Chapter 347

The ghost of the world.

Jian Wushuang and Zhong Chixia ran away quickly towards ziwai.

"Brother Zhong, didn't you just say that this son can't get out?"

Sword matchless takes time to ask a way.

"It's a strange route in the boundary. You can't run out. I can leave the boundary with you."

Zhong Chixia replied.

Well, believe it! Jian Wushuang nodded and said, "brother Zhong, you are not a normal person. You must have an extraordinary origin."

"I'm just an unknown Taoist, not worth mentioning!"

Zhong Chixia shook her head and said, "it's my little brother. You've come to the other world by mistake. If you don't have the best luck, you can't enter this world."

"Is it really bad luck to be punished?"

Jian Wushuang said with a bitter smile. He had a premonition in his heart that the seeds of Qi Yun lotus would lose their vitality. He knew that something bad would happen. He just didn't expect that he would come to a so-called ghost world.

"After midnight tonight, the ghost clan has been waiting for the return of the sun for 300 years. On the day of the return of the sun, the ghost king will come back to life. If the original oath of the ghost king is fulfilled, I'm afraid the world will be ruined from now on."

Looking at the falling of Zhang dengjiecai, Zhong Chixia said anxiously.

"On the day of the return of the sun, the ghost King returns to life?"

Sword matchless doubt asks a way.

"Three hundred years ago, my school elder suppressed a ghost king who was rampant in the world. The ghost King's strength reached its peak. My school elder almost annihilated his ghost body, but he still escaped at the last moment. Before he left, he vowed that his life would not be long this time, but he would be reborn in three hundred years, and return to the world for revenge! Now, after midnight tonight, it will be three hundred years! "

Zhong Chixia sighed.

"No wonder that old man told me that today is Huanyang Festival, so it is."

Sword matchless is to understand the meaning of Huanyang Festival, the way, "that ghost king strength how, if he is reborn, the world will be life?"

Zhong Chixia sighed and said, "I can only tell you that all of my senior teachers are monks who are superior to those who are fighting in the Yuan Dynasty. However, in the face of the ghost king, more than ten people need to join hands to fight against him. In those years, it was because of stratagem that I could suppress the ghost king. If it was the ghost king who came back to life and regained his full strength, my senior teachers were not sure that they could He is subdued again

"Friar!"

The sword is matchless, the heart is surprised.

Friars are the names of those who transcend martial arts. Only when their accomplishments transcend the realm of transformation, reach the level of breaking the ordinary and break the shackles of mortals can they be qualified to be called friars.

When he reaches the friar stage, his mind gives birth to a soul. Shouyuan can be more than 800 years old and can do everything in the world.

It's a real cultivator who can create with heaven and earth. It's not comparable to a warrior who relies on brute force.

The elders of Zhong Chixia's school are all monks who break the world. The ghost king is even more terrible. Only when more than a dozen monks join hands can they have the capital to fight against him.

Such a terror limitless ghost king, unexpectedly want to return to the sun tonight, blood wash the world?

"Where has the ghost King been hiding for three hundred years? Why don't you take this time to destroy him completely?"

The sword is matchless, some don't understand.

"In three hundred years, we have almost searched the whole cloud Island, but we have never found anything. Moreover, the cloud island is so big that it is difficult for monks to visit many dangerous places. As a result, three hundred years later, the trace of the ghost king is still a mystery! At this juncture, we can only hope that the ghost King's oath will not come true, and that he will not be able to return to the sun again. Otherwise, there will be a catastrophe coming and blood flowing in the world. "

Zhong Chixia worried.

"The cloud island is boundless. I don't know how many experts there are. Although a ghost king is powerful, he may not be able to deal with it."

Sword matchless swallowed saliva way.

"I'm sure I can deal with it, but a lot of people will die in the process, so it's a humanitarian catastrophe."

Zhong Chixia said heavily.

Jian Wushuang nodded with approval. It would be terrible if he thought about it. If the ghost king was hiding in Shilin County, he would bloody wash the whole county after his rebirth tonight. A year later, even if the ghost king was killed by other experts, the people in Shilin County would die if they died, but there was no chance of resurrection.

Who knows such a thought, the sword matchless directly hit a shiver, the color of the face palpitation.

"Ouch, ouch..."

A burst of ghost roar sounded, a ghost figure from the inside of the son chased, the mouth issued bursts of shrill scream.

"No, the closer the time of returning to the sun is, the more ghosts there will be. Leave the boundary quickly!"

Zhong Chixia grabs the unparalleled arm of the sword, directly steps on the void and turns into a light and shadow to escape quickly.

"Don't go!"

The ghosts in the back are ferocious. They also jump into the air and gather into a black one eyed one. The black fog billows and chases Zhong Chixia and Jian Wushuang.

"The sword is matchless. What's the matter with you?"Lu Yun looked at the sword in surprise.

Sword matchless originally walked in front of, suddenly hit a shiver, full face palpitation look.

"Huanyang Festival, ghost king Huanyang..."

Sword matchless murmured, feeling the incomparable rich ghost gas around, the premonition in the heart is more and more strong.

"What are you talking about, the festival of returning to the sun and the ghost King returning to the sun?"

Lu Yun was surprised and said, "isn't he confused by the ghost spirit

"I'm fine."

Jian Wushuang took a deep breath and said, "go on down. Maybe, under the underground stairs, the real dangerous thing is not the ghost in white who is attached to MI Xiaolu!"

"You seem to know what something looks like."

Lu Yun looks at the sword with great interest.

"I'm not sure yet. I can only hope it's not true, or we'll all be in danger."

Sword matchless breath says.

If, if the monstrous ghost spirit coming from the rice family's mansion really comes from the ghost king, with the strength that the ghost king can't even deal with any friars, he and Lu Yun will only be killed.

I hope it's not the ghost king!

I pray in my heart.

The more you go down, the heavier the ghost gas is. The endless ghost gas erodes your consciousness, as if thousands of little ghosts are screaming in your ears, extremely upset.

Jean, the skinny old man, was not in any serious trouble. Lu Yun's face turned white, and he threw some of the best tranquility pills into his mouth. He still had no effect, and his consciousness kept shaking.

Looking at the matchless sword with the same face, Lu Yun was somewhat frustrated and said, "what's the matter with you? It seems that you are not affected by the ghost."

Jian Wushuang joked: "I have unique walking skills. You can't do your posture."

"Posture?"

Lu Yun was shocked, and then realized that Jian Wushuang was teasing himself. He snorted.

As he gradually went deep into the earth, the sword peerless estimated that it was hundreds of feet away, and the ghost gas around him was still increasing. Later, not to mention the land transportation, even the sword peerless felt that it was hard.

Seeing that the sword was unparalleled and hard-working, Lu Yun, despite his weak look, still liked to hear it and said, "you are finally hard-working, too!"

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