Wang Hui thought for a while, and then said, "Let's go, while that old ghost is injured, we will kill him in one fell swoop." ”

Zhou Yinling and Tang Wanrou naturally knew that the opportunity was rare, and when the old ghost recovered from the trauma of his soul, it would take several times more effort to get rid of him.

However, Wang Hui and the three of them swept all the floors behind them, and they didn't find the slightest trace of this guy.

"This big rat is really obscene enough, what should I do now?"

Zhou Yinling suddenly looked a little annoyed and said, this game of hide and seek is not fun at all.

At this time, Wang Hui smiled and said, "Since you can't find it upstairs, it must be underground." I think this old ghost doesn't leave here, it's just that he values the strong aura of Xuanyin here. I think there may be a Xuanyin Spirit Cave underground, otherwise it would not be worth this old ghost to kill people and confront the Supernatural Administration head-on. Let's go and see if there's a basement. ”

As soon as the two women thought about it, they rushed downstairs and searched for a long time, but they did not find the slightest trace of the basement.

Wang Hui closed his eyes and pondered, and suddenly his mind was released, and the inch by inch wall sensed, and after about a quarter of an hour, he finally sensed a trace of abnormality in the security duty room on the first floor. The green knife fell in the palm of his hand, and it grew in an instant, turning into a green long knife in a moment, Wang Hui was full of true qi, and slashed violently with the knife, and the wall suddenly collapsed, and the masonry was scattered all over the ground, revealing a small room with only one staircase leading to the ground.

Zhou Yinling's little face showed a hint of surprise, but he said hatefully: "There is really a basement, I don't know if that bastard sealed it up, and I searched for it for a long time." ”

This time, Tang Wanrou didn't wait for Wang Hui to speak, accepted the position of pioneer, and walked in first. She was secretly proud, at this time, the old ghost was injured, and it was not a threat, so she took the initiative to ask for help, not only to improve her status in Boss Wang's heart, but also to accept it by the way if there was any benefit.

Wang Hui knew about her little caution, shook his head, and sighed, this female ghost is so powerful. He took Zhou Yinling's little hand, and the two followed in.

The dark space was lit only by the doorway, and the stairs that had not seen the light of day for a long time were unusually damp and covered with moss. Wang Hui took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and started to light it. The two of them descended the stairs all the way to the bottom, but there was only a long corridor that turned to the left.

There used to be light bulbs in the hallway, but unfortunately the wires next to it had long since corroded and broken. Wang Hui was not disappointed and continued to move forward. It didn't take long for the hallway to turn left again.

Wang Hui walked a few steps, and finally found Tang Wanrou's figure. In front of the female ghost is an iron gate locked with iron chains.

On the rusty iron door, there are several lines of vermilion handwriting.

"Maoshan Sect Xuanyan Zhenren sealed the Xuanyin Spirit Cave here, if the younger Daomen disciples enter here, don't covet the magic weapon, break the seal, and leave a disaster. Otherwise, if I perceive it, I will surely go down the mountain and walk on the way, and I will not be relentless, but you should think deeply. ”

Wang Hui glanced at the ground again, and found a scattered red talisman, but unfortunately the aura on it was dim, I don't know if it was because of the age and the depletion of spiritual power, or if the old ghost broke this true talisman. Daomen charms are generally divided into four levels: yellow, red, gold, and purple. The yellow ones are just ordinary spirit runes, and if a Qi cultivator is willing to practice with his heart, it is not difficult to draw them. The spiritual power of the spirit rune is difficult to last, and the spiritual energy will disappear after seven days. The red one belongs to the true talisman, which can only be drawn by the Jindan monks, and the aura can be stored for more than ten years. As for the higher-level runes and immortal runes, I won't elaborate.

Since this Xuan Yan claims to be a real person, coupled with this red true talisman, there is no doubt that he should be a Jindan monk. Monk Jindan has a long life, and he must still be alive now, and he doesn't know if he has sensed an abnormality. However, he can't take care of so much, the old ghost must be hiding in the Xuanyin Spirit Cave to breathe out the Xuanyin Qi and repair the wounds, if he hesitates, wouldn't it be too late to regret it.

