In the midst of a huge canyon crevasse.

Chang Wu's figure fights with the headless female ghost.

In the face of such sneaky monsters, when the original realm fell to the upper hand, the advantages of sword cultivation were completely reflected.

Chang Wu kept driving the flying sword in the distance, sword after sword, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal, and he even temporarily fought with the psychic female ghost.

Liu Meng's whole body aura was flowing wildly, and he was entangled with the countless ghost fires in the rear, trying his best to protect the surroundings of the carriage.

It's just that with the passage of time, the female ghost who occupies the right time and place gradually gains the upper hand, and the sound of yin laughter keeps echoing around, without the slightest hurry, and she has made up her mind to slowly grind the other side.

As long as they can't leave a gorge, with the mist, they will never be able to escape from the palm of her hand.

After a brief stalemate, the female ghost found an opportunity, and her right foot suddenly bent into a strange arc and kicked straight at Chang Wu's chest, who spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back several meters.

The female ghost did not pursue, but just stayed quietly in place, and the blood on her neck like a spring water had flowed all over her body, like a headless bloody corpse.

Xiao Kui, who was secretly watching the battle in the gap of the carriage, frowned, and the "eldest lady" behind her, whose real identity was a maidservant, was so frightened that she huddled tightly in the corner, her face was bloodless, and she said in a trembling voice: "Miss?"

"Shut up!"

Aoi scolded softly, but her hands clenched tightly on the handlebars also revealed that her heart was not as calm as it appeared to be.

Liu Meng stood around the carriage and saw this scene with his eyes flickering.

After a quick turn of mind, he made up his mind that if the old guy couldn't resist, he would just leave everyone behind and flee here quickly, and if he was lucky, he might be able to pick up a life.

Compared with his own net worth and life, a spirit enhancement pill is more important than his own life, and he naturally knows how to choose.

The headless female ghost is becoming more and more demonic.

Chang Wu suppressed the injuries in his body and knelt on the ground, he naturally knew the truth that he could not fight for a long time, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind, and the spiritual power of his whole body skyrocketed.

It's just that at this moment, a roar like thunder suddenly came from in the distance, and a surging demonic aura instantly permeated the entire wide mountain road.

"Get out of here!"

The voice is majestic, like thunder.

The figure of the originally invincible headless female ghost suddenly froze, and then without the slightest hesitation, she turned around and floated towards the depths of the mountain forest, as did the ghost fires in the sky with human faces.

The birds and beasts scattered, and fled in all directions.

Chang Wu felt this demonic aura, and his heart was even more shocked, and he jumped into the carriage in horror and roared, "Go!"

Liu Meng followed closely behind and drove the second carriage forward frantically.

.....

The gray-clothed boy roared on a remote hill on the right, and then saw the two vans disappearing, and wondered: "Boss, don't you go up and walk together?"

Lu Shen said calmly: "If you want to go from Xiaohua State to Dongshengzhou, the ferry port of Youlong Town is the only way to go, and you will go to them again when you get there." ”

Lu Shen naturally had a plan.

If not only is he safe and sound in this gorge, but there is also a child of unknown origin suddenly beside him, it will inevitably make Chang Wu feel vigilant and even vigilant.

And he also planned to refine the flying sword he had just obtained during this journey, an ancient sword with the aura of Saint Realm sword cultivation was not as easy as an ordinary ancient sword.

Of course, these are only secondary.

"Rich. ”

Lu Shen suddenly spoke.

The gray-clothed boy looked at Lu Shen a little nervously, and whispered: "What's wrong, boss, say it in advance, according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, brothers can help each other, and if there is a difficulty, I will give you a small half at most.....

Lu Shen looked at him.

The gray-clothed boy had a bitter face and said aggrievedly: "I will give you a small half?

Lu Shen asked, "Have you ever killed someone?"

The gray-clothed boy was stunned and shook his head.

Like usual, most of the unlucky guys who died in the first gorge were scared to death by the resentful ghosts and ghosts in the first gorge, and it really didn't make a few moves.

Lu Shen nodded and said, "Now is the time for you to help me." ”

The gray-clothed boy asked curiously: "Kill whom?"

Lu Shen squinted his eyes and looked into the distance and said, "A guy who took the initiative to find death." ”

"How strong?" asked the boy in gray.

Lu Shen's face did not change and said: "Sword cultivation at the top of the Upper Realm and even the peak." ”

"Ahem..."

The gray-clothed boy looked at Lu Shen and said seriously: "I don't think it's good to fight and kill, boss, we should value peace." ”

"Forget it. ”

Lu Shen said flatly: "He has a lot of treasures on his body, and he should also have a ring." ”

"Kill!"

A loud shout suddenly sounded from the top of the mountain!

The gray-clothed boy patted his chest and said with a serious face: "If you dare to get along with my boss, you can't get along with me Yang Fugui!

The gray-clothed boy suddenly turned his head and asked, "Boss, do you give me those treasures?"

Lu Shen glanced at him and said to himself, "Yang Fugui, is the name you chose a little too earthy?"

The gray-clothed boy scratched his head and said, "Otherwise?"

Lu Shen thought about it, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Lu Shoucai?" or Yang Shoucai is also good. ”

There was silence.

The gray-clothed boy hesitated for a long time and said, "Boss, I think the two of us are really only half a catty." ”

....

