Chapter 881: Zhong Kui

"Demons, dare to do evil. ”

A rebuke rang out out of thin air, and then the voice continued: "Demon Demon Sword, Disease." ”

Airplanes.

The sharp sound shook the heavens and the earth, and in an instant, it seemed that there was only this kind of sound left in the whole world, and a Xuanqi ancient sword fell like a meteor, which was incredibly fast.

"Zhong Kui, you dare. ”

The angry voice of the Thousand-Faced Evil God rang out, and a scream followed.

Bo Bo Bo!

There was a cracking sound in the sky, and the cracks of those huge faces dissipated one by one.

Jiang Le opened his eyes and saw such a scene. His eyes were full of shock.

"Why don't I dare, today I will destroy you. Zhong Kui, who was covered with stiff hair, stared at the tiger, and was wearing a wide official robe, pinched the law, and the Demon Demon Sword turned into the void and attacked the Thousand-Faced Evil God again.

The Thousand-Faced Evil God looked panicked and screamed, "If you kill me, my evil ghost billions of people will riot." ”

Zhong Kui was indifferent, and the Demon Demon Sword instantly pierced through the chest of the Thousand-Faced Evil God, causing his complicated expression to freeze on his face.

"Zhong Kui!"

The Thousand-Faced Evil God glanced at Zhong Kui with resentful eyes, and his figure fell like a mountain.

Bang.

In the muffled sound, the body of the Thousand-Faced Evil God quietly dispersed, and a little bit of light disappeared with the wind, and from then on it returned with heaven and earth.

"Hmph, the evil ghost clan, this seat has long been unpleasant, dare to riot, and catch the wine. Zhong Kui flicked his long sleeves and withdrew the Demon Demon Sword, and then he spoke coldly.

"So handsome!"

Jiang Le muttered in his mouth, his eyes showing adoration.

This moment. Jiang Le finally realized Zhong Kui's ability to shock the Three Realms.

The style of that sword is absolutely beautiful.

"Little Daoyou, can you hand over my third brother to me?" Zhong Kui appeared in front of Jiang Le, he glanced at Luobao Qian in surprise, and immediately looked at Wang Fuqu worriedly.

Jiang Le came back to his senses and hurriedly wanted to send out Wang Fuqu who was holding him, but with this move, Jiang Le felt that his eyes were dark and he fell softly.

"Little Daoyou. Zhong Kui hurriedly supported Jiang Le.

"The trail element. When I met the great god Zhong Kui, I was inconvenient and could not salute. Thank you for your understanding. Jiang Le said ashamedly.

Zhong Kui smiled freely: "Xiao Daoyou still insists in the face of a strong enemy, and he is as angry as Mount Tai, such a heroic demeanor." Zhong Kui is also sympathetic. There is no need to be polite. ”

After saying that, Zhong Kui grabbed Wang Fuqu and looked at it, his brows suddenly furrowed, and his face became extremely ugly.

Jiang Le hurriedly asked, "Wang Daxian is fine, right?"

Zhong Kui said: "It hurts the main soul, and the Yuan Shen is also very weak, and it is a little troublesome to recover." ”

was said to be troublesome by Zhong Kui, which shows how heavy Wang Fuqu's injuries are.

Jiang Le said guiltily: "It's all my fault for being arrogant, and Wang Daxian is like this." ”

Zhong Kui shook his head: "You have done enough. Okay, little Taoist friend, don't talk for the time being. I have an old friend not far away, so I'll take you there first. ”

Jiang Le nodded and didn't speak.

Zhong Kui waved his hand, and a magic light enveloped the three of them, and disappeared in an instant.

Not long after, Zhong Kui appeared in a small village.

This small village is backed by mountains and rivers, the scenery is beautiful, and it can be regarded as a beautiful place in the underworld.

Jiang Le curiously paid attention to the small village, and found that the aura of ghost cultivation in this village was very strong, most of them were ghost kings and ghost emperors, and even vaguely felt that in the deepest part, there were several powerful auras that shocked him.

