In addition to the strange sacrificial sound in the mountains and forests, only a sword blooming with purple light can bring people a sense of stability, the sword body turns, in the void hooked a lake formed by the sword qi, a circle with purple light ripples continue to disperse, where the purple light passes, the void is illuminated, the purple light disappears, and it falls into darkness again.

In the staggered light and darkness, Ning Shu sensed the next round of attacks.

When the purple light flickered, a slight fluctuation appeared on the ripples in the void, and then disappeared, and the fifty strings were like a swimming fish in the ripples, swimming flexibly, each scale was a sharp blade, cutting the hidden things in the void.

The gap in the realm was temporarily leveled under the mysterious effect of the fifty strings, Ning Shu has raised the realm to the point of half-step hope in the daily cultivation of more than two months after entering the Taifu, but he still has not found the opportunity to break through, although there is a half-step word, but if the confrontation continues for a long time, he still can't be the opponent of the real lifespan, and he doesn't know if the tomb ghost will have a means to hide, at least the illusion that made him unaware along the way, it really made him palpitate.

Ning Shu's eyes opened occasionally, and then closed, and the purple in his eyes was particularly conspicuous in the forest, and the purple sword light of the fifty-string sword body was intertwined, and he seemed to grow on a tree branch, not moving at all.

Suddenly, Fifty Strings returned quickly, the sleeve on Ning Shu's left shoulder was torn open, and three blood marks appeared on his bare shoulder, and through the feeling of the sword body, he confirmed that the sword just now was missing.

There was a soft sigh in the void, with confusion and shock.

The tomb ghost belongs to a special category of the demon race, not a creature to achieve Taoism, but a demon spirit possessed on the corpse in the tomb, borrowing the original essence of the corpse to assist his own body, the corpse occupied by the tomb ghost does not know which era of the cultivator, although the cultivation is scattered, but still left a mysterious tombstone such a strange magic weapon that can make a sacrificial sound.

The demon clan who has seen the tomb ghost shoot knows that in addition to the spell originally carried by the corpse attached to this tomb ghost, its own strength is also quite good, especially the pair of sharp claws, with the ability to grasp gold and break stones, with the assistance of the cultivation of the Wangsheng realm, it has a miraculous effect on breaking the defense, and it can tear apart the opponent's body in the same realm, but it is such a pair of claws, facing Ning Shu, who is lower than him, after avoiding the induction of the fifty strings in the air, he finally sneaked to his side, originally thought that he could directly tear him apart, but he didn't expect to leave three red marks on his shoulder。

What's more, the scene of the skin and flesh cracking did not appear, but when the tomb ghost touched Ning Shu's shoulder, it was like touching some hard diamond, giving birth to a sharp pain, so that his claws were trembling slightly.

Inner Nail Surgery?

The tomb ghost was surprised, hidden in the void, looking at the young man sitting cross-legged on the tree, it was clear that it seemed that the matter of killing people and grabbing treasures was easy, but he didn't expect it to become so tricky.

It used illusion and was recognized by Ning Shu, and with the strange sacrificial sound of the tombstone, it was blocked by Ning Shu with a sword, and it was detected by the sword pattern with the method of concealment, and even the melee attack was in vain.

The grave ghost hesitated slightly, and took out three black spikes from its tattered robe, which it had used to nail the coffin when it found the corpse.

This corpse must have been an immortal powerhouse before his death, and with the strength of the tomb ghost himself, he actually couldn't enter this corpse, all because this long nail absorbed all the evil qi of the corpse, and in the endless years, the evil qi on the corpse did not exist, and it could be able to master the action ability of this corpse, and it took a lot of time to be able to control it, and the Demon Heart Sutra was exactly what he was seeking to break through, as long as the Demon Clan's Supreme Heart Sutra was complementary, it could completely refine this corpse and achieve a big breakthrough.

Someone told it the news that Ning Shu was pregnant with the Supreme Heart Sutra of the Demon Clan, so it did not hesitate to use a clever spell to wrap Ning Shu in this deep mountain at the cost of being discovered by the Divine Dynasty, but it didn't expect that the process of seizing it was so unsmooth, and at the same time, it also became more and more convinced that Ning Shu really had a secret hidden on his body, and there was more than one.

The tomb ghost swept the black nails in his hand, these three nails are a forbidden weapon, they can only be used once, after use, the evil qi inside will be consumed, and it will be even more difficult to find the body of such a peerless master after his death in the future.

It looked at Ning Shu sitting cross-legged on the branch not far away, and already had a plan in his heart, if he could get the Supreme Heart Sutra of the Demon Clan, what would it be to lose one or two forbidden weapons, and he would cultivate himself to perfection in the future, and then refine a few more pieces to make up for it.

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Ning Shu opened his eyes and no longer closed them, he looked at the tomb in the distance, and for some reason suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, as if he was being targeted by something extremely dangerous, which reminded him of the feeling of being watched by a poisonous snake in the tree in the Qingcheng Mountain outside Ping'an City when he was a child.

