Shu Xuantan followed after Wei Jiang got out of the car, his eyes were faint, and he looked in the direction of Jialing Tower.

A wisp of black gas rushed straight into the sky, heading towards the Wangshe City.

"What's that?" The maid's eyes widened in surprise as she pointed to a dark mist in the sky.

Wei Jiang also noticed something strange at this time, she hurriedly went to see Shu Xuantan, the black qi consciously surrounded him, as if she wanted to devour him.

Shu Xuantan's body was glowing with golden light, and the huge golden bell jar was in front of him, and the moment the black qi collided with it, it was scattered and scattered.

Wei Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

She shook off the hand of the servant girl behind her, and staggered to Shu Xuantan's side, "Are you okay?" ”

The beads on Wei Jiang's body had long been blown off by the wind, and his high bun was also blown away and hung down, leaving only a golden phoenix hairpin and a hibiscus flower on the top of his head.

Faded the complicated beaded jewelry, and her whole person is more of a plain beauty with lead and brilliance.

"It's the Ghost King." There was a helpless voice in the wind.

"Since before the construction of the royal palace, he was suppressed under the Garling Tower, and now he rushed out of the top of the tower, fearing that he will take revenge on the entire royal city."

"Princess, order everyone to leave."

Shu Xuantan's gentle voice smashed into Wei Jiang's heart, heavy and heavy, making her breathless.

"Is it because I took the Wangshe Ancient Pearl?"

That's why the Ghost King broke through the seal and escaped from the Garling Tower.

Wei Jiang was extremely remorseful in her heart, she looked at the people of Wangshe City who were running away in all directions, and there were crystal tears on her delicate face.

"Is there any way to stop the Ghost King?" Wei Jiang asked.

Shu Xuantan raised her hand and wiped away her tears, her voice soft, "The princess will return the princess to me, and I will solve the rest." ”

It was originally his duty to suppress the evil spirits under the Garling Tower. He will do his best to suppress the ghost king again.

Wei Jiang cried silently, she didn't expect that at this time, Shu Xuantan, who had always been indifferent, would comfort her.

Wei Jiang let go of Shu Xuantan's hand and said earnestly, "I will hand over the Wang She Guzhu to you, you wait for me." ”

"I believe in the princess." Shu Xuantan's voice was still flat.

The black qi on the Garling Tower was still overflowing, and soon condensed into a tall black shadow, gradually taking on the shape of a human being, and he laughed wildly, and his voice covered the sky over the entire royal city.

"After a thousand years, Garling Tower will never be able to trap me again!" He formed five fingers into claws, pinched the void, and the top of the tower suddenly exploded.

The Garling Pagoda was shattered, and the next one was Shu Xuantan, who was chanting Buddhist scriptures in his ears all day long, and the ghost king swept into the air, and the ghost aura in the sky was like a dark cloud pressing down on the city.

Even if it's just a memory, Fu Zhu can feel the coercion of the ghost king, and he is stronger than Wei Jiang now.

So strong that Fu Zhu couldn't detect his strength at all. If she is facing the ghost king of a thousand years ago, she has no chance of winning.

Shu Xuantan should have destroyed the ghost king with the help of the Wangshe Ancient Pearl. She will soon be able to see what the legendary Wangshe Guzhu looks like.

Shu Xuantan stood in front of the ghost king, and his body was glowing with golden light, his light was like a flower, and it was like a star and moon, dispelling the surrounding ghosts.

His lips pursed, and he chanted a small incantation, and a blue lotus magic circle formed, trapping the Ghost King's steps.

The cold voice sounded, with a bit of contempt, "You don't think that just your little magic circle can trap me, do you?" ”

Shu Xuantan's expression did not change, but he said softly: "I will seal you again with the Wangshe Ancient Bead, so that you will never have a chance to do evil." ”

"Hahahaha, Wang She Guzhu?" The Ghost King laughed sarcastically, and suddenly his tone changed, becoming more and more flamboyant, "There is no longer any Wangshe Guzhu in this world!" ”

Shu Xuantan frowned slightly, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

Fu Zhu is also stunned, is there no Wang She Gu Zhu? How did Shu Xuantan destroy the ghost king, and why did the world come to the ancient city of Wangshe one after another to look for it.