Therefore, he didn't think much about it, the blue wolf knife in his hand skyrocketed, and with a hard split, the iron lock was suddenly split into two.

At this moment, the ground suddenly trembled violently, and the iron gates on both sides suddenly flew out and smashed towards Wang Hui and the others.

Wang Hui swung his knife and slashed, cutting the iron gate in front of him in half and falling to both sides.

And Tang Wanrou appeared in her hand with a blood-red short sword, and with a slight wave, the other iron door was like a clay sculpture, divided into two halves, with a neat incision, which was a little more relaxed and casual than Wang Hui.

At this moment, a blood-colored banner burst out, reaching Wang Hui. A dense distorted face appeared on the blood-colored flag, but the top of the flagpole was like a sharp spear, a black spear, and a black glow flowed. This bloody flag gun is the old ghost's natal magic weapon, the power is extremely powerful, if it hits, not only will it be difficult to protect your life, but even the soul will fall into the bloody flag, and you will sink forever.

Wang Hui's face turned pale suddenly, and he couldn't even see the enemy, even if he wanted to use the ghost mirror to sneak attack, there was no chance. He sensed the power of this gun, and it was difficult to resist with the blue wolf knife in his hand alone, but he was also ready to fight hard to win life.

Zhou Yinling, who had been waiting for work for a long time, had a slightly cold face, her eyes suddenly became blood-red, her figure flashed, and she grabbed the bloody flag gun less than three inches away from Wang Hui.

The flag gun kept trembling, Zhou Yinling's face became more and more weird, his face became hideous, two sharp tiger teeth grew out of his small mouth, and his clothes were dyed blood. An increasingly powerful force appeared on her body, as if something terrifying was about to burst out of her body.

At this moment, the Bloody Flag Spear suddenly roared and retreated several meters. A blood-colored figure appeared, and one grabbed the flag gun, which was the middle-aged ghost dressed as a general. His eyes swept over the three of them, and he said coldly: "Junior, this king has repeatedly backed down, but you have to press forward step by step." The king lost the opportunity to form a pill, and none of you can escape today, and you will all die. ”

Wang Hui sneered: "What kind of opportunity to tie the pill, if you are not afraid of Xuan Yan Zhenren, you can prepare the pill here during the Midyear Festival." Now, in order to heal your wounds, you broke the seal by yourself, and you were sensed by that Xuanyan, but it's none of our business. Old ghost, if you want to blame it, you went too far, and actually brutally killed so many people, otherwise who has the spare money to come to us to submit you, and suffer for themselves. ”

The ghost just sneered: "Junior, your mouth is the most poisonous, today I will definitely keep you to the end, and burn it well." ”

Wang Hui was almost alive, but there was only a cold killing intent in his heart, and he said coldly: "You will definitely die today." ”

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth, look at the move!"

The flag gun in the ghost's hand shook, and the flag unfolded, and the blood-colored flag was like a boundless sea of blood, enveloping everyone.

Tang Wanrou calmed down, only to see that there was already a blood-colored ocean in front of her, and she and Zhou Yinling were fine, their cultivation was profound, and they were easily suspended on the surface of the sea.

And Wang Hui was not so good, his feet were already soaked in a sea of blood, he struggled but to no avail, as if something was dragging him down below.

Wang Hui's face was slightly cold, and the hell flames in the dantian suddenly broke out of his body, and a large sea of blood was swallowed by the dark black flames. However, this sea of blood seemed to be endless, but his true qi was limited.

At this time, the blood in Zhou Yinling's eyes receded slightly, and his mind gradually sobered up, and he grabbed Wang Hui and said, "Brother, don't be afraid, look at me." ”

After she finished speaking, she opened her mouth and inhaled, no matter how much blood-colored sea water fell into her abdomen, she didn't see her stomach bulge at all, as if there was a bottomless abyss in her body. It didn't take long for the blood color to shrink a lot, so there was a change again, and one by one the blood-colored figures crawled out of the sea of blood, and soon formed a team of thousands of people. As time passed, the faces of these blood-colored figures gradually became clear, their armor was distinct, they were armed with swords, guns and halberds, and their ranks were neat and orderly, like a well-trained army had killed them.

