Chapter 28 Ghost City

Lin Changkong's face began to wither slowly, and his gray hair also fell in all directions at a faster speed.

At this moment, he is already burning the power of his life, constantly urging the sword of the fairy at the cost of his own life.

But even so, Mr. You's palm was only pierced by the sword gas, and the sword was cut off by Mr. You's single palm. Although his power continued to rise and tremble, it is still difficult to make any more progress.

Mr. You is so strong. At this moment, the countless practitioners below remembered not many masters who fought against the Demon Gate True God Pavilion, but the strength of Mr. You, who was shocked by the strength of the True God Pavilion, who was shrouded in black robes and did not know his face. .

After today, Mr. You's name must spread all over the world, comparable to those who have been famous for a long time and deterred one side. From then on, I'm afraid no one will dare to easily be Mr. You.

"Haha••••••"

When he saw that the power of burning fate could not seriously hurt Mr. You, Lin Changkong was almost crazy and laughed wildly.

The world is full of the sadness of Lin Changkong, which is probably the last sound made by Lin Changkong in this world.

After Mr. You felt a sudden tingling in the palm of his hand, the face shrouded under the black robe became colder and worse.

Then, Mr. You's withered palm finally came out with a faint air, and there was a lot of ink in his palm.

In a blink of an eye, the large ink light from Mr. You's palm had turned into a ghost claw to pinch the seven-foot-long white sword.

Then he heard Mr. You's five fingers crackling, and suddenly returned to the palm of his hand and held it tightly. The back of his hand was already exposed with blue veins.

The ghost claw condensed by the faint ink light also made a "kaka", like a bone tremor, and there was a fierce ghost roar, and the ghost claws tried their best to grab the seven-foot white light sword.

"pa•••pa•••••"

The seven-foot knife-shaped sword spirit suddenly trembled and cracked under the strength of the ghost's claws.

Lin Changkong's mouth in the distance also began to pour out dirty blood, and the white robe on his chest was also scarlet again.

"hong••••••”

At first glance, the white sword spirit finally collapsed and burst. With an explosion, the ink black ghost's claws also burst.

Under the cloud curtain, a white light and ink light were cloudy, bursting out and washing away in all directions.

Hurricanes were also washed away and pressed down to Fengdu City. Some buildings that had not yet collapsed in Fengdu City also collapsed at this moment. The yellow smoke and dust rolled up in the city, and in the smoke and dust, Liang Ziqiao's army and the army of the king of Pingnan were still fighting, and the sound of killing was shocking and mourning everywhere. .

And when the white sword spirit and the ink black ghost's claws burst, Lin Changkong's eyes were scattered in an instant, and he died again.

At this moment, Lin Changkong's gray hair also fell off many sparse and miserable. Before he died, Lin Changkong was just full of disbelief and muttered to Mr. You: "It's you••••••It turns out to be you•••••••”

Then Wang Renfeng flashed before Lin Changkong, he only leaned out with one hand, and a glow protected Lin Changkong and hung in the air.

When the sword spirit and the ghost claws burst dissipated, he saw that Lin Changkong was no longer alive. Wang Renfeng sighed. Fuer turned to an elder of the True God Pavilion below and slowly said, "You send the fairy body of Lin Zhangmen back to the Fairy Sword School."

The elder naturally rose up, took over Lin Changkong's body, and then went to the sky.

This matter was done. Wang Renfeng and Mr. You were silent and began to sacrifice the ghost flag again, and the elders of the True God Pavilion once again formed a big net in the air to protect Wang Renfeng and others in the air.

Lin Changkong, the head of the fairy sword faction, died.

Seeing this, the righteous people below are more afraid. They are only hidden everywhere in Fengdu City and no longer dare to touch the edge of the True God Pavilion.

At this moment, in the palace thousands of feet below the ground of the capital city, Li Xiaohe has fallen into the rolling cloud in the center of the hall.

As soon as he entered the Moyun, Li Xiaohe was shocked, because he found that a black city appeared in front of him. The wall was full of ghosts and ghosts. From afar, he could see the evil spirit soaring to the sky and thunder, and a black wind gushed out of the gate, and then It can be heard as if there are thousands of ghosts wailing in the city, which makes people feel cold.

