The ghost king lives underground, relying on feng shui here to accumulate yin power.

Once the feng shui is destroyed, the ghost king will weaken day by day.

The top-grade wasteland crystals accumulated on our bodies are enough to stay here and cultivate quickly, and our strength is getting stronger and stronger.

In this case, the Ghost King will either be killed by us or leave on his own.

This method is too fierce, and if it is not used well, it will damage luck.

I don't take it lightly unless I have to.

We rode the Pure Bone Spirit Horse and walked along the hidden place on the mountainside to the location where Zhao Mingli's family lived.

The old boy made us miserable yesterday, and he has to teach him a lesson for everything he says today!

As I was climbing the valley down and treading the stream forward, I suddenly saw a man in a coarse cloth garment and a hat on his head stumbling forward at the turn of the valley in front of me.

Murphy also saw that something was wrong, "Hidden Dragon, is that person in front of you injured?"

After experiencing Zhao Mingli's incident, I didn't dare to meddle anymore, so I went around directly from the side.

The Bone Spirit Horse walked around the stream, and was about to move forward, when he saw a fellow dressed in a similar style and wearing a vine hat on his head.

He walked with the same stumbling as if he were drunk.

I turned the horse's head again and went in another direction.

After walking for a while, I saw the same ragged people again.

The light above his head grew stronger, the rich fire element steamed the land, and the water vapor in the forest rose, carrying a strong smell of corpses.

I gathered up the Bone Spirit Horse, and took out two Concealment Spells and put them on us.

A low-end concealment spell like this is almost meaningless to deceive the master, but it shouldn't be a problem to deceive such a minion.

We held our breath and quietly moved forward, step by step.

The staggering people didn't notice my presence.

The closer I got, the stronger the smell of corpses became.

I vaguely guessed something, so I took a rock and threw it at it.

The huge hat was smashed down, and I saw a walking corpse that was half rotten and had rotten flesh stuck to the strands of hair.

Murphy's face turned pale for a moment, and he clutched his nose and stepped back.

The walking corpse sniffled, facing us, and suddenly raised its hand, its rotting claws, aimed at my neck.

Uh-

A foul breath erupted, and I quickly dodged back.

The shrubs, which were infected by the foul air, immediately rotted a large area.

Oops, this guy doesn't look with his eyes, he smells with his nose.

I pinched the spell, and a ball of flame erupted forward, enveloping the body of the walking corpse, beeping and burning green corpse oil.

The walking corpse howled in the sky, and in an instant, the sound of rustling came from the dense forest.

Countless walking corpses crawled out of the grave and gathered in our direction.

"Ahh

Murphy let out a short scream, and suddenly a mud-stained hand reached out from the ground and grabbed her ankle.

The nameless sword slashed down, his wrist flew up, and Murphy stretched his wings and didn't dare to land.

Not far away, a terrifying evil force is approaching us layer by layer.

"No, let's go!"

There are ghosts at night and walking corpses during the day, these are the minions of the ghost king!

Murphy grabbed me and immediately flew low and left this place of right and wrong.

I passed by all the way, and found that in this vast mountain forest, many graves had been opened, and there were deep footprints on the soft soil.

Beibi Mountain, where more than 100,000 people live, has passed so many years, and the last thing that is missing from the ground is the dead.

The walking corpse distinguishes people by their scent, and I took out the charm again to seal the breath of the two of us.

At the same time, I collected a lot of strong-smelling mint grass, chopped it with a dagger and smeared it on my body.

After escaping some distance, we stopped, summoned the Bone Spirit Horse again, and zigzagged along the deep undergrowth.

My guess was correct.

Under the cover of the scent, the walking corpses did not recognize us, and continued to wander aimlessly in the mountains and forests.

It was originally ten minutes away, but because of the surveillance of these guys, I walked for more than an hour.

When I walked back to Zhao Mingli's house, I found that the door and the door were open.

When I walked in, there was no one in the room.

Murphy was suspicious, "Could it be that the two of them, afraid of our revenge, absconded in advance?"

There was still a faint fire burning in the earthen stove in the house, and when I opened the pot, the rice was still steaming for a while.

Yesterday, I took out the cans from my storage bag and shared them with them, and they were sitting on the table.

The sight of the canned food fueled the anger in my chest even more.

Zhao Mingli's family is really not a thing!

"Wait."

I moved my stool and sat on my own.

Murphy suddenly pointed to the door, "Hidden Dragon, look!"

A group of walking corpses, stumbling in the direction of the courtyard gate.

I was hesitating whether to go out and hide, when I was standing at the door of the room, and the zombie who was about to step into it suddenly hung in mid-air.

Buzz Buzz –

The entire building emitted bursts of blue light, blocking the zombie's tracks, and it turned and headed in other directions.

There are prohibitions in the house to keep out zombies and evil spirits!?

I immediately took out the compass from the storage bag and inserted a forbidden spell into it.

The compass spun around and immediately pointed to a place in the whole house with the strongest spiritual power.

The cottage was so big that I quickly found a palm-sized wood carving in the wooden cabinet in Zhao Mingli's bedroom.

The wooden statue is of Guanyin, but under its feet is a tombstone with several bright red fonts written on it.

Xuantian Holy Maiden - the spiritual seat of the earth of the Emperor and the Queen of Heaven

The ghost king entrenched here, named himself the Xuantian Holy Maiden, which is really shameless.

I guess that the villagers living in the mountains in the north have such a statue blessed by evil spirits in their houses.

The mansion with this statue will not be searched by evil spirits and walking corpses, and we are basically safe here.

After a while, the footsteps of three people could be heard clearly outside the door.

After Zhao Mingli's family entered the house, when they saw me in the bedroom, the old woman was the first to roll her eyelids in fright and almost fainted.

Zhao Mingli helped his wife and looked at us in horror.

"You...... You're not dead!?"

I smiled lightly and said, "Your family is dead, and I won't die."

I took out the Qianxuan Cold Iron Knife and approached step by step, Zhao Ming immediately pushed Zhao Ya, "Granddaughter, run!"

Bang –

The door was closed by Murphy, "If you don't make things clear, none of you will want to leave today!"

Zhao Ya pouted, knelt down towards us, and said with tears in her eyes, "It's me who is sorry for you!"

Zhao Ya is a little girl, and she is also a victim, she has not done anything from beginning to end, and I have no intention of dealing with her.

"You get up first."

The three of them stood in a row by the wall, and I sat down in my chair and asked the question that had been holding back in my mind.

"What the hell did you use to imprison the two of us last night?"