[This is a ghost Jiao turned into thousands of unjust ghosts, evil and evil, invincible. 】

In the live broadcast room, Qin Fangshan, the living immortal of Zhongnan Mountain, played a line of barrage, with a worried face.

There are small ghosts, big ghosts, and ghosts.

The ghost Jiao in front of him can soar the dragon and drive the fog, and anyone who can fly is a ghost and god.

People in the Daomen, it is not a big problem to deal with a few imp zombies. A Dao master like him can also kill the big ghosts.

But to deal with this kind of ghost Jiao that can fly and move, it is a powerlessness. This is no longer something that one person can deal with, and only by gathering all the mountains can there be a fight.

Qin Fangshan's mind swept through the four truths of the Daomen, Zheng Yi Zhang Zhenren, Quanzhen Daowang Zhenren, Jingming Sect Xu Zhenren, and Shangqing Sect Shi Zhenren.

Daomen Four Truths, Optimus Pillar!

This is an unborn master of the world.

The experience is terrifying, and the legend is that the age is more than 100 years old. Except for the people in the Daomen, outsiders don't know their roots at all.

Only this Dao Gate Four Truths, carrying the Dao Gate Eight Treasures, can have the mana to fight against this ghost Jiao.

This Chu Wangxian, if he can kill the ghost Jiao, it means that his strength is above the four truths of the Daomen, can he really do it?

In front of the camera.

Chu Wangxian's face was light and light, he flipped his palms and pressed his hands on the seven swords.

Rise!

A long sword soared into the air and fell, and the blue sword light arced in the air.

Manage!

At this moment, Chu Wangxian was like a three-headed and six-armed sword god, and he used one pair of hands to control the seven swords, and he actually made the seven swords follow him.

Meaning!

Legend has it that the real sword immortal can make a sword array of hundreds of swords and thousands of swords, each sword heart moves at will, and it can be shot like an arrow.

Force!

But although Chu Wangxian was a master of seven swords, each sword condensed all his sword intent, and the sword posture he put on at this moment was not inferior to that of a real sword immortal.

Seven swords punish evil, and the sword moves at will!

Chu Wangxian stepped on the tiptoes of his feet and jumped to the highest point dozens of meters high, overlooking Xiang Ghost Jiao.

The seven swords of the imperial envoy in his hand rotated, constantly accelerating the speed of the seven swords.

One, two, three......

His arms were like the huge bows that were drawn with the bowstrings, turning the seven swords into arrows, ready to strike.

Finally, the accumulation reached its limit, like a fully loaded reservoir, and the flood gate was opened in an instant, and the flood that destroyed everything poured down.

Bang, bang, bang!

There is a sound in the sky.

A peachwood sword with a handle swept out of the electric light, like a Ming Di divine arrow, shooting towards the eyes, neck, and body of the ghost Jiao.

A sword shot through all parts of Ghost Jiao's body, piercing a large hole as thick as a fist.

Everyone in the live broadcast room heard the crazy cry of the ghost Jiao, and the ghost Jiao was like an injured beast, swinging its body and rushing towards Chu Wangxian madly.

"Life and death are in this blow, slash!"

Chu Wangxian faced the ghost Jiao, holding the last sword in both hands, carrying the momentum of destroying everything. From top to bottom, with the help of the falling momentum, it slashed straight towards the head of the ghost Jiao.

A sharp sword slashed through.

"Roar!"

With a scream, the ghost Jiao's body was slashed from head to tail, and was broken in half by a sword.

The ghost Jiao struggled and fell from the air, like a vegetable snake cut by a kitchen knife, and the rest was just a dying struggle.

"Whew!"

Chu Wangxian gasped heavily, this sword squeezed out all his essence and spirit, and at this moment, a sense of exhaustion hit, and his whole body seemed to be rusty, and his whole body was in pain.

"Boom!"

The ground was again raised with black dust.

The churning ghost Jiao turned into smoke, gathered together again and resurrected from the dead, and turned into a hideous ghost Jiao again.

[No, what the hell is this!! 】

Everyone in the live broadcast room did not let go, and just thought it was over, but it was as if they were sent to the gallows.

[The death is endless, the killing is endless, this is not an ordinary ghost at all, but a ghost and god gathered by countless unjust souls. 】

Qin Fangshan was trembling and typing, and he kept reminding Chu Wangxian what this thing was.

In the Daomen, this kind of ghost Jiao with immortal supernatural powers is worshiped as a god.

"Ghost god, since it's a ghost, why add a god word, I can't see that this ghost Jiao has the appearance of a dragon. Chu Wangxian scoffed at the ghost Jiao.

