I cheated again

Half an hour before leaving Chou, Guijiu came to Kuguiyuan according to Guiyu's instructions. What shocked her was that, apart from the venerable Guardian Zuo, even half of the ghost envoys came.

The Ghost Envoy was established by the previous King of Ghosts, that is, the father of Guijiu and Guiyu. There are 13 people in total. They are in charge of imparting skills and teaching the Dharma. Although they have no right to directly manage political affairs, they have a high reputation. Every institution has their students Disciples belong to the people who respond to everyone.

Now Guardian Zuo has recruited half of them, that is to say...nearly half of the officials support her.

This posture was fine in the past, but now it really makes people completely unhappy, and even a little scary.

She silently glanced back, although she didn't know where Guiyu was, she never believed that she didn't come.

She didn't know what would happen to these people, but it must not be much better, she just hoped that it would not affect her.

"Lord Ghost King..." Zuo Hufa took the lead in saluting, and the six ghost envoys behind him also echoed.

Guijiu was so frightened by this address that he quickly shied away: "Sir, please don't call me Ghost King anymore. Now....Ghost language has returned, so I don't need to mention my fake name for the time being."

Zuo Hufa thought she was being modest, and said with a smile: "How could it be a fake? The previous kings were unworthy of virtue and stupid, so my vast ghost clan was confined to this square inch and could not leave for thousands of years. Not only did you cultivate He is profound, broad-minded, and ambitious, and he will be able to overthrow Ghost Whispers in a short time and win the Ninth Five-Year Championship!"

The ghost envoys behind him also praised Guijiu and belittled Guiyu one by one, making her talk so gaudy that they almost believed their lies.

Fortunately, the cold touch from the phalanx in the palm of her hand pulled her back in time, and she hurriedly changed the subject: "Guardian Zuo should get down to business as soon as possible. Why did you call me here? And this phalanx... the Demon Lord How could you drag you to give this thing to me??"

Guardian Zuo laughed loudly: "It's inconvenient for old man Yuanyuan to tell you about this, but please rest assured, my lord, Mozun has absolutely no malicious intentions. As for today..."

He paused for a moment, and pointed to the back as if deliberately tantalizing: "Please, sir, follow me."

Guijiu faintly had a bad premonition, and subconsciously wanted to escape, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a ghostly voice: "Follow him."

She looked back suddenly, but saw nothing, as if the sound that brushed past her ear just now was her illusion.

"Lord Ghost King?" Zuo Hufa frowned and repeated it again.

Difficult to retreat, Guijiu had no choice, and finally struggled a little in his heart for a while, then made up his mind to follow. "

After they left, Guiyu walked out from behind the rock, and beside her was Ruan Ruan who was forced to watch.

"That... shall we continue?"

Guiyu glanced at Ruan Ruan faintly, followed quickly without saying anything.

Ruan Ruan actually didn't want to go there at all, she panicked at the thought of having something to do with the Demon Lord Lan Yan, but she was afraid of being pursued by ghost words, so she had to set up the Twelve Golden Bells ahead of time, and bravely followed.

They walked along the gloomy valley, surrounded by silence and desolation, gradually, even insects, plants and trees disappeared, leaving only cold rocks and empty sand.

Guijiu wanted to ask a few times, but she suppressed it. The further she walked, the more flustered she became, and the blood flow in her body became slower and slower, as if being suppressed by something extremely powerful.

She had the same feeling as Ghost Whisper in the dark, but different from her, she felt the breath was familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

"Here we are." Guardian Zuo suddenly stopped, in front of him was a huge underground palace, the stone gate was tightly wound by countless chains, and ancient runes were engraved on it.

"This is..." Guijiu couldn't help touching her chest, her heart was beating slowly due to being suppressed, and her instinct told her that the things inside were enough to kill her completely.

Zuo Hufa stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and said: "I wonder if my lord has ever heard the story of Fenghuang and Tuntian Python?"

Guijiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

It is rumored that in the ancient times, Tuntian Python and Fenghuang fought for the throne, and both fell in the end. The demon world cannot live without an emperor, but Fenghuang's family donated a drop of blood to revive Fenghuang with secret techniques, making him become Fengdi.

"It is rumored that Tuntian Mang was lucky enough to be broadcast by the Immortal Emperor and became Yinglong, but you know what happened to Emperor Feng later?"

Guijiu shook his head, "Anyway, he's dead."

Zuo Hufa laughed loudly: "That's right, Emperor Feng is indeed dead, but it's not because of the exhaustion of Yuanshou, but because of the backlash of the secret technique, and the bursting of tendons and veins. Her soul cannot enter reincarnation due to mottled, and can only be imprisoned in the ghost domain, forever. Don't be overborn!"

Guijiu was shocked by the frenzy in his eyes, and took a breath: "Could it be that behind... is the soul of Emperor Feng?!"

"Not bad!"

Zuo Hufa took over the pitch-black phalanx and fondled the tiny bumps on it greedily: "Most of Emperor Feng's bones have been destroyed. This is her last phalanx. Although it has been polluted by resentment, it is enough to revive her."

"As long as Emperor Feng is around, what is a mere ghost talk?"

Guijiu took a deep look at the pitch-black phalanx, and the cool touch seemed to follow him everywhere, just imagining it made him feel terrified all over his body.

