Luofeng Mountain is 3,600 feet high. The top of the mountain is located in the magnificent Emperor Hall, so high that you can touch the sky with your hand. There is Luofeng Six Heavenly Palace around Gongwei.

This is the place where the Northern Ghost Emperor personally sits in charge.

The young man in Yunjin white robe walked down the steps of the hall with his hands behind his back and leaned on the railings of the cliff on the top of the mountain. The young man's facial features were clearly carved, his sword eyebrows were straightened into his temples, and his eyes were as bright as stars. His long hair was neatly raised up and his hair was floating like a real immortal, not like a mortal.

The young man who was the master of Luofeng City under his feet looked at the distance calmly. When he saw a dazzling light burst out from the life and death ring as big as a sesame seed, the young emperor asked lightly: "Who are the people who have formed a grudge this time to separate life and death?"

Behind the young man, the old man with white hair and meticulously combed his official uniform, was well-in charge of Luofeng City and thousands of spies in the surrounding area, and quickly bowed and responded respectfully: "Your Majesty, it is the Yin Shuaiduo Evil Ghost King who was rejected before and the commander of the Dongyou Ministry who was stationed in a deserted mountain three hundred miles outside the city yesterday. Please forgive me. The name of this commander is still unknown. I only know that he is a rare sword cultivator. This will make the spies below find out immediately."

I have to say that the old man's skills in catching wind and shadow were really perfect. Chang Xi and his team stopped on the barren mountain that night and then entered the city. In less than eight or nine hours, they were touched by a clear gate after only being able to do so. Their superb skills were far beyond Xier who had just seen the gate.

The young man laughed and scolded: "Yao Chong, Yao Chong, I just asked casually, so there is no need to exaggerate it. You should know that the person above moves his mouth and the person below runs off his legs. There is no need to let the spies work hard for such trivial matters."

Yao Chong, who has always been known for his rigorous style, raised his hand and advised: "Your Majesty, you are the body of the northern ghost emperor. When the golden mouth is opened, you must start with the word "I."

The young man, who was free and unrestrained by nature, waved his hand and smiled, "Since I have already sat on this position of the Northern Ghost Emperor, what do you think is that I will let me do it? You are too loyal and too stubborn, and you have to change it with me."

Just when this young man, who was different from the other ghost emperors in the country, wanted to say a few more words, a sword sound that rang through the sky suddenly came from the distance from the life and death arena, and there was also an angry loud dragon roar.

The northern ghost emperor's face suddenly became solemn, looking into the direction of the life and death arena, and then whispered: "Old Yao, I want all the information about this sword cultivator, right away."

Yao Chong bowed and responded, and his figure had dissipated the next moment.

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The evil ghost kings who were suddenly deprived of their spiritual power of the earth attribute were really seen. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth that he obeyed his orders on weekdays was like a child in the rebellious stage. No matter how he activated it, he would not react at all.

He was cautious and did not choose to continue using the hob technique. He chose to pull it away first and continue to figure out what was going on. He was at ease.

But obviously the young sword cultivator who had recovered his freedom would not let him do what he wanted.

Chang Xi started running with the sword. At first, the momentum was not loud, but as his sword steps became faster and faster, the footsteps on the entire life and death arena were densely sounding like drum beats, and thunder was thunder.

Hundreds of feet away are no more far than a short distance.

Chang Xi activated the sword intent of life and death to the extreme, and two extremely pure sword energy floated beside him. The sword energy soared upwards, two-part four-part eight-part eight-part. In an instant, dense sword energy hung high on the ring, making all the onlookers take a breath of air. Then, the sharp swords floating in the sky suddenly wrapped in a layer of thunder arc slurry clothes, and hundreds of thunder swords were instantly as rain.

The thunder is as powerful as the heavenly power, and everyone is silent.

Many evil ghost kings who have never fought with sword cultivators were shocked. Not to mention the power of the thunder-covered sword energy in the sky, this scene that seemed to be the arrival of the doomsday made him feel like he was in trouble.

The heavy sword light rose from the hand of Duo Evil Ghost King. The powerful spiritual power rushed into the thunder sword that was like rain. The domineering thunder arc and the bitter sword energy made him suffer. The thunder knife could compete with him with the level of the artifact and the sword light. However, at this time, Duo Evil Ghost King's divine consciousness captured a white robe that had already rushed into his side three feet!

