Chapter 134 Ghost Emperor Next

"Karala--" a string of crystal light burst into the sternum, opening a trace of fine lines that are imperceptible to the naked eye.

The Skull Ghost Emperor hummed angrily and hit Luo Jia with both palms, and flew out more than 20 meters with his strength.

Luojia's delicate body also flew diagonally backwards. Her left hand was empty and grabbed Yan Fu's magic whip. The jade wrist shook like an arm's finger, and the red whip opened wide and swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger, layer by layer on the skeleton ghost emperor.

"All laws are extinguished, secluded sea fire!" With a strange cry, a faint green fog was released in the bones of the skeleton of the skeleton emperor, which suddenly turned into a blazing blue flame, and there was a faint cry of thousands of ghosts and howling, like an unstoppable tsunami.

"Papa, Papa, Papa!" Luo Jia looked calm and unmoved. Yan Fumo's whip soldiers came to cover the earth from the water, and the magic interpretation was wonderful to the top, like a magnificent sky net covering the raging blue flame.

Qing'er's face changed slightly and she was secretly stunned, "How can she use 'Twenty-four whips'?"

The skeleton ghost emperor over there can't control a lot of this. Seeing that Yan Fu's whip is not breathable, it is inevitable that he can't attack for a long time and has a lot of dreams at night. Now he shouted coldly, "Fighting the sky fire axe!"

The sea of fire in the air suddenly condensed, and it was cast into a three-foot-long and fiery axe.

The skeleton ghost emperor held an axe with both hands like a demon god coming. The sky fire axe shattered the void, and the place where he passed burned the ghost flame to destroy the withered and cut to Luojia.

"Bang bang!" The whip light is torn apart, and the axe front ** is imminent.

Luojia's hair swings violently under the pressure of the axe wind, and the beautiful shadow is like a poplar swaying in the storm, as if it is possible to wither at any time.

"Ding!" At the moment of life and death, Luojia's body leaned back slightly, and the hairpin was above her eyebrows. Unexpectedly, she was holding the sky fire axe!

The magnificent and uncastled giant axe stopped abruptly, and the blue flame roared and rushed to Luojia, but it seemed to hit an invisible wall an inch away from her, and rolled it back fiercely.

"The princess of the underworld really lives up to her name, but it's a pity that your death is coming today!" The skeleton ghost emperor's whole body is filled with the sky fire axe, and waves of stormy gas are superimposed layer by layer.

Luojia's delicate body fell back little by little, and her dark and bright hair fell to the ground.

While condensing the hairpin to resist the splitting of the sky fire axe, she quietly accumulated power and injected it into the Yanfu magic whip, patiently waiting for the opportunity to counterattack.

Suddenly, there was a crisp and pleasant golden stone trembling sounded in the maple forest, and a black dazzling light flashed away like a fierce lightning that split the sky.

"Uh-" The skeleton ghost emperor roared hoarsely, and the power on the sky-fire axe disappeared without a trace. Immediately, a flap peeled off like a scale and wandered slowly disillusioned with the wind.

Luo Jia looked up and saw a dark magic arrow nailed to the eyebrows of the skeleton ghost emperor, and the word "repelling evil" flashed faintly on the arrow shaft.

"Bighting Arrow!" A touch of surprise flashed across the skull ghost emperor's eyes, and he raised his left hand to grab the arrow stick.

Qing'er was shocked when she saw that the evil god's arrow hit the skull ghost emperor's eyebrows and still killed him. She couldn't help but be shocked. She picked up the second magic arrow and put it on the bow string.

"Wo--" Yan Fu's magic whip is like the awakened dragon of the underworld, and he raised his head and floated a round ^ thick red light. Luo Jia flew in the air and was condescending, urging the skycraper cloud pillar whip to flow like a river to completely swallow the figure of the skeleton ghost emperor.

I heard the bamboo-like muffled sound between the plum blossoms, and thousands of greens splashed out of the skyscraper cloud pillars, but they were always shrouded in whips.

After about half a cup of tea, the skyscraper gradually quieted down.

Luo Jia suddenly took the whip, and the cloud pillar suddenly restrained, revealing the figure of the skeleton ghost emperor standing in a daze.

"Clap, crack!" The bones of its whole body are green, and it has become a skeleton with no aura, suddenly shaking twice and completely falling off, withering to the ground.

Luo Jia fell to the ground and swallowed the qi and blood that rushed to her throat. Suddenly, she felt something. She slowly turned her head and saw Qinger holding the Nirvana magic bow in her hand, and the third striking arrow suddenly aimed at her throat.

"Give me back the Yan Fu magic whip." Qing'er said coldly and stared at Luojia in case of her sudden counterattack.

Luo Jia smiled, raised his hand and loosened his fingers. Yan Fu's magic whip was thrown on the ground and said, "Do you just want to return the magic whip? Or do you have other plans?

"This time it's Yan Fu's whip, and next time it's your life." Qing'er's mind moved slightly, and Yan Fu's magic whip sensed the master's call and flew up.

Unexpectedly, at the moment when Yan Fu's whip was about to reach his hand, he lost control inconceivably. It is like a runaway wild horse, or a torrent that breaks free from the shackles of the dam, and suddenly twitched to Qinger's face.