Ordinary grievances can at most confuse ghosts and turn them into ghosts, but they can't affect the bones.But this phalanx is so dark that it doesn't contain any color, what kind of resentment can infect it here!I can't complain that the underground palace here is firmly sealed. If Emperor Feng's soul escapes from the sky, it will definitely cause a bloody storm in Huangquan!

"No!" Guijiu retorted, "Have you ever thought about the common people in Huangquan?"

The six ghost envoys sneered, and Zuo Hufa shook his head and sighed: "If you can't break it, you can't stand it. For the great cause of your lord, what's the point of sacrificing a few lives? Why don't you look farther, my lord? I will be in charge of the next reincarnation. When will I be short of manpower?" ?”

Guijiu pursed her lips, only now did she realize how crazy these people were.

A few more waves of quarrel broke out between them, Guijiu felt that she couldn't say anything, stopped talking nonsense, stood up and stood in front of the stone gate.

"What are you doing, sir?" Zuo Hufa said in a bad tone.

Guijiu didn't bother to say much, and sacrificed a two-foot-long black wooden sword. "If the Dharma protector is still obsessed with obsession, then I have no choice but to act for the heavens."

Guardian Zuo's complexion was extremely ugly, and his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to nail the ghost dove through on the spot.

After staring at each other for a long time, he snorted coldly, turned around, and pretended to compromise: "Since your lord has already said so, the old man has no choice but to give up this method."

After hearing this, Guijiu really let go of her guard, "It's good to know..."

As soon as she finished speaking, a withered hand suddenly grabbed it and pointed it directly at the center of her eyebrows.

She was caught off guard, and hurriedly raised her sword to block back, but she couldn't stop it because she was a beat too late.

Seeing that she was about to be hit, she gave up resisting. Anyway, since she was immortal, she would suffer some pain at most.

He closed his eyes, but the attack did not land for a long time, and he heard the voice of a ghost whispering in doubt: "Ai Qing said to do it? Do you want to get rid of this king?"

Guijiu opened his eyes and saw Guiyu's tall figure standing in front of him, and felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

Zuo Hufa was kicked away, and his forehead hit the rock, a little dazed.

The six ghost messengers couldn't believe it: "You, why are you here!"

The ghost whispered a half-smile: "Why can't I?"

She pulled the ghost dove back, glanced at a strand of broken hair on her forehead, and stretched out her hand to pinch it off.Guijiu didn't move at all, very well-behaved, like a rag doll, allowing her to move.

If you just look carefully, you will find that her breath is unconsciously held, and her hands are clenched tightly.

The ghost envoy also came to his senses, glaring at Guijiu angrily, "Guijiu, you are working hand in hand with Guiyu!"

Guiyu sneered: "She is my biological "sister", she is not with me, is she still with you?"

She was too lazy to talk nonsense with this group of dying people, and took the black wooden sword and drew three sword qi in a row.The six ghost envoys were unable to dodge in time, one of them took his head on the spot, and the rest were scratched.

They knew they couldn't escape, so they sacrificed their weapons one after another, and shot together, trying to make up for the gap in strength with numbers.

Guiyu was disdainful, and methodically fought against five people at the same time.On the way, a deep sword qi slashed at her face, but she dodged it sideways, but her arm was inevitably injured.

"Master Dharma Protector is old, and you want to come up to join in the fun?" Gui Yu said indifferently.

Zuo Hufa's eyes were frenzied, and his eyes were about to burst: "If you kill you, no one in this ghost domain can stop this old man!"

Guiyu sneered, and his backhand was a sword.

The seven of them were fighting like a raging fire, and no one noticed that the dark finger bones that fell on the ground were soaked in blood and gave off a faint red light, and the tightly wound long chains were constantly tightening, showing a faint tendency to break.

The light of the sword, the clanging of iron objects, the ghost envoy and the left protector were already at a disadvantage due to the suppression of their cultivation, and it became even more difficult when the ghost dove joined with their swords.

Suddenly, a dagger flew silently from behind the rock, and its powerful force could even shatter the void.

With a sound of Peng, the dagger exploded suddenly, and Zuo Hufa, who had just danced vigorously with the sword, stopped suddenly, his eyes stared like copper bells, a small stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and he fell backwards.

Guiyu squinted at Ruan Ruan who was hiding behind a circle of light waves, heard her excited shout, raised her eyebrows, and launched an attack with more force, but the corner of her mouth always had a slight arc.

The people around him fell down one after another, and the ghost messengers became more and more flustered. In the end, they even discarded their helmets and armor, turned around and fled, and were broken in midair by the three sword qi of the ghost language.

The canyon is dim, and many things are not very clear.Guiyu stepped forward and destroyed their primordial spirits one by one, pulled out their souls, and imprisoned them in the ghost streamers, planning to go back and deal with them.

Ruan Ruan walked out from behind the rock, took a deep look at Shimen, and sighed inwardly.

Who would have thought that Emperor Feng, who was once looked up to by others, would end up never being able to reincarnate.

She suddenly remembered the phalanx, and was about to ask, but heard a piercing explosion, and the tightly wound chains on the stone door broke.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and a long, sharp cry came from inside the stone gate.

The author has something to say: Reader: Hey, didn’t you say you want to double update a few days ago?Why not double update?

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