"Hiji, do you know what's going on?"

Fu Zhu turned his head, but found that the Fusang flower villain who had been following him was gone.

"Who said that there is no Wang She Guzhu in the world......" Wei Jiang's weak voice suddenly sounded, she smiled miserably, and walked towards Shu Xuantan.

Riji has been following her, trying to reach out to cover her bleeding chest for her, but the blood is flowing more and more, to no avail.

"The royal house Guzhu promised you...... I will return you, Shu Xuantan, I didn't lie to you, on the day of the wedding, I will return the royal pearl to you. Wei Jiang's voice was intermittent, she spread out her hand, and there was a bloody relic lying in her palm.

The ghost king's flamboyant laughter came to an abrupt end, and he suddenly became angry, "Wei Jiang! You even didn't hesitate to take out the royal pearls, and you betrayed me again! ”

A confused look appeared in Wei Jiang's eyes, what did it mean to betray him again? She had never had any contact with the ghost king.

The blood in her heart flowed more and more, Wei Jiang's eyes were a little dark, she took advantage of her consciousness, put the relics in Shu Xuantan's hand, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I want you to help me solve this mess......"

Wei Jiang's figure suddenly fell, like a hibiscus flower falling from a branch, both gorgeous and sad.

Shu Xuantan's face was as unfazed as the ancient well, and suddenly a tear fell.

This is the only tear in his life.

Warmth, pity, remorse, sourness, all kinds of emotions are mixed together.

The ghost king in the Qinglian array was also silent for a moment, he seemed to can't believe that this is the ending again.

"Why? Why are you still looking for death after a thousand years? Wei Jiang! The ghost king roared angrily, and the ghost aura became more and more intense, enveloping the entire royal residence city.

Fu Zhu could only see the golden light on Shu Xuantan's body, he put down Wei Jiang, and cast a spell with one hand to knock Wang She Guzhu into the sky above the Qinglian Array, and the originally precarious magic array was instantly reinforced.

The golden light above his head shone all over his body.

The Ghost King let out a terrible scream, and then laughed more and more madly, "Shu Xuantan, you actually gave me the Wang She Guzhu with your own hands, and what happened a thousand years ago will not be repeated." ”

A huge hand broke through the Qinglian magic circle and grabbed at Wang She Guzhu, Shu Xuantan's brows furrowed, what did this ghost king want to do, he actually took the initiative to touch Wang She Guzhu.

The light of the Wang She Gu Zhu gradually weakened, and most of the ghost qi on the ghost king's body was purified by the Gu Zhu, revealing his true body.

It was a handsome man in black, but his dead white face was crawling with ghost patterns, which looked a little terrifying.

The ghost qi was attached to the ancient pearl of the king's house, and the light became darker and darker, and Shu Xuantan's heart sank.

The strength of this ghost king is already so strong, even Wang She Guzhu is useless to him.

"Give me Wei Jiang's body!" The man in black held the Wang She Guzhu in one hand, and his eyes were fixed on Wei Jiang's corpse.

Shu Xuantan subconsciously blocked in front of Wei Jiang, "Don't think." ”

Shu Xuantan's cultivation is only more than 20 cultivations, where is the opponent of the thousand-year-old ghost king, even if he is injured by Wang She Guzhu, his strength is still not to be underestimated.

The ghost qi broke through his golden bell jar, climbed up Shu Xuantan's body, and pinched his neck.

"Lord Shu Xuantan!" Hiyo shouted.

Fu Zhu squatted beside Wei Jiang, washed away the blood stains on Riji's hands with a small spell, and said softly: "This is Shu Xuantan's memory, he can't hear you call him." ”