Chapter 617 Why is there the breath of the Ghost Lord?
Ghost King Yuan looked at Xiao Chujing sympathetically: "You are so smart, why are you acting like a fool now?"
Xiao Chujing understood what she meant. With her cultivation level, it was too easy for her to deal with the two of them, and she could get what she wanted without making a deal.
Xiao Chujing looked at Ye Xiaoman guiltily. He first gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, then threw the sword away to show his sincerity in fighting with his bare hands.
"Everyone is responsible for their own actions. If you let Little Junior Sister go, I will leave it to you."
He slowly told Yuan Gui Wang: "To be honest, I have many ways to drag you down to hell with me. If you are willing to make a deal with me, it would be the safest way."
As if to prove that what he said was true, Xiao Chujing pointed his finger to the side.
The land around them, save for the mountain they now stood on, had been razed to the ground. Blazing fires erupted from the cracks in the earth. A crystal-clear mirror slowly rose from the flames.
The mirror is enormous, standing like the top of a mountain. The mirror surface is spotless, as if it looks down on the filth of the ghost world. Not a single scene is reflected in it.
Three more mirrors appeared in the mirror, each of which imprisoned a wisp of black air. From time to time, the black air turned into a hideous ghost, screaming at the top of its lungs and banging against the mirror frantically, as if trying to get out of the mirror.
These three evil spirits have different appearances and ages, but they emanate an aura of terror that is unimaginable. Ye Xiaoman and Xiao Chu are both familiar with each other. As close friends of the holder of the magic weapon, they suffer the least attacks and only dare to take a peek through the slits of their eyes.
Just one glance and I felt my blood flowing backwards, almost fainting, so I quickly turned my eyes away.
Yuan Guiwang didn't even dare to look at it, and he held Ye Xiaoman hostage in front of him to avoid the light of the mirror.
She was shocked: "You actually have the Triple Heaven Mirror in your hand?"
The Triple Heaven Mirror, the person who refined it is unknown, and it is rumored to be the work of an immortal. It imprisons a wisp of ghost energy from three ghost lords of past generations, and has an extraordinary deterrent and suppressive effect on the ghost clan.
Xiao Chujing took out this treasure to warn Yuan Guiwang that if she hurt Ye Xiaoman in the slightest, he would use up all his abilities and fight her to the death.
He said, "Excuse me, senior, this is just one of my trump cards."
Yuan Guiwang heard some joke and started laughing.
The blood-colored skirt swayed like a blood wave amid her hoarse laughter, gradually turning into a real pool of blood, lifting her and Ye Xiaoman up.
The ghost claw gripped Ye Xiaoman even tighter. Ye Xiaoman felt as if her internal organs were almost squeezed together, and she began to howl with great emotion.
"I'm afraid of heights, Auntie!"
Yuan Guiwang's laughter suddenly stopped. She covered Ye Xiaoman's overly lively chattering mouth and stared at Xiao Chujing.
"What I hate most in my life is being threatened."
As soon as she finished her words, the bloody corpse that Xiao Chujing was holding hostage suddenly melted and turned into a pool of water. In an instant, the corpse water disappeared without a trace, and in the blink of an eye, it took shape in the coffin in her hand.
The Ghost King retrieved her husband's body, and Xiao Chujing's hope of getting Ye Xiaoman back was dashed.
"Come, Aunt Yuan will let you choose a way to die."
Ye Xiaoman, Xiao Chujing and Yuan Guiwang's two ghosts attacked at the same time.
Xiao Chujing swung his sword to break the triple sky mirror, and the mirrors in the mirrors shattered at the same time. The ghost energy of the three ghost lords flew out with a roar, and the land burning with blazing fire was suddenly condensed by the cold and gloomy air, rushing towards Yuan Guiwang with a sky-shattering and earth-shattering momentum.
Ghost King Yuan knew very well that Xiao Chujing's weakness was Ye Xiaoman. She tapped the ghost coffin lightly, and the blood corpse opened its mouth and spewed out thousands of ghosts to fight against the ghost energy of the three ghost masters. When she was about to go forward to deal with Xiao Chujing, she suddenly changed her moves and turned the mouth of the coffin towards Ye Xiaoman.
