"Giggles!"

The shriveled Fang Shi smiled on his face, and let out a laugh.

The sound was like grinding a saw, giving goosebumps and making the whole body uncomfortable.

"Who are you?" a hoarse and terrifying voice echoed through the flood pit, like a ghost voice from the underworld.

"Who are you?" Chu Wangxian replied.

The two exchanged words, and the echo was stirring in the flood pit.

The Jieling wrestlers are like chicks in a chicken coop, huddled together, and dare not interject.

Who is this young man bathed in the harsh sun?

Could it be the late Xieling Lux?

The zombie monk chuckled, he looked at Chu Wangxian, how much ability a young man could have, but he was just a fish that slipped through the net among this group of fools who knelt down in front of him.

The group of big fish below are all kneeling, and the small fish above can stir up how much wind and waves.

"The stinky child dares to be presumptuous in front of me. ”

The zombie monk looked at him coldly, raised his right cane, and a purple light appeared from the bottom of the cane to the top of the cane.

The two balls of football-sized ghostly fires, if they were ejected by the giant bow, shot towards Chu Wangxian with a bang.

"Get down!"

These two ghosts were fast and urgent, but as soon as they approached Chu Wangxian, a sword light that was as fast as thunder flashed by, and the ghosts were cut in half.

Another cloud of ice mist erupted, and the unquenchable fire was frozen, turning into ice balls and falling to the bottom, everyone looked stupid, and Kuang Zizai's hanging heart fell.

The zombie alchemist was obviously shocked by Chu Immortal's sword, and he violently waved his crescent-shaped cane, manipulating the evil ghost with words in his mouth.

Sou!

Clouds of black mist seemed to be pumped out by the range hood and rushed out of the terracotta warriors.

Hundreds of black mist converged together, gathered into a cloud of black smoke that obscured the sky and the sun, and finally swarmed up like a swarm of murderous hornets.

"Thousands of ghosts gather, this is the ghost king. "I often have my teeth trembling in the mirror.

Thousands of evil ghosts are twisted together, that is the ghost king, and it is definitely not a single person who can be defeated.

Ghost King, this is a story and legend in the Jieling Lux, which is usually considered to be a scare in ancient books, and no one has ever encountered it, and I can't imagine that I saw it with my own eyes today.

Finished!

Chang looked at the top of his head in the mirror, his heart was pounding, this young man would never be able to stop it, and there would be no bones left.

The hideous and huge ghost king has turned into a black Jiao that soars into the sky, carrying the evil qi of the underworld and rushing into the sky.

"Run!" Chang yelled.

Chu Wangxian looked down with dark eyes and heard the shouts at the bottom of the pit. With his sword in hand, he stepped lightly, step by step from the edge of the cliff into the air, and stepped into the void.

"It's just a bad spirit, and you dare to get an axe!"

Chu Wangxian came down like an immortal, and his eyes were like swords and looked at the Qin State Fangshi, "Interesting, the secret you have on your body is worth my shot." ”

A smear of blood smeared on the three or five evil slashes, arousing the power of the three or five slashing demons to destroy the demons.

Chu Wangxian held a sword in his hand, like a warrior slaying a dragon, descending from the sky.

He held the sword in his right hand, and with a flick of the fingers of his left hand, he fiercely held the sword across the air, like a lightning rod.

The thunder slash of the "Thunder Sutra"!

The clear sky rolled and raged in an instant, and in the sound of the explosion, a thunderbolt fell from the clouds, like a thunderbolt whip, linking the sky and the three or five evil slashes.

The thunder arc is thousands of feet long, and the thunder power gathers on the three or five evil slashes.

Chop!

Chu Wangxian drank it in his mouth, and the human sword was one, and the thunder was radiant.

The four-foot long sword instantly turned into a forty-foot thunder sword, and the giant sword slashed sharply, slashing down violently, and this sword seemed to be about to cut the starry sky.

Thunder Grim.

The ghost king who turned into a black Jiao instinctively felt fear and stopped rushing up, and the demons in his body even escaped from his body.

But it's too late!

Between the lightning and the fire, the crater suddenly became bright, as if the blue sun had fallen to the bottom of the pit.

I saw Chu Wangxian holding a huge thunder sword in the air, with the momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth, and slashed the ghost king from top to bottom with a sword, like a knife that easily split a small snake.

