The black-clothed ghost king couldn't remember Shu Yueji's name anyway, and deliberately made a fierce appearance.

"Don't get close to me, you monks have always been concerned with your own pleasure, not the life or death of others. This ghost king must build a small underworld, so that the wandering souls of the dead can settle here. ”

He was referring to the two great powers who were fighting in the underworld, but Shu Yueji thought that Lin Jingyong was a human being before his death, drawing talismans in a remote town for a living, and died at the hands of a Jindan female cultivator who cared about face. became a ghost, but was drawn into the battle of power and was forced to escape from the underworld.

Lin Jingyong seems to be too unlucky in life or ghost life.

Shu Yuechen persuaded: "In any case, you can't establish a small underworld here, even if you have the ability to defeat the two of us now, there are more powerful monks to come and fight." ”

The black-clothed ghost king remembered that the demon lord and the sword immortal fought in the underworld, causing a great earthquake in the underworld, causing the palace where the god of the underworld lived to sink into a huge crack, and the yellow spring was cut off by the mountain they collapsed, causing the yellow spring to flood and flood the ghost city where he lived.

Those powerful ghosts didn't want to soak in the yellow spring, so they killed the ghost guards, opened the ghost gate and fled to the world.

On the way to escape, the black-clothed ghost king fought with countless powerful ghosts, and he didn't know how many of his own kind he devoured, becoming a ghost king, and even his memory had become chaotic, and he was no longer the gentle and harmless ordinary ghost he used to be.

The power of the human world has to fight in the underworld, and the black-clothed ghost king will establish a small underworld in the human world to shelter those homeless souls.

The black-clothed ghost king was angry in his heart, since these two monks didn't know each other, let the two of them see how powerful they were.

The black-clothed ghost king said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, then let's fight!" ”

With that, he shot five miserable green nether ghost fires at Shu Yueji and Mu Hanyun,

These Nether Ghost Flames are blessed by the Yin Qi of the Black-clothed Ghost King, directly burning the enemy's divine soul through the opponent's body, and ordinary defensive magic weapons can't help the Nether Ghost Fire at all.

The white clouds of Shu Yueji, the long wind of Mu Hanyun, the two flying swords flew out on their own, flew around the body, and cut down five netherworld ghost fires.

Mu Hanyun originally saw that this black-clothed ghost king was not pleasing to the eye, and as soon as he stretched out his hand to point at the ghost king, the long wind was about to attack the black-clothed ghost king, but his long wind was blocked by the white clouds of Shu Yueji.

Mu Hanyun asked, "Senior Sister, what are you doing?" It was his hand that made the first move! ”

The black-clothed ghost king is still unleashing one cloud after another of netherworld ghost fires, and this Youlong Mountain has been half-turned into the underworld, which can support him to fight all the time.

Shu Yueji used the White Cloud Sword and slashed down one ghost fire after another, not knowing how to answer her junior brother's question, and after a while, she thought of a reason.

"Senior brother, I know him, he was a good friend of mine when he was alive, and he died a miserable and pitiful death."

Seeing that the Netherworld Ghost Fire couldn't help the two monks, the black-clothed ghost king immediately cast a spell to summon a heavy fog, trapping Shu Yueji and Mu Hanyun here.

The fog couldn't see his five fingers, and Mu Hanyun couldn't see Shu Yue's marks.

Mu Hanyun was not alarmed.

He has a keen sense and will not get lost in the mountains when he is young.

After becoming a Jindan period monk, he awakened a natal supernatural power, no need for divine sense or spell, no matter where the person he wanted to find was, he could know the location of the other party.

Mu Hanyun often used this supernatural power to find his senior sister and junior sister, and felt that this tracking supernatural power was a little improper, and he never told others.

He found his way in the fog, flew to his senior sister's side, and continued the previous topic.

"Senior sister, this is not like you, haven't you always been decisive in killing? How could you let the enemy go because he was pitiful? ”

Shu Yueji had just unfolded his divine sense and found Mu Saiyun, and Mu Hanyun had already flown over by himself.

Shu Yuechen explained seriously: "He was a good person during his lifetime, and he didn't harm anyone when he became a ghost king after his death. ”

Mu Hanyun retorted: "He has injured many monks who prevented him from establishing the Little Underworld, otherwise why would Jinding Temple invite us to Haizhou." ”

Shu Yuechen said: "Don't be in a hurry to use force, wait for me to persuade him." He's pathetic. ”

Mu Hanyun is jealous, the senior sister has always been straightforward, and she never talks about what she can do, but because the black-clothed ghost king is 'pitiful', the senior sister is soft-hearted.

He said sourly: "Senior sister, I am also very pitiful, my biological mother is the witch of the Yin Yang Demon Palace, and the senior brothers of the Xuantian Sword Sect hate me because of this, can you care more about me!" ”

Mu Hanyun has excellent talent, and he has his own "protagonist" luck, he laughs all day long, and he has no shape, and now he is actually starting to sell miserably.

Shu Yuechen just wanted to laugh.

The wind gradually rose around, and countless miserable green lights lit up in the fog, and countless shadows loomed in the thick fog.

Now is really not the time to laugh, Shu Yuezhen wants to keep her majesty as a senior sister.

Countless ghosts gradually appeared.

Shu Yuezhen saw many wicked people who died under her hands, and stretched out her hands to ask for her life.

She also saw Shizun Su Baicheng, and asked to go over by herself with a smile.

Mu Hanyun saw the dead adoptive parents and the villagers who died under the knife of the bandits.

This is an illusion, and the two of them are strong-willed, and they don't take it seriously.

Shu Yuechen asked Mu Hanyun: "Senior brother found me so quickly, is he good at breaking formations?" ”

Mu Hanyun said cheekily: "I'm just very familiar with Senior Sister's breath. ”

Shu Yuezhen said: "You are more serious, can you find the ghost king now?" ”

Mu Hanyun straightened his back: "Of course you can." ”

Mu Hanyun took his senior sister through the phantom array, climbed over the long stone steps, and arrived at a Buddhist temple.

This Buddhist temple is also in disrepair, the temple is lush with wild grass, and there are a lot of cobwebs on the Buddha statues in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The black-clothed ghost king sat on a futon in the hall and said gloomily: "You two are really not simple, not comparable to those wastes before. ”

Although the appearance of the black-clothed ghost king looks very gloomy, in Shu Yuechen's eyes, he is still the kind and pedantic Lin Jingyong.

Shu Yuechen said calmly: "The piece of spirit protection jade pendant on your body was given to you by me, and we have known each other before. ”

The black-clothed ghost king looked at the spirit protector jade pendant on his chest.

Whenever he was injured in battle, this jade pendant would emit a faint white light, nourishing his Yin Soul.

He had forgotten who had given him this jade pendant.

An old ghost he knew once sighed that such a powerful treasure must be a gift from his loved ones.

The black-clothed ghost king's heart was touched, looking at the jade pendant on his chest, looking at the white-clothed woman who was as beautiful as a fairy, he didn't remember what happened in his life for a long time, but he had thought about who gave him this jade pendant countless times.

He looked up at Shu Yueji and asked seriously, "Who were you before?" ”

Mu Hanyun was the first to answer: "You were just an ordinary friend of my senior sister when you were alive. ”

(End of chapter)