"This way of change really works. ”

Yun Su put away the small ball of white floc that was forbidden by countless ghosts, and let those vicious ghosts cry out, threaten, and roar hysterically inside.

Just now, when this ten miles radius turned into purgatory, how sinister they were, and how dirty and pitiful they are now.

Cause and effect are good reincarnation, but who has been spared.

These ghost creatures became muddy and quiet after a while, and even the most ferocious red-clothed ghost queen became like a livestock to be slaughtered, and she could only think in her heart that the powerful ghost king had come to save her earlier.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, the three people who fell into the heart magic realm also woke up one after another, and without the female ghosts in white to make trouble, the final difficulty of the heart magic realm was greatly reduced.

Yun Su used his magical powers to accept these fierce ghosts, which was regarded as giving them a chance in disguise.

"Brother Zhang, hey, what about those ghosts. ”

Ji Ping pulled a sword flower with the long sword in his hand, cut through the delusion, and then opened his eyes, and saw Yunsu present, and immediately felt a little relieved, thinking that Fang had just been besieged by countless ghosts and fallen into the realm of inner magic, he only felt that it was extremely dangerous, and it must be this unfathomable senior who came to the rescue.

Elder Bai Qi also got up and took Ji Ping to salute Yunsu.

"Wushan Sword Palace Bai Qi (Ji Ping), thank you for your life-saving grace. ”

The three of them guarded the big tent of the Chinese army together, almost fell into the magic realm together, and woke up together, and after waking up, the countless ghosts in the big tent were gone, and everyone knew that it was related to the swordsman who called himself Zhang Yifan standing in front of him.

In their opinion, this person's martial arts cultivation is unfathomable, he has a special momentum on his body, and he is silent, and along the way, he never seems to be moved by external objects, nor does he deliberately make friends with anyone.

Especially the nameless swordsman of the innate realm, he was even more shocked in his heart.

If Elder Bai Qi and Ji Ping only knew that there were many ghosts in the Chinese army's big tent, he had already reached the innate realm, and Fang Zheng clearly felt that some kind of strange change had occurred in the entire camp.

Bai Qi and Ji Ping didn't know that the nameless martial arts cultivation had reached the innate realm. But Nameless knew it in his heart, and he had done his best.

At the last moment of falling into a coma, he couldn't even die with those white-clothed ghosts, so he fell into the magic realm of his heart.

And the senior in front of him is inconspicuous, but he can reverse the crisis with his own strength.

"There are people outside of people, and there are heavens outside of heaven. It turns out that on the road of martial artists, a mountain is higher than a mountain. ”

The swordsman Nameless walked the rivers and lakes this time and joined the Dingbo Army, he was also thinking about practicing martial arts all his life, he was invincible in middle age, and it was time to do something earth-shattering.

He was born as a butcher, his family died in a riot, and after losing his right arm for some reason, he got a fragment of knife technique by chance, and finally at the age of forty-one, he cultivated an invincible residual knife.

After the completion of the sword technique, he retreated for several years, and the internal strength of the same self-fragmented scroll was finally completed and entered the congenital.

In this life, Nameless has traveled to many places, suffered all kinds of hardships in the world, including joys and sorrows, hunger and cold, and has no sect in his life.

Originally, I thought that the world was so big, I could go anywhere, and the three or five hundred good players in the rivers and lakes were not my opponents, if I went to the battlefield, as long as I didn't stand there motionless, I was shot by the tsunami-like bed crossbow and giant bow, and one person slaughtered more than a thousand Ulan iron horsemen also had absolute confidence.

However, in the face of endless fierce ghosts, Nameless felt for the first time that he was proud of his innate martial arts, and it was still far away.

In this world, there are really ghosts and gods.

"The remnants of the knife are turned into fields, thank you for the life-saving grace of your predecessors. If he is sent in the future, Tian Hua will never say anything. ”

This one-armed swordsman is not without a name, but he feels that the world is so big, he has gone to many state capitals, defeated countless famous people in the rivers and lakes, and has a faint feeling of loneliness and loneliness, so he calls himself nameless.

After being in danger, I realized that the sky was very high and the earth was extremely thick, but the mood was different.

"After Bai Qi returns to the mountain, he will definitely entrust this matter to the palace master of the Sword Palace, and then discuss how to thank the seniors for saving their lives and the righteousness of turning the tide. ”

"Brother Zhang, our Sword Palace has always liked to make friends with chivalrous and courageous masters like you, and when you come to Wushan in the future, Ji Pingding will personally be your guide. ”

Bai Qian knows some of the secrets of the Sword Palace, in his opinion, this senior has done a great favor, this favor is too great, Yu public and private, if you can invite him to the Sword Palace for a trip, and then ask the immortal-like palace master to give some opportunities, it can be regarded as worthy of this kindness.

