The thief who even lost his head laughed like this, and after a while, countless black smoke was raised, turning into a hideous ghost in front of Zhuge Chen.

The demon stared at the two round eyes, one big and one small, and said with a sneer: "Yes, then try this again!"

As he spoke, the black smoke condensed into a line in Zhuge Chen's eyes, and a piercing explosion was drawn in the air towards Zhuge Chen. The black line seems simple, but every time it is pushed forward, its power increases by an inch, and it gradually reaches a terrifying level.

Zhuge Chen didn't dare to despise it, clenched the rubber pillar sword in his hand, and made no reservations as soon as he made a move.

Kunlun Sword!

The two peaks of Kunlun and Mount Tai emerged, winding around Zhuge Chen's side in a posture that had never appeared before. The two peaks towered into the clouds, and the faint smoke was entwined with them, looking like the seclusion of immortals.

The Black Smoke Demon snorted lightly, nodded and said, "It's a bit of a real skill, and I can make those two peaks emerge with just my sword qi." If it really makes you grow, maybe it's really a scourge. ”

The evil ghost said, flashed to the side of the black line, and pounced on Zhuge Chen with his teeth and claws, and said: "But in the face of absolute strength, those two Xuanqi peaks are not enough to see, so you still have to die." ”

In the face of the first line, Zhuge Chen did not back down half a point, still stood in place, faced the sky with his sword, and slashed out the Kunlun sword.

In a short time, the Kunlun sword and the black line collided fiercely, and one person and one ghost also fought each other.

The rubber pillar sword deserves to be ranked in the top of the list of 100 weapons, and under such a huge disparity in strength, it is still dead in front of Zhuge Chen, even the bamboo basket pseudo-realm has failed to leave scratches on it.

Hula!

The black line not far away and the Kunlun Sword finally separated the winner, but unexpectedly, the two sides were evenly divided, collapsing at the same time in the sky, and releasing a bright light that pierced the sky, forcibly separating the person and ghost who breathed and smelled each other.

The next moment, the two of them made a judgment for their cultivation. Zhuge Chen, who was in the realm of the Heavenly Barrier Grandmaster, flew extremely far before he stabilized his body. On the other hand, the evil ghost of the pseudo-bamboo basket only took a few steps back.

Zhuge Chen wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and finally stopped his indifferent expression, and scolded: "Damn, it's good if the realm is high, if Lao Tzu is a pseudo bamboo basket, no, as long as it is the destiny of heaven, he can suppress this damn evil ghost and beat it." ”

Speaking of this, he thought of the picture left to him by the Lord Chenghuang that would allow him to reach the destiny of heaven. With a slight move, he hurriedly pressed himself down, he wanted to see how big the gap between himself and the pseudo-bamboo basket was now.

The evil ghost in the distance stood with his hands in his hands, and there was an indescribable fairy wind bone. It squinted its eyes at Zhuge Chen, and said contemptuously: "With this ability, then you can die." ”

"It's so irritating that it's so much nonsense. Zhuge Chen roared, grabbed the sword and swept away, dodging the black smoke in the sky and coming to the evil ghost.

But the evil ghost has been waiting there for a long time, and he has already opened his palm and pressed it down, directly covering Zhuge Chen's chest, at this moment of life and death, he put the rubber pillar sword on his chest and slapped it hard, and handed out a sword in the next moment, stabbing it on the evil ghost's waist.

Zhuge Chen, who had no way to dodge, was slapped directly from the sky to the ground by this palm, smashing out a deep pit. But at this time, he didn't have the slightest timidity, but laughed loudly and slowly spit out a word: "Explosion!"

The demon standing in the air wanted to make a mockery, but the tremor from his waist made it unable to care about anything else. Immediately afterward, it also flipped and smashed to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of black blood.

It turned out that the sword handed out at that time had been wrapped around the Kunlun sword, and everything was Zhuge Chen's calculation, just to put it into the demon's body and cause the greatest damage. For this reason, he did not hesitate to accept the slap of the evil spirit, in exchange for the value that seemed to him to be a good deal.

The demon spat out the black blood from his mouth, apparently enraged. He slowly stood up and roared at Zhuge Chen: "You have succeeded in provoking me, now let's start!"

Zhuge Chen thrust his sword into the ground and said, "It really should start." ”

......

South of the city, City God Temple.

