I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

The Snake Ghost King no longer had the energy to worry about Chu He, and his ghost energy surged wildly, constantly confronting Wen.

Chu He, who used the square moon shield to block the ghost aura, gritted his teeth, endured the severe pain in his body and the lingering ghost aura that continued to erode in his body, and whispered.

"The horse made by Lu is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt."

Suddenly, Chu He disappeared in place, and was fifty meters away from the Snake Ghost King.

This distance is already the limit he can maintain.

"Tsk, it's too miserable. I used to be able to go up to 100 meters at a time."

Chu He sneered at himself, grabbed a handful of Fusheng Pill and Futi Pill, and stuffed it into his mouth like eating jelly beans.

In the air, the gigantic ghost aura of the Snake Ghost King and Wen Xiang's literary aura constantly collided, creating a powerful aftertaste that spread continuously.

Chu He checked his own situation while working hard on his culture.

Fusheng Pill and Futi Pill can be eaten casually, anyway, after getting the Tai Chi Furnace yesterday, no less than a hundred of each kind were made.

But the ghost in the body is a bit troublesome.

Fortunately, the remaining ghost energy in the body is different from the previous ghost energy entering the body.

Ghost qi entering the body means that ghost qi has already entered the Wen Xin, and it is mixed with Wen Qi in the body.

The current ghost energy just entered the body, far from affecting Wen Xin.

In the sea of ​​literature, the four books continuously exhaled the literary energy, expelling the ghost energy that entered the body, and recovered with difficulty.

And the Xinjian Wusu in his hand returned to Wen Hai the moment he flew out.

At this time, Xinjian Wusu had lost its usual sword intent, and there were five scratches left on the sword body, which were left by the Snake Ghost King's grasp.

Xin Jian was no longer beeping, and lost response to Chu He's call.

Chu He took a deep breath, resisting the impact of the air waves, and entered Wen Hai.

Wen Qi enveloped the heart sword, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was only seriously damaged, and it was not attached by ghost energy or showing any signs of breaking.

Xinjian Wusu and his Wenxin have the same origin, and if a Xinjian Wusu is destroyed, his Wenxin will also be shattered.

After checking briefly, he hurriedly exited Wenhai.

But before leaving, Chu He glanced at the four books and said.

"You have to hold on, or I will escape death tonight."

After exiting Wenhai, the Wenqi in the body was continuously recovered under the effect of Fusheng Pill.

Chu He looked at the sky, ignored the fighting of one person and one ghost, and immediately fell cross-legged on the ground, constantly recovering his vitality.

The Snake Ghost King is just one of them, and there is another strong man who has never shown up in the dark, who is constantly peeping.

It was predictable that once Wenxiang showed signs of fatigue, the hidden existence would immediately attack and cooperate with the Snake Ghost King to kill him in one fell swoop.

Chu He needs to restore his cultural energy to more than half as soon as possible, at least he must have the ability to protect himself and harass him.

A moment later, two powerful auras came from far and near.

One of them immediately attached to Wen Xiang and participated in the fight, while the other Wen Qi came to Chu He's side.

Chu He opened his eyes and saw Zhao Shanhe frowning, looking at him worriedly.

"How are you, can you still move? I'll take you to a safe place."

Chu He was taken aback when he heard that.

Where is there a safe place in the entire capital now? Without the support of the left minister, the capital formation can only be opened, and only those above the imperial city can be protected.

Zhao Shanhe nodded.

I really want to send myself to the imperial city.

Chu He took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"Don't worry about me, the snake ghost king's main target this time is Wen Xiang."

Zhao Shanhe frowned suddenly, but he figured out the problem in an instant.

He didn't look around and the possible enemies, and said in a low voice.

"In this case, then I will protect you better. What kind of strength can you achieve after you recover your combat power?"

Chu He thought for a while, fixed his eyes on Zhao Shanhe and said.

"Second product."

Second Grade...

Zhao Shanhe opened his mouth, didn't continue to marvel, but just spoke.

"You recover where you are, and I will protect you."

In the air, Longxi was constantly assisting Wen Xiang to attack the Snake Ghost King.

This is the capital city, the home of the human race. Wen Xiang is blessed by good luck here, and can even overwhelm the Snake Ghost King.

However, the Snake Ghost King is the Snake Ghost King after all, even if he is overwhelmed, it is difficult to deal a big blow to the Snake Ghost King.

Longxi surrounded the surrounding area, constantly harassing the Snake Ghost King.

The Snake Ghost King snorted coldly.

"insect!"

A ghostly aura suddenly blasted towards Longxi.

But Longxi had been prepared for a long time, how could he be easily attacked by the ghost energy? With a flash of literary energy, the figure has already flashed aside.

Wen Xiang shouted coldly.

"Snake Ghost King, this is the capital! Today is when you fall, and this is where you fall!"

The Snake Ghost King laughed loudly.

"Humans just like to talk big, Wen Xiang, if I am not prepared, would I come here easily?"

Suddenly, a huge ghostly aura covered the sky and covered everyone present.

Chu He suddenly opened his eyes and let out a loud shout.

"Get away!"

Under his sound, Wen Xiang and Long Xi had already moved far away, watching with cold eyes the majestic ghost energy continuously spreading around.

Zhao Shanhe on the side exclaimed.

"Dead zone!"

Chu He was stunned for a moment, a flash of confusion flashed in his eyes.

The reason why he yelled suddenly just now was because he sensed the aura of death from these ghost auras.

These breaths of death are different from ghost qi, and also different from Wen qi, it belongs to a kind of breath.

As long as he is contaminated by the breath, even a top-level Confucian scholar will be surrounded by death energy within a quarter of an hour, which will make it difficult to heal the wound and restore his literary energy.

The reason why Chu He is clear is because he once summoned the spirit of death when he used the swordsman.

It was also because of his death that he was able to escape under Li Lin and then kill Li Lin.

But how did Zhao Shanhe know?

Aware of Chu He's doubts, Zhao Shanhe spoke.

"Forty years ago, I faced a ghost king."

"The ghost king of the Bai family in the twelve families of the ghost world."

"At that time, I was already a top-level Confucianist, and I was not afraid to fight him on the Liangjie Mountain."

"It's just that when I was attacking, he suddenly released a stream of death energy. After I was infected, the literary energy suddenly froze."

"Fortunately, there were a few second-rank Confucian scholars not far away from the human race at that time, who assisted me in escaping immediately, otherwise I would have died here at that time."

"Afterwards, I investigated the ghost cultivator's breath that can stagnate my literary energy, and found that it does not belong to ghost cultivators alone, and the name of that breath is death breath."

"Death Qi is different from Wen Qi, Ghost Qi and Martial Qi. It is just a kind of breath, a kind of breath born under the great killing intent."

"I tried many methods later, and I didn't find out how the death air was born, but I know that the ghost king of the ghost family can call out the death air."