Mo Yi respectfully stretched out his hands to take it, the long sword touched Mo Yi and emitted a dark light, and four words appeared on the sword body, "Peerless Ghost Killing" This sword is probably called this

This name is domineering, it seems that the old man used to be a man who called for wind and rain and stood at the front. Mo Yi was about to ask, but the old man interrupted, "You remember that my name is Sichen Old Ghost, you can report my name when you go out, but don't ask anything else." ”

Mo Yi nodded, not daring to say anything, "Then I wrote about Sichen's predecessors." "Hmm......," the old man replied, and stopped talking.

Although Mo Yi was very happy in his heart, it was not quite right, and he still didn't know how to get out of here.

"Sichen senior. Mo Yi shouted, no one answered" Sichen senior" Mo Yi shouted again, but still no one answered. At the bottom of this well, it is really called heaven and earth, and Mo Yi wants to scold his mother a little.

Don't dare Sichen old ghost not speak, then Mo Yi really didn't dare to say anything. I had to sit cross-legged on the ground, beside the hundred ghosts, and fell into deep thought.

This dungeon is really dangerous.,I couldn't even get in the door at first.,After the white bear broke the door, he also met the family of the ghost king.,It's another beating.,Wake up and fall into the well.,How difficult is this game?,This is still playing?

I don't know what happened to the white bear and Yi Yu, and whether there will be any danger. How are the friends on the snowy mountains?

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"Pony, you go and make a fire for the rest of your life. Hydra said as he commanded the Sun Horse in the room. The Sun Horse unleashed a flame and lit the furnace. Bingxin and Rin Ao sat together in each other's arms, Cheng was drinking afternoon tea, Sima Jun was still unconscious, and the stone man was nested in the corner without saying a word.

"We are all wooden people, and we are not allowed to speak or move. In the end, Sima Jun won the game, without even blinking his eyes.

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Mo Yi let out a long sigh, looking helpless. Let's do it, whatever the consequences will be. Mo Yi stood up, as if he had already decided how to get out of here.

Mo Yi picked up the ghost kill, and the dark light combined with Mo Yi to release a terrifying murderous aura, and the ghosts on all sides retreated to the side, so as not to be cut off by Mo Yi with a knife.

"Cut the body with a knife, cut the soul with a heart, open it to me!" Mo Yi jumped up and slashed down at the bottom of the well, he didn't believe that there would be no basement or anything down here.

This blow can be said to be a fusion of majestic killing intent, only to see the peerless ghost killing sword fall, piercing into the hard rock, and the black killing intent continues to pour into the ground from top to bottom.

The walls around them began to crumble, and many gravel fell, and the ground began to tremble, and the ghosts wept.

Mo Yi looked at it and said a little, the old ghost of Sichen did not stop him, indicating that he would not be blocked. Thinking of this, Mo Yi's confidence soared, and his left hand became a palm, which could vaguely mobilize the power of red thunder, and slapped it against the sword handle with one palm.

It can be seen with the naked eye that a red silk thread runs through the sword body and leads into the ground, with the ghost killing as the center, the red lightning cracks in a net-like pattern, and then spreads all over the well body, slowly spreading upward.

For a moment, the sky fell apart, and the red lightning emitted a strong light, shining on Mo Yi, and at the same time tearing apart these wandering spirits.

A moment later, the red electricity dissipated, and the reincarnation well turned into a giant pit, and there was not a single one left of the hundred ghosts that had dissipated. Mo Yi's floating feeling was gone, dusty and gray, and he could barely see anything clearly.

In the haze, a weak figure gradually approached, Mo Yi could vaguely feel that this person was the old ghost of Sichen, this sense of oppression was no less than that of the king's dependents, and even the sense of oppression of the split winter was nothing more than that.

"Senior Sichen!" Mo Yi pulled out his sword and bowed down, not daring to slack off in the slightest. Slowly, the vague figure revealed its true face.

Sichen's old ghost's face is very old, and it can be said that it is a miracle that this appearance can still walk. Sichen's old ghost face was like bark, his eyes were half-squinted, and he didn't know whether they were open or closed, half-bent over, with a very high back, holding a purple-red cane in his hand, supporting his body.

Mo Yi knew at a glance that this cane was not an ordinary thing, and the fragrance emanating from this cane made Mo Yi feel very comfortable, and the wounds and exhaustion seemed to be healed.