In the backyard of the willow branches, Liu Muxue, who was dressed in green clothes, was confronting two ghost cultivators in green skin and purple clothes. If it weren't for the mutual fear, the two sides would have been fighting together a long time ago.

Different from the neat and neat battlefield in the north of the city, this side seems to be a lot of mud and water, if Zhuge Chen was here, he would have raised his sword and killed him directly regardless of 3721.

Qingpi looked like a hanger, and said to Ziyi: "You are a woman, go talk to her, we can not fight if we can." It's not worth wasting effort on this. ”

The purple clothes with narrow phoenix eyes are indeed charming and natural, she shook her head, and said with a clever smile: "She is not the same person as the slave family, I'm afraid she doesn't see me as a woman, at best she is a tool." Am I right, sister?"

Liu Muxue glanced at Ziyi with disdain, and did not hide her dislike at all.

Qingpi smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, it seems that this fight must be fought." After speaking, he took the purple clothes and moved to Liu Muxue's side.

Like the evil ghosts, the weapons of the two ghost cultivators were also their own hands, and they pointed their fingers into claws, and their fingertips were wrapped with a faint black qi, reaching towards Liu Muxue.

On the other hand, Liu Muxue actually used a silver needle between the index finger and middle finger of both hands, and the reason why she used it as a weapon was also a last resort. From the time she got the cultivation of the City God Lord to today, in fact, it has only been a few days of work, and it is naturally impossible for a weapon that should have been trained since she was a child to become famous in her hands.

That's why she decided to find another way to use the silver needle, after all, this silver needle has been with her for many years when she was studying medicine.

The two ghost cultivators were stunned for a moment when they saw the silver needles on Liu Muxue's fingertips, but they didn't dare to despise it, but spread out and attacked left and right.

Seeing this, Liu Muxue didn't care about the green skin on the left, but aimed at Ziyi and killed it.

Ziyi was a little surprised, but still sneered and said, "It's a smart decision, but if you think I'm a soft persimmon, you're very wrong." ”

As he spoke, Ziyi's hands were sealed, and a few ghosts were summoned a few steps in front of him, not only blocking the attack, but also waiting for Qingpi to come behind Liu Muxue.

Qingpi also summoned a few ghost shadows, and together with the purple-clothed ones, Liu Muxue was surrounded. Qingpi, who thought he had a chance to win, shook his head at Liu Muxue and said, "It's not easy for you to do this as a woman, give up, otherwise the next blow may be fatal." ”

"Deadly?" Liu Muxue, who was attacked on her back and abdomen, did not panic in the slightest, she reached out and slapped on the ground, grabbed an earth dragon, and then jumped to the head of the dragon, looked down at the two ghost cultivators with a high spirit, and said: "Then I have to learn and understand, do you have this ability!"

Qingpi Ziyi glanced at each other, they all saw the surprise in the other party's eyes, stabilized their minds slightly, and Qingpi asked: "This is impossible, how can you use the means of getting out of the city god, isn't he already broken and dead?"

After hearing this, Liu Muxue glared at her beautiful eyes, gritted her teeth and said: "Sure enough, it is the two of you who are doing it, and today I will definitely take the lives of the two of you to pay tribute to the spirit of the city god lord in the sky." After saying that, she came with the earth dragon roaring, and directly dispersed the ghost shadows summoned by the two ghost cultivators.

Qingpi said hello a few times, and finally couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, and roared: "It is worthy of being a city god, and he really has some skills." Even if you are tricked and take care of yourself, you can think of such a good way to break the game. But these are not enough, a woman can't stop the two of us, and anyone who dares to spoil my good deeds will have to die!"

As soon as the words fell, Qingpi and Ziyi interlocked their fingers, and they were silently chanting something in their mouths. The next moment, a mottled light and shadow rose into the sky, enveloping the earth dragon, if it wasn't for Liu Muxue's fast enough, she would have been hit.

In the light and shadow, several hidden runes shrouded the earth dragon's body, and with the earth dragon's wail, it completely collapsed, turning into a cloud of brown smoke and dust drifting away with the wind.

Seeing this, Liu Muxue gritted her silver teeth, her heart was horizontal, and she pricked the silver needle in her hand into her eyebrows. After a few breaths, when she raised her head again, her temperament had changed greatly, and her breath all over her body had soared, even comparable to that of an immortal.

