Chapter 277 Even if I go to jail, I want to live in the most luxurious cell!
"boss!"
As soon as the Sword Master felt the appearance of the golden cage, he found that the cage flew away with Song Mang and soon disappeared into the blood-red sky.
"Anyone who trespasses into the castle will die!"
A violent and oppressive sound came from the air, accompanied by a tremendous pressure that enveloped it.
The black-robed ghosts outside the paper villa floated in the air, forming a huge blood-colored formation.
"roar--!"
The roars of thousands of black-robed shadows were heard, their power was deafening, and black sickles appeared in their hands.
At the same time, the sickles in the hands of the black shadows chopped down towards the paper villa.
boom--!
The paper villa collapsed in an instant.
As for the monsters and players in the villa, they were reduced to ashes and their souls were scattered in the blink of an eye!
Even a sword cultivator at the foundation-building level would be as small as an ant in the formation of these black-robed ghosts.
After the paper villa disappeared, only the Sword Saint was left standing there strangely and calmly.
The Sword Master quickly collected the things left by Song Mang and flew straight into the sky on his sword.
"If you dare to hurt my boss, you're looking for death!"
He held a broadsword in his hand and used all his ghost energy to chop towards one direction of the formation. He actually blew away a large number of black-robed ghosts and broke a corner of the formation.
"A sword cultivator at the Spiritual Transformation Stage descending into the Netherworld and becoming a Ghost Immortal is truly extraordinary."
Behind the heavy shadows, another voice was heard.
Although what he said was unusual, there was no fear in his tone, but rather some impatience.
"But no matter how strong you are, this is not a place for you to be unruly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
The Sword Master flew in the air with his sword and looked in the direction of the sound, but saw nothing.
His cultivation has recovered to the level of ghost immortal, and even the ten great Yin generals have to be wary of him.
Today in this place, he couldn't even see this guy anywhere?!
What kind of big shot is the one behind these ghostly private soldiers?
The Sword Master couldn't help but frown and said, "I don't care where you are, return my boss to me! If she gets hurt in the slightest here, I won't let you off easily!"
As soon as the words fell, before the ghosts could react, the Sword Saint used Ten Thousand Swords Return to One again.
The Xuanyuan family's Xuanyuan Sword was summoned again, and together with other high-grade spiritual swords, they gathered in the dark sky to form a huge sword that pierced the sky.
The sword's shadow shone brightly as it slashed towards the black-robed ghosts, splitting the night in two.
Boom boom boom!
Terrifying noises continued to be heard outside the ancient castle. The blood-colored ghost formation surrounding the group of black-robed ghosts fell apart and was finally destroyed.
There were also more than ten black-robed ghosts at the ghost king level whose souls were shattered by the sword energy!
When the sword shadow dissipated, the black-robed ghosts looked in the direction of the Sword Saint, only to find that he was gone!
"Boss, the intruder has disappeared! He must have not left yet, he must have gone into the castle!"
One of the ghost shadows came to the leading General Gui. The sickle in the hand of the leading black-robed ghost shadow was blood red, which was different from the other ghost shadows.
He is also stronger than other ghosts.
But no matter how strong he was, he was not as powerful as the Sword Saint, and the pressure he emanated was not as terrifying as the aura behind the ghost.
"I know."
General Gui looked behind the ghost, bowed in that direction and said, "General, if he runs away, I'm afraid it will cause trouble in the castle.
I suggest keeping the human player just now, maybe we can lure out this invader.
This intruder has the cultivation of a ghost immortal, and his strength is even stronger than that of an ordinary ghost immortal. If he wants to do something, it will definitely affect the normal operation of the castle. "
"Oh……"
The violent voice revealed some disdain, "As long as you enter the inner area of the ancient castle, the strength of any strange cultivator will be reduced, even the ghost immortal cannot avoid it. He dares to go in, he is just seeking death.
The arena already has plenty of food, and the human player was sent there long ago. In that case, let's arrange for her to hold the auction tonight, just in time to lure out the intruder."
"yes!"
The numerous ghostly shadows in the air dissipated.
The thick ghostly aura gradually dissipated, revealing the blood moon hanging high in the night sky and a tall dead tree beside the lawn of the ancient castle.
On top of the dead tree, a young man in a black robe was standing in the air, wearing a bronze mask on his face, on which was carved a ferocious ghost face with bared fangs and claws.
The young man had an upright posture, and the eyes revealed through the mask were beautiful peach blossom eyes. His jawline was as cold and hard as if it had been cut by a knife, which showed that his original appearance was not ugly.
In other words, he should be a handsome young man.
But his whole body exuded a frightening aura of solemnity and brutality, and his narrow peach blossom eyes were like a deep pool without any ripples, full of indifference and coldness.
Inside the castle, there are players watching the situation at the windows of every small building.
Someone noticed the young man standing in the air on the dead tree. They just stared at him curiously for a while, and then felt a dense, needle-like pain in their head.
"ah!"
Someone at the window screamed, and instantly died with blood gushing out of all seven orifices, and his soul flew out of his body.
The young man turned his head and glanced indifferently, then raised his hand and waved. The souls flew towards him and flew into a token on his waist.
"Don't stare at him! He can attack the souls directly!"
The other players were so frightened that they stepped back and turned their eyes away, not daring to stare at the young man anymore.
The young man found that the human players had hidden behind the windows where they could not be seen, and he couldn't help but sneer.
Not long after, the young man also disappeared.
At this time, a golden cage carrying Song Mang flew into an underground cell inside the ancient castle.
With a bang.
Song Mang was thrown directly into the most broken and dirty cell in the cage, and then the golden cage disappeared.
The cell was filled with a terrible stench. There was straw on the floor, and some filth was mixed in with the straw.
However, Song Mang did not pay attention to the harsh environment, but kept looking in the direction where the golden cage disappeared.
"Nuwa Spirit Cage?"
Song Mang touched his chin, a thoughtful look on his face. "If I'm not mistaken, this should be the aura of Nuwa's Spirit Cage. But how did this thing appear here? Isn't this the weapon of the ultimate boss in a certain temple dungeon?"
As soon as she finished muttering, two strange figures in jailer uniforms appeared outside the cell.
One of the jailers said strangely, pointing in Song Mang's direction, "This food is quite special. It will be put up for auction later. Oh, and tie her up first, so she won't run away."
"Yes, sir!"
Another jailer came in with chains, ready to tie Song Mang's hands and feet.
Before he could even get close to Song Mang, Song Mang swaggered out and said, "Which is the most luxurious cell here? I want to live in the most luxurious one!"
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