Qing'er was caught off guard and crossed the Nirvana magic bow and dialed the devil whip.

"Bang!" With the whip and bow, Yan Fu's whip flew sharply, but he saw a flash of cold light, and the sharp tip of the hairpin had clicked on Qinger's left temple.

Qing'er stared at Luo Jia all over her body, and there was an angry flame in the depths of her dark eyes.

"Don't point an arrow at someone's head casually, unless you are really sure to kill him." Luo Jia said leisurely, and the slender hand took the Yan Fu magic whip and handed it to Qinger, slowly put away the hairpin.

"Not everyone is as talkative as I am."

Qinger subconsciously took over Yan Fu's magic whip and felt that she had become a fool in front of Luo Jia. Hearing her teach her a lesson, she was unable to refute it.

She hated this feeling and said coldly, "Thank you for reminding me. Next time, I will never waste the opportunity."

Luojia stepped back two steps and said with a smile, "I want you to know that I have never been your enemy. And my opponent is right there.

She pointed to the place where the skeleton ghost emperor god disappeared.

Qinger said slowly, "As far as I know, all the ghost emperors have been suppressed in the depths of the Northern Underworld Sea by the Youyuan Hall. How did that guy run out just now?"

"You must have heard of the Heavenly War 3,000 years ago, right? Countless immortal magic treasures fell in the Northern Underworld, leaving behind wisps of spiritual vitality wandering around.

Luo Jia replied, "From the various magic skills just displayed by the Skull Ghost Emperor, it has been inherited by the aura of the sky fire axe. Perhaps it was the chaos in the Northern Underworld recently, and it got the opportunity to escape from the Northern Underworld.

"But it's obviously for you," Qinger said, "Why?"

"Who knows? Anyway, I don't care." Luo Jia didn't care and said, "If you don't object, I'm going home to sleep." In addition, in the wreckage of the Skull Ghost Emperor, there is a 'nine ghost disaster-elimination mirror', which is also good for protecting the body. Remember to take it with you when you leave, or God knows which idiot will be cheaper.

"Do you really want to go home and sleep?" Qing'er sneered and said, "Don't you go to Youyuan Hall to find out?"

Luo Jia looked back and smiled and said, "If I really don't go back, won't it suit you?"

Qinger said lightly, "I'm afraid you guessed wrong. In fact, I prefer to see this scene with my own eyes."

Luojia smiled and waved her hand and said, "Don't worry, you will definitely see it."

"I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything, otherwise the sky would thunder and drink water and choked to death."

Dong Tianji swore to Chu Tian in the virtual world: "What's more, the sea was difficult to be water, but my old man has already removed Wushan is not a cloud."

"Have you ever been 'Canghai Wushan'?"

"Nonsense, where did Donghan Mountain come from? Don't ask about it. When I was young, I was also one of the famous three young masters of Shenlu.

"It turns out that you are the legendary three young master of Tianji, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

"Three roast chickens? Humph, do you think I'm a wine dish?

The two of them quarreled all the way to the south, but they didn't feel lonely and bored.

The sadness of separation in Chu Tian's chest was gradually blown away by the wind, and he saw the clouds around him and the picturesque mood opened up again.

His sword flew out for another period, and the sky gradually darkened, and the sunset was as bright as a picture, rendering the sky as red as fire. On the field of a flat river ahead, a magnificent river is winding, shining in the twilight, like a silver-red brocade belt.

"This is the watershed between the Jinjiang River, the north and south of Shenlu, and also the boundary between Qingzhou and Huaizhou."

Dong Tianji pointed to the river in the distance and said, "After crossing the Jinjiang River, it is the boundary of the south of the Yangtze River, and it is not far from the sphere of influence of the demon religion. If it is about 3,000 miles back in Jiangxi, it is Fahua Mountain where the Longhua Zen Temple is located, so this area of Buddhism is prosperous and simple, and it is a buffer belt deliberately reserved by the two sects of Zhengmo.

He paused and said meaningfully, "Also, Famen Villa is more than a thousand miles southwest, and you can fly there in the middle of the night with your speed. If you want to settle accounts with this bastard Yi Tianxiang, it's also close to the water.

Chu Tian thought for a moment and said, "Let's find a place to stay around here first." Looking at it, there is a quite prosperous town on the north bank of the Jinjiang River, with dense business travelers.

He stopped Cangyun Yuanchen's sword and slowly lowered his body, floated in an uninhabited wheat field, and walked in the direction of the official road.

The familiar smell of fireworks in the world comes to the face, making people feel kind and warm.

Chu Tian walked into the big town along the official road and inquired about it before he knew that the town was called "Tongcheng". Because it was busy on the edge of the Jinjiang River, it became a distribution center for goods in the north and south.

The streets in the town are wide and full of people, and there are shouts everywhere. A wine flag on the street is swaying in the wind, with empty guests.

For Chu Tian, it doesn't matter whether he eats or not. His cultivation has reached the realm of heart washing. There is no risk of hunger and thirst, but the fragrance of wine from the door of the store really makes his heart itch.

He walked into a restaurant with the sign of "hundred-year-old shop" next to the street, picked a table by the window on the second floor and sat down. He happened to catch the lively street scene, and then ordered a few plates of stir-fry and asked a pot of wine to drink by himself.