What's more surprising is that there are three big words "Fengdu City" carved above the gate of the black city, and the black city in front of us is indeed very similar to the capital city.

Li Xiaohe naturally knew that this was not really the capital city, but it was not like an illusion. He only meditated in his heart. Is this the capital city under the underworld?

After experiencing many evil things, Li Xiaohe now believes that there are really nine ghosts in the world. At this moment, when he sees this ghostly capital, he feels as if he has gone to the ghost world.

But he only paused slightly, that is, the imperial sword flew to the city. At present, he can't control a lot of it. Even if this is really a ghost house, he has to try his best to break through, because he has seen a golden light in the middle of the city, but it cuts through the evil spirits around him and rises to the sky, as if it rises up to the sky. The golden pillar is ordinary. Even the thunder clouds above the city have been broken into a big hole by the golden light, and I don't know whether this golden light has gone straight to nine days.

When he flew to the gate, the hurricane was fierce and cold, and Li Xiaohe's figure was also a pause, but when he entered the city, there was no sound of wind.

The whole city is dead, and only the sound of ghosts howling echoes, and Li Xiaohe immediately saw that the architectural pattern in the city is no different from that of the capital, but the avenue is scarlet, and the ghosts slowly float on the horizontal scarlet avenue, all of which are horrible and sad. Than.

"The ghost, the fierce ghost••••••"

Seeing such a scene, Li Xiaohe suddenly felt a chill in his heart, his back was soaked, and he felt that the yin air was coming, and his whole body was numb.

But those fierce ghosts didn't seem to have seen him. They just buried their hands and wandered around. Li Xiaohe stopped at the gate for a long time without a fierce ghost attacking him.

At this time, he was relieved and slightly relieved. It was also at this time that he felt a burst of heat in his chest.

Fuer buried his head and opened his chest clothes, and suddenly saw the scarlet blood mark on his chest like a heart beating, emitting a faint blood light.

Seeing this, Li Xiaohe immediately clenched his teeth and trembled between his fingers. The ghost actually moved at this time, emitting a burst of evil. It was thought that those ghosts did not attack Li Xiaohe because the evil spirit emitted by the bloodprint covered up his anger.

But fortunately, he felt that there was no discomfort in his body, which was a slight calm, but he was determined to return to the Qionghua School immediately after winning the Qibao. He must quickly remove the bloodprint on his chest.

After all, anyone who has been attached to ghosts will be upset and anxious.

His mind gradually calmed down, and then Li Xiaohe rose again with his sword and flew straight to the golden light in the city. As soon as he entered the city, he found that the faint red light emitted by the blood mark on his chest had covered his whole body. Wherever he passed, those ghosts seemed to be frightened, and all of them roared and avoided Come and run around.

At this moment, it seems that he is the god of fierce ghosts and plagues. All the way, there is a fierce ghost howling.

Gradually, the golden light was magnified in Li Xiaohe's eyes. At this time, he also saw that the golden light was shrouded in a thousand feet, and the golden light was where the nine-story demon building in the mortal capital city was located.

However, at this time, Li Xiaohe had already heard a roar of magic weapons. In a corner near the golden light, he saw that the light blue light was shining everywhere, and in that large area of light, the cold moon fairy was offering the ice and blue jade, which was majestic, while the five ghosts roared around the cold moon fairy.

The five ghosts are all one foot long, and their bodies are almost twice the size of ordinary fierce ghosts, and they are all covered with scarlet ghosts. They are full of ulcers and exposed faces, their eyes are like copper bells, and a pair of ghost claws are even more like a solid iron sword, wavering through the wind. "Sneer" attacked the cold moon fairy, and the boulder was touched by the ghost claws, which is also like Tofu flowers generally disintegrate into ashes.

And these ghosts seem to be not afraid of pain. Although the cold moon fairy's ice blue jade appraisal was powerful and roared on these ghosts, these ghosts did not avoid them at all, but only roared at the cold moon fairy with a pair of ghost claws.

When Li Xiaohe saw this, he immediately took a deep breath. If he were a person, even if the previous poisonous prince had suffered such a blow from the cold moon fairy, he was afraid that the meat would have already flown away.