Seeing through all this, Wujiao's heart was in turmoil, who had such a high magic force to lock such a powerful ghost in the realm with the forbidden technique, and be imprisoned under this Broken Soul Cliff?

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The Great Ghost was a little stunned by Wujiao, thinking that he had never seen such pure, such shining eyes, these eyes revealed a kind of arrogance, a kind of penetration, the Great Ghost only felt that everything was completely exposed to these eyes, and he couldn't help but feel furious in his heart.

So he avoided Wujiao's eyes, and had the courage to face Wuqi and shouted: Little thief, aren't you from the indigenous clan who has fallen into the devil?

Hearing such a deafening roar, Wu Zheng calmly asked: Could it be that all the disciples of the indigenous tribe who have fallen into the devil will be sent here?

When the Great Wraith heard Wuji's innocent inquiry, he thought that his roar had frightened Wuji, so he laughed and said, "Of course, those indigenous disciples who have fallen into the devil will be sent here to become grandpa's delicacy.

If you are sent here today, you will never want to run away again, even if you are a dragon outside, it is still grandpa's delicacy when you arrive here. For tens of thousands of years, no indigenous people have been exempted.

I like honest natives, so that I can swallow you in one bite, and then refine your soul directly, so that there will be no pain in dying peacefully.

If you're dying, I'm going to make your death miserable, like your soul is fried in a frying pan, boy, you must have seen the aborigines fried ghosts outside?....。

The little thief will be caught, so as not to make grandpa spend more punches.

Wuqi ignored the intimidation of the great ghost, still looked at him very calmly, and then said calmly: Who is such a great magic power that can completely ban your realm, and then imprison you in this cliff mansion?

Why didn't he restrain your mouth?

The big ghost knew that his bottom was seen through, so he roared angrily: Who said that my mouth was not banned? ******, Lao Tzu practiced the "Heart-Absorbing Dafa" to break the ban on speech, and after tens of thousands of years, Lao Tzu can now speak happily.

Speaking of this, the Great Ghost reached out to cover his mouth, only to know that he was proud and had made a mistake.

Seeing the embarrassment of the big ghost, Wuzai couldn't help but laugh, hehe, hehehe....so that's the case.

It seems that your ability to intimidate people is much higher than your current Fa ability?

I was almost blinded by you, and that slap was really powerful.

The smile on Wuzai's face hadn't faded yet, and he saw the Great Ghost grinning and roaring, stretching out his big hand to grab Wuzai again.

It was too late, and the rusty-bladed sword lifted off the ground and plunged straight into the palm of the great ghost, although the sword was not out of the body at this time, but the end of the scabbard shone with a faint yellow light.

Seeing such a light, the great ghost was shocked in his heart, because he felt that the power and realm of this light were enough to reach the Heavenly Immortal Middle Realm, such a realm was still beyond his reach now, and he now regretted it very much in his heart, or he underestimated the enemy, if he cultivated in the depths of the cliff cave for a while, maybe his realm would be able to immediately recover above the Heavenly Demon Middle Realm, in that case, he would not be afraid of this hairy boy.

It's a pity that I'm still so far behind, if I want to turn back at this time, it's too late, and the only special plane now is to drill into the sword body along the shining light of the sword body, and then wait for the opportunity to come out, through the breath emitted from the sword body, the big ghost can clearly feel that this sword must be a good one.

Maybe there are still some treasures hidden in the sword body, it's hard to say.

Thinking of this, the Great Wraith didn't hesitate, and he turned his body into a black light, burrowing into the rusty blade sword like lightning.

At this moment, the Rusty Blade Sword came out of Wujiao's hand, and kept making strange movements in the sky.

Wuzai didn't think well, this ghost couldn't hold it, and he had to snatch his cherished rusty sword, and when Wuzai was about to get up and grab the sword, he saw two rays of light in the sky above the cliff mansion, one black and one golden, constantly doing all kinds of strange movements, and angry wails continued to come from within the two rays.

Without a catastrophe, where the two rays of light passed, all the little ghosts wailed and turned into nothingness. What is strange is that the little ghosts that have turned into nothingness have not regenerated more ghosts. There was no weak black cyclone either.

Seeing such a scene in front of him, Wu Zheng felt a little surprised in his heart, could it be that those little ghosts born before were related to this big ghost?

He was a little unsure about that.

Then he didn't pay too much attention to the rusty blade sword that kept spinning above the cliff and the angry wail that kept coming from the rusty blade sword, turned around and held the dagger inserted in the forbidden wall again with both hands, and pushed it forward hard, and the dagger went in another half an inch, at this time there were more cracks around the dagger, and there was a trace of joy in Wujiao, but unfortunately the dagger could only go in another half an inch.

If the dagger had gone a few more inches, perhaps the mighty wall of prohibition would have been lifted.

Ignoring these, Wuqi looked up at the Rusty Blade Sword that kept spinning in the sky, and with a leap, he raised his hand and grabbed the Rusty Blade, but unfortunately, the moment he grabbed the Rusty Blade Sword, a black light flew out of the Rusty Blade Sword.

The black light flew out of the rusty-bladed sword not far away, turning into the great ghost from before.

After the big ghost flew out of the rusty blade sword, he let out a long breath, and then said very angrily: It is really a peerless sword, I have underestimated it before, but fortunately, Lao Tzu is witty and runs fast from this sword.

Otherwise, wouldn't you become the "sword spirit" of this broken sword?

Hearing the Great Ghost say this, Wuqi suddenly realized that he had made a big mistake. He shouldn't have grabbed the Rusty Blade Sword, he should have let the Rusty Blade Sword refine this great ghost into a sword spirit, because this would not only strengthen the sword's magic power, but also make the sword body psychic.

What a rare opportunity, but it's a pity he missed it.

When the big ghost didn't say those few words, Wuqi didn't think of this, about the refining of the sword spirit, when Wuqi was still on the top of Kunlun Mountain, he heard Elder Tianli briefly mention that his cultivation was too low before, so he didn't care too much about these things.

Now it has been mentioned by the Great Ghost again, how important a sword spirit is to a sword.

He secretly made up his mind in his heart that he was determined to obtain this great ghost, refine it into a sword spirit, and strengthen the sword.

Wuzai held the rusty blade sword that had become rusty for a while, and the big ghost in front of him looked at Wuzai fixedly, with a sigh in his heart, and a suspicion, didn't this little thief come from the Broken Soul Cliff and fell into the demons?