In the eyes of the three of them, this is not only a life-saving grace, but also a blessing in disguise, and their mood has been greatly improved, and the road to martial arts will definitely be much smoother in the future.

If the three of them are defeated, the fate of the more than 50,000 Dingbo army and Chinese army generals in the end can be imagined.

"Your hearts have been received. It's just a gesture, so you don't have to take it too seriously. Now that the crisis is only temporary, you should wake up the others first and strengthen your vigilance. ”

Yunsu still has something to do, if it is any later, then the accomplices of the red-clothed ghost queen are afraid that they will sense that something is wrong and escape.

"Seniors, how should we wake up these soldiers......

Bai Qi helped a small soldier next to him, probed his nose, and there was no big problem, but he shook it but didn't wake up, and he was a little bit of true qi, but he still didn't react.

Yun Su took out a piece of rune paper, flicked it lightly, and flew into Ji Ping's hand.

"Burn this talisman, take the talisman ash and add it to the hot water for everyone to take, just take a sip, expel the yin and evil cold in the body, and you can wake up. ”

"Yes!"

Yun Su could have also cast a spell to wake up more than 50,000 people at one time, but in this way, the movement would be too big, and it was likely to scare away the ghosts in the dark, and boiling water and burning talismans was the easiest way.

This spirit rune was written by Yun Su himself, with the power of the mantra to drive away evil spirits and diseases, and it was integrated into thousands of catties of hot water, which was enough for tens of thousands of people to get rid of the remaining yin and evil ghosts in their bodies, and it could also dissolve the fatigue and soreness caused by the march for days.

After speaking, he picked up his sword and walked out of the Chinese army's tent, and after a few steps, he disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Yun Su controlled his external cultivation at the level of the Hua Dan period, but secretly his divine sense was like a net, like a sieve, sifting through the mountains and forests one by one.

When he caught the red-clothed ghost queen, he faintly felt that there was a trace of telekinesis in her.

The monks of the Divine Realm have a powerful divine sense, which can be used as a means of attack, as well as tracking and probing, and it is infinitely useful. But the monks of the Great Qi Realm did not have such a powerful divine sense.

They tend to cultivate some methods such as mental and mental power, which can also play a similar role, but compared to the powerful divine consciousness of the cultivators of the Transformation God Realm, it is too much worse.

Yun Su did not destroy that wisp of telekinesis, but pulled it away from the female ghost in red, and could faintly deduce that the person behind the curtain was not too far away, but the position was constantly changing, and his whereabouts were treacherous, and he looked extremely cautious.

Suddenly, this wisp of telekinesis turned into nothingness and lost its effectiveness.

At this time, Yun Su had just searched the mountains and forests within a radius of ten miles, but he couldn't find that trace.

At this moment, a vague sound came, as if it was very close, but also as if it was far away, unpredictable, at first glance it sounded ordinary, but it contained a certain weirdness.

This sound of the piano cannot be heard by mortals, not by living people, and not by ordinary cultivators.

It's just that Yunsu heard it, and happened to understand it, and he was going to take a lot of trouble to find it, but he just followed the sound of the piano to find it.

The sound of this piano, like the echo of ten thousand ghosts, like the echo of the netherworld, is a song of the dead.

It is also a coincidence that when Yunsu was cultivating once, he heard a similar sound in the underground underworld, but it was a natural rhythm in the underworld.

And this sound of the piano was played by cultivators, and it was specially used to communicate with ghosts.

The person behind it must have used the second method because the time for the effect of telekinesis was up.

......

More than fifty miles away, in a hidden mountain cliff cave.

An old man in brocade was playing the piano, the tail of the piano was scorched black, and there was a ghost slave with a handsome face standing beside him.

The sound of the piano was condensed but not dispersed, some of the piano sounds went in the direction of Weiyuan City, and others spread leisurely, hiding into the deep streams of the mountains and forests in all directions.

Yun Su hid his body, hid in the purple clouds, followed the sound of the undead piano, and soon found this cliff cave fifty miles away.

This piano sound can not only communicate with ghosts fifty miles away, but also naturally communicate with ghosts within a radius of dozens of miles nearby. ”

Yun Su looked at the old man who played the piano, his cultivation had already reached the realm of transforming into a pill, which was still a lot worse than the old woman of the Thousand Spirits Sect Master and the Antarctic Heavenly Palace, and he was at least hundreds of years away from turning the pill into liquid, and the peak of the qi induction that his divine consciousness was about to condense.

The most bizarre thing is that between the breaths, there are countless grievances and grievances, but he is completely fearless, breathing in and inhaling, as if he is extremely enjoying the feeling of being riddled with evil obstacles, countless souls are sometimes inhaled by him, sometimes spit out, his face is painful, and he makes a silent howl.

His eyes are the same as the ghost queen in red, they are both eyes and four pupils, and the two small pupils are much more condensed than the ghost queen in red.