Chu Wangxian glanced at the recondensed ghost Jiao.

Wipe!

A smear of blood from his fingertips slowly smeared it on the peachwood sword, and the peachwood sword was unexpectedly plated with a layer of crimson.

"It's the blood of the heart, but it's not the blood of the heart, it's the blood of the soul that contains the power of the soul between the eyebrows. With the blood of the soul, it is the most effective against powerful ghosts and monsters. ”

"Don't use it until you have to, kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred. ”

Chu Wangxian held his sword and looked at it solemnly, explaining in the live broadcast room, "There is a kind of ghost thing recorded in "Sou Shen Ji", which worships ghosts, and this ghost is caused by the living who desecrated their bones. ”

"The ghost Jiao in front of me is the transformation of thousands of ghosts who are unwilling to be buried. If you want to deal with it, there are two ways, one is to draw the bottom of the kettle, rebury the remains of the martyrs, or use the death spell to send these resentful souls to reincarnate, and the ghosts will naturally dissipate. ”

"The second way is a stupid way, to attack with a sword. ”

In front of the camera, Chu Wangxian posed with a sword and continued to teach, "The opportunity is rare, you can see clearly, to deal with ghosts and demons, you can make a simple judgment based on the concentration and color of the ghost Jiao." ”

"The color of this ghost Jiao is already very light, it was as black as ink before, but now it is gray. ”

When the people heard this, it was so.

"This dragon has actually been severely damaged, and at the moment it is only the end of the crossbow, and the rest is to cut the grass and eradicate the roots. One sword is not enough, there are a hundred swords and a thousand swords. ”

Everyone in the live broadcast room listened quietly, and even Qin Fangshan was stunned, at this time, Chu Wangxian was still teaching, whether to fight so hard or not, he had nothing to say.

Another round of confrontation ensued.

Boom!

The sky was covered with black smoke, covering the place where Chu Wangxian and Ghost Jiao clashed, and everyone in the live broadcast room only looked at the black fog, and a red light kept jumping up and down.

Looking at the camera, everyone was anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

They can't see anything clearly. I could only listen to the thunderstorm and watch the black mist churning like boiling water, quietly waiting for the result.

[Will something happen to the Chu Immortal Master. 】

[I don't know! 】

Even the audience who was full of confidence in Chu Wangxian was sweating in their palms, and their vision was obscured by a cloud of black fog, and it was useless for them to be anxious.

After a long time.

The live broadcast room was silent, and no one dared to speak.

The smoke cleared.

In front of the camera, Chu Wangxian stood in front of the camera, his clothes were in tatters, his arms and legs were scarred, but he didn't say a word, he just carried the sword with one hand, and shocked everyone with a lonely and cold momentum.

That terrifying ghost Jiao had already been killed by Chu Wangxian and turned into a cloud of mist as thin as white smoke.

"It's here, let's go!"

It was extremely quiet along the way, and everyone was thinking about this terrible battle, which could kill countless ghosts and gods, and how terrifying Chu Wangxian was.

Qin Fangshan was even more confused, he silently picked up his mobile phone, and passed the video of Chu Immortal's methods to his disciple, and asked his disciple to show it to his senior brother Zhang Tianen again.

As a master of the hidden world, his senior brother knows the four truths of the Daomen, and the whereabouts of Zhang Zhenren are one by one.

Qin Fangshan looked back in front of the camera.

After this battle, Chu Wangxian's expression was calm, and the corners of his mouth became more and more sharp. No one dares to speculate on the limits of this master who can fight with the ghost Jiao.

"It's here!"

The camera turns, and a ghost temple in a small world appears in front of you.

This place is very abrupt, as if a room suddenly appeared in the bare desert, and everyone knows that there is something wrong with this ghost temple.

[How do I feel that this place is like Lanruo Temple, there is a feeling of shooting a Chinese ghost story. 】

[I feel the same way, and when I heard this rumor, I panicked. 】

"It's not the wind, it's the whimpering and crying of a woman! But it's not Nie Xiaoqian, it's the martyred woman turned into a ghost. Chu Wangxian listened attentively.

After tossing all the way, it is finally here.

Chu Wangxian glanced at the number of people in the live broadcast room again, and it was still falling, it had dropped from 400,000 to 200,000, nearly half.

In front of the camera, Chu Wangxian shook his head and looked at the ghost hall in front of him, "The people left behind are all people who are interested in cultivating immortals." If you don't dare to look at it through the screen, then if you go to the real ghost world and demon world in the future, won't you be scared to death, you can only say that not everyone has fairy fate. ”

Is this the place to look? What kind of answer will this give him?