The person only grabbed a little bit of the breath of the silkworm branches and leaves, and the whole blade of grass turned into a streamer and fell into Li Shuishan's hands, and then threw it in front of him to absorb the black gas.

The man will say, "I need it, give me a leaf." ”

Li Shuishan said lightly: "Give me a reason." ”

The general laughed: "There is no reason. ”

The dry wild ghost's eyes were slightly red, his body was weak and retreated, no one could see that he was killed by a few textures of the wooden sword, and his body was dark and dark, and he slapped his chest and was defeated in the night.

The wooden sword went around, the afterglow swirled, and it slashed in front of the general, he reached out and grabbed the palm of the black spear, which happened to fall on the hilt of the sword, but he couldn't help but be burned with white smoke, and the person said hoarsely: "This sword is extraordinary, it can burn my ghost body." ”

The man let go of the hand that grabbed the sword, caught the aimless black spear, and the momentum was volatile.

Li Shuishan stretched out his sleeves and put the peachwood sword into his back, and he noticed that there were two more swords to warn, his back was cold, and he clenched his fist and blasted out at the night in front of him, and then walked out of a middle-aged man full of smiles, he also clenched his fist and blasted out, and the two fist shadows collided in the air, and the waves formed reverberate.

This middle-aged man has a serious expression, his hands are empty, only his head is full of white hair, but his fist is full of fire, as if he has just entered here, but his eyes are all black, and he has long lacked the breath of most people.

Rotten Bamboo's Yin Void Sword Technique has been like the wind, as he stepped forward, several dried corpses gathered together directly, and the dry wild ghost fled, but his breath did not dissipate, if he left, these dried corpses under his control were afraid that they would lose some of their combat power.

Rotten bamboo did not take out all its strength, and even took out a small part of the magic weapon hidden in his body, which may have a lot of loss of good spirit stones, but it is harmless.

The general did not make a move in the rear, how could he be so weak with his strength and momentum? This is also the doubt of the dry cicada Taoist sitting in the formation, he had previously come into contact with a strong person like him who could impact the mortal realm, and now he has degenerated into the sacrifice of his soul body, and is willing to let the ghosts in the mountains enter the **.

There must be a lot of mystery in this.

However, with Li Shuishan's weak body, it was not enough to explore the bigger secret, and the idea of the Gancia Daoist was only to take the secret treasure from here, enter the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels, and go to the tenth layer, and see the ancient corpse, as well as the immortal legends that lingered in his heart.

The legend of the man who founded the mountain would have been explored by any monk who had heard of it

After all, no one has walked out of the tenth floor in hundreds of years, let alone told anyone verbally, why?

The human general was holding the black spear and watching quietly, which caused the dry wild ghost who was hiding to be a little dissatisfied, and after escaping, he said loudly: "Human general, as the only human general under the Ghost Saint, you were ordered by the Ghost Saint in the mountains this time, why didn't you take his soul body? Why don't you suppress his body, do you want the master to be in the mortal realm?"

The dry wild ghost was stared at by his white eyes, and then stepped back, trembling, "You, you, you didn't even lose your soul intent?!"

The man's expression twisted and said, "Wild ghost, you can get out of the way." I have been honest all my life, even if I work hard for the ghost saint, I have my own choice, which is allowed by the ghost saint. I only have this one chance, and I think it's better to bet on you. ”

When he said later, he didn't mean a dry cicada person, but Li Shuishan.

In fact, he has been walking in the cultivation world for hundreds of years, and he must have a lot of Xuanmen secret methods in his hands, and he must have some understanding of his future plans, but he has been waiting for an opportunity, and this opportunity is the young man in front of him.

"I don't know if I chose the right one, I only have this one chance, if it dies, everyone dies together, if it is born, everyone lives together. ”

He smiled miserably, as he crushed the black spear in his hand, a clear rune flashed above his head, he let out a painful wail, he clenched his fists and looked at the dry wild ghost behind him, and said hoarsely: "You have been talking nonsense to me for so many years, and today you will be killed." ”

The body of the dry wild ghost trembled, and he hurriedly retreated: "Human general, you are the first general of the ghost saint, you have to think clearly about the consequences of killing me." I had a place before you came, and even if the ghost saint ignored me, I would still be a ghost mother in the mountain. Kill me, you will be cursed by the ghost mountain, and those who are connected with you will suffer for all generations, and your children will die, and if you kill me, your children will die, and you can imagine seeing your wife, who has fallen into a wandering spirit. ”

When it said this, the man twitched his muscles like a dragon, and he cried out, "You will die, you will die!"

The person rubbed the scale armor on his body into the air and made a sharp sound, after he clenched his fist, some black gas was churning around, and the white-haired middle-aged man frowned, and hurriedly walked halfway, as if he felt that there was something wrong with his shot, he whispered to Li Shuishan in the distance: "This person, isn't he a conservative person?

He thought for a while, hugged his fists and apologized: "I'm sorry, I saw the wrong person, I shouldn't have made a move, but Daoyou can fight me with his mood."

Punch is very extraordinary. You need to be careful when walking in this mountain. ”

Li Shuishan smiled and said, "It's easy to say." ”

The Yin Void Sword Technique in Rotten Bamboo's hand reached a certain stage, allowing the surrounding black qi to collapse directly, and the white light swirled from the sword shadow, although it was only a few breaths, making the Dry Cicada Daoist sitting in the formation exclaim, and Li Shuishan and the white-haired middle-aged man squinted at the same time.

The white-haired middle-aged man thought it was quite interesting and said, "This sword technique has some flavor, I forget who has performed it." ”

After the subsequent slash, the rotten bamboo pushed all the black qi away, and then swirled, violently spitting out a mouthful of reverse blood, and all the dried corpses were reduced to nothing.

In the distance, the people will look at the dry wild ghost, and there is a trace of hatred in his deep gaze, and his black and white eyes turn rapidly, like the starry sky of the night, and gradually stop.

The black spear of dissatisfaction appeared in his hand again, and all the cultivation was dispersed, and the aura formed made the white-haired middle-aged man condense, "The Great Perfection of Taoism is only a glimmer of chance." ”

The dry wild ghost roared as he fled: "General, do you know what you are doing? The Ghost Saint asked me to help me stop the comer, but you want to kill me? Now that you have regained your self-consciousness, do you even dare to kill the Ghost Saint?"

"Your wife is still in my hands, and if you kill me, she will die with me. ”

"If I die, all the ghosts in the Ghost Mountain will know that this is you, it's you, the human general, the only general of the human race in the mountain. ”

It smiled sinisterly.

The spear in his hand glowed in his hand, and as he put his finger on the spear, he said, "One is yang." ”

He threw out the black spear in his hand, turned into a blazing light, and went straight to the dry wild ghost, it roared and shrunk into a ball, and its mouth let out a miserable cry, and many wild ghosts flew from the depths, and they desperately crowded in front of the dry wild ghost, and even transported all the black qi into the front of the ghost.

But they were still pierced by the black spears that came, and one after another burned, and they were wiped out.

Until the tip of the black spear fell into the outstretched palm of the dry wild ghost, it gritted its teeth and cursed, "You will not die well, general." ”

It watched as the black spear turned to ashes, and turned its head straight into the distance, where there seemed to be a black mountain, which was blocked by a crowded group of ghosts, who opened their eyes at the moment when the dry wild ghosts cried for help, and pounced desperately.

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The ghost in the mountains is a small twist that may take many chapters. Stay tuned.