic energy all over her body exploded, and a little void, a green tree root glowing with golden light was pumped towards the ghost claw!

With a loud bang, the two spells were calm and autumnal, and bursts of terrifying qi burst out!

At the same time, the tree demon grandma rose to the sky with the blessing of the demonic qi and rushed towards the joy of the real person.

And the joy real person glanced at the tree demon grandmother without sadness or joy, and then gently touched the Taiji diagram above his head.

Suddenly, the white half of the Taiji diagram suddenly shrank violently, turning into a girl with a dull face.

No, you can't say it's a girl!

The woman's face was constantly changing, even her figure and breasts were constantly changing.

The secret technique in the Yin Yang Ghost Dao of the Hehuan Sect's supreme strength! Absorb countless women's essence with the way of replenishment, and forcibly fuse it into a Hehuan puppet!

The puppets and monks who generate yang at the cathode are one yin and one yang, and it can be said that one person is equivalent to the combat power of two Jindan powerhouses!

Even if this exercise is deduced by great power, it can go one step further and evolve the legendary way of creation!

But even if it's not the way of creation, this technique is terrifying enough! As soon as the Hehuan puppet came out, it instantly stopped the tree demon grandmother in mid-air.

The atmospheric masculine spells were played out by the Hehuan puppets one by one, if it weren't for the image of the Hehuan puppet itself being too weird, it would definitely be a righteous monk at a glance!

On the other side, the joyful real person who summoned the Hehuan puppet looked towards the pitch-black half of the Taiji diagram in the sky!

Suddenly, the terrifying ghost aura poured into the body of the joyful real person like a milk swallow returning to its nest.

As the ghost qi enters the body, the joy of real life soars!

"With your pure yin ghost body talent, with the method of replenishment of this seat, the Yuan Infant is definitely expected. If you follow this seat, this seat will keep your mind immortal. ”

It seems to be an announcement rather than an inquiry, and as he spoke, Xile Zhenren grabbed Xiao Qian out of thin air again, and the huge black ghost claws once again shot at Xiao Qian out of thin air.

"Damn!"

A type of wood-based magic power blasted away the Hehuan puppet, and before it could be rescued with a backhand, the Hehuan puppet was twisted, and once again turned into a human form and rushed towards his grandmother without fear of death.

"Wang Gongzi, don't make a move yet?!"

Facing the difficult Hehuan puppet, Grandma burst out.

And Wang Zheng had already looked at all this with a sinking face, and at the same time, his heart was also high. Since entering the third-order grandmaster martial artist, Wang Zheng hasn't done it yet!

Squinting at the pitch-black ghost claw, Wang Zheng stretched out a finger and pointed it out towards the sky like thunder.

"Break the jade and divide the gold!"

The invisible and domineering finger power shot towards the ghost hand, and the power to divide all things was contained in it, almost just touching the ghost hand, and the three-point divine finger decomposed the ghost hand into the purest ghost qi.

"Huh?"

Seeing that the spell he played casually was actually cracked by such a means, Xile Zhenren immediately sighed.

Glancing over, after seeing Wang Zheng, who had no sadness or joy and a fighting spirit, the expression of the happy real person changed.

"It's you?!You've broken through the third order?!"

Wang Zheng, he naturally recognizes it. Whether it's because of a Chinese ghost story or a new star in the rival sect, Xile Zhenren should know Wang Zheng because of his feelings.

It's just that he didn't expect that Wang Zheng, who was supposed to be a junior, would actually reach the level of a grandmaster-level martial artist in the realm!

Even the mystery contained in the finger he pointed out also shocked him!

However, in the end, it was the master of a sect, and after a short period of shock, Joy Real Man began to release his killing moves!

He knows that such a character, whether it is today or in the future, is a huge obstacle, and it is better to clear such an obstacle as soon as possible!

He has seen a lot, but unfortunately he is the one who lives to the end!

"Hell Thunder!"

With a burst of shouts, a boundless ghostly black cloud suddenly surged under the feet of the happy real person, and in the black cloud, a thick black thunder slashed towards Wang Zheng.

Feeling the power of the ruthless destruction in the thunder, Wang Zheng reluctantly found that in the face of this cultivator in the late stage of Jindan, it was difficult for him to have any of his existing methods that could shake this treacherous thunder.

However, it is hard to have it and it does not mean that there is none!

The true qi in the body swirled, and in the void space on the left arm, the qilin essence blood essence was flourishing, and between the true qi circulation, a scorching and noble power was attached to Wang Zheng's innate true qi!

"Aeolian legs!"

With a kick, the wind surged, and in the madness, Wang Zheng's figure rose into the sky against the huge thunder. [.]