Seeking the Way of Immortality

The Evil Ghost Realm was opened for three years, and now only half a year has passed. Since Wu Zheng entered the fourth area, he is no longer anxious.

The Futu Ghost Tower needs about 100,000 ghost king-level souls, but now there are only 800.

There are countless evil ghosts in the Evil Ghost Realm, and their combat power is superb. Killing evil ghosts in the Evil Ghost Realm and entering the Futu Ghost Tower is definitely the best choice, not to mention that there are various source stones to collect, which can be said to be a hundred benefits without any harm.

On this day, Wu Zheng went forward for dozens of miles.

On a hilltop, there is a rare "Blood Spirit Holy Fruit Tree". On the tree, there are more than 60 bright red Blood Spirit Holy Fruits. The fragrance of the Blood Spirit Holy Fruit spreads for more than 30 miles even in a place like the Evil Ghost Realm.

The reason why Wu Zheng appeared here was because he was lured by the fragrance. Not only Wu Zheng, but also many ghost cultivators were lured here, including some powerful ghost saints. What surprised Wu Zheng was that the four peak ghost saints including the bloodthirsty demon were also among the group, but the ghost emperor Mo Chou was not there, and no one knew where he had gone.

After seeing Wu Zheng, the bloodthirsty demon saints wanted to join him, but were stopped by Wu Zheng.

Many ghost cultivators had just arrived here, and a rare evil ghost tide also appeared quietly. There were tens of thousands of fourth-level evil ghosts roaring over, a large red area, surrounding the entire mountain. As for Wu Zheng and other ghost cultivators, they had been wrapped up without knowing it.

Blood was lingering all over their bodies, dripping on the ground from time to time. Tens of thousands of evil ghosts gathered together, and the terrifying pressure directly pressed the wind and clouds to change color.

The Blood Spirit Holy Fruit is a rare precious medicine for body refining. Although it cannot make a person's body holy, it can temper the body of a cultivator twice or even multiple times. It contains a huge amount of blood energy. No matter what kind of creature swallows it, it can increase its strength by 10,000 jin out of thin air, and it can be superimposed.

This feature of the Blood Spirit Holy Fruit is not possessed by many spiritual medicines. In other words, if Wu Zheng swallows more than 60 Blood Spirit Holy Fruits, then Wu Zheng can increase his strength by 600,000 jin out of thin air. With his own strength, it is easy to challenge the level above.

This kind of precious medicine is heaven-defying!

"Fellow Taoists, the Blood Spirit Holy Fruit is just ahead. The evil ghosts have surrounded us. We came to the underworld together. Why don't we kill the evil ghosts first, and then fight for the Blood Spirit Holy Fruit with our own abilities? What do you think?" A peak ghost saint glanced coldly at everyone and the evil ghosts, and then spoke in a deep voice.

"Since Xuyuan Ghost Saint has spoken, we have no objection."

"Fellow Daoist Xuyuan, this method is feasible!"

"Senior, we have no objection."

"Okay, fellow Daoists, follow me to kill these evil ghosts!"

Wu Zheng and the Bloodthirsty Demon Saint nodded, and one by one, they drove the escape light and roared towards the group of ghost king-level evil ghosts. Many ghost cultivators seemed to have used up their strength, but in fact, everyone was holding back, in order to compete for the blood spirit holy fruit on the top of the mountain.

The ghost cultivators who dared to enter the evil ghost world, no matter how strong or weak their cultivation was, were not stupid people who only knew how to kill the enemy. Everyone was smarter than a ghost!

There were more than 10,000 fourth-level evil ghosts on the opposite side, and there were as many as 20 ghost saint-level strongmen, nearly 100 ghost king-level strongmen, and more than 300 ghost emperor-level strongmen.

No matter whether everyone used up their strength or not, it was not difficult to kill more than 10,000 ghost king-level evil ghosts.

Those ghost kings were already extremely intelligent, and the evil ghost world was their home ground. They used their magical powers and spells one by one, and their power was no less than that of ordinary ghost kings.

More than a dozen ghost kings were careless and were killed by evil ghosts on the spot. Wu Zheng took advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention, and quietly opened the stupa ghost tower, absorbing the souls of the ghost cultivators who were killed into the stupa ghost tower. He controlled the ghost king seal and blocked all the black light around him. No one suspected it was him.

All the ghost cultivators were veteran ghost cultivators in the underworld. All their magical powers and spells were either dark attribute power or yin attribute power, so Wu Zheng had to use dark attribute power to kill the enemy with everyone.

He killed the enemy at the level of ghost king. Although his combat power was extraordinary, he could only fight more than ten evil ghosts.

The twenty ghost saints could kill a large number of evil ghosts every time they attacked, but after those evil ghosts were chopped to pieces, they could be reborn again in just a few breaths.

Some ghost saints used the Netherworld Ghost Flame, which distorted the burning void. After being killed, those evil ghosts were directly covered by the Netherworld Ghost Flame. It was impossible for them to be reborn again.

Wu Zheng fought against more than ten evil ghosts at the level of Ghost King. He moved around and took dozens of breaths to kill an evil ghost. Although those evil ghosts were only at the level of Ghost King, their combat power was close to that of Ghost King in the crazy fight.

In less than an incense stick of time, more than 30 ghost cultivators at the level of Ghost King died, and even one ghost cultivator at the level of Ghost King was killed, while the group of evil ghosts only died more than 300.

Seeing this, Xu Yuan Ghost Saint shouted: "Fellow Daoists, if everyone does not use all their strength, wait until the evil ghosts devour each other, then don't blame me for not reminding you."

After speaking, Xu Yuan Ghost Saint held a sharp sword, with a piece of Netherworld Ghost Flame floating above his head. The sharp sword in his hand swept across, and a large number of evil ghosts were killed.

"Fellow Daoists, the rabbit dies and the fox mourns, let's fight side by side!"

"Hey, I'm Hongsheng here!"

A ghost saint holding a black stick, fighting vigorously, his body flashing with black light, and all the evil ghosts to be killed are wiped out.

Elsewhere, a ghost king holding a black bow and arrow, every arrow shot out will shake the sky, and under the loud noise, an evil ghost will inevitably fall.

The Red Emperor Sword in Wu Zheng's hand shimmered with dark brilliance. With one strike of the sword, an evil ghost must be killed. However, after being killed, those evil ghosts will condense and take shape again within a few breaths. Much stronger than before.

But this did not affect Wu Zheng's speed of killing enemies. Lan Ting swayed like a snake and ran to Wu Zheng's side at some point. Wu Zheng was killing the enemies in front, and she was destroying the reunited evil ghosts behind.

The two of them were in tandem, killing the enemy much faster than the others.

Peanut-sized Origin Stones of various colors were put into the storage space by Wu Zheng. The ghosts of the beheaded evil spirits were also quietly put into the Pagoda Ghost Tower by him. The Ghost King's Seal roared every time. Once it hits the ground, it will definitely suppress an evil ghost, and its power is terrifying.

With the concerted efforts of everyone, half of the more than 10,000 evil ghosts were killed alive. However, although everyone was strong, the evil ghosts were not weak. The ghost cultivators also suffered heavy casualties. Half of the more than 200 ghost emperors were killed or injured. On the left and right, six strong men at the Ghost Lord level died again, and a strong man in the early stage of the Ghost Saint was also injured by the self-explosion of dozens of evil ghosts.

The battle was so brutal that everyone's scalps went numb!