It's dangerous.

Dangerous enough to potentially life-threatening.

This was the first time Ning Shu had felt like this since he went out of the city and fell into a killing situation, which had to make him open his eyes to see all the movements around him, if he didn't find out the source of this palpitation, he would most likely die tonight.

Because he had already died once, he was no longer afraid of facing such a thing for the second time, but with an inexplicable resistance, Ning Shu understood that he could not die, and he carried not only his own life, but also those who died for him.

At this time, because of resistance, he wanted to overthrow, and such a strong thought made Ning Shu raise his spirit to a new height.

The wind in the mountains and forests is rumbling, except for the unlucky animal that suddenly appeared before and was killed by mistake, no living creatures have come here, most of the animals have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid harm, at this time this piece of mountains and forests has turned into a forbidden place, as for the sacrificial sound, it has long been integrated into this piece of heaven and earth, so that Ning Shu is used to it.

Ning Shu couldn't leave the branch because he wanted to send Fifty Strings to lock the location of the tomb ghost, and Fifty Strings had to fight against the soul-destroying sacrificial sound coming from the tombstone, and he couldn't use all the mysteries.

And the tomb ghost stood in the dark, unable to approach Ning Shu on the branch, so he was observing, looking for a flaw, and then threw out the spike in his hand.

At this moment, a purple butterfly appeared in the grave ghost's eyes, and it didn't even notice when this butterfly appeared in the field, and the butterfly appeared like that, fluttering lightly, moving with the night wind.

It is amazing that such a place, which is regarded as a forbidden place by the creatures of the mountains and forests, actually broke into a butterfly, which seemed to be unaffected by the sacrificial sound, flying like a piece of paper, circling among the branches, and every time it narrowly avoided the ripples released by the fifty strings in the air.

Slowly, the purple butterfly flew lower and lower, it would not fall, it would not stop, but intentionally or unintentionally, even the tomb ghost himself did not notice that the butterfly was getting closer and closer to him.

The butterfly landed on a wildflower in front of the tomb ghost, and a pair of butterfly wings were closed, and the tentacles touched the stamens, as if isolated from this world.

"Not good!"

The tomb ghost watched the purple butterfly slowly fly in front of him from the air, and then landed, and when he withdrew his gaze from the butterfly, Ning Shu's sword had arrived.

Feeling the oncoming killing intent, looking at the young man who stood up on the branch and was looking at him, the tomb ghost showed a hint of ridicule, and there was some pity in it.

"Boom ......"

Under the light of the sword, the tomb ghost summoned back the tombstone inserted on the ground not far away, blocked it in front of him, and then used the tombstone as a ruler to slap the fifty strings that struck in front of him, and the sword flew out upside down, Ning Shu's mind and the sword were one, and the tombstone slapped on the fifty strings as if it was slapped on his heart, and there was a tingling pain in his brain, and the purple light in front of him suddenly dispersed a lot.

The tomb ghost saw it clearly, his heart was overjoyed, and the ridicule on his face was even worse, and he shook his wrist and shot the black spike in his hand towards Ning Shu on the tree, and the black light flashed, instantly tearing the night, and everywhere he passed, all the vegetation was dyed with a layer of dead gray, from turquoise to withered and then turned into black powder.

With a muffled grunt, the boy fell from the tree.

Just like the calm lake water being forcibly split, Ning Shu only felt that it was dark in front of him, and an extremely violent evil qi spread from his chest to his whole body, and as he fell from the tree, the fifty strings in mid-air were also inserted into the soil, and the ripples in the circle disappeared.

The tomb ghost revealed his true body from the void, breathed a long sigh of relief, and walked step by step to the place where Ning Shu fell.

Looking at the young man who was lying on the grass and trees with a grayish white face, his chest soaked with blood, and his eyes closed and his dead face was revealed, the greedy light in the eyes of the tomb ghost was sheng, and he sneered and said: "Although you have a secret method, you will not escape death today." ”

In its heart, this young man is already a dead man, and the long nail of the coffin full of evil qi in his heart is difficult not to die, unless he is a great supernatural power, otherwise the gods will not be able to save him when they come, it grabbed Ning Shu's head with the only remaining dry hand and lifted Ning Shu up, condensed his own legal will into a line, and prepared to pierce Ning Shu's eyebrows into the perception of the world.

If it is broken this time, it is like opening the door of the treasure, not only does Ning Shu perceive that all the cultivation spells in the heaven and earth are his, but Ning Shu will also become an idiot in the future, because the perception behind the eyebrows is the root of all the cultivation of every monk.

"Huh?"

The gray Fayi didn't break into the body at the first time after touching Ning Shu's eyebrows, and the tomb ghost remembered that his claws had left only blood marks on his shoulders before, and couldn't help but be surprised, and prepared to pull out the second long nail from the cuff and nail it into Ning Shu's eyebrows.

At this moment, it saw the ashen young man in his hand open his eyes, and the purple light in his eyes was bright, and at the same time, a hoarse whisper came from his ears.

"Slash!"