The old ghost of Sichen didn't say anything, just handed Mo Yi a notebook, which was similar to an account book, with a blue cover and a line-bound book.

Who is this old man? Let me spoil it, this is an illusion, the afterimage of the Sword Emperor Xinglan Sword Boy, needless to say, this blueprint is the ...... Of course it's not a sword book! As for what it is, I won't say it, you'll know later.

Mo Yi looked at the unnamed thread-bound book in his hand, and there was always an irrepressible joy in his heart, which was no different from when he obtained Xinglan's swordsmanship.

Just as Mo Yi was about to thank the old ghost of Sichen, he found that the surroundings were empty, and he was the only one left, and the old ghost of Sichen didn't know where he had disappeared for a long time, and there was no sound at all, just like a ghost.

Fortunately, there is a passage in front of Mo Yi. Mo Yi thought about it, it shouldn't have been opened by himself, so there must be nothing wrong with following the path pointed out by the old ghost of Sichen.

After Mo Yi smelled the aroma of the cane, the exhaustion and wounds on his body had disappeared.

The reincarnation well was dilapidated, the smoke and dust were slowly settled, and the shapeless hole in front of it exuded a hopeful glow.

Mo Yi flipped through the book as he walked, one page at a time, two pages at a time, like the devil's pace, like a minions, like the devil's pace...... Ahem

In fact, there was nothing in the book, a book for nothing, Mo Yi flipped around, and every page was white. "What's going on" Mo Yi didn't think that a character like Sichen Old Ghost would use him to have fun, how boring it must be.

There must be a demon when things are impermanent, put this book first, and then take it out to see what the hell it is.

Mo Yi threw the book into the diamond box, and it happened to hit Peng Hou. When Peng Hou saw that a broken book occupied his territory, he was immediately unhappy and threw the book out directly.

Mo Yi sighed, put the book in his pocket, and dragged his sword towards the white-glowing hole.

Walking through the white glowing hole, my eyes couldn't adjust for a while, and I was blind in an instant. When the white light dissipated, Mo Yi found that there were a lot of people in front of him, and these people seemed to have *, not the kind of thing that would glow and be translucent.

This feeling made Mo Yi feel very kind, hahaha, it's been so long, and I've finally seen a living person.

Mo Yi's mind suddenly became active, "Hello, big brother, may I ask what kind of place this is" Mo Yi saw a simple and very burly person in front of him.

Who knew that the man didn't answer Mo Yi's question, and just came over with a punch. Around is Mo Yi's quick reaction, and the fist wind also shaved his face painfully.

"Hey you" Before Mo Yi finished speaking, the man came over with another punch. Mo Yi just wanted to ask them for directions, and he didn't want to kill them, so he just dodged that attack, and it couldn't be easier for Mo Yi to kill this person.

The burly man kept attacking Mo Yi, and the people around him didn't move, nor did they speak, like a sculpture, but without exception, everyone's voices were all looking at Mo Yi.

"Ciao, I'm not polite if you come again!" Mo Yi is also on fire, this person is a fool, why can't he understand people's words,.

The burly man smashed down with a punch towards Mo Yi's face, and Mo Yi couldn't dodge, pulling out the trembling light to cut off the man's waist.

But the trembling sword passed through the man, as if slashing into the air. Mo Yi missed a move, but his fist had already landed on his face, and he was beaten far away with one punch, rolling several times before stopping.

Mo Yi was shocked when he took this punch. The power of this punch is really not covered. Although this man doesn't have any tricks to attack, once he is hit, it is so sour, and you will know it when you are punched.

The most buggy thing is that body.,What's the situation.,It looks like it's an entity.,But how the trembling light sword can't hurt him.。

Mo Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, held trembling light in both hands, roared angrily and rushed up to "unintentional slash illusion", Mo Yi's trick has tried these things repeatedly.

"Bang!" Another fist, Mo Yi flew out in response, and now, this tried and tested trick failed here, in exchange for another heavy blow.

"Poof" Mo Yi fell to the ground, holding his hands on his chest, and spat out a mouthful of old blood. The punch was several meters away, and the burly man walked slowly towards him, and they didn't move as if they had nothing to do with them, but they still stared.

Not to mention that this kind of scene can scare Mo Yi, but this thing is really weird, and another premonition of not wanting to be pressed on his heart all the time, making it difficult for Mo Yi to breathe.