The ghost claw grabbed Ye Xiaoman and threw her into the coffin. Even though one foot had already stepped into the coffin, Ye Xiaoman was still struggling. The wisps of black air flying out of the coffin entangled her. She felt like being thrown into an ice cave in the middle of winter, her upper and lower teeth chattering with cold. She was also like an ice cream exposed to the scorching sun, and the ghost coffin was melting her.
To cruelly melt her flesh and bones.
And he wanted to refine her in front of Xiao Chujing.
Bring the bad guys!
"Junior Sister!"
Xiao Chujing saw that he had no way to completely defeat the Ghost King in a short period of time. He knew it was a trap, but he was like a moth to a flame. He used the Triple Sky Mirror to temporarily dissolve the Ghost King's attack, and flashed to Ye Xiaoman's side. He stood in front of her without hesitation and was melted by the Ghost Coffin in her place.
This was exactly what Yuan Guiwang wanted.
The ghost hand let go of Ye Xiaoman, wrapped Ye Xiaoman with blood-red silk, turned around, grabbed Xiao Chujing neatly, and sealed him in the coffin.
In the blink of an eye, half of Xiao Chujing's body was sealed in the coffin.
Now is the time.
Ye Xiaoman finally seized the opportunity when no one was paying attention to her, and the nameless sword flew up, cutting the blood-red silk that bound her body into pieces.
The moment the sword of life cut through the silk, the silk fragments turned into poisonous moths and flew towards her face.
"laugh!"
Ye Xiaoman threw out a stack of talismans. These talismans were written by Jiaying himself and were very powerful. After detecting the ghost energy, they automatically turned into Buddhist mantras, and the characters formed a golden shield to protect her.
Ye Xiaoman suddenly thought that Jiaying's talisman had a tracking function. Whenever she used the talisman when in danger, Jiaying would receive an alarm and rush to her side as soon as possible.
If Jiaying came, wouldn’t he run into Xiao Chujing? The situation was rather urgent and there was no way to think too much.
Ye Xiaoman put her right hand into the sleeve of her left hand and pressed it on Zhu Chuideng's urn, activating the power of the Ghost Lord.
Although Xiao Chujing was defeated, he became more and more courageous as the battle went on. He understood that only if he survived could his junior sister survive.
The wound on his cheek, which had just been cut by Yuan Guiwang with a willow leaf, was invaded by the ghost energy, corroding the bones, but the sword moves in his hand did not stop for a moment.
He was just about to recall the ghost energy of the ghost lords who were fighting alone against ghosts in various places and to play another trump card, when he suddenly noticed keenly that the Ghost King Yuan, who had been calm and composed, began to panic.
The blood corpse that had been watching the battle suddenly opened its tightly closed eyes. The pair of eyes with only whites but no pupils looked eagerly at Yuan Guiwang and uttered a burst of rapid ghost language.
When Ghost King Yuan was about to seal Xiao Chujing into the ghost coffin, she gave up the success that was almost within her grasp. When the tip of her ghost claw was just one finger away from Xiao Chujing's throat, she suddenly withdrew and retreated to the Ghost King's side to protect herself.
Yuan Guiwang cautiously leaped ten steps away with her husband's body, stood on the shoulders of a giant's skeleton, and looked around vigilantly.
"Ghost Lord?"
Ghost King Yuan suspected that she had been tricked by Xiao Chujing and was hallucinating. At a certain moment just now, she actually sensed the breath of Ghost Lord Zhu Chuideng.
The familiar and powerful aura had an absolute suppressive effect on her, making her terrified.
When Yuan Guiwang left Xiao Chujing, he also took the hostage Ye Xiaoman with him.
She pressed Ye Xiaoman's shoulders and looked at Xiao Chujing in surprise as he struggled to get out of the coffin.
Just now, it seemed as if the breath of the Ghost Lord flashed across Xiao Chujing's body.
Xiao Chujing only possesses the ghost energy of three ghost lords in history. Could it be that she misjudged and underestimated the enemy?
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