Purple Mountain.

The first mountain in Jiangnan City, Zijin, the so-called sunrise Zijin, sunset Qixia, in this mountain, there is an emperor buried through the ages.

When Zhu Yuanzhang died, although there was no burial to the outside world, in fact, how could there be a tomb of an emperor who was not martyred? Even some princes and nobles had more or less people buried in their cemeteries.

Feng Shui treasure cave, 10,000 people were buried.

Outside is a gathering of vitality, a treasure land of cultivation, but the bottom of the mountain is dead, the ghost is pervasive, inside the emperor's cave, it is even more vigorous, almost turned into substance, but the body in the emperor's coffin has long been exhausted, worthy of the emperor's breath, the body is under this kind of ghost, but it has not become a corpse demon.

Li Qing followed the ghost qi, all the way down, he would not escape to the ground, but his brute strength was not strong, he broke the ground directly, and the sound of clicking was loud, and in a blink of an eye, a cave of dozens of meters came out, and went directly to the emperor's tomb.

"Bastard! The Emperor's Tomb can't be ventilated!"

Han Ling then arrived, and when she saw that the big hole kept bubbling out with filthy gas, she was immediately shocked, and with a cry of surprise, she hurriedly cast a spell and transported a big stone to block the entrance of the cave.

"This bastard, I don't know how many artifacts will be destroyed. ”

Han Ling's eyebrows were raised, and she said to herself angrily.

The country has not yet developed such large tombs as imperial tombs in good condition, so many imperial tombs can only be buried in the ground for a long time, and those cultivators will not care about any cultural relics or cultural relics at all, for them, these things are useless.

But although Han Ling is a cultivator, she has received a formal education from the state since she was a child, and she has a very serious concept of the country, so she is naturally angry when she sees Li Qing destroying the emperor's mausoleum like this.

Huang Mumu knew what kind of character she was, so he didn't speak, just stood beside her and smiled.

Let's say that Li Qing went all the way down, drilled straight for more than 300 meters, and finally broke through the passage and came to the ghostly and filthy imperial tomb.

Zhu Yuanzhang has been simple all his life, but the emperor's tomb was repaired by his grandson and son, and he can't be allowed to speak.

After hundreds of years of gestation, dozens of ghosts have been formed in the imperial tomb, these are ownerless wandering spirits condensed by resentment, filth, and ghosts, not human souls.

If these ownerless wandering spirits come in, they will inevitably attack, but Li Qing is the body of the ghost king, and the first moment they see it, they scream and flee, but where can Li Qing let them leave? These are the most quintessential ghosts!

Suddenly opened its mouth, and the long whale sucked water, and several wandering spirits that couldn't dodge were sucked into their abdomen.

"Good!"

When the wandering soul entered his body, Li Qing only felt as if he had eaten a ghost qi pill, and the pure ghost qi nourished the ghost pill and grew stronger and stronger.

With a slight operation of the Da Luo Ghost Immortal Technique, these ghost qi were dissolved, and Li Qing continued to chase those wandering spirits.

In less than a quarter of an hour, in the huge imperial mausoleum, the wandering spirits that had been generated by death qi for hundreds of years were captured by Li Qing, swallowed them all, and turned into pure ghost qi.

The ghost energy provided by these spirits is not weaker than a bottle of ghost qi pill.

Li Qing licked his lips, and when he saw that there was no more wandering spirit, he shook his head with some regret, a bottle of Ghost Qi Pill, where is it enough, after all, he is too wide, he has eaten dozens of bottles of Ghost Qi Pill for six consecutive days, and this is only one bottle, and he is stuffed between his teeth.

Since there is no wandering spirit, Li Qing can only honestly operate the cultivation of the Great Luo Ghost Immortal Technique, in fact, he has another way to quickly improve his cultivation, that is, cannibalism.

Those four miscellaneous pieces, although they are miscellaneous pieces, but to tell the truth, a person's soul is comparable to a ghost qi pill!

One person is one, and the entire country of China has 1.4 billion!

A bottle of Ghost Qi Pill, fifteen pills.

I don't want to convert, Li Qing is afraid that he can't help it!

"Fuck, it's no wonder that those demons and monsters are trying to lure people to harm them by all means, even if it's the lowest ghost, if a mortal is not afraid, Guangyang Qi can kill it, but it still has to do its best to harm people. ”

The benefits are great.

With a long breath and not thinking about this, Li Qing sat cross-legged on the emperor's coffin and absorbed the dead qi.

Outside.

About half an hour later, a group of people flew in from afar.

There are nine people in this group, three of them are Zhang Hang, Sun Lei, and Zhao Xing, and the other six are five men and one woman.

The five men are all wearing Pisces Taoist robes, and the women are dressed in palace clothes, and the grade seems to be a little older than Han Ling, but the cultivators can't see the grade of the skin, they can only distinguish it from the temperament, and their appearance is also quite beautiful.

"Han Daoyou, that ghost king hid in the tomb of Emperor Hongwu?"

A group of people came to Han Ling's side, and Zhang Xuan asked softly.

"That's good!" Han Ling nodded, then looked at the other six people, and when she saw one of the old men, she hurriedly bowed down and said, "Uncle He." ”

That Uncle He has a childish face, and he can't see the grade, but he must be not young, slightly fat, slightly short, and nodded kindly: "Niece Han is hard." ”

Han Ling nodded slightly, and then said to the other five: "Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Wang, Senior Brother Zha, Senior Brother Ju, Senior Sister Lan." ”

The five of them nodded in unison, slightly bowing.

