Yang Ji secretly planned in his heart, his eyes flashed with wisdom. Whoosh! His body swayed, and electricity shot out from the dark tunnel underground.
As soon as I arrived outside the underground palace, I heard the voice of the Skeleton Ghost King:
"Kid, take one of my moves!"
"Crash!"
There was a loud splash, and there was a fishy smell in the darkness. The smell of decay rushed in, which contained a strong power of darkness, evil, death, and corrosion.
"Yellow spring water!"
Yang Ji's face changed slightly and he immediately understood what was going on.
The Skeleton Ghost King was born as a spirit, and was originally a corpse under the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge. It is connected with the air of death and is not afraid of the poisonous yellow spring water at all. Even if it soaks in it, there will be no problem.
It had obviously calculated the time when it would come out, lurking in the underworld, and took the opportunity to use the underworld's underworld water to pollute its blood and energy foundation.
"Dominate Panwei!"
Yang Ji took a step back, and the blood furnace exploded with a brilliant light. In the underground world, a white dragon turtle composed of awe-inspiring energy appeared at the entrance of the underground palace, and sat Yang Ji in a cross-legged position.
Zizzi!
Yellow spring water was poured onto the white dragon turtle, making a sizzling sound and immediately evaporating into hot steam. The color of the white dragon turtle quickly blurred and changed color.
"The fairy rainbow penetrates the sun!"
"Nine swords in one!"
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Intense white light shot out from Yang Ji's body, and the light from the nine flying swords was more dazzling and dazzling than a comet.
The burning sword energy penetrated the water curtain like a white rainbow and shot toward the skeleton ghost king behind the huge waves.
"Crash!"
There was a splash in the darkness, and the Skeleton Ghost King rushed out of the water, his breath disappearing quickly.
"Run so fast!"
A sharp light flashed between Yang Ji's brows. The Skeleton Ghost King seemed to have learned his lesson, and immediately ran away after failing to succeed with one strike.
"Run away, I'll see where you go."
Yang Jiji got off the boat and flew away with the soles of his feet. His spirit expanded, firmly locked on the Skeleton Ghost King, and followed him.
"Roar!"
The beast roared, and a black-skinned Rakshasa with a fourth-level martial arts level, full of ferocious eyes, suddenly rushed out from the crisscrossing underground waterways of the underworld and pounced on Yang Ji.
"Whoosh!"
Yang Ji raised his sword, and the black skin that was said to be invulnerable only slightly hindered it, like melting ice cream, split into two with a sizzling sound, and transformed into Yang Ji's sword energy.
——The bloodthirsty sword combined with the aura of awe-inspiring power can do astonishing damage to dark creatures!
"Do you want to use these evil spirits, yakshas, ​​and rakshasas to consume my strength? It's a good idea, but it's just not practical."
Yang Ji's eyes flashed brightly and he chased after him like a shuttle.
"Roar!--"
In the darkness, one after another, evil spirits, yakshas, ​​and rakshasas rushed forward and followed, rushing towards the underworld like lightning. One, two, and three followed all the way. They were so densely packed that Yang Ji didn’t know how many he killed.
biology.
The aura of awe-inspiring energy in his body was consumed rapidly, but Yang Ji didn't care. The Skeleton Ghost King's mistake was that he thought he could deal with these fish, but he didn't know that he had a powerful Confucian treasure, which contained enough energy to make Yang Ji chase after him.
Kill the Skeleton Ghost King dozens of times.
"Little Holy Word Technique!"
The energy in his body was exhausted before his eyes. Yang Ji did not hesitate. With a thought, a white ray of light fell from the sky to replenish the energy in his body.
"You can't run away!"
In his arms, the pen of benevolence and righteousness emitted bursts of white light. Yang Ji's eyes flashed and he pursued it reluctantly.
"You know what can't be done, but do it; you know you can do it, but don't do it." Solving this crisis is the prerequisite for being recognized by the pen of benevolence and righteousness.
While chasing the Skeleton Ghost King, Yang Ji could clearly feel the heart of this Confucian treasure. Its heart and his own were one and the same. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
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