Chapter 170 Brotherhood Next

After eating the three drops of Yunlu Holy Spring brought by Chu Tian, the zombie mother lay back in the coffin of Haotian God, and absorbed the power of medicine without distraction. The red fog emerging from the surface of the coffin became thicker and thicker, and soon enveloped the whole cave.

E Wujing asked a little ghost to arrange Lao Zhu to live in the cave next door, and talked about the scene of saying goodbye with Chu Tian and Qing'er by Haotian's coffin.

Chu Tian originally hoped to know the inside story of the Yuanlao's rebellion and seizure of power from E Wujing's mouth. However, to his disappointment, since he returned to the fire, E unruly practiced under the zombie mother's big stick, and finally successfully broke through the state of heart a few days ago. However, he knew little about the various changes that had taken place outside the underground world, let alone heard of the whereabouts of Luojia and Youao Mountain. I only know that the minions sent by the Senate in the past few days have been rampant in the underground world, and the forces everywhere have been destroyed and scattered, but only a few of them can escape and hide like them.

As for those evil spirits who defected to surrender, they were sent to the Northern Underworld to gather and practice, waiting for orders. The aura in the Northern Underworld is still above the underground world of the ghost city, and there are all kinds of immortals and magic treasures left by the Heavenly War 3,000 years ago. It is self-evident that it has the ** power of many evil spirits. Even without the need for the elders to send troops to fight, many ghost kings took the initiative to turn to the place and rushed to the North Underworld One by one, lest they would not occupy a good place if they were late.

If it hadn't been for the zombie's mother, she would have had more heart and planted a Haotian seal on many ghost kings and ghosts, so that she would not dare to have a different heart. I'm afraid that this god ghost guy would have taken the head of E's unruly mother and son to ask for credit from the thunderstorm ghost emperor.

Even so, the subordinates also fled a lot. In addition, they were scattered in the chaotic fire. At present, there are only two or three hundred ghosts gathered in the hook rock, and there are many old, weak, sick and disabled with low cultivation. Therefore, the morale is low, and no one dares to think much about tomorrow.

Speaking of this, E unruly said depressedly, "Xiao Chu, although it's good for you to come back, it's really not the right time. Now I can only hope that my mother's injury can recover as soon as possible, otherwise once the thunderstorm old man finds the abyss, we can only wait to die.

Chu Tian understood that with such dejected words with an unruly personality, the situation was indeed so bad that it couldn't be worse. However, he couldn't understand why the power of the Senate had expanded so much.

At this time, the Magic Cloud Ghost King flew into the cave like a wisp of light smoke, and his face was incoherent and said, "Master E, I have found the thunderstorm ghost emperor's men over the abyss. They will soon be found here!"

E unrelied thick eyebrows stood upside down and asked, "How many have they been?"

The Magic Cloud Ghost King replied, "The number is unknown, but there are always four or five hundred. The leading ones are three ghost kings and seven or eight ghosts."

I heard the zombie's mother scold in a shrill voice, "What's the matter? Can't the thunderstorm old ghost still want to kill him? It's too much bullying. I'm fighting with it!"

Chu Tian got up calmly and said, "How can you kill a chicken with a cow knife? My aunt only heals her wounds at ease. The shrimp soldiers and crabs outside the abys of the abyss are handed over to me and Qing'er to send."

I know that my mother's cultivation is at the critical point. If I go out at this moment, I will not only lose all my previous achievements, but also lead to further deterioration of the injury and endanger my life. However, when the strong enemy soldiers came to the city, they had no way out, and they could only struggle to survive. Hearing that Chu Tian invited him to fight, he also volunteered and said, "Xiao Chu, I'll go with you. The two of us, together with the Magic Cloud Ghost King, can barely compete with the three ghost kings. However, Qinger, who always sits quietly next to Chu Tian and looks like a girl next door, is not included in the lineup.

Qing'er's nose snorted disdainfully and said, "Brother, let's go!" The delicate body has come out of the cave in a flash.

Seeing that Qinger's body is like electricity, E Wujing couldn't help saying, "Xiao Chu, where did your little sister come from? She is very powerful!"

Chu Tian smiled secretly and didn't say anything. He floated over Qinger and rushed into the purple fog over the hook rock side by side with her.

Seeing this, E Wujing shouted, "If you can move, stand up for me and follow me--"

Suddenly, a sharp scream came from the depths of the purple fog, interrupting his voice. It turned out that in a blink of an eye, Chu Tian and Qing'er had killed each other with the short soldiers of the Thunderstorm Ghost Emperor.

The two people's bodies are haunted in the purple fog, avoiding the three ghost kings and the seven ghosts, and picking up those little ghosts. Cang Yun Yuanchen's sword and Yan Fu's magic whip were fired, and they were both killed and died. In an all-sudden scream, more than 20 evil ghosts have disappeared and died, but they were dizzy and couldn't even see the shadows of Chu Tian and Qing'er clearly.

The ghosts are full of anger. These days, they rely on the ** power of the Thunderstorm Ghost Emperor to rampage around and kill everywhere in the underground world. Wherever they pass, evil spirits may flee or not fight or fall. There is no resistance to the smooth wind and water. Unexpectedly, they will suddenly encounter a strong enemy in the abyss today.

I only heard one of the evil spirits flashing red phosphorus all over his body shout, "Blood flame ghost king Bao Xiaotian is here. If you have the guts to stand up and fight with me. What is sneaky?"

Unexpectedly, the other party ignored its fierceness at all. In this short sentence, more than a dozen evil spirits screamed and were killed by Chu Tian and Qinger.

All the evil spirits were in danger. Suddenly, they were in a mess and hurriedly contracted to the three ghost kings and the seven ghosts, lest they would become the next target to be hunted.

