Chapter 470： treasure

These distractions made my tone a little out of tune, and I quickly calmed down, dispelling distracting thoughts and concentrating on playing. ??

The song in the broadcast is still going on, we are caught in a tug-of-war, I am weak, I am weak, I am strong, she is strong.

I have been exhausted until I am exhausted, and I have not been able to defeat her. In this way, I will run out of reiki sooner or later, and I have to think of a way!

As soon as this thought appeared, I immediately had a song in my mind. I immediately changed the tone and became this new song.

This song is like a war song, the tone is very fast, with a touch of devastation, as if there are shovel iron hooves over the Wanli River.

The power of this song is several times higher than before. The songs on the radio gradually become messy. At the end, it turns into noise, just like the tape recorder.

Hey.

All the TV sets and radio amplifiers in the surrounding area all exploded, and the sparks splattered for a while, then the sound suddenly stopped.

I also exhausted all the aura in my body, and my body was soft and fell to the ground.

I finally defeated the miscellaneous ghost thing!

I looked at Tang Mingli and others, and they are gradually recovering.

I am relieved.

At this time, suddenly the voice of my brother was heard in my ear.

"Sister, can you hear me?" His voice was very anxious.

I nodded and said, "Yes."

Shen Anyi said: "Sister, do you still remember the evil cult that escaped from the blood pool hell? I had already sent him to the seat of Dongyue the Great, but Dongyue the Great is not here, I can only hand it to Dongyue the Great. Soldiers in front of the seat. But I heard some gossips saying that the evil spirit escaped and ran to the mortal. I went to Dongyue Hall to ask questions. The population of Dongyue Temple was very tight, and I didn’t admit it. bureaucracy!"

For the first time, I heard my brother swearing and said: "An Yi, can we say this later? Waiting for me to go out from here, I will help you arrest the evil."

Shen An is anxious; "Sister you misunderstood! I suspect that the evil is in this sanatorium!"

"What?" I was shocked. I climbed up from the ground with difficulty and took out a bottle of Ju Ling Dan and poured it into my mouth.

Shen Anyi said: "No, no, I doubt, this ghost space is the ghost of the evil repair. He got a big chance under the blood pool, I don't know what evil skills I learned, specifically to absorb the soul of grievance. Especially the dying alien soul is a great complement to him!"

I suddenly understood why he wanted to play those pictures in a big way, in order to bring the powerful people from the mortal world, let them kill each other here, and when they die, he will come out and absorb their souls and grow up. Yourself!

I took a sigh of relief and said, "He... is already a ghost king?"

Shen Anyi bit his teeth: "Before his strength was just a ghost and a peak. If he promoted the ghost king, he must have experienced something in Dongyue Temple."

He paused and said, "Sister, run quickly! The farther you run, the better. With your current strength, you can't compete with a ghost king!"

I was about to get up. Suddenly a powerful force swept over and pressed me to the ground, and Tang Mingli and others did not fully recover. They were all pressed down by the force and all fell to the ground.

A red smog floated over and squirmed in the air, then formed a human form.

Seeing his appearance, I was cold.

He really was the evil one!

"Damn." Shen Anyi said with a grin, "It's really him! I obviously sent this **** to Dongyue Temple. What are the bureaucrats of Dongyue Temple doing? How could he let him escape? Dongyue the Great is not here." Can they do whatever they want?"

The evil repair slowly came to the room No. 2o33. He wanted to go in, but he was blocked by the front. He frowned, and his **** eyes showed a bit of anger.

Ari guards Xiaomi and does not dare to move.

He knows that he is not the opponent of the ghost king!

The evil spirit opened his mouth and took a deep breath. There were a few souls floating in the dead bodies in the room. They struggled in the air, but they were sucked away mercilessly.

"Not reconciled, we are not willing!" They screamed unwillingly, all of them were sucked into the mouth by evil.

【Do not! stop! You bastard! Those are my comrades! 】 It was the ghost who had previously won the crystal spar. He was crazy about the barrage, but he could not change it.

[Ghost King, actually a ghost king! It is terrible. It is said that in our local government, there are many ghost kings and even ghost emperors. They are all pressed by Dongyue Emperor. They only dare to lurk in places like ghosts and forests, and dare not come out to make trouble. 】

[How did a ghost king go to the world? Or is it that he was promoted to become a ghost king in the world? 】

[Even so, Dongyue the Great will send troops to capture, how can he let him do whatever he wants in the world? 】

[I heard some gossip, it is said that Dongyue the Great is gone. 】

At this time, I heard the voice of Zhengyang Zhenjun in my ear: "Shantou, I know this evil."

"What?" I was shocked again.

"He was the last man of the Eastern Han Dynasty." Zhengyang Zhenjun said, "This person was originally a respected monk, the slogan Qingyang, is also the host of Dongyangguan, but in the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the soldiers were in ruins, and Dongyangguan was a thief. It was said that there was a very powerful monk among the thieves who defeated him and killed his disciples in front of him. His heart hurts, his anger and anger make him enchanted, and he again After killing the group of thieves, they simply embarked on the path of evil cultivation. Later, he was chased by a group of decent people and slaughtered under the chibi. He did not expect that after so many years, he could actually drill from the blood pool hell. Come out and continue to harm one side."

As he said, he stepped toward me step by step, blood red eyes glaring at me for a long time, said: "I recognize you, you are the five senses of the king, before the ghost gate, you stopped me! ”

He turned his head and looked at Tang Mingli, who fell to the ground: "And he!"

【what? The anchor is actually related to His Royal Highness? 】

[The background of the anchor is really hard, envy and hate. 】

[This is no nonsense, the anchor's luck is so good, there is a protagonist aura attached, saying that she is Dongyue the Great, I believe. 】

[Wait, is the anchor coming to the land? Why don't you tell me, I still want her signature. 】

He came to me and leaned over to smell it. He said, "Your soul must be very sweet. I can't wait to eat you."

He grabbed my collar, lifted me up, and then came to me, opened my mouth and began to draw my soul directly.

At this time, the voice of Zhengyang Zhenjun came from the earphone: "Shantou, the strength of Qingyang has not fully recovered!"

In my heart, he continued: "He is now a ghost king's cultivation, but he does not know why he was seriously injured. In addition to maintaining this ghost space, his own strength is not high."

Nine Lingzi touched his chin and said, "Yes, otherwise, with his strength, why not kill it directly? Instead, it must be so troublesome, let the aliens kill each other?"

He paused and laughed happily: "Because his current strength is equivalent to a young ghost, the ordinary five or six masters can kill him."

Huang Shanjun said: "But you can also find a way, or you can't kill it. Shantou, I will teach you."

My heart eagerly said: "Predecessors, beg you not to talk nonsense? I am going to be eaten by him!"

At this point, a white mist floated out of my nostrils and mouth and floated into his mouth.

That is my soul!

Damn!

Huang Shanjun said: "He should have got a baby in the blood pool hell. It is this baby that makes him increase his skill and can absorb himself. You only need to take the thing away."

baby? Where do I know where the treasure is!

After that, several seniors didn’t talk anymore. They wanted to test me. They told me the method. If I can’t beat Qingyang successfully, it means that I can’t help, and they won’t help. I.