Chapter 470

The Flying Star Divine Sword was cut out, and the next moment, the ghost soldiers who lost the long sword and met the Flying Star Divine Sword head-on were instantly blasted into a flying black mist without even snorting, and after a sword, Xiao Zhen's figure was like a meteor flickering, rushing forward for a distance, after getting out of the encirclement, the black mist long sword in his hand waved again and again, relying on the exquisite swordsmanship, those ghost soldiers were quickly broken by each one, when the last ghost soldier was stabbed by the long sword and turned into a shattered black fog, Xiao Zhen breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"It's not as good as Long Phosphorus, but it's not bad. "Looking at the long sword in his hand, the dark and cold aura on the long sword, after killing eight ghost soldiers, it seems to be a little thicker, the dark smoke rises, it is extremely weird, if you take a closer look, you can find that on the silver sword body with bamboo knots, there are some blood-red runes depicted, it seems that the yin qi on the body of this sword is emitted by these runes.

Picked up a scabbard that fell to the ground, Xiao Zhen put the black long sword in his hand back into the sheath, and hung it on his waist, eight ghost soldiers were killed, these lonely ghosts in front of the Nai He Bridge also seemed to be a little rioty, seeing that not far away, some soul envoys in white clothes had come up, Xiao Zhen kicked his footsteps, the whole person rose into the air, and then landed on the Nai He Bridge.

The moment he stepped on the Nai He Bridge, Xiao Zhen found that the space behind him had disappeared, and when he looked back, the original scenery had disappeared, leaving only a piece of pitch black, and in front of him, there was only a cyan avenue, which was the bridge deck of the Nai He Bridge, and on Xiao Zhen's right hand, a pitch-black stone tablet several zhang high and engraved with the words 'Nai He Bridge' stood on the bridge deck.

Walking along the bridge, Xiao Zhen felt that the surrounding yin wind was constantly blowing on him, and among those blowing yin winds, there seemed to be bursts of creepy crying, these sounds continued to echo in Xiao Zhen's ears, making Xiao Zhen frown, and after walking for a distance, a simple bamboo shed attracted Xiao Zhen's attention.

This bamboo shed is covered with thatch, bitter bamboo as branches, and some tea sheds built in the barren mountains and wild roads, and among them, an old lady with snow-white hair, wearing a navy blue linen shirt, and a kind face is sitting in the tea shed fanning the sunflower fan, seeing Xiao Zhen coming, the old lady stood up, with a kind smile and said: "Come, you are also tired, drink a bowl of tea soup, take a good rest before going on the road? ”

"I'm sorry, but I have no intention of forgetting things. Looking coldly at this charity-looking old lady Meng Po, Xiao Zhen said indifferently, pressing his right hand on the long sword at his waist, Xiao Zhen was already on guard at this moment.

"Oh? It seems that your mind has not been lost? This is all rare, although there have been people who have not lost their minds in the past, but most of them are controlled by ghost soldiers, looking at the ghost sword on your waist, it seems that those eight ghost soldiers still can't help you?" Hearing Xiao Zhen's words, Meng Po's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and then he said with a smile.

"You look quite calm, are you confident?" Looking at Meng Po, Xiao Zhen couldn't help but be even more vigilant, although this Meng Po didn't give Xiao Zhen too much danger, but Meng Po's attitude made Xiao Zhen feel inappropriate, whether it was the previous soul envoy, ghost pawn, or ghost soldier, as soon as he saw that his mind was not lost, he was the first to step forward to arrest him, but now this Meng Po is full of calm face, which naturally makes Xiao Zhen more vigilant.

"Hehe, don't worry, the old woman is just a soup on the bridge, whether to drink or not, it is your freedom, my wife is an old arm and legs, but she can't stand your barbaric fighting." Compared with Xiao Zhen's caution, Meng Po seemed to be a local wise man who had no quarrel with the world, and he looked unwilling to start a war with Xiao Zhen, not only that, but the soup bowl in Meng Po's hand had also been put down.

"So that's the case, that's because I misunderstood Meng Po you, then I'm crossing the bridge now, I don't think you will hinder me, right?" Looking at Meng Po, Xiao Zhen asked Meng Po seriously, and Meng Po naturally nodded and said: "That's natural, my wife doesn't want to work hard for this matter." ”

Hearing Meng Po's words, Xiao Zhen nodded to Meng Potian, and then continued to move forward, when passing through the tea shed not long after, Meng Po's originally kind face suddenly became hideous, only to see her fingernails become longer in an instant, as if a dagger was embedded in her fingers, with a bang, then Meng Po rushed towards Xiao Zhen's back.