Qingpi looked at Liu Muxue, who seemed to have changed into a person, and secretly scolded that she was really a crazy woman who didn't want to die, and then clasped her hands in purple clothes again and chanted a word, directly calling out a ghost that was exactly the same as the pseudo-bamboo basket ghost.

The two ghost cultivators who used this trick to press the hole cards of the box were not only pale but also bleeding, like evil ghosts crawling back from hell.

Liu Muxue looked at the ghost shadow and narrowed her eyes that now looked extremely cold, and waved her hand to dozens of silver needles that shone with cold light. The huge ghost shadow has no way to dodge, so it can only resist hard, but the silver needle looks terrifying, but it doesn't hurt much when it really falls on the rough skin and thick ghost shadow.

On the contrary, Liu Muxue, who was slapped by the ghost, was a little unbearable, and forced a mouthful of blood to his throat to stabilize the breath in his body.

Fortunately, at this time, the green skin and purple clothes were exhausted, and they couldn't fall into the well for Liu Muxue. If they could continue to interlock their fingers and release the mottled light and shadow of the earth dragon that they had strangled before, I am afraid that the battle would already be over.

From the moment she saw the ghost, Liu Muxue had been thinking about how to cause damage to this behemoth, but in the end, all she could think of was still ineffective after trying. If it goes on like this, the two ghost cultivators lying on the ground will recover sooner or later, and then she will have no chance to turn the tables.

Liu Muxue was ruthless and lifted all the silver needles that fell to the ground.

She looked at the silver needles floating in the sky with her, and said softly that it was not enough. The next moment, her gaze fell on the city, or rather on every silver needle in the city, and she actually wanted to manipulate the silver needles all over the city by herself, because I was afraid that only in this way could the ghost be erased.

She tried the near-impossible, and sure enough, she couldn't. The ability to raise the silver needles in the city, not to mention her, even a real good luck immortal will be powerless.

can be different from those lucky immortals who can't do anything, Liu Muxue, a pseudo-lucky person, even doesn't hesitate to fight with his life!

The second time, Liu Muxue did not hesitate to spurt out a mouthful of essence blood, and once again divided her mind on each silver needle. But just when he was about to succeed, the ghost had already come to kill him.

There are only two choices in front of Liu Muxue, one of which is to take a hard palm to hold up the silver needles in the city. But her current state is too bad, if she really gets this palm, she may even lose her life directly, let alone kill ghosts. The other is to give up the silver needle that can be raised by only one line, and buy time for himself to dodge.

She thought about it, but she didn't want to give up the victory in her hand, so she decided to exchange her life for her life and kill the ghost first. As for the two ghost cultivators, they could only hope that Zhuge Chen would be able to kill the pseudo-bamboo basket demons and then rush back to kill them.

When the ghost shadow's palm was about to be imprinted on Liu Muxue's chest, she took one last look at Chengbei and smiled sadly, but it was indeed peerless: "I thought I could wander the world with you, but now it seems that there is no hope." ”

"Silly girl, why are you still thinking about that kid at this time. Hurry up and take the silver needle and kill this ghost. A mellow voice sounded in her ears, Liu Muxue raised her head suddenly, and saw the city god master who blocked this palm for her.

"City God...... Master. Liu Muxue hurriedly asked, "Aren't you already dead?"

The City God's face was calm, as if the City God Lord Liu Muxue said was not him: "This is the last mark I left in this world, I originally wanted to see if you and that Zhuge boy can have a good relationship, but now it seems that there is no chance!" After speaking, the remnant soul of the City God Lord was defeated by the ghost shadow and turned into a cloud of green smoke.

The curling green smoke rose and was dispersed by a gentle breeze. Only then did Liu Muxue feel that Master Chenghuang should have really left now.

Liu Muxue, who was angry enough to burn everything, roared, and directly sent the silver needles all over the city to come here, forming a giant phoenix that scattered this sparkling cold light and swooped towards the ghost shadow.

The overwhelming array of silver needles is spectacular, but the only thing that can commemorate this perfect scene is killing. Liu Muxue, who is almost crazy, has only one thought at the moment, to erase the ghost.

Crash!

The sound of ten thousand needles piercing through the ghost shadow sounded so pleasant to the woman in green clothes in the field, it was really the most beautiful sound in the world, she thought so, collapsed weakly on the ground, and used the last trace of qi to drag these silver needles back to the city.

Not far away, Qingpi staggered to his feet, held a long sword in his hand, and pierced the chest of the purple clothes beside him.

