Liaozhai Great Sage

"Could it be that this person has already cultivated into a golden arhat?"

The ghost with the long knife turned his mind sharply, thinking about all the reasons, and finally he could only think of the possibility of the golden body arhat.

If an eminent monk in the mortal world becomes a golden arhat, if he enters the underworld, he will be the nemesis of all ghosts in the underworld, even the king of ghosts can hardly resist a golden arhat.

"No, it's impossible. This person entered the underworld with a living body. At such a young age, he will definitely not be able to become a golden arhat, and he is not a monk."

The ghost general with the long knife scratched his head at this time, but he couldn't figure out how there was such a weird person as Li Xiuyuan.

What is wrong with this mortal world, such a powerful guy is still a mortal body.

While he was thinking, Li Xiuyuan had already repelled all the Yin soldiers, and then came to the side of the ghost general with long sword, and stretched out his hand to pat lightly.

"Bold."

The ghost general with the long knife was furious immediately, and the big knife in his hand was aimed at Li Xiuyuan's Tianling cover and chopped off.

But his result was the same. Li Xiuyuan stretched out his hand and patted the ghost horse that sat down. Immediately, the ghost horse screamed and was directly shot into a cloud of black smoke, which smelled like paper dust. It was a horse, obviously just a paper horse made of paper, but now it was turned into black paper ashes when he slapped it, and it was blown away by the wind.

As for the ghost general with the long sword.

The knife in his hand had already been broken, and the armor was also shattered. The whole person flew out directly, and he didn't know which direction he landed in the city.

"After defeating this ghost general, I guess the ghost king should show up." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself.

It doesn't make sense if this doesn't happen again.

Sure enough, when Li Xiuyuan walked to the center of the city, in one direction of the ghost town, a mass of thick dark clouds soared into the sky, covering the dark sky, and bursts of battle drums rumbled, accompanied by the neighing of ghost horses.

A pair of huge eyes emerged from the dark clouds, staring at Li Xiuyuan below with anger.

1 Chapter Twenty

Dark clouds cover the city, and drums burst out.

Plus the pair of huge eyes above the sky.

No matter how you look at this kind of formation, it doesn't look like a ghost general can make it out. It seems that the ghost king of this ghost city has appeared, and it is still the same as imagined. The ghost general was defeated, and finally couldn't bear to show his face.

"Are you the ghost king of this ghost city?" Li Xiuyuan asked to be on the safe side.

"I am the red-haired ghost king of the underworld. You mere mortal dare to break into my ghost city, kill my ghost soldiers, and hurt my ghost general. Say, how do you want to die?"

A huge sound came from the black cloud, overshadowing the sound of the war drum and the neighing of ghost horses, it was like thunder exploding, making people terrified.

"I want to die at the end of my life."

Li Xiuyuan looked up at the huge eyes in the dark cloud and said.

"..." The red-haired ghost king.

Afterwards, the red-haired ghost king was furious; "A mere mortal dares to play with a ghost king in the underworld. He is simply seeking his own death. Today we will definitely keep you in the underworld, and you will never be reborn forever."

"Don't talk big, you can't keep me."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "I think we should sit down and talk calmly."

"Whoever is free to sit down and talk with you calmly, the ghost will obey the order and take him down." The red-haired ghost king issued an order angrily.

"Boom~!"

The black clouds above the sky split, and the two ghost generals rushed down from the sky with the Yin soldiers, and went straight to Li Xiuyuan in a menacing manner. This number is no longer comparable to the hundreds of Yin soldiers before. , the number is at least several thousand.

Being able to become the king of ghosts, possessing so many ghost soldiers is indeed capable of being king.

The ghost general took the lead, and countless yin soldiers slanted down as if falling from the sky, with the intention of drowning Li Xiuyuan. If any cultivator encountered this situation, he would definitely be swallowed by these thousands of yin soldiers There is not even a bone residue left.

The ghost soldiers in this underworld are not simple things, especially there are ghost generals and ghost kings here.

"Why do you do it again? It's really not good to shout and kill if you don't agree with your words."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "Since you can't talk to me in a peaceful mood, then I have no choice but to continue to reason with you. I hope you can understand my good intentions this time."

He didn't bother to continue to wave his fists to repel them with such vicious soldiers, so he just went straight to the point.

Thinking of this, he tore off the jade belt around his waist.

There is no need to block one's own breath.

Om~!

The saint's aura emanated from the underworld, and the whole ghost city was trembling at this moment, and the peaceful underworld seemed to be about to collapse at this moment.

"Boom~!"

The place where Li Xiuyuan was was centered on him, and the aura spread out, and the buildings in the surrounding ghost towns were instantly changed back to their original appearance by the aura. They were houses made of paper, and then blown by the wind, the buildings made of paper All the houses were turned into paper ashes, flying all over the sky.

The Yin soldiers who came over were even more unlucky, they entered into his aura and immediately let out a miserable cry, and were sent flying to some unknown place.

The two leading ghosts will bear the brunt even more.

Even if they were ghost generals, their fate was the same as that of ordinary Yin soldiers. They couldn't even get close to Li Xiuyuan's body, but as soon as they entered the range of breath, they were blown away without a trace.

The Yin soldiers culled all over the sky, at this time, are flying all over the sky like leaves swept by a strong wind. I don’t know how many Yin soldiers have been impacted by the saint’s breath and flew out directly, and then one by one half dead from the sky. Falling up and down, the ghost's body was severely injured, and all of a sudden, ordinary ghosts were removed from the border of the Yin soldiers, and they no longer had the ability to do evil.

Wherever the breath is shrouded, the world is shaken.

At this moment, on a small hill outside the ghost town.

A middle-aged man in a vermilion official uniform stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at everything that happened in the ghost town.

"In the end it was a fight with the red-haired ghost king."

The city god of Guobei City laughed: "Gods and ghosts are not close, all evils are warded off, a born sage is really a sharp knife, the ghost king of the underworld is so majestic, he governs a land, and he is king of the land, just like a prince in the world, enjoying all the glory and wealth , Such a character can't even lift his head in front of the saints in the world, it's really a thing of the world."

"No matter how fast the saber of the sage in the world is, isn't it still in the master's hand?" said the captain of the Yin soldiers who accompanied him, patting his horse.

"No, no one can control a saint in the world. If he gets angry, the City God will punish him. Don't think about those naive things. After this incident, Li Xiuyuan will wake up, and he will soon know what the City God is thinking. Time still needs to be stable."

The City God said: "But it doesn't matter, the purpose of the City God's trip has been achieved. Even if the red-haired ghost king is not dead today, the three ghost generals and thousands of ghost soldiers will be damaged. This ghost city is surprisingly empty today. Let's go. Let me go to the ghost town with me, this opportunity is rare right now."

As he said that, he immediately waved his hand, and the Yin soldiers behind him turned into a puff of smoke and went straight to the ghost city.

Although there are not many Yin soldiers, they are enough for the City God.

His own strength is insufficient, but the strength of the red-haired ghost king is even more insufficient right now.

In the ghost city, accompanied by Li Xiuyuan's aura, all the Yin soldiers who approached were swept away, and there was no Yin soldier within ten feet nearby. The ghost is the cover above the sky. The dark clouds above the head are far away in shock at this moment.