Just when Meng Po was about to pierce Xiao Zhen's body, Xiao Zhen seemed to have eyes behind him, first took a step forward, avoiding the sharp long claws that stabbed, and then Xiao Zhen turned around sharply, and the long sword at his waist was immediately unsheathed, and after the long sword with pitch black smoke drew a brilliant light, Meng Po's thin hands were immediately cut off!

"Ah!!h

"Why did you find out, I have obviously made a soul extinguishing incense...... "Gritting her teeth and looking at Xiao Zhen, the banshee who incarnated as Meng Po asked angrily, her teeth were sharp into triangles, just like a tiger toothfish.

"You're talking about these green smoke that surrounds you, right?" Hearing the other party's words, Xiao Zhen showed a sneer, "It seems that you really haven't lied, you really haven't seen a ghost with a mind set foot here, no, it should be said that a ghost who has never slaughtered a ghost soldier has set foot here, you can't imagine it, the black gas on this sword has blocked all your so-called soul killing incense." ”

Hearing Xiao Zhen's words, the banshee was immediately stunned, and after a while, the banshee said: "Damn Huangquan frozen gas, ah!!"

"Now that you have your doubts solved, you can also die. With a cold smile, Xiao Zhen said to the banshee, and when she heard Xiao Zhen's words, the banshee suddenly showed a frightened look and said, "Don't think that you can walk across the Nai He Bridge, if you don't drink Meng Po soup, you can't walk here." ”

"If you can't go, I'll kill it, I don't believe that your bridge is endless!" smiled coldly, and the next moment, Xiao Zhen's long sword had already slashed at the banshee's body, and after a terrible scream, the banshee suddenly turned into flying smoke and was absorbed by the long sword, and at the same time, at the moment when the banshee was killed, the tea shed also turned into yellow water and flowed to the ground.

"Meng Po Soup, it's basically the water of the Santu River!" Looking at the Meng Po Soup, which had also turned into a yellow and turbid stream, Xiao Zhen smiled coldly, and then turned around and continued to move forward.

As soon as the footsteps moved, the sound of rattling on both sides kept coming, and I saw that the banshee with dark green skin, brown hair, and golden snake eyes was the same as that Meng Po, in the echoing sound of the water, groups of three or five jumped out of the water flow on both sides, and rushed towards Xiao Zhen, these banshees have extremely sharp nails, and they can also squirt out a whole yellow turbidity rot liquid from their mouths, and these liquids fall on the bridge deck of the Nai He Bridge is also a burst of ice fog rising.

These sudden appearance of the banshees were not unexpected, the long sword at the waist was unsheathed, and the next moment, the sword light in front of Xiao Zhen was like flying, and he began to slaughter these banshees who rushed out of the water, under Xiao Zhen's swordsmanship, these banshees were cut into scattered black mist, and these black mist were all sucked into the long sword in Xiao Zhen's hand.

Although they are invincible, but these banshees are more and more, and even in the end, they are just like an army rushing wildly, even if Xiao Zhen is facing such a scene, he feels extremely tricky, the long sword in his hand does not stop, and the footsteps do not stop at all, gritting his teeth stubbornly, almost three steps and one stop, one step and ten kills under the crazy killing, I don't know how long it has been, Xiao Zhen finally killed through the banshee's group formation, seeing that those banshees were frightened and did not jump out of the water to attack, Xiao Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that even ghosts will feel tired......" Looking at the black mist surrounded by the long sword in his hand was more than twice as strong as before, Xiao Zhen immediately smiled bitterly, and he didn't know if it was fate or what the reason was, he couldn't imagine that he died and went to the underworld, and he still continued to create endless killings, of course, Xiao Zhen didn't feel the slightest guilt after killing these banshees, in order to be able to leave the underworld, Xiao Zhen didn't care about killing more existences!

After killing the banshee group, Xiao Zhen sat on the bridge and rested for a while before continuing on the road, walking all the way, still unable to see the end of the bridge, just when Xiao Zhen was a little desperate and wondered if he really couldn't go out, suddenly, the eyes suddenly became open, and the next moment, Xiao Zhen stood on a beautiful and unparalleled flower field, and behind him, there was the sound of a turbulent river.

"Here...... Is that the other side that the ghost pawn said?" Looking at the large blood-red flower field in front of him, Xiao Zhen muttered, compared with the previous desolation, this place can be said to be infinitely vibrant, the blood-red flowers are so gorgeous, these flowers are called the other side of the flower, it is a flower that only the Huangquan Difu World has, just when Xiao Zhen looked at this beautiful flower field in distraction, a melodious flute sound rippled out from this flower field.