Qing Yu and his embarrassed escape from the tomb, and after looking for directions outside, they flew towards the direction of Broken North Mountain near the Chuyun Continent.

Qingyu flew for half an hour at this time, although the suppression of Broken North Mountain made Qingyu's speed slow down a lot, but he still flew over a mountain in one breath, and then slowly stopped.

After making sure that there was no danger around him, he began to meditate and regain his mana.

Bai Ling's voice sounded, "Boy, why are you running, it looks like you're scared by something, but there is no other danger in that tomb." ”

"Senior, don't you see it? The things recorded on that coffin are too terrifying. Qingyu's expression seemed to be frightened.

Bai Ling was in Qingyu's space, his eyes narrowed slightly, this kid didn't tell the truth, it was definitely not just about those words, but why didn't he see what was wrong?

After a quarter of an hour, Qing Yu's cultivation was almost recovered, and he started his journey again, converting all his mana into internal force and going to the Chuyun Continent as fast as possible.

In the mountain that belonged to the scholar, he was looking at the books in front of him at a glance, and the other hand was holding a brush and slowly recording the words he thought were important.

After a while, he put down the brush and book in his hand, looked at the painting on the table, looked at his hand again, and clenched his fist, "This body feels pretty good, but it's only half fused, and I feel that my strength has at least doubled!"

In the small bottle in front of him, the white-haired soul who was already miserable and not a ghost sneered, "What if you fuse this body, do you really think this is a real god body?"

The scholar squinted, "Divine body? Of course not, I know, but you know much more than you know, divine body, hehe, I really haven't seen a divine body? You are just a pseudo-divine body, but even in the spirit world, the pseudo-divine body is enough." ”

Bai Mao was stunned, "Have you ever seen a god body? a real god body? How is it possible?"

"What's impossible, besides, it's been months, and you're not going back to your original body?

Bai Mao was stunned again, and then smiled bitterly, "I didn't expect you to even know this, okay, I lost this game of chess, I agreed to your conditions, isn't it just resistance, I did it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole soul turned into air and disappeared.

The scholar smiled and picked up the book again, and unconsciously put his right hand on the forehead of the painting on the table, "That kid Qingyu is about to return to Chu Yun, and the chess game between me and Bai Mao is over, however, another bigger chess game is about to start, don't worry, I will kill it one day sooner or later, and I will let him know how wrong he was in making this decision in the first place!"

The cold light in his eyes flickered, and it looked terrifying......

Broken North Mountain, not long after Qing Yu left the tomb, not even an hour, the corpse qi that was originally dissipated in the tomb re-condensed, and it was many times stronger than the previous corpse qi.

After a quarter of an hour, the sword on the coffin was bounced off the lid of the coffin, and the lid of the coffin was opened, and from the lid of the coffin, a man slowly sat up.

And just when this terrifying scene was staged, in the open space in front of the coffin, a man's figure suddenly appeared, this man seemed to have teleported in directly, and the speed was unimaginable.

This man is handsome, and he has an evil aura on his face, although he is not as handsome as Qingyu, but the evil aura is much stronger.

He casually caught the flying sword in the air, and his left hand was spinning a red rope, and at the top of the red rope there was an emerald green jade pendant, and there was a huge "saint" in the center of the jade pendant.

The figure who sat up from the coffin looked at the man in front of him, and said in a very hoarse tone: "Who is coming!"

The man threw the jade pendant upward, then grabbed the jade pendant, and said with a wicked smile: "Know, the ghost world, the heavenly ghost king is innocent!"

As soon as the words fell, his figure turned into an afterimage, and he instantly arrived in front of the coffin, "I'll say another word, remember, I'm the one who killed you!"

Then, in an instant, the long sword in the man's right hand was suddenly placed on the corpse's neck.

And at this moment, the man named Jun Wuxian had another long sword on his neck, and he looked up along the blade of the long sword, and he saw a man covered in books.

"Heavenly Ghost Jun Family, Jun Wuxian, the jade holder of the Mandate of Heaven in the human realm of ghosts, showed a vision when he was born, the concentration of blood in his body is comparable to that of the Heavenly Ghost Ancestor, he mastered all the natal supernatural powers of the Heavenly Ghost at the age of three, built the foundation at the age of eight, and married Dan at the age of twelve, and now he is only eighteen years old, but he is already the strength of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, but the real strength is already comparable to the late Yuan Infant period, and based on the natal supernatural powers of the Heavenly Ghost Clan, gradually master the natal supernatural powers of all the nine evil ghost clans, according to the order, you should have mastered the natal supernatural powers of the Colorless Ghost Clan and the Shadow Arm Ghost Clan, even if you search for the Three Realms, you can't find a genius like you！”

"I don't know if I should be happy or sad to get such a compliment from the Heavenly Machine Scholar?" Jun Wuxie's tone remained unchanged, but there was deep fear in his eyes.

Then he tilted his head and glanced at the scholar, "I heard that the scholar of the heavenly machine is a last resort, I really want to see it today!"

The scholar smiled slightly, "You pretend to be a real image, if I can't even see your natal supernatural power of fusing the Heavenly Ghost Clan and the Shadowless Ghost Clan, and the self-created Shadowless Clone, I don't deserve to be called the Heavenly Machine Scholar!"

After hearing this, Jun Wuxie's face changed greatly, but he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I'm not here, I'm afraid I can't do without it, but the white-haired god corpse seems to be really wasted." ”

As soon as his words fell, the corpse in front of him burst out, and with a fierce punch, it directly smashed the person in front of him into ashes, it was really ashes, and it was scattered with the wind.

The scholar stretched out his hand and pulled the white fur out of the coffin, "Yes, yes, this pseudo-god body is much stronger than the one on my body." ”

The white fur also smiled and did not speak.

In the ghost realm, Jun Wuxie opened his eyes with a pale face, and only gasped for breath, "It's worthy of being two heaven and earth inspectors, it's really terrifying, are our heaven and earth inspectors in the ghost world so terrifying? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's figure appeared beside him, "Innocent, have you gone to the human world?"

Jun Wuxie's face froze, and he was about to reply, when he was knocked away by this woman, "You really think that your life is too long, and the Heaven and Earth Inspectors dare to provoke it!"