Originally, it was blocked by the enchantment set by the Shadow Ghost King, and the old ghost didn't notice it, but now when he looked closely, he found that this little girl turned out to be a heavenly spirit body that was rare in 10,000 years.

It's like that person who cultivated 50,000 years ago.

The difference is that at that time, Venerable Jing Yao was so powerful that no one could shake it, and the ten ghost kings of the ghost city were helpless against him, so they could only watch him and a group of cultivators completely seal the ghost city and fall to the ground, and now this is a gadget that he can pinch to death with two fingers.

"Heh, after so many years, I almost forgot about ......" The steel knife-like nails slowly cut a hole from the corner of Luo Qingli's forehead, and the blood beads rolled out, exuding a sweet smell, and the red bloodshot in the eyes of the old ghost became stronger, and he snorted and laughed: "I've always been curious, will the qi and blood of the Heavenly Spirit Body be more delicious than other people's cultivation?"

Blood slid down her cheeks, and the fingertips of the old ghost were against her throat, his face was hideous and ruthless, Luo Qing was tense in centrifugation, and his back was even more cold sweat.

She had no doubt that in the next moment, this high-level ghost clan would be able to kill her.

The shadow appeared in the ghost city seven or eight thousand years ago, he had never experienced the ghost immortal transformation fifty thousand years ago, and he didn't understand what kind of shock Venerable Jingyao left to the many ghost clans in the ghost city.

The old ghost survived that upheaval, and he can still recall how that powerful being, which everyone looked up to, turned the tide of battle in the palm of his hand and dominated the fate of others.

The ghost clan hates human cultivation, and the same is true of the old ghost of E, this little girl only has Jin Dan at the moment, but she must not be given any chance to grow, otherwise, who knows if she will become the second Jingyao Venerable.

Just thinking of the grievances that have been trapped in every square inch for tens of thousands of years, the old ghost couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

"Old ghost!" "The Shadow Ghost Monarch frowned coldly, the long knife came out of the sheath, and he shouted in a low voice: "You dare to move and try!"

"Why don't you dare?" the old ghost squinted and smiled, "Do you think you can help me?"

The Shadow Ghost Monarch sneered back, "Are you really not injured just now?"

The fighting methods cultivated by ordinary people may not have much effect on the ghost clan, but the long knife is refined by his ghost energy, and the old ghost of E has been stabbed firmly, no matter how light he behaves, and Luo Qingli is caught in his hand, it is impossible to be really unharmed, but the ghost clan is good at patience.

The old ghost's face was slightly gloomy, his fingers moved slightly, and his nails sank into the flesh, Luo Qingli could clearly feel that the blood in her body was being sucked away rapidly at this moment, her heart was pounding, but the disparity in cultivation made her only allow this situation to continue, and she couldn't resist at all.

The Shadow Ghost Monarch noticed his killing intent, and saw Luo Qingli's face gradually turn pale, and said in a deep voice: "Old ghost, don't you want to go into the dark capital to have a look?"

The ghost clan was originally condensed by resentment, and every hundred years of the night of the canopy is their carnival season, and the ghost clan's strength has risen sharply at this time, and it can also be condensed into entities, but few people know that at this time, it is also their Good Friday.

At this time, the ghost clan has to experience the pain of bone erosion, which is no less painful than destroying them and rebuilding them, and this time is also the most restless time for the ghost clan, they are eager to suck people's qi and blood to relieve this pain.

And the more high-level the ghost clan, the more severe the bone-eroding pain will be, and it will become more and more powerful every time, and in the end, it will be impossible to resist, and the consciousness of the ghost clan will dissipate, which is equivalent to the death of the ghost clan.

In the underground ghost city, every day there will be a new ghost clan born, but there will also be old ghost clans die, the old ghost king in the top ten ghost towns, there is only one old ghost left, but his power is weakening year by year.

This time the big turmoil, the old ghost came into the formation to hunt human cultivation, which was both instinctual and intentional, he needed enough strength to survive this heavenly night, and this power could also be drawn from his fellow clan, but the effect was far inferior to human cultivation.

The ghost capital is a place that all the people in the ghost city yearn for, for the ghost clan, it is a city of bliss, according to legend, it is full of treasures, before it sinks, all the high-level ghost clans who are suffering from the pain of bone erosion can be relieved in the ghost city.

That's the ghost clan's life-saving medicine.

But since the establishment of the Great Array of the Void and the Darkness has sunk, what is left for them is a dead end, and they are gradually dying out in the struggle again and again.

The secluded capital is of great significance to the ghost clan, and the Shadow Ghost King believes that it is impossible for the old ghost to be unmoved.

Sure enough, the old ghost frowned, and his blood-sucking action stopped suddenly, he looked at the neon on the top of the mountain, and there was a surging light in his bloodshot eyes, but then he sneered again, "Just her?

The Shadow Ghost Monarch's face did not change, "She may not be able to now, but if there is really anyone in this world who can open the Hidden Capital, then it can only be her." ”

The old ghost was silent, staring fixedly at the person who was being carried in his hand, withdrew his claws for a long time, and snorted lightly: "I believe you once." ”

The old ghost loosened the shackles on her, but the pressure of the vast sea pressed on her body, and it was impossible to escape.

The wound on his neck was still bleeding, Luo Qingli smeared some ointment and took two more pills before he recovered.

The mood fluctuated, almost walking in front of the ghost gate, Luo Qingli couldn't help but take a few deep breaths and secretly lowered his eyes.

Ember moved his head and couldn't help but ask, "Are you okay?"

"Can't die. Her tone wasn't good.

"What's the use of you being angry at me. Ember wondered: "Your physique is already sensitive, and now you are in the center of the Great Array, and high-level ghost clan ghost cultivators abound, isn't it normal to be targeted?" ”

Luo Qingli ignored him, she just looked down at her toes.

Ahri Se shrank in the spirit beast bag, and the situation outside, such a fifth-order demon like it was about to look stupid, even if it was separated by a layer of bags, it didn't dare to move.

But Luo Qingli was injured, and it could also feel that Luo Luo's mood was not very good.

Ahri whispered, "Luo Luo, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Qingli secretly clenched his fists and said softly: "I just remembered something that made people unhappy." ”