Luo Jiuqiu woke up, and she found herself lying in a spacious coffin.

The coffin was pitch black, and there was a faint damp mist lingering on the exposed skin.

Luo Jiuqiu moved his fingers, and instantly felt a suction force coming, and countless dense fogs converged on his mouth, nose, and heart.

Luo Jiuqiu blinked and pushed open the heavy coffin lid with one palm.

At this moment, there was a loud "boom", thunder and lightning, and a torrential rain.

In the pouring rain, as soon as Luo Jiuqiu flew to the ground, he looked at several loose cultivators carrying large and small tools outside the tomb.

The broken coffin lid in the distance was engraved with the words "Moon Worship Sect, Young Sect Master, Luo Jiuqiu."

The strange thing is that the red inscription is faintly covered with black gas, which gradually condenses into a tornado in the torrential rain, and the aura riots.

Luo Jiuqiu raised his hand, closed his eyes, and inhaled slightly, actually inhaling the strange black qi into his nose.

Visible to the naked eye, her pale complexion glowed with a hint of a living ruddy.

It is rumored that there is an immortal tomb three hundred miles outside Baiyun City, and there are secret books of Tibetan exercises and immortal bodies, mortals can obtain immortality, and monks can soar if they get it.

The path of ascension in the Jingxuan Continent has been cut off for more than 10,000 years, and there are countless similar nonsense.

Unfortunately, these casual cultivators in front of them, who were not high in cultivation and had just started, came for this nonsense legend, and it was Luo Jiuqiu's grave that they dug up.

Under the blood moon, in the rainstorm, Luo Jiuqiu was dressed in white clothes fluttering, green silk swayed with the wind, his face was cold, his eyes were deeper than the night, and his face was expressionless.

Several monks looked at each other, their hearts beating like thunder, some were lustful, some were murderous, and more were ambitious.

"You...... Who are you?! ”

Someone trembled, holding a weapon and asking carefully.

Luo Jiuqiu glanced at this person lightly, and said lightly: "Brother Dao, you dig my grave, you ask me who I am?" ”

The questioner's eyes widened, and before he had time to say anything else, he was grabbed by Luo Jiuqiu, who came in a flash.

Luo Jiuqiu shook his head and sighed, and said, "The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient. I'm just dying here quietly, but someone comes to dig up the grave and disturb the purity. You, you, deserve to die. ”

As he spoke, Luo Jiuqiu twisted this person's neck into a terrifying arc with all his strength.

The monk was tenacious in life, not yet dead, recited the mantra, summoned several black crows, and immediately attacked Luo Jiuqiu's face.

Several monks next to him were also shouting: "This person is probably the immortal body in the mouth of Gao Zun!" I'll kill her, eat her flesh and blood, and have a chance of ascending! ”

As he spoke, several people rushed up together.

All kinds of weapon formations, colorful, flying and spinning.

Luo Jiuqiu stroked his soaked hair and laughed: "I don't want to kill people, but Guan'er and others are not like people, and it is really not a pity to die by digging up graves and eating people like this." ”

After that, Luo Jiuqiu was ruthless, and with a flick of his sleeves, thousands of black qi gushed out from his sleeves, instantly changing into hideous beasts, and hundreds of thousands of people rushed out, covering a group of unpopular scattered cultivators in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Ahhh Hell! ”

Screams resounded through the night sky.

"Boom!"

The huge thunder fell, and behind Luo Jiuqiu, the broken graves and the pitch-black coffins were all shattered into slag.

Luo Jiuqiu stretched out a palm, which was imprinted on the top of the head of a person who escaped.

Call!

A gust of wind rose, and Luo Jiuqiu's palm emitted a faint light.

The head of the person who was pressed by it flashed like a dreamy bubble.

Luo Jiuqiu turned the pages like a book, thousands of lights and shadows floated in his eyes, and hundreds of years of earthly life passed like a white horse.

