A hundred miles south of Yong'an City, in an abandoned village.

The vision falls downward into unknown dimensions and into the boundless underworld.

There is a dark earth and a gray sky here.

It seems like we are in a picture scroll here. The miserable wind blows and the picture scroll shakes, so that the whole world is deformed and trembling.

And here, a city appeared in the black and gray of this painting, a ghostly city full of resentment and unwillingness.

Looking from a distance, you can see countless ghosts with pale faces. Some of them hold their heads in their hands; some stick out their tongues and even drag them to their chests; some are stiff and jump when walking; some are wet and wet.

Everywhere I walked was full of water stains; some were rotten and old, full of stench; some had broken limbs and were crawling...

They are all kinds of strange and omnipresent, but they live an honest life in this city. There seem to be many hotels, shops, pedestrians, beggars, restaurants, stalls, sideshows, porters, and brothels, just like

They were the same as before.

But everything is different. The food in the restaurant is either eyes or ears, and the drinks served are thick with blood.

The butcher hung the meat on the chopping board without knowing that he had dissected the evil spirit, and the eyes on the severed head were still blinking.

There are always some fingers, toes, heart, liver, spleen and lungs that can be fished out of the food sold at the stall.

The pedestrians and traders who were coming and going did not dare to make a single sound, as if they were afraid of disturbing some terrifying existence. They all conducted their transactions with gestures with their hands, and it was eerily quiet, and also eerily quiet.

But in stark contrast to this eerie silence was what was outside the city, which was in the south. Outside the city gate, there were sounds of suonas wailing and wailing, and there were evil ghosts crying and howling, resounding throughout the world, and then filled with endless shouts of killing, a wave of

The waves are like tidal waves, never ending.

They were all burly and majestic evil ghosts. They wore armor with "pawns" on them, and under the leadership of the ghost generals, they launched attacks again and again.

There are only six enemies among them.

It was in the center of the battlefield. There were five people standing in a circle. The thin but extremely tough golden sword was surrounded by light. It brought up layers of sword energy, crushing all enemies who wanted to break through the barrier.

There were also several rays of sword light criss-crossing the outside, like shining rainbows, constantly criss-crossing among the ghost army, killing countless evil ghosts.

The most eye-catching thing is one of them. The ten-foot-long sword light comes and goes. It can pierce the bodies of countless ghosts with just one casual blow, and tear apart countless innocent souls with just one casual twist.

, even if the ghost general came forward, it would be difficult to stop the power of his sword.

They are very strong, and the sharpness of their swords is almost unstoppable, but this is the Yin Earth, and the evil ghosts and their innocent souls are like the tide, and they can be killed endlessly.

"Uncle, can this go on like this? We can't hold on much longer." In the center of the golden sword circle, a handsome but pale young swordsman shouted:

In fact, none of the people who were besieged had a good-looking face, especially among them, Baling'er had fallen into a coma, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath seemed to be gone. What's more serious was that his flying sword was beside him.

But it has been broken into two pieces.

The natal flying sword was broken, this is no ordinary injury!

The leader, who was called Uncle Master, was an old man with white beard and hair but a strong spirit. He pursed his lips tightly and asked: "How much of the elixir to restore mana is left?"

Another older disciple replied in a hoarse voice: "It's almost gone. We can't hold on much longer."

As he spoke, he smiled miserably: "We were all unscathed in the battle with the Mountain Monarch and the Demon Kingdom. Today, we actually fell into the hands of this ghost. To be honest, I am really unwilling to accept it!

But, uncle, you can break out of the encirclement. If you are alone and have a sword, even the ghost king can’t stop you. As long as you leave, these evil ghost kings will have to be buried with us. It’s not a loss if you die!”

"Yes, uncle, leave us alone, you go first!"

"Yes, uncle, you must report it to the sect and ask the inner sect elders to come out. This ghost will be wiped out."

Someone started, and the other three immediately started making noises. Faced with the catastrophe of life and death, no one even flinched.

On the other hand, the old man's eyes were slightly focused. After looking around at everyone, he paused slightly on a girl, and then laughed: "The sword I repaired at Wuhui Peak is the sword of the brave. When the sword comes out, it will never return. When the sword comes out, it will never return."

regret.

Do you think that if I run away from the battle, I can hold the sword's heart?

However, it really won’t work if this goes on, and it’s time to give it a try. Later, you will act based on my eyes.”

After speaking, he no longer looked at the crowd, but faced the tide of ghost soldiers and generals, standing upright like a rock.

However, in the corner where no one could see, he was whispering, as if he was talking about something, and there were also slight sounds in the ears of several sword cultivators.

Just like that, in less than a moment, the old man reached out and made a move, and the shocking sword light fell from the sky. He also jumped up, linked his body with the sword, and rushed out.

"How evil, how evil, get out of here, get out of here, you dare to ambush my Xinghe Sword Sect members, but you don't dare to come out to fight, you are like a rat!"

The loud voice resounded throughout the world, and was accompanied by a sword light that came and went in a horizontal direction, killing countless enemies. Even the city wall was hacked with cracks by the sword, and less than half of it collapsed.