The poor ghost Xiu Ziyi didn't see the true face of the man she got along with day and night until the end, but she couldn't speak anymore, so she could only get up weakly and get up weakly, and completely lost her breath after a few steps. And the sword was stuck in her chest all the time, and she didn't even pull it out when the green skin passed by.

Qingpi walked up to Liu Muxue, laughed wantonly, and waited for the laughter to be exhausted before saying: "You must want to ask me why I killed her, right? In fact, it is not as complicated as you think, the reason is very simple, I don't believe that she doesn't want to kill me." For us ghost cultivators, no, what should be the most attractive thing for cultivators in the whole world? For this, even I can let it go, let alone her. If you want to blame, she can only blame herself, who told her not to do it first just now. ”

Liu Muxue spat on Qingpi's face and scolded: "Crazy!"

Qingpi touched the saliva on his face, stretched out his tongue and licked it, laughed strangely and said twice: "It's worthy of a beauty, even saliva has a crazy taste." You're right, I'm crazy, but if I don't go crazy, I won't survive, and I'm even more uneasy if I don't kill you!"

After he finished speaking, he poked Liu Muxue's heart and lungs with a palm.

Somewhere in the city, a fortune teller with a cart stopped for some reason and set his eyes on the south of the city.

He pinched his fingers with a solemn face, said no, and immediately threw down the cart and rushed out like an arrow from the string, just stopping this fatal palm.

The fortune-telling boy who claimed to be the Great Heavenly Monarch stretched out his hand and patted his chest, and said in an old-fashioned manner: "Fortunately, I have always counted everything, otherwise how could I have deceived that kid into going to a hundred schools of thought with me? ”

Qingpi saw the fortune teller scolding him for not knowing what to do, and killed him again, but the boy only raised one finger, leaving a bloody hole in his eyebrows.

The young man snorted, trotted over and kicked off the dead green skin's head and said to himself: "You dare to jump out and knock over my chessboard with such a rotten street character, and the main thing is that you almost succeeded, and it is really difficult to solve the hatred in my heart after dying thousands of times!"

"It seems that the next layout is really going to take a little more thought, as soon as I think of this, I, the dignified Heavenly Monarch, will be sad!" The young man said with a sad face, and waited for him to rub it for a long time before he came to Liu Muxue and said: "Beauty, you have to live well, otherwise I will lose a lot." ”

Before Liu Muxue could say words of thanks, the fortune teller disappeared without a trace. Only Liu Muxue was left alone to recall this incredible victory, and secretly prayed that Zhuge Chen could defeat the pseudo-bamboo basket demon.

......

After a burst of lightning and flint in hand-to-hand combat, the demon flew and pounced again.

Zhuge Chen didn't care about the soreness of his arm, and once again tensed his nerves and held his sword to meet him. In the past dozens of rounds, it was all demons who had the upper hand. It stands to reason that it could have been more simple and killed Zhuge Chen with all its might, but I don't know why, but it didn't do it for a long time.

It may be that the evil ghost has finally lost interest, or it may not have mastered the strength of this blow, in short, it has hammered Zhuge Chen into the ground.

Zhuge Chen coughed violently a few times, and it took a long time to finally climb out, and once again aimed the tip of his sword at the evil ghost, and pulled his hand open.

The evil ghost shook his head, said stubbornly, and slammed down with another punch, smashing Zhuge Chen, who had been standing on the ground for a long time, into it again.

It crouched beside the pit and mocked, "Now you know the gap between us, to be honest, if I want to kill you, you can't even resist." ”

Zhuge Chen, who was at the bottom of the deep pit, coughed up two mouthfuls of red blood, pulled up the smile on the corner of his mouth and said, "Really, then I have to learn well." ”

When the evil ghost heard this, he laughed angrily: "What do you use to learn, I don't plan to play with you, kill you and eat the creatures of the entire city, and I can resume my cultivation." When that time comes, not to mention other ordinary immortals, even if it is an army of cultivators, I will not pay attention to it!"

"Oh?" Zhuge Chen asked word by word: "Then you have to pass my level first, because Lao Tzu can be a thousand fucking horses!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhuge Chen jumped out of the pit, shook his wrist and said with satisfaction: "It's really a long-lost feeling, and it's still the feeling of destiny." That ugly and outrageous evil ghost, try it again now, you are ashamed of what my son beats!"