Within a radius of hundreds of miles, a thick black mist was diffused, and the ground was dry and cracked, like a dead realm.

In the billowing black mist, white bones can be vaguely seen hanging among the trees, and the white bones are rusty and struggling, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Whoosh!"

Between the dense branches, a figure suddenly flashed like lightning, leaping between the huge branches.

Occasionally, a sword light flashed, and if this sword light broke dawn, the cold light flashed, and a miserable scream, as if a ghost mist dissipated.

In front of the camera, Chu Wangxian looked proudly, and the yin and yang eyes he opened were like headlights, and he had seen through the sneaky things in the dense fog.

After having yin and yang eyes, Chu Wangxian's understanding of ghosts became more and more clear.

"The soul aura here is strong, so it breeds yin ghosts and evil things, and the number of wandering spirits in front of my eyes is more than thousands. ”

Hearing this amount, everyone in the live broadcast room gasped, this is too much.

Their brains are as vast as armies, and there are as many ghosts as they stand in the way.

[It's too difficult, do you want to kill all these ghosts?]

[Immortal, I can't help much, I can only cheer you on. 】

"No, ghosts are the same as animals, if you don't provoke it, it won't look for you!"

The geyers in front of him, too many of them were harmless, just an unconscious ghost, and he decided to correct everyone's understanding of ghosts.

"Corpse" contains: between the world and the world, send also. The sender will return together. The ancients said that the dead are returned. ”

"The Chinese ancestors believed that all things came from the Tao and finally returned to the Tao. In ancient times, ghosts were called Gui, and these two words mean the same thing, not derogatory. ”

Before the Buddhism came, the Chinese ancestors did not think that ghosts were harmful to people, but regarded some ghosts as immortals, ancestors, saints, and even equated the big ghosts with gods. ”

"Later, Buddhism was powerful, and there was a theory of hell, and there were also six reincarnations, and the ghosts were all in hell, and there was basically no good. The meaning of return has changed, and this is why there are ghosts that everyone fears now, and their faces are hideous. ”

[Ah, and this saying, the concept of hell that we know is actually from Buddhism. 】

Chu Wangxian took a step forward, and his yin and yang eyes released a light like a red sun, projecting his consciousness as if killing a god.

"Those who stand in my way, there is no forgiveness!"

Thousands of ghosts were shocked by Chu Wangxian's yin and yang eyes, like frightened rabbits, surging to both sides like a tide.

In the end, there were only nearly 100 ghosts left who did not know whether they were alive or dead, and most of these ghosts were transformed by ghosts and ghosts that died 2,500 years ago, and they had long lost their minds, leaving only the nature of killing.

Behind Chu Wangxian, two flying swords spun, hanging in the air, ready to attack.

"If you cultivate the aura and cover your eyes with spiritual power, you will be able to see vague ghosts. ”

Kill!

Chu Wangxian took a step, and the hovering peachwood sword shot down like a sharp arrow full of bowstrings, and there was another scream five zhang in front of Chu Wangxian, and a black mist dispersed.

A ghost with four arms is killed.

"The ghost's attack is a psychic attack, and if you are strong-willed, the psychic attack will not be effective. If the ghost wants to do real damage to you, it must also use physical objects. ”

Extinguish!

Chu Wangxian took another step, and then the second peachwood sword shot out, and another black mist dissipated ten zhang in front of him.

An anticlimactic demon was killed.

"When ghosts manipulate physical objects, they will reveal their own position, and it is easy to destroy wandering ghosts with yin-yang mirrors, ghost killing charms, and even dog blood. ”

Die!

Chu Wangxian took the third step heavily, and the two swords were entangled, like a sword wheel, and he spun hard to kill a two-headed giant ghost with a huge body like an elephant, killing a bloody path.

Although they could only see clouds of black fog emanating from them, everyone in the live broadcast room made up scenes of fierce battles between Chu Wangxian and powerful ghosts, not to mention the screams of ghosts crying wolves, which made their backs cold and their scalps numb.