In the barren gorge, with the shouting of the gray-clothed child, countless spirits and ghosts gathered here.

The gray-clothed boy is like an emperor, standing on the top of the mountain with his hands on his chest, inspecting the ghosts, full of momentum.

"Listen! Wait a while, we will have an unprecedented mortal enemy coming to the Gorge,"

"So we need to gather everyone now. . . The power of the ghost went to slaughter the old fellow, stripped him of his clothes, robbed him of his treasure... Ahem"

"If this time goes well, I'm going to go out on a walk with the boss I just knew, so this is my first and last time fighting alongside you. ”

At this point, for some reason, a crying and whimpering suddenly sounded in the sky.

Lu Shen sat on the ground on a hill next to him, a little surprised, he didn't expect this guy to be quite popular here.

"This little ancestor is finally leaving, it's really an eye-opener. ”

"Yixia Ridge is finally going to be peaceful, and we have to try our best to let him go because of this. ”

"Yes, yes, all of them, slaughter that guy. ”

Lu Shen's ears were amazing, and when he heard these words whispered in the crowd, his face was strange.

He slowly retracted his expression, held the short sword that had just arrived in his left hand, and lightly brushed the sword between his right fingers.

A drop of blood quietly melted into the sword.

In a flash.

The short sword began to tremble violently, and a fierce sword aura that could shatter everything instantly collapsed, as if it was about to shatter the void in the next moment.

Lu Shen's expression remained unchanged, allowing the sword qi to surge out, and his hands were in the shape of a void holding a sword, stopping at both ends of the short sword.

"Sleepy!" Lu Shen spat out a word.

Next, the sword swayed wildly within the square inch distance of Lu Shen's hands, like a golden carp trapped in a pond, unable to jump out no matter what.

The gray-clothed boy suddenly stopped his talking, jumped halfway up the mountain with a jump, and flew to Lu Shen's side.

It felt the terrifying sword aura, subconsciously took a few steps back, and swallowed its saliva.

"The boss's realm is pitiful, I didn't expect to be able to resist such a terrifying sword qi, it's really not an ordinary person. ”

Before he could speak, the next moment he saw an even more terrifying scene.

Lu Shen suddenly opened his mouth, took a deep breath, and directly swallowed the majestic snow-white short sword!

The gray-clad boy's mouth became round.

Lu Shen endured the pain of the flying sword turning over the river and the sea in his whole body, and exhaled softly.

According to the sword cultivation technique handed down from ancient times, the next step is to warm the whole body with qi and blood, and reach the point where the sword moves with the mind.

After all, the flying sword made of the four glazed flowers and trees is not lethal enough, and if this one is added, the so-called ancient flying sword technique can be used.

Half an hour later, Lu Shen opened his eyes and saw the little guy who was hesitating in the distance, wanting to speak and stopping.

"If you have something to say, you ask. Lu Shen said.

The gray-clothed boy hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Boss, what was it that you read in your mouth for the first time?"

When the gray-clothed boy saw Lu Shen's strange technique of swallowing the sword, he suddenly remembered the first time they met, and the other party gently recited an extremely strange word in his mouth, and then it was as if a thousand heavy hammers smashed on his sea of qi, and the waves rolled, making him feel painful.

But what made him feel strange was that this method didn't look like the Dao Law of the world, but more like some kind of imprint in the depths of his soul that had been triggered.

Lu Shen squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something, and said after half a sound: "Three thousand years ago, the spiritual power of the world reached an unprecedented peak, so the heroes rose together, and countless demons were born, mainly Jiaolong, making waves and causing disasters to the world. ”

The gray-clothed boy straightened his ears and looked bright.

Lu Shen paused, endured the shock of the qi in his body, and said slowly: "So there was once a person who broke into the East China Sea and slaughtered hundreds of land dragons, almost cutting off the bloodline of the dragons in the world, and finally made a life-and-death battle with the entire Jiaolong lineage and even the real dragon. ”

The gray-clothed boy's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect such a fierce guy in the world, and hurriedly asked, "Later?"

Lu Shen looked up at the sky, his voice was low, and he whispered: "Later, the demon clan lost, so the rules were set, the demon clan cannot walk in the world with its true body, and the blood of the ancestor of the dragon was left with a mark, and a Confucian saint was specially invited to make the seal of heaven and earth with words, if they disobeyed the rules, the human race who knew this word would make them disappear." ”

There are three thousand avenues, and the words in the world are naturally the same.

The gray-clothed boy was full of excitement and said, "So what you read is..."

Lu Shen's face was a little pale for some reason, his hands were slowly clenched, and he nodded: "That's right." ”

The gray-clothed boy sighed, put his hands on the back of his head, raised his head and sighed: "That guy is really fierce, one person beats the entire dragon clan, this kind of monster doesn't talk about reading, will you die if you look at me..."

The gray-clothed boy inadvertently glanced at Lu Shen again as he spoke, looked at his steep mountain-like back, and slowly froze, and an idea like a wild night conversation appeared in his mind.

The gray-clothed boy suddenly slapped himself, rolled his eyes, and shook his head.

The next moment.

Its eyes suddenly froze, looking into the distance.

Lu Shen also opened his eyes.

The entrance to a ridge.

The figure of a middle-aged man wearing a hat and shrouded in dark gray clothes slowly emerged