Chapter 8 The Battle of the Grave Forest

Just as Wang Wujian was surprised, a strong yin wind suddenly rushed to the side, during which was mixed with countless whirlwinds, and several gullies were reflected on the ground in an instant.

"Ah!" Wang Wujian couldn't resist the wild sweep of the strong wind. He narrowed his eyes and rolled to the side. Then he jumped up and put away the sperm storage bottle while getting up. He pulled out his short sword across his chest with his backhand. He stared at the stone tablet with a panic, and a red beam of light jumped on the two weapons.

On the stone tablet, a few wisps of teeth and claws floated out, with ferocious faces, but they were all disabled and fierce ghosts who lacked arms and short legs, collapsed noses and crooked heads.

"Oh, my God, there is such a regiment!" Wang Wujian took a breath of cold air and couldn't help stepping back a few steps. Because he was so excited, even his soul power was unconsciously put away. The faint yellow light shone on his pale face like a horrible wax corpse.

But the fact is not as bad as Wang Wujian imagined. These evil spirits just stared at Wang Wujian and then flew to the direction of Yuanshen's escape. Their speed really surprised Wang Wujian.

"How do you practice?" Wang Wujian breathed a sigh of relief in surprise. He straightened his neck and swallowed his saliva. His left and right arms wiped a handful of sweat from his forehead and cheeks. He shouted "Wait for me" a few times. He ran the martial soul with all his strength and ran like flying in the tombs.

Wang Wujian devoted himself to chasing the yuan god, so that he forgot where he was? What's more, I don't care about using the martial soul to protect my heart. The strength of my whole body is concentrated on my two legs. My legs are even lingering with red blood like weapons, flashing in the dark, leaving two dark red light tails, which are particularly strange and mysterious.

It is reasonable that Wang Wujian, a martial spirit who has just entered the realm of refining, can't catch up with these frivolous ghosts, let alone catch up with the wandering yuan god, but he is super lucky. The tomb forest is extremely wide, and he can't see the edge. The yuan god flies in the dark world. As long as the distance is not very big, it can be seen at a glance. You can see its brilliant figure.

"Wow, Wuff, Wuff, Wuff..."

Wang Wujian supported his waist with his left hand, held the stone tablet with his right hand, bowed his body and gasped and gasped. After a few laps, he almost fell out, and his whole body was soaked, which was not enough to describe it as sweaty.

"I'm sweating!" Wang Wujian picked up the sweat from the cuffs along his forehead along his cheeks to his neck. This wipe almost made the wet sleeves wrinkle water.

"Damn, you bastards, unite to fool me?" Wang Wujian stared at the light spots flying towards him and the light and shadow scolded hatefully.

For nearly an hour, these "long-distance runners" have been racing almost along a huge track, and Wang Wujian also followed this rule after a few laps.

More importantly, he found that the grave just now was the starting point of the track. Every time the path is here, the cunning yuan god will lurk here to raid the trailing fierce ghost, and it can do it every time, and every time it gets it, the light it blooms will increase and the speed will increase. It seems that It can strengthen itself by melting ghosts.

"This time I'm going to wait for a rabbit. Let's see where you are going?" Wang Wujian put away his weapon and lurked on the side of a grave next door. He held the sperm storage bottle tightly in his hands and recited the spell countless times in his heart!

A faint gloomy wind rose from the ground. Wang Wujian guessed that they were about to fall into his vision.

The air above the head is flowing faster and faster, and the withered weeds on the ground are also blown up. Such a strong wind has slowed down the heat of Wang Wujian.

Soon, a light spot appeared in Wang Wujian's pupil, but before he could blink, the wandering yuanshen plunged into the grave.

"Ha, I really stopped here!" Wang Wujian clenched his fist tightly and felt a sense of pride after success. According to his idea, as long as the Yuanshen and the chasing battle behind him, he will be able to catch them all.

There is not only a best yuan god, but also can catch dozens of violent ghosts. Wang Wujian was so happy that he quickly covered his mouth with his hand for fear of disturbing the prey.

He expected it well. In the blink of an eye, the ghosts came one after another and poured into the grave in an instant.

Then, the miserable and penetrating scream just now came into Wang Wujian's ears, which made him surprised and happy.

"Fight it, one less."

Wang Wujian got up from the ground and stepped away with his feet, half a meter apart, and prepared to meet the impact.

He is facing the stone tablet, from which the prey will fly out. He held the essence bottle with his hands on his chest, and the narrow mouth of the bottle was facing the direction of the tombstone, nervously imagining the next scene.

"The heaven and the earth are all people, the essence of heaven and earth, turn into my essence, enter! The heaven and the earth are all people, the essence of heaven and the earth, turn into my essence, enter! ..." Wang Wujian listened carefully to the movements inside while quickly meditating the secret words of opening the sperm storage bottle. Unconsciously, he changed from mediting to whispering.

Wang Wujian waited anxiously. At this time, he felt that time passed so slowly. It seemed that it would take a long time to even take a blink of an eye. His hands clenched the sperm bottle trembled nervously. He had to bend his arms slightly to cope with the excessive impact and hit the sperm storage bottle. Once such a small magic weapon was left, It's very difficult to find.