Inside the city wall, on the altar made of human bones, there was a dark ghost with long arms and legs, almost ten feet tall, sitting cross-legged. It had dozens of pairs of small ears on its green-faced and fanged head, which was extremely weird.

But what is undeniable is that the overwhelming ghostly energy spreads from him, even covering the entire city.

Next to him, there was a one-legged monster lying prone. It was long, black, powerful, and covered with hair. It was a mandrill.

The evil ghost king put one hand on the mandrill's head and stroked it back and forth.

"Hehehe, if you use the Galaxy Sword Sect to scare me, do you really think that the Ghost King is really scared?

Kill, kill, I will let you kill, and when all your mana is exhausted, I will capture you, and then I will let you know what it means to not be able to survive and not to die!"

As if he was proud of his words, the evil ghost king also let out a series of breathtaking laughter, but looking at the increasingly powerful sword light, he seemed to understand something and exclaimed: "No, he wants to escape!

"

With that said, he no longer cared about anything else, but stretched out his hand and pressed towards the outside of the city.

Boom!

Between heaven and earth, an infinitely large white bone ghost claw suddenly appeared and descended, as if it was going to flatten and crush everything.

Just when the Evil Ghost King took action, the sword rainbow became stronger and stronger, and the sharp edge even split the space of the Yin Earth, as if it was accumulating power and seemed to be breaking out of the ground.

But just when the white-bone ghost claw appeared, the sword light turned and suddenly shot into the sky, turning into a sword rainbow that tore the heaven and earth apart. It stabbed at the sky-covering ghost claw with an aura that was deadly to the enemy.

Soon after, there was only one explosion, and the world seemed to have returned to silence.

The Evil Ghost King screamed and immediately retracted his palm, only to see that there was a wound between his palms, almost cutting off the entire ghost claw.

And the old man didn't feel good either. He was knocked down, and he reluctantly raised his sword and returned to the defensive circle.

Almost at the moment he landed, he suddenly spat out a burst of blood and landed on his flying sword. Then he held the sword with one arm and with one stroke, he suddenly tore open a gash.

Then, he grabbed the girl and threw her in.

"Xue Xian, let's go, go quickly, go to Yong'an City. The Demon Slayer Division there has a sound transmission array to inform the sect that whether we live or die depends on your speed."

Before he could finish his words, a powerful ghostly aura spread, and the gap was imprisoned and closed.

The roaring voice of the Evil Ghost King resounded across the heaven and earth: "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, you, damn, damn, damn, you damn swordsman!"

You all deserve to die!"

Boom, boom, almost at the same time as he roared, the entire ghost town became restless, and countless ghost energy gathered and crashed down desperately.

The sword formation that lost one person has been replaced by the old man, but the four of them are now struggling to support themselves. Even the old man can no longer gather too much mana at this time.

The old man actually knew very well that he couldn't leave with the Ghost King watching.

Therefore, he used a trick of "building the plank road openly and secretly attacking Chencang", and tried to escape, but forced the ghost king to fight him head-on. When the ghost king was angry, he seized the momentary opportunity and sent the girl away.

In fact, from beginning to end, his purpose was to send the girl away.

He succeeded, but the Evil Ghost King was also furious. He took action himself. In fact, the few people could not hold on for long, but no one gave up.

Maybe it's the instinct to survive, or maybe it's the spirit of never giving up, but they still stand tall!

…

Beyond the underworld, in a deserted village.

The black mist filled the air, and a girl came out with a sword, bleeding in the air, but she did not hesitate at all, but flew with the sword, recognized the direction, and galloped away.

Time, she is in a hurry now!

Not long after she left, a vague ghost appeared in the black mist. The leader was a ghost general, wearing armor, with a command flag on his back, holding a long knife, and black eyes.

Looking at the direction in which the sword light left, he let out a howl.

Then, numerous ghost shadows emerged, and the sound of ghosts weeping and suona resounded throughout the world, just like hundreds of ghosts walking at night.

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Yong'an City, Demon Slayer Division, Inner Hall.

Mo Chengjun asked in surprise: "What an evil ghost king? What is that thing?"

"Well, that's not something, but the King of Yin Earth, a great master who can rival the Demon King or the monks in the Out-of-body Realm."

"I'm not asking you to spread this basic knowledge to me. What I'm asking is why is there a ghost king here?"

Qian Li asked cautiously: "Um, you haven't heard?"

"What did you say? Don't hesitate. After you have said something, if you talk nonsense again, I will make you regret it." Mo Chengjun was already impatient:

Qian Li did not dare to delay, and immediately said: "Mangshan, have you heard of it?

Legend has it that it is the most yin place in Kyushu, where the yang world and the yin earth overlap, regardless of day and night, and it is also the place where many ghost kings gather.

But there were too many ghost kings and too little territory, so naturally there would be disputes, and these evil ghost kings were the losers, so they were driven out of Mang Mountain.

But this is a ghost king after all. Even though he has left Mang Mountain, it does not mean that he is willing to be ordinary.

So, there was the tragedy five years ago."


Chapter completed!