"It seems that this person is the ghost king that the red-clothed ghost queen never forgets. ”

Yunsu was about to start, but he listened to the handsome-faced ghost slave.

I saw him pull the corner of the old man in brocade, and said in an extremely disgusting sissy tone:

"Lord Ghost King, this ghost queen is too unfavorable, according to the plan, she should have already succeeded, but she didn't send someone to report for a long time, and she didn't respond to the adult's undead fairy sound. ”

The old man in brocade, known as the Ghost King, stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly, stopped the piano sound, and snorted softly: "You have always liked to compete with her for favor, so you said this on purpose." Onihime, something may have happened. ”

"Something happened, although the ghost Ji is mediocre in cultivation, but she has the Huangquan Banner personally refined by the Ghost King in her hands, thousands of ghost slaves in white, and countless evil ghosts, can't she deal with more than 50,000 mortals?"

"Don't forget, Dacheng also has a Yushan Sword Sect, if Ghost Ji really has an accident, it means that there is a master from the Yushan Sword Sect, maybe it's a good thing. ”

A strange smile appeared on the corner of the ghost king's mouth, and he didn't seem to care about the safety of the red-clothed ghost queen at all.

"Let's go, go back and send the ghost slave to find out, if they really come, they will be waiting for them under Hantian City. ”

The ghost king waved his hand to accept the Jiaowei guqin, stretched out his hand and took the handsome ghost slave into his arms, kneading it wantonly, and was about to raise the ghost mist and leave.

"Up!"

Yun Su urged the forbidden array that had already been laid out, and the ghost king just drove the ghost mist and crashed into the forbidden form, how fast he took off, how fast he crashed back into the cliff.

With a bang, the cliff shattered, smashed into it for several feet, and then before he came back to his senses, he was detained like a turtle in an urn and couldn't move.

"Oh no, it was sneak attacked. ”

The ghost king calculated a lot, and he was so careful, he never expected that he would be attacked by someone sneaking up on him when he hid fifty miles away and changed his position frequently.

"Bold, who is coming, who actually dares to sneak attack the ghost king of the Ghost Fang Temple. ”

The jade-faced ghost slave looked cunning as if he was pinching his throat, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but he let Yunsu hear a little bit of their origin.

"Noise!"

Yun Su glared at him, and the jade-faced ghost slave who was originally shrunk in the arms of the ghost king and was still fierce and inward-looking, suddenly felt that endless killing was coming, and then he felt that the ghost body was cracked inch by inch, and infinite pain was coming, and after a blink of an eye, his soul disappeared.

Yunsu respects the sexual tendencies of anyone or even any living being, but he can't stand this noisy, ignorant and annoying sissy.

At this time, it was only a few tens of breaths from the time he arrived here to detain the ghost king.

"Who is Your Excellency, why did you act so ruthlessly, do you really regard the true immortal of my Ghost Fang Temple as nothing, and you must be the enemy of my Ghost Fang Temple?!"

The ghost king was banned, and he had to struggle, however, the white-clothed sword cultivator was not moved at all, but pointed at himself.

For a while, I only felt that the universe was turned upside down, the dantian was shattered, the golden pill was extinguished, and the ghost cultivators who had been practicing penance for more than a thousand years had turned into nothingness and disappeared.

"Seal!"

Yun Su first broke his cultivation, and then drew a talisman with one hand, the void became a spell, and a forbidden god fell on him, but this time he couldn't even move his eyebrows.

It's pitiful, the ghost king of the Ghost Fang Temple who was still calculating and everything was under control before half a cup of tea became a prisoner at the mercy of others in an instant.

After cultivating for more than a thousand years, the Ghost King never imagined that one day he would be defeated without the strength to fight back. Since entering the Ghost Fang Temple, he has enjoyed all kinds of methods of killing and abusing souls for thousands of years, and he has always felt that his thoughts are accessible, and he is happy to kill people, not only to kill people, but also to inhale the fish and flesh in his abdomen to kill those unjust souls, and ravage them fiercely.

In his opinion, as a person from the Ghost Fang Temple, he should uphold the idea of killing people for a while, and killing people all the time, but he didn't expect to fall into the hands of others today, I don't know why, I was actually afraid to the extreme.

Why didn't this person listen to me, why didn't he listen to my explanation, why did he break the Dao and ghost skills that I had worked hard for more than a thousand years, killed countless people, and refined countless ghost things, why did he have no fear after hearing the name of the Ghost Fang Temple, is he really not afraid of the true immortal god that I said?

He has countless question marks in his heart.

"People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, and kings are not kings. This Jiaowei Lingqin is really a pearl. ”

Yun Su flipped it in his hand, showing the Jiaowei Qin played by the Ghost King, waved his hand and stroked it, and instantly purified the guqin, looked new, and looked quite satisfied.