Standing on the right side of the Blood Flame Ghost King is a beautiful middle-aged female ghost, who looks very eye-catching among the group of ghosts, but it is the "Chanbi Ghost King" Cui Miaoyan, who lives at the bottom of the Huihun Cliff all year round.

It let out a low scolding in its mouth, and raised its hand to sacrifice a treasure pearl the size of a longan. The blue light veins were like a tide, and the purple fog was suddenly scattered. The space with a radius of a hundred feet was suddenly opened, but it was the magic treasure "cold smoke and green" that had been refined for more than 1,800 years, and the fog was spiritual.

Bao Xiaotian stared and saw Chu Tian and Qinger standing thirty feet in front of them. They immediately smiled ferociously and said, "How dare you be two milky babies. Where are you going to hide this time?"

At this time, E unrestrained, the magic cloud ghost king Zhu impermanence and the only three remaining ghosts, led more than 200 evil spirits to pick them up, and Wen Jing followed silently and hid in the group of ghosts.

Zhu Wuchang smiled and said to himself, "Brother Bao, do you still remember my brother?"

Bao Xiaotian glanced at Zhu Wuchang coldly and hummed, "It turns out that it's the brothers. We haven't seen each other for two or three hundred years, right? In your view, as long as the Yunzhong Immortal hands over the Haotian God's coffin, he may be able to spare his life.

Zhu Wuchang said with an embarrassed face and said, "Brother Bao, I can't decide this matter. Can you give your brother a way to live?"

Bao Xiaotian's "Wangchuan Ghost King" monk standing on the left side said, "Then what other qualifications do you have to bargain?"

E unrestrained can't stand it for a long time and shouted angrily, "The old ghost should not be too rampant. At worst, the fish will die and the net will be broken. I will pull you on the back anyway!"

Bao Xiaotian said contemptuously, "In this case, don't blame me for not talking about my past feelings!" His body shook and attacked E unrestrainedly, and his hands burst into flames and threw out two red phosphorus fire ghost whips more than three feet long.

This ghost whip is not a real thing, but a blood flame ghost king Bao Xiaotian is melted by absorbing the "Ddan red fire" and the essence of the body. Ordinary gold and iron immediately turns into water vapor vapor when touched a little. Even the protector of the monk will be burned and destroyed, and the end is extremely domineering.

Seeing that the illusion cloud ghost king's impermanence looks like earth and has no fighting spirit, and wants it to resist Bao Xiaotian is like a fool's dream. What's more, Bao Xiaotian obviously came for himself. How could he be a shrinking turtle and let Chu Tian and Qinger rush up and be shields for themselves to eliminate disasters?

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took out the grinding golden bully hammer, Qinger's figure over there had already met Bao Xiaotian.

E unrestrained can't help but be shocked. Although Qinger's cultivation is not weak, it is impossible to resist the blood flame ghost king who has been practicing Taoism for more than 2,000 years. If the little girl has any mistake, she will be sorry for Chu Tian.

As he rushed out, he shouted, "Miss Qinger, this old ghost is a ghost king with a simple level. You are not its opponent. Come back quickly!"

Uninstead, a hand was stretched out next to him to press his shoulder, but Chu Tian said confidently, "Unrestrained, you just watch the battle and see how Qinger repairs the old ghost."

E Wujing was stunned and listened to the explosion of "bang". Qinger raised her delicate hand and took off the magic gun from her temples. Her thoughts changed color. The body of the gun soared to the candle sky, and she swept out and collided with the two phosphorus fire ghost whips of the blood flame ghost king.

The blood flame ghost king directly felt that a terrible force that was more than ten times more blazing than the red fire was crushed over. The phosphorus fire ghost whip broke first, and the whole body was twirling under the traction of the air machine.

Looking at the momentum after the demarcation magic gun splitting the phosphorus fire ghost whip, the momentum not only did not fail at all, but also continued to catch the full evil spirit in the void, and the gun blade ignited gorgeously stabbed his chest.

Its body has been completely locked by the gun. No matter in any direction it dodges, it can't escape the fatal blow of the demartial magic gun. Under awe, it hurriedly tried its best to stimulate the essence, and the broken phosphorus fire ghost whip suddenly regenerated. "Woo-woo" roared like a vine and wrapped the gun's luck and said, "Let go!" However, she bullied Qinger when she was young and wanted to use the red fire to burn the little girl into ashes with more than 2,000 years of profound Taoism.

It's a pity that although Bao Xiaotian's idea was good, he miscalculated. Don't say that Qinger's cultivation has reached the realm of simplicity, which is more than it. This fixed magic gun is originally an ancient magic soldier across the three worlds of the witch and evil concubines, which contains the essence of the vitality of the ghost world for thousands of years. How can it reach the red fire it has taken from the underground world?

But it is said that Qinger has not had a chance to use it in actual combat since she got the magic gun. Today, it is rare for the Blood Flame Ghost King to come to the door and welcome him.

Her hands vibrate slightly, and the "buzzing" of the magic gun burst into a dazzling golden blue. Hearing the continuous sound of "Karala", the phosphorus fire ghost whip wrapped around the gun shattered into nothing.

Qing'er Tan said a clear scolding, and her mind and the spirit of the gun were combined into one. The sharp edge of the gun could no longer stab the chest of the blood flame ghost king.

Peiran Mo Yu's Jin Lan rolled up the red fire, thousands of flames roared and ate Bao Xiaotian, and there were also all kinds of resentful thoughts that had accumulated in the magic gun for thousands of years like floods and beasts rushed out of the gate.

Bao Xiaotian was caught off guard and only felt that it was dark in front of him. His mind seemed to be completely swallowed up by the stormy waves. His body was greatly weakened. Tens of his power could only carry out 50%. In shock, he hurriedly withdrew and flew away.

However, it's too late.