To do this, this disembodied thing. "Give me the plank!" Mo Yi shouted to Peng Hou behind him. But the friend got out of the way, told Mo Yi that there were no more planks, and then rolled back.

Originally, Mo Yi wanted to try if it was useful, but now it's good, there is no board left, this is still a game*.

Peng Hou was also very helpless, he could contribute his bed board before, but now he slept in the box and died of discomfort.

"Tap, Tap, Tap......" The burly man rubbed and rubbed on the smooth ground step by step, rubbing and rubbing, step by step like a minion, like a devil's step, like a devil's step.

Mo Yi's heart shook little by little with the rhythm of the burly man. "What to do, what to do, what to do. Mo Yi was in a cold sweat on his head, if he continued like this, he would definitely be beaten to death.

How can I, a dignified king, die at the hands of a fool like you who doesn't even have a name? no。 Absolutely not.

The burly man walked up to Mo Yi and punched down without the slightest hesitation. "Poof" Peng Hou's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and a hazy blood mist gushed out of the air, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Mo Yi looked at Peng Hou, who was helping him block his fist, and was stunned for a while, not moving. "Don't ...... Don't be afraid, I've ...... I'm not afraid anymore. Peng Hou struggled to sit up, on all fours, his two-colored tails raised and dangled in an offensive stance.

Mo Yi's heart was shocked, Peng Hou was afraid all the way over, but only this time, he did not hesitate to attack the posture.

"If you want to fight, then fight. Mo Yi let out a loud shout, took a few steps back, and put Peng Hou in the box for treatment. Isn't it just a thing that doesn't know anything, Lao Tzu can still be afraid of you.

Mo Yi's eyes were like torches, carefully examining this thing with infinite power that could not hurt him. Is it possible for ghosts to have physical ghosts, such a thing as a contradictory woman?

Mo Yi shook his head, I had never heard of this situation, how could it be. But none of that matters, what matters is how you beat this person.

At this time, Mo Yi's hand glowed with dark light, and Mo Yi looked down, and the peerless ghost killing really revealed a hungry killing machine.

The knife fell, and a bloody corpse was cut off at the waist. Ghost Slayer inhaled a trace of black gas, but the light became brighter and brighter...... It should be said that it is dark.

Mo Yi sighed deeply, and finally killed this calf thing, otherwise all the wisdom of the first life would be ruined here.

However, what made Mo Yi strange was that this peerless ghost killing sword did not mean to dim at all, and he always felt an inexplicable murderous aura surrounding him.

"Ah......" The ghost killing sword in Mo Yi's hand moved by itself, dragging Mo Yi to rush forward. If he let go, the ghost slayer would definitely fly away, because Mo Yi was very attracted by the traction.

The people who entered the sculpture before "poof, hehehe......" and "trampling and trampling ......" all ran away and rushed towards Mo Yi, which seemed to be devouring Mo Yi alive and peeling him alive thousands of times.

Mo Yi clenched the ghost killing and didn't feel very scary in his heart, the ghost killing was in his hand, I was afraid of you yo-yo.

"Kill, ah, ah......" Mo Yi put the sword behind him with his right hand, rushed into the pile, jumped up and down, and split the thing that rushed in front in half, and a slip of blood spurted out of the body of that thing, and the blood bloomed in the air, which was a bit dazzling to see.

"Heh" The meridians at Mo Yi's neck burst out, and one of his feet swept across, directly sweeping the air. Mo Yi didn't pause because he was empty, and stabbed straight with his sword, piercing through the body of something. In this instant, the demon slayer sucked all the blood of that thing dry, and finally turned into a broken skeleton lying on the ground and being trampled on.

The two of them took advantage of Mo Yi's unpreparedness and went over with a fist at the back of Mo Yi's head. When Mo Yi felt that it was too late to dodge.

Luckily, Ghost Slayer released a sinister aura from his sword, turning into a translucent blood-colored shield that just blocked the two fists.

Mo Yi looked at the two things in front of him, he didn't mean to be scared at all, but a trace of greed flashed in his eyes.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Yi disappeared from the ground and appeared behind the two of them, and with a sword passing, the two bulging heads fell and rolled on the ground several times.

"Slaughter, it's a fun game. Mo Yi licked the corners of his mouth, his eyes exuding dark killing intent