"Oh..." A strange cry made Wang Wujian's muscles jump all over his body, and his pupils were also staring at the two small bells.

Nervousness made his mind blank for a moment.

"Fight away!"

Before Wang Wujian responded, the wandering yuanshen suddenly rushed out and shouted. Because of his escape, it raised its voice, and the louder sound than the giant thunder caused a sharp pain in Wang Wujian's eardrum.

But the Yuanshen did not hit Wang Wujian, because it saw the essence storage bottle in Wang Wujian's hand at the moment of rushing out, which was undoubtedly its biggest nemesis.

Yuanshen Chao Wang Wujian turned around and tried to escape, but Wang Wujian recovered in an instant. He suddenly turned around and raised the essence bottle and shouted to it, "The heaven and the earth are all people, the essence of heaven and earth, turn into my essence, the yuan god, enter!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" The yuan god screamed harshly. Although he struggled hard in the air, he still could not escape the attraction of the small sperm storage bottle to it.

At this time, the small caliber is like a huge black hole, absorbing the powerful and cunning yuan god.

"Ha! I, I succeeded!" Wang Wujian withdrew his hand in surprise and stared at the light spot in the bottle. It was still moving around restlessly and repeatedly prepared to rush out of the bottle, but it was in vain.

"Haha, I have caught a wandering yuan god, which is the best..." Wang Wujian shouted excitedly, but before he finished speaking, he found that he had another important thing that had not been dealt with, that is, the dozens of fierce ghosts in rage waiting behind him.

Wang Wujian squeezed his mouth and couldn't help stepping back a few steps. There was an impatient look on his face. Although he had a sperm storage bottle in his hand, he had never explored whether this bottle could only suck up one prey at a time, or could he destroy all the reunited opponents?

If it's the former situation, it's okay, but if it's the latter situation, then your life will be lost in this desolate tomb forest.

"Don't come here!" Wang Wujian raised the sperm storage bottle to them. This small bottle was almost invisible to him, but even so, dozens of fierce ghosts with teeth and claws were afraid of three points. After being stunned for a moment, they collectively floated backwards.

But when they are afraid, these fierce ghosts who fall into madness will not give up their enemies, especially they feel that Wang Wujian is just a martial spirit who has just entered the realm of refining.

"Give it to me!"

A ragged man in his clothes and a fierce ghost suddenly roared. There was a dark black light around his body, which looked extraorative. Wicked.

"Don't come here!" Wang Wujian stepped out and quickly reached out and shouted. This tentative move immediately made several ghosts who were ready to envelop him retreat and hide behind the ghosts. It seemed that they were cowards who were ready to escape at any time.

"Even if you have a sperm storage bottle, you can't take it away. The owner needs it! If you want to live, give it to me!" The ghost shouted gloomyly again, but his tone obviously eased a lot, and he was a little helpless, with a feeling of discussion.

"It turns out that they are so desperate to chase the victrites who are more powerful than themselves by orders, so their master must be the great devil who releases the evil spirit during the day!" Wang Wujian took a step back uneasily. His eyebrows tightened, and the muscles of his whole body became sore and even numb due to long-term tension.

"Who is your master?" Wang Wujian straightened his chest and tried to find some confidence and asked loudly, "It's in my pocket now. How can I hand it over because of your words?"

"It doesn't matter to tell you. Anyway, you will see him sooner or later. A martial arts spirit like you who don't want to be strong often die in his hands and eventually become a good meal for his cultivation!" The ghost became relaxed and even a little proud. It could be seen that it admired its master very much.

"He is the owner of this tomb forest, a great ghost king, and our only master - the earth ghost god king!" As soon as these four words came out, the other fierce spirits immediately restrained their fierceness and became respectful, as if their gods were watching them all the time.

"The Ghost King?" Wang Wujian repeated to himself. Judging from the expressions of these fierce ghosts, this old monster is indeed extraordinary. "Okay, I believe he is good at it, but what can I do if I give it?"

Wang Wujian maintained his posture and stared at them wholeheartedly, trying to find the gap to escape through communication!

"I have nothing, but as long as you give it to me, I will kill you. Can't your life be as good as any treasure in the world?" The ghost asked cunningly.

"Bah, you deserve it. You must not be a good thing in your life!" Wang Wujian scolded in his heart.

"Of course, my life is the most important, but once you fall into this sperm storage bottle, you will definitely disappear ashes, and even the lonely ghosts can't do it!" Wang Wujian pressed the last sentence and roared out angrily. He believed that the sperm storage bottle could bring them to the majesty of the earth ghost king.

The timid ghosts behind them obviously trembled for a moment, and even the leaders drifted back a few steps.

"Well, you are a weak martial artist. Don't you know that the sperm storage bottle can only absorb one ghost at a time? We have so many ghosts. Humph, how do you think you will die tonight? Although the ghost's tone was loud, he also stepped back a few steps and suspended side by side with several other ghosts.

"It turns out that only one can be sucked at a time! Do they have no fear? What can they do? Wang Wujian asked himself anxiously that this careless young martial arts spirit seemed a little panicked. The uneasiness on his face made dozens of ghosts floating on the opposite side boldly surround both sides, gradually forming a trend of encirclement!