"Huh?"
Seeing the darkness spreading rapidly on the sky, Yuan Xiaoxia blinked and murmured, "Why is it so dark?"
It's not just her.
Even the rest of the ghost clan subconsciously forgot about their mission and stared blankly at the sky, with a trace of confusion flashing in their eyes.
To them.
It's dark.
It's a very unfamiliar word.
There is no other reason.
The Ghost Realm is governed by the laws of the Fountain Tablet. There are no sun, moon or stars that are manifested by the Great Dao, and there is no distinction between day and night. It is always cold and dry, dark and gloomy, and they can't see even their fingers. They have long been accustomed to this.
Can……
The darkness before my eyes.
It seems to have exceeded their understanding of the word darkness.
If you really want to describe it.
That is, absolute darkness.
Shrouded in darkness.
There is no vitality and all things are withered and silent, just like before the heaven and earth first opened, there was only eternal silence and nothingness.
as well as……
Those tens of thousands of incomparable sharp ideas can reopen the world!
Shrouded in darkness.
The body, movements, ghost power... but thoughts and ideas all seemed to be shrouded. Let alone moving, even thinking became difficult.
turn out to be.
Is this the real darkness?
This thought flashed through the minds of thousands of ghosts, and they suddenly wanted to see what the real dawn looked like.
Unfortunately.
They couldn't wait for dawn, but what they waited for was thousands of swords piercing their hearts.
Puff puff!
Under the absolute darkness, even the sound of the rushing blood disappeared, leaving only the soft sound of the sword cutting through flesh and blood.
It seems like thousands of years have passed.
It seemed like a moment had passed.
The dark curtain slowly faded away.
Wan Jian mingled softly and returned behind Gu Han, arranging them neatly.
The corpses of thousands of ghosts fell down.
It seemed like it was raining.
Except for Leng Meizi and her party, as well as the few remaining demon puppets, all the ghosts here were killed by Gu Han and Qianye with one move!
"good……"
Yuan Xiaoxia blinked,
"It's so awesome..."
"well."
Mei Yun sighed, a little disappointed, and suddenly came up with the thought of worrying about me and Gu Han Qianye.
"My lord is mighty!"
Seeing this, Shumiaozi was filled with excitement and flattered him, but when he caught a glimpse of Qianye's face, his heart thumped, and he quickly added, "Qianzu Zong... is even more powerful!"
"really."
Leng Meizi looked at Gu Han, her eyes brightened slightly, "Your sword is still the most powerful."
Visible to the naked eye.
Qianye's face darkened.
"Just give it a try."
Gu Han shook his head, "These ghost tribes are just appetizers."
"Qianye."
Looking not far away, he asked again, "How's it going?"
"So-so."
Qianye felt his own situation, "Time is limited, and I can only refine so much temporarily, which is barely... equivalent to returning to the level of the early stage of Guiyi Realm."
"..."
Gu Han was silent for a moment, "I mean endurance."
Qianye "???"
Gu Han was a little worried.
It was just the first battle, and Qianye immediately used the ultimate move. I don’t know if he can withstand the fighting power behind him.
"Didn't you see it?"
Qianye's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, "I am no longer the same gentleman as before!"
Gu Han observed carefully.
Seeing that his body was stable and his breath was long and thick, and didn't look like he was holding on, I was immediately relieved.
Thousand nights.
It is truly transformed and becomes lasting!
"And you?"
Qianye glanced at him and said, "Although you have become the Ghost King, it is not your own cultivation after all. Don't hold me back for a while!"
"It's not a big problem."
Gu Han smiled, "The skin is Mowu's, but the sword is mine."
Talking room.
A black handle
The sword fell into his hand quietly.
behind.
Wan Jian trembled slightly, as if responding to him.
"It's time to go out."
Looking up, Gu Han saw murderous intent growing in his eyes.
now.
Most of the dense cracks on the sky have repaired themselves. Through the remaining cracks, it can be seen that more ghosts are rushing towards here.
Compared to the number of ghosts in the entire ghost domain.
Those they just killed were just a drop in the bucket.
"Have a break."
After looking at Leng Meizi, Gu Han said softly, "Leave the rest to us."
Leng Meizi nodded and said nothing.
To be continued...