Although Zhang Hang was the head of the branch department of the special department of the state, he himself practiced in Longhu Mountain, and later became an elder, so these six people were also cultivators of Longhu Mountain.

And Han Ling is the outer elder of the Emei faction, and she practices the exercises of the Emei faction, but whether it is Longhu Mountain or Emei Mountain, the source is the same line of Daozu Laozi, and it is to call each other brothers and sisters, which is naturally unhindered.

Of course, even the Kongtong faction, and even Kunlun Mountain, have to call each other brothers according to their seniority when they meet, after all, although they are in the same vein as the beginning of the Yuan, Sanqing is a family.

"I was thinking about it quietly, and I came out to take a walk, but I didn't expect that there was a ghost king to make trouble, so I came with my nephew. ”

Uncle He carried it with one hand, stroked his beard with the other and said: "I heard that the ghost king came for revenge, and he did not kill mortals indiscriminately, but he is also a good ghost, if he sincerely converts, he will not let his soul fly away." ”

"Uncle He, let that ghost king be vicious and monstrous, and he will have to subdue the law!"

Zhao Xing nodded hurriedly, he hated Li Qing to death, his own spirit sword, but it took ten years to find materials, and then paid a lot of money to find a master on the mountain to build it, and it took another ten years to cultivate, almost to the point of a medium-grade magic weapon!

You must know that the vast majority of cultivators in this world only have one inferior Dharma weapon in their hands, which is inferior, not inferior, and above inferior is medium, superior, and then medium, superior, and then medium, superior, and superb.

After the magic weapon is the spiritual weapon, which is also divided into inferior, medium, upper, lower, middle, upper, and best.

After the spiritual weapon is the magic weapon, only divided, the lower, middle and upper best.

The magic weapon is followed by the spiritual treasure, and the spiritual treasure has no product, only congenital and acquired.

After the spiritual treasure, it is the innate treasure.

The innate treasure, the vast size of the poor universe, the distance of endless time and space, and the immeasurable eons of eons, there are only ten pieces.

Twenty years of hard work was ruined by Li Qing, and he is not a Buddha, so he is a ghost if he is not angry.

"Uncle Shi is merciful. ”

The rest of the people nodded as well.

You must know that this Senior Uncle He, one of the several inner sect elders of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, is already ninety-three years old this year, and his cultivation is close to the ninth layer of Qi training!

With a slight smile, Uncle He raised his hand with one hand, swiped his index finger, and a golden talisman appeared out of thin air!

This is a great trick of Longhu Mountain!

The golden talisman shone brightly, and esoteric words flowed one after another, and then with a wave of his hand, the talisman instantly fell into the mountain and disappeared.

"This soul refining talisman, let's see if the ghost king eats it.

He Laodao withdrew his fingers and stroked his beard and chuckled.

On the emperor's coffin, Li Qingzheng was immersed in cultivation, feeling a trace of ghost qi under his own absorption, becoming more and more condensed, and the ghost pill became bigger and bigger, gradually approaching the egg-like consummation realm.

But at this moment, a dazzling golden light fell from the sky, and a talisman appeared out of thin air, pressing straight towards Li Qing! The golden light was like daylight, scorching the ghost qi that came out of Li Qing's body.

This talisman made Li Qing very uncomfortable, he opened his eyes, his eyes were as black as ink, he looked at the rapidly falling talisman, snorted coldly, swished out the soul whip, poured in the thick ghost qi, and whipped it over!

The long whip rose in the wind, and with a whip, it was like a giant snake, pulling out more than ten meters long!

Medium-grade spirit weapon soul whip!

And Li Qing's ghost spirit is pure and terrifying, and he is not afraid of the so-called righteous restraint at all, and can even be counter-restrained!

"Poof!"

There was a muffled sound, like a whip hitting the batter, and the golden talisman just trembled, and then turned into a golden dot in the sky, and then dissipated after a flash.

Outside, He Laodao was originally smiling and stroking his beard in the air, but suddenly his body moved, his smile froze, and then slowly cooled down.

"This ghost king is really not ordinary. ”

He Laodao squinted his eyes, and flashed a trace of murderous aura, how many years, there are almost countless ghosts who have died in his hands, that is, ghost generals, ghost kings, and there are also a number of hands, but today, he actually lost face in front of many juniors.

The talisman was broken, and everyone knew it, after all, the vitality could be perceived.

Stretching out his hand, a crimson wooden sword more than a foot long suddenly appeared in He Laodao's hand!

Obviously, this He Lao Dao has a savings bag.

"Heaven and earth vitality! Listen to my orders! Kill the demons! Be as urgent as the law!"

The wooden sword waved, and the vitality that was suddenly stirred up for several miles rolled up, and then a dark cloud quickly condensed, and there was a faint flash of thunder!

"Extinguish!"

The last sword pointed downward, across hundreds of meters of mountains and rocks, and pointed directly at Li Qing!

"Boom!"

But I saw a thumb-thick cyan thunderbolt falling from the sky, and in an instant, it disappeared into the mountain, and then appeared in the emperor's tomb!

The cyan thunder and lightning illuminated the emperor's tomb, and Li Qingdu squinted, the speed of the thunder was incredible, and Li Qing had just noticed that the thunder and lightning had already fallen on him.

"Puff~"

A cloud of green smoke came out, Li Qing frowned, and looked at a thumb-thick hole in his chest that had been blown out, about an inch deep, and then it was quickly made up by the ghost qi.

"I want to die. Li Qing felt the pain, yes, this thunder hurt Li Qing! His eyes gradually turned bloody, he slowly stood up straight, and looked up: "Then I will eat you!"