"What kind of place is this, an ordinary village, where there are so many powerful ghost cultivators?" Jiang Le was secretly frightened.

At this moment, a powerful aura rose into the sky and landed on Zhong Kui's side.

"Hahahaha, Zhong Daoyou hasn't seen him for many years, but his demeanor is still the same. In the hearty laughter, a white-faced man appeared.

Zhong Kui said: "Brother Yun's chic and free, Zhong Kui can't compare, he was born to work hard." ”

The white-faced man smiled, his eyes fell on Jiang Le and Wang Fuqu who were holding in Zhong Kui's hands, and he couldn't help but stare at him, and said, "Zhong Daoyou, what's wrong?"

Zhong Kui sighed and said, "Hey, don't mention it, find a place first, let me heal my third brother." ”

The white-faced man nodded and said, "Okay,"

Not long after, in a room that looks ordinary on the outside, but is mysterious on the inside, Zhong Kui is sitting on the bed, and in front of him is Wang Fuqu.

I saw Zhong Kui's solemn face condensing mana, constantly healing Wang Fuqu's luck.

On the other side, Jiang Le meditated alone, quickly absorbing the mana in the treasure money.

I don't know how long it has passed, Jiang Le feels that his injuries have been suppressed a lot, and the natal talisman has also recovered a little bit from a gloomy state. At this time, Jiang Le felt that his body couldn't stand it anymore, so he woke up from his cultivation state.

When I opened my eyes, the whole room was empty, I got up and moved, I felt much better, except that the mana had not recovered, and the injury had been suppressed, but if I wanted to recover, it was estimated that it would take a lot of time to recuperate. This is not in a hurry.

Jiang Le walked out of the room and saw Zhong Kui sitting and chatting with the man in white under a black tree not far away.

Jiang Le hesitated for a moment, and saw that Zhong Kui had already spotted him and was beckoning.

Jiang Le hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Yuan Fu greets the two seniors. ”

"Hehe, Yuanfu Daoyou don't need to be polite, people in cultivation, seniors and juniors are polite words, and when you embark on this road, you are also a teacher and a friend, and you will make progress together. Zhong Kui chuckled.

Jiang Le had an expression of humility and teaching.

"By the way, how is Daoyou's injury?" Zhong Kui asked.

Jiang Le said: "It's no big deal, but I still need to cultivate for a while." ”

Zhong Kui nodded and said, "That's good." ”

"I don't know Wang Daxian ......"

Fuqu is fine, but when he wakes up, he must retreat for ten years, otherwise there is a danger of regression. Zhong Kui said.

Jiang Le was silent.

A battle is so bad that your realm is about to regress, which shows the danger.

"By the way, how did Daoyou and Fuqu get acquainted, and how did they face that thousand-faced evil god together?" Zhong Kui asked.

Jiang Le sighed: "I was inadvertently exiled to the Mansion, and I originally wanted to return to the world, but for some reasons on the way, I was captured by the Thousand-Faced Evil God and imprisoned in the Nine Tribulation Cave, and then I met Wang Daxian in it, and we tried to break the Nine Tribulation Cave together, and after that, Zhong Kui's predecessors should also see it." ”

Zhong Kui said: "No wonder I haven't been able to find Fuqu for a hundred years, and I can't even locate it, it turns out that Fuqu is tied up in a mysterious place like the Nine Tribulation Cave, but this time I won't die, I believe that Fuqu and Taoist friends will have a blessing." ”

"Thanks to the auspicious words of my predecessors, I only hope to be able to return to the world. Jiang Le smiled bitterly.

"Daoyou is that small world in the world?" the white-faced man suddenly asked.

Jiang Le said with a smile: "It's also fate, I and Zhong Kui's predecessors are fellow villagers. ”

"Oh?" Zhong Kui was surprised.

The white-faced man also smiled: "How can you say that you are fellow countrymen, am I not?"

Jiang Le asked curiously, "I don't know who the predecessors are?"

The white-faced man said indifferently: "Have you heard of Li Bai?"

Jiang Le: "......" (to be continued......)