[The immortals are so strong, and the sword gods are just like that. 】

[It's more exciting than watching a blockbuster, although you can't see what the ghost looks like, but it's enough to see the immortals so domineering.] 】

[The more you ponder the immortal's swordsmanship, the more terrifying it becomes. 】

[It's too strong, those swordsmanship on TV still have to pose, pose as a bird, stupid and don't chirp, think together, the sword moves at will, and what Chu Immortals have mastered is the real swordsmanship. 】

"The ghost who stands in the way will not be forgiven. Chu Wangxian's body shot out a soul wave like a roar, like a military order issued by a majestic general.

As soon as the words fell, the two peachwood swords held by Chu Wangxian's outer soul body were hung high again.

The sword moves with you.

Chu Wangxian jumped out of a step, a few feet in a span, and jumped on one giant branch after another.

Along the way, the sword light flew, and the black fog that exploded one after another, and the screams did not stop.

Two thousand five hundred years ago, a large number of evil ghosts were killed and landed here, and the wandering spirits did not disperse, but their strength was not strong, and they were killed by Chu Wangxian to find a way.

Trample!

Chu Wangxian finally landed on a thick upturned tree root, and he raised his eyes to look at it.

"It's finally here, Root of the Wood!"

[Obediently, the three vajra of the magic capital and this Xunmu ratio can only be regarded as toothpicks. 】

Even if there is an imagination, when they see such a huge tree root, they will sigh from the bottom of their hearts. If you hadn't watched the live broadcast of the Chu Immortals, you would never have known that there was such a shocking thing in the world.

In Chu Wangxian's eyes, Xun Mugen was as wide as a city wall, and he couldn't see both sides at a glance, it was really unimaginably wide and huge, dozens of times larger than a skyscraper nearly a thousand meters high.

Looking at the huge tree soul in front of him, Chu Wangxian tried to communicate with his divine soul.

Like the soul of the tree of the pillar, the consciousness descends.

"You want me to take Dayu Jiuding? Yes, but you have to promise me one condition, I want you to be in the North Wind Realm, as the holy tree of the new Sanqing Gate. Chu Wangxian communicated with his soul intent .

His momentum is fearless, even in the face of tree spirits comparable to ghosts, he is uncompromising.

Chu Wangxian wants to rebuild the new Sanqing Gate.

And Chu Wangxian has hole cards, Dayu Jiuding gathers the power of Kyushu, not everyone can be the envoy, and he is just one of them.

Walk!

Chu Wangxian went around half a circle again, and at the root of Xunmu, he saw a large tripod pressed into the bark of the tree, embedded in half of the tripod body in the trunk.

[This seems to be one of the nine tripods of Dayu. 】

There are people in the live broadcast room who are sharp-eyed.

This carved map of the mountains and rivers of Yu Jiuding, deeply embedded in the wood, from the bottom of the tripod is exuding a faint black gas, so that the root of the tree in front of the head is completely black and rotten.

Chu Wangxian restrained his expression, it was difficult to break the seal.

"Don't worry, I will complete what I promised you. ”

Chu Wangxian looked up at the lifeless ghost tree and passed on his will.

The root system of this thousand-mile tree was polluted by the ten witches of Lingshan Mountain, and it was sealed by Dayu Jiuding.

Only by unsealing the root of the tree, so that the wood can absorb the nutrients of the earth, can the dead qi be expelled, the new life can be resurrected, and the dead wood will be spring.

In front of the camera, Chu Wangxian pointed his finger and explained: "Under this Dayu Jiuding, a monster is suppressed. But at the same time, there was also a treasure that was suppressed. ”

The ten witches of Lingshan were pressed under the nine tripods of Dayu, and if the nine tripods of Dayu were put away, they would release the witches of the ten witches of Lingshan.

This is a calamity.

But on top of Dayu Jiuding, there is also his chance, Chang Yi should also die together, and the hundred schools of immortal art should be on his corpse.

[Since there are monsters, I think, it's better to strengthen the seal. 】

Everyone in the live broadcast room was discussing and helping Chu Wangxian analyze.

Chu Wangxian sneered helplessly, it was really a dead move, whether to go or not to go, it was a dead word.

His steps were like stepping on the sky, stepping on it heavily, and finally moving, if there was no way, he would go forward without a way.