The countless black smoke in Heijiao's body let out a wailing ghostly cry, turning into white mist and disappearing.

Everyone's eyes were dazzling, and after rubbing them for a long time, they opened their eyes slightly, only to see a young man with his back to them, staring at the Qin State Fangshi.

Suddenly, the needle could be heard at the scene, and it was only after a while that someone shuddered to speak.

"Who the hell is this? It's so strong, the ghost king has killed it. ”

"It's as simple as killing a chicken, it's really godly!"

"Chu, Chu Immortal!" Kuang Zizi trembled all over his body, drenched in cold sweat, and he gritted his teeth and stepped forward.

"Kuang Zhenren, what are you talking about, is it that Chu Immortal on Yunmeng?"

"The immortal who did the live broadcast?" The crowd was stunned, and this fairy-like figure actually appeared here.

"Yes, this is Tengyun control, the first immortal in the world who slays ghosts and demons, Chu Immortal. Kuang Zizi nodded back.

His legs were stiff, but he didn't dare to step forward to disturb the confrontation between Chu Wangxian and the Qin State Fangshi.

But in front of the real immortal Chu Wangxian, he was just an insignificant ant.

Seeing that someone wanted to see Chu Wangxian without knowing whether they were alive or dead, Kuang Zizi suddenly woke up and shouted violently.

"Get out of the way, the Chu immortals kill the demons, and those who don't want to die retreat. ”

At the bottom of the flood pit, Chu Wangxian descended, holding a sword in his hand, his eyes staring, and he was looking at the zombie monk.

It's easy to kill, but it's more important to figure out who this person is and why he can manipulate the terracotta warriors.

"Qi Refining Fangshi!" The zombie Fangshi could see Chu Wangxian's cultivation at a glance.

Under Chu Wangxian's eyebrows, there were puzzled eyes.

The Qi Refining Fang Shi that this zombie said was obviously an ancient name. Nowadays, it is called entering the Tao, the unity of heaven and man, and only the ancient name describes how many layers of qi refining there are.

"Let me ask you, looking at your dress and state, this is a place for burning books and pit Confucianism, are you a scholar of the Qin State?"

"It seems that you are not stupid, I am an envy of the sect, okay. Qin Guo Fang Shi opened his mouth and replied.

Who is Xianmen? Chu Wangxian searched his mind.

"Historical Records|Qin Shi Huang Benji" contains: In the thirty-second year, the first emperor's stone made Yan Lu Sheng seek envy and swear.

"Gao Tang Fu" contains: A man with a square face, envy Gaoxi. It becomes a lush forest, and the public music gathers in the valley.

This Xianmen is the predecessor of the Fangshi at the end of the Warring States Period.

Lu Sheng and Xu Fu are all descendants of Xianmen. Shang Xing, who is a contemporane of Lu Sheng and Xu Fu, is also a Fang Shi, and it seems that he was killed in the book burning pit Confucianism.

Chu Wangxian had already deduced Shang Xing's identity.

"If you are an envy of the sect, more than 2,000 years have passed since the burning of books and Confucianism, and you are not dead, then you must have a lot of secrets that interest me. A thunderous questioning voice came.

The sword blade of the three or five slashing evil was aimed at Shang Xing.

Shang Xing's dark eyes looked at Chu Wangxian viciously, and he was furious.

"What are you, don't think that you are the only one who is a Qi Refining Practitioner, looking for death!"

He raised his staff and prepared to perform a killer move, but he couldn't lift it, and when he looked down, he saw that the staff was actually stuck on the ground.

With a bang, Shang Xing's body fell again, his feet were in the mud, and he couldn't move.

Shang Xing was terrified, and before he knew it, he actually fell into the middle of the spell, and he didn't see the process of Chu Wangxian's spell casting at all.

From the moment Chu Wangxian landed, he was injecting spiritual energy into the ground, patiently building a big web like a spider.

"Tell Fang Shi's secret!" Chu Wangxian shook his right hand, and the ground continued to squirm, devouring only his head.

"Hmph, I'm a dead man, and it's useless for you to bury me alive. "Shang Xing is not afraid at all, even if he is buried alive, other monks will soon come to save him.

At this moment, Chu Wangxian sneered, and in an instant, the surroundings were as cold as the North Pole.

"I Ching" contains, yin and yang are mutually restrained, fire is yang, zombies are yin, I want to try, how long the fire burns, a thousand-year-old zombie will be gone. ”