"A rabble, I'm here to break your formation. ”

Tang Wanrou said coldly, one person entered the team with a blood-colored short sword, no one should rob me of this kind of vegetable chopping thing.

These bloody demon soldiers are only at the level of gathering qi, and there is no enemy of her at all. A sword can kill a piece, and in an instant, it can kill people on their backs and destroy hundreds of enemies.

It was only after a while that Tang Wanrou's expression changed slightly, because the military formation was not scattered at all, and the number of people did not decrease. But after killing himself for half a day, he spent a lot of energy, and his figure couldn't help flashing, withdrew from the military formation, and looked at Wang Hui.

Wang Hui said lightly: "The true souls of these ghost soldiers transformed by the bloody qi are pinned on the sea of blood below, even if you kill hundreds of times, he can still be resurrected with the help of the sea of blood." We don't have to pay attention to it, just break this sea of blood, and we can break through this space and return to reality. ”

Zhou Yinling nodded and began to gulp the sea of blood under his feet.

A moment later, the sea of blood suddenly surged, and all the armies scattered and met in one place, condensing the appearance of that powerful ghost.

Wang Hui still said coldly: "Don't pay attention to it, this is just the method of the blood spirit clone of that powerful ghost, Tang Wanrou, you just go and block it." Ling'er, you broke this sea of blood first. ”

Zhou Yinling nodded, and continued to devour the sea of blood, and after a while, the sea of blood shrank again.

The bloody clone's face changed drastically, and he said hatefully: "Little thief, when I catch you, I will definitely kill you and break your body into thousands of pieces." ”

A moment later, the blood-colored space shattered inch by inch, and Wang Hui and the others appeared in front of the door of the underground secret room.

At this time, the figure of the powerful ghost was slightly dim, and the breath of the blood-colored flag spear in his hand was also greatly reduced, if he hadn't withdrawn it in time, this magic weapon would have been wasted. He stared at Wang Hui with his eyes, and said hatefully: "Little thief, I will kill you, hang your soul on the ghost fire, and roast it for thousands of years to relieve my hatred." ”

Wang Hui said lightly: "When you killed innocent civilians, did you ever feel a trace of guilt in your heart?

After the ghost finished his cruel words, he was about to leave, when suddenly a dark mirror shone on his body, and he couldn't move for a moment, and his heart was shocked.

Wang Hui hurriedly said: "Do it!"

In the blink of an eye, Zhou Yinling's little hand had already inserted into the heart of the ghost, and he reached out and grabbed a dark green slender rib. This rib is a sign of the consummation of the condensation realm, this thing is called a ghost bone, and it is the purest condensation of ghost qi. Although it is only a small rib, it is equivalent to a small golden pill, which contains a powerful ghost qi.

Tang Wanrou, on the other hand, inserted the blood-colored short sword into the center of the ghost's eyebrows, destroying his soul core, and his body dissipated into a diffuse pink smoke, burrowing through the ghost's mouth and nose.

A moment later, the ghost's yin body was eroded by a little pink smoke, as if it had a red spot. After a while, the yin body completely jumped away, turned into a black mist, and the blood-colored flag spear in his hand fell to the ground.

The pink smoke condensed into Tang Wanrou's figure, her red lips slightly opened, and she was about to swallow the remaining pure ghost qi into her stomach.

Wang Hui glared at her, and a dark whirlpool appeared in his palm, swallowing all this yin qi into his body. Now that he has condensed the true fire, he can already completely refine the ghost qi of the condensed ghost cultivator. If Tang Wanrou still eats alone like last time, it is time to teach a lesson.

However, this time, Tang Wanrou noticed the boss's gaze, stopped this inhumane looting, and showed a flattering smile to pick up the bloody flag gun on the ground and present it.