At the end of the soul search, Luo Jiuqiu murmured: "It turns out that six hundred years have passed in the earthly world, and now the Moon Worship Sect has long since fallen, but I, the young sect master, have been resurrected. ”

The palms of the scattered cultivators trembled, and several people knelt down and prayed, crying bitterly.

"Immortals spare their lives! Immortals spare their lives! ”

However, Luo Jiuqiu's exercises are special, and you can see at a glance that these people have killed a lot of evil, the big evil is continuous, and the small evil is endless.

"Remember, it's not a ghost who killed you, it's your young sect leader Luo Jiuqiu."

Luo Jiuqiu turned around and threw down a sentence, and the fierce beast held an umbrella and left the broken cemetery.

One step out, it is 300 miles.

As soon as Luo Jiuqiu raised his head, the person had already appeared in Baiyun City, three hundred miles away.

The once prosperous and lively Baiyun City is now in turmoil.

In the downpour, the white mist was shrouded, the ghosts gathered, and the sky was still looming ominous red light.

Crying and howling could be faintly heard from the closed doors and windows, and on the street, blood flowed everywhere, ghosts and ghosts were fierce, teeth and claws were dancing, and they were rushing around.

"Roar!"

As soon as the resentful ghosts saw a living person, their bodies were stunned, and they went crazy collectively, roaring, and all rushed towards Luo Jiuqiu's direction.

"Huh."

Luo Jiuqiu snorted slightly, and was about to make a move, but he felt an itch in his throat, and a mouthful of blood did not hold back, overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Smelling blood, the ghost was very excited, and pounced faster.

However, it was the fierce beasts under Luo Jiuqiu who were faster.

Luo Jiuqiu's expression was sorrowful, he slowly stretched out his hand to take the paper umbrella, and with a slight lift of his hand, the well-behaved beast pounced out in an instant.

The fierce beast was entangled in the black mist in mid-air, one beast turned into a hundred, a hundred beasts turned into a thousand, and the entire night sky was covered in a moment, roaring hideously, with sharp claws and steel teeth, biting off the heads of several resentful ghosts in one bite.

Luo Jiuqiu held an umbrella and walked slowly, like a leisurely walk, behind him and on his side, the terrifying "crunch" chewing sound was endless.

Countless ghosts fell, devoured and devoured.

With a smile, Luo Jiuqiu slowly pushed open the door of a restaurant in front of him.

"Guys, I'll find Gao Zun and tell him to get out."

The crowd was in turmoil, and I didn't know who the so-called "Gao Zun" was.

However, Luo Jiuqiu was impatient, and reached out with one hand, and the translucent puppet line between his fingers sounded like plucking the strings.

An invisible halo of light rippled in mid-air.

Before they had time to rejoice that all the ghosts had died, the ordinary people who were hiding had blank expressions for a moment, and their movements froze, like sculptures.

Luo Jiuqiu put away the umbrella, turned around and sat down, Shi Shiran poured a cup of tea, drank it slowly, and snapped his fingers.

Mortals and ordinary people vied with each other, and their mouths opened with blank expressions.

"I don't know who Gao Zun is."

"I have lived in Baiyun City for more than forty years, and I have never seen a person called 'Gao Zun'."

"In the early years, a mad monk entered the city, saying that he wanted to find the immortal grave, but in the end it was fruitless, and he almost killed the city lord, it is said that the mad monk is surnamed Gao, I don't know if it is him."

Luo Jiuqiu was bored when he heard it, and his fingers moved slightly, as if he was going to use the soul searching technique.

Suddenly, an awe-inspiring shout came from the second floor of the restaurant: "Demon girl! Sorcery! Don't stop yet! ”

Roaring, it was a wave of short arrows like meteors falling.

The arrows were ferocious, wrapped in raging flames, as fast as lightning, but three steps away from Luo Jiuqiu, they were absorbed by the black hole that flashed out of thin air and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh."

Luo Jiuqiu snorted, put down the teacup, and looked sideways.