Invincibility Starts With A Punch Martial Dao

Chapter 105

Ghost Valley.

Xia Wuji wiped out the last remnant soul of He Zhenxiong in the Qiu Shui Spirit Sword, and tried to inject the qi into it, and the Qiu Shui Sword immediately bloomed with a shocking brilliance.

can use!

His eyes lit up.

But then he sighed in his heart.

It’s a pity it’s a sword!

Actually, he can’t use a sword, but he doesn’t like it very much.

Although I don’t like it very much, the spirit sword can still play a significant role when it is critical.

He didn’t let Qiu Shuijian recognize the master, but put it away.

He walked to He Zhenxiong’s body, touched him, and found that apart from the storage ring, nothing else was found.

It seems that the good things are hidden in the storage ring.

He Zhenxiong has died, and the storage ring has become an unowned thing.

Mental Energy enters…

The corner of Xia Wuji’s mouth turned into a satisfactory arc.

Immediately he put it away, his legs bent, and he slammed on the ground.

All the bones on the ground shook up, and then the whole person rushed up like a cannonball.

Go back to the upper passage and walk out of the hole without looking back.

It may seem unpleasant, but in fact, a few meters away, I got out of the cave in a blink of an eye.

Look up to the sky.

The sky was full of stars, and a waning moon hung in the distant sky.

Under the night, the entire Yuguizong is like a gloomy horror The Underworld.

Night is the world of ghosts.

It is also his world.

Rumbling–

A figure arrived at extreme speed from a distance, bringing wind and thunder bursts.

Xia Wuji’s eyes were sharp, and he could tell at a glance that he was the Gold Core elder who broke into Immortal Cave with He Zhenxiong.

He Yuguan arrived quickly, behind the huge ghost king like a shadow, the terrifying coercion overwhelmed the world.

“You killed my son?”

He Yuguan shouted violently while hunting in clothes, with white hair flying.

He felt the breath of He Zhenxiong that had not yet dissipated from Xia Wuji.

Xia Wuji narrowed her eyes and saw the huge ghost king tens of feet high, and the corners of her mouth were curved.

Is this huge?

Thoughts moved.

The ghost king clone appeared.

Big!

Peng~

The black robe of the ghost king’s clone suddenly exploded, and his body soared, reaching a height of one hundred meters.

At this time, the ghost king clone is no longer a black gas, but a solid body with bulging muscles all over the body.

Not a handsome boy, but a real evil spirit with a hideous face, blue-faced fangs, and a dark body.

His long hair was windless and swaying in the air wanton, two rings hung on his ears, wide-mouthed tiger eyes, and a hideous and terrifying face.

A broad back, well-developed pectoral muscles, and unimaginable thick arms.

The two legs are like Optimus pillars, and the long legs are several meters long, dancing wildly.

The whole body is cast like molten iron.

As soon as he appeared, the fierce power rushed into the sky, scaring He Yuguan’s ghost king with horror.

Dammit, met the real king!

He Yuguan himself was dumbfounded.

This is… the ghost king?

It’s too big!

And it’s still an entity!

Do ghosts have entities?

This is not a devil…or is it a devil?

The ghost king clone opened his mouth wide and grinned: “Jie Jie Jie, let’s talk, you want to die several times!”

The sound shook everywhere, piercing the soul.

After all, the huge palm suddenly clenched, forming a huge fist.

A fist struck He Yuguan and the ghost king behind him.

The space burst, forming a terrifying ripple, and the whole world seemed to be distorted.

not good!

Feeling the great power, He Yuguan suddenly became dead.

With hand seals with both hands, various defensive talismans appeared without money, and appeared in front of him.

Layers on top of each other in an instant, brilliant.

“Block me—”

He Yuguan roared.

boom! ! !

Dozens of huge talismans were blown out by one punch.

No matter how strong Fuluo needs Magic power to support it, it is clear that He Yuguan’s Magic power is not enough to maximize Fuluo’s defense.

At the same time, the level of these talismans was not enough to resist the pure and huge physical power of the ghost king clone.

Regardless of your magic power, I broke it with one punch!

His fist strength did not diminish, and he slammed He Yuguan and the trembling ghost king fiercely.

Peng~~~

The sky was full of blood and rain, and the black mist was permeated.

He Yuguan and his ghost king were beaten with a punch.

The ghost king clone grabbed the remnant soul of He Yuguan and his ghost king energy with a big hand, and swallowed them all.

Xia Wuji took a move and put away He Yuguan’s storage ring.

With a thought, the ghost king clone took a hundred feet away, striding into the darkness.

Bang bang bang…

The mountain burst and cracked.

Countless wailing…

That night, no one escaped from the Yuguizong except for those outside, and all of them were killed.

At this time, Xia Wuji was reading a book leisurely in Yuguizong’s Library.

As for the sleepy old man guarding Library, he has let him fall asleep forever.

Most of the library in the library is some ghost control, and even some room tricks, as well as the side door.

It’s like picking and cutting, turning people into animals, peeling skins, and raising ghosts to harm people.

Xia Wuji always sneered at these sorceries.

Only those who are not right in their minds, who are evil in their hearts, and who are not right in the three views can cultivate this kind of thing.

In Yuguizong, these evil arts are neatly and orderly placed on the bookshelf, which shows that this Sect itself is a very evil Sect.

On the contrary, some upright books were randomly placed on a small partition below.

“Nanzhou Chronicles” is one of them.

Xia Wuji flipped through the book. The powerful Mental Energy reads the book extremely fast, almost one page per second.

I quickly finished reading this “Nanzhou Chronicles”.

“Unexpectedly, there are so many Sects in this southern state…”

Qingxuan Pavilion, Yuguizong, Dimozong, Silver Sword Sect, Hehuan Sect, Su Nv Valley…

Using Xue Wuhen’s criteria, none of these Sects are classified.

He put away the “Nanzhou Chronicles” casually, and all other sorcery was destroyed by him.

In the lower corner of the bookshelf, there are a few books.

Xia Wuji’s eyes lit up slightly.

Is there a good Cultivation Technique?

Generally speaking, opportunities come from this way.

For example, the book on the legs of a table is actually a fragment of a peerless Cultivation Technique…many people just don’t know the goods.

Is this too?

Xia Wuji excitedly picked up the dusty books.

With a trembling of his hand, the dust was swept away, and a few words from the books were suddenly revealed: “On the Importance of Posture” and “What should I do if I become weak after a night?” “After the ghost enters the body, does the person control the ghost or the ghost controls the person”.

Xia Wuji was a little curious, opened it and took a look…

Can not help but be extremely disappointed.

It is not a secret book, but some explanations of some of the younger disciples’ experience on controlling ghosts.

At this moment, the ghost king clone came back.

He recovered to his height, handed him a dozen storage rings and a pile of storage bags, and then disappeared.

Seeing so many trophies in his hands, Xia Wuji sighed slightly. The amount of work is a bit heavy.

Immediately began to explore one by one with excited eyes…

All the underpants and obscene clothes were thrown aside, and the Spirit Stones were all put away.

After a while, I turned to a book, yellow, the kind of earthy yellow pages.

But seeing the writing above, Xia Wuji’s eyes lit up.

“Martial Skill footwork!”