Chang Xi suddenly let go of his five fingers, and the cave sword floated in place. He avoided the machete on the door panel that was slashed horizontally like a dragon. He could see the abominable green-faced fangs of the evil ghost king.

The hazy golden dragon phantom of the ink and wash only a moment ago entrenched behind Chang Xi's back. The golden sea of ​​blood in his chest had already boiled like magma. Chang Xi's mouth was ferocious and activated the destruction attack taught to him by Old Mo to the extreme. Seeing this, the evil ghost king abandoned the pounding knife in his hand, and two arms that were thicker than Chang Xi's body grew on his back. Four arms with bulging blue veins met Chang Xi's fierce fists.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The two people on the ring had no intention or thought to avoid their sharp edge. The fierce wind caused by the fierce collision blew the people who were slightly closer to the ring and rolled in a mess. Two figures, one big and one small, wrestled in the most primitive way. Countless cracks inevitably appeared on the surface of the ring. This almost stern collision was extremely shocking.

As the Yin Shuai, the evil ghost king really feels that he is fighting a mountain.

His tall and burly body has been fought many times. The little man's palms and fists can be worth millions of pounds. Although there are also many powerful bodies in the realm of the God Transformation Realm who can swing a million pounds of fists, the little sword cultivator's body cultivation is obviously a bit strange. Fist, palm, elbow, shoulder and knee are all powerful weapons of fighting. Not to mention the injury for injury, it is not just a random blow, especially the true meaning of punching the lying ox where the energy is bursting at a certain point. When hitting him, it really hurts in his heart.

Half of his shoulders were smashed by inattention. Many evil ghost kings were immediately at a disadvantage. He knew that he could not drag him anymore and suddenly became fierce. He took the gap and kicked Chang Xi's abdomen with a foot of 700,000 or 800,000 pounds. Chang Xi's attack suddenly dispersed, and his footsteps staggered backwards. The ground of the arena around him suddenly cracked like a spider web. Chang Xi stepped out of a deep pit, and his whole body was as chaotic as an oil pan.

The evil ghost king immediately took out a simple bell from the storage bag. He seemed to hesitate for a moment because the price of urging the bell was quite expensive, but the next moment he gritted his teeth, activated his spiritual power, and shook the magic bell.

The young monk with his palms folded in his hands under the ring shouted softly: "Soul-Seeing Bell..."

The soul-catching bell shook gently, and bursts of strange ringtones spread on the ring. This breathtaking sound wave was deliberately suppressed by the evil ghost kings in a small area. The strange sound waves could almost be seen with the naked eye. Straws of sound waves were endless and penetrated into Chang Xi's seven orifices like snakes.

Chang Xi's originally hideous face began to become unnatural, and his two iron fists were clenched tightly, and he couldn't help but let go.

Da Qing, who was watching the game in the audience, suddenly turned pale. If the soul-catching sound waves of the soul-catching bell were captured, Chang Xi, who fell into the hands of many evil ghost kings, would undoubtedly die!

"Hmph, in the end you can't escape my plan." The Evil Ghost King looked a little pale. It took a lot of money to activate this soul-catching bell to sacrifice a trace of his soul. However, it is tens of millions of times better than being embarrassed by this little guy.

The evil ghost king who was sure to win walked to Chang Xi with a blank expression, glanced at the captain of the guard not far away, looked coldly and did not intend to stop, and reached out with a grim smile, intending to break the neck of the arrogant sword cultivator with one hand, and then put the black sword in his bag. This trip was a great reward.

Just as he held Chang Xi's neck, which was not as thick as his thumb, he accidentally met the cold gaze of the golden dragon phantom, and felt a sense of fear.

At first, the evil ghost king thought it was just a dragon, but when he looked carefully, he seemed not...

A jade-colored palm was placed on his wrist, and the white-robed sword cultivator who was strangled to his throat slowly raised his head.

In the unbelievable eyes of many evil ghost kings, the silver cross star went where it was replaced by a majestic golden yellow.

Chang Xi suddenly shouted to the sky, and the phantom of the golden dragon behind him let out a high-pitched dragon roar full of anger. The ferocious evil lines like living creatures instantly cling to his neck and face, shaking the strange sound wave silk thread of the soul-catching bell in his body into nothingness.

Many evil ghost kings, who were so close to each other, were shocked by the sudden and powerful dragon power, and his pupils were scattered. When the last trace of reason was gone, he murmured with a strong sense of fear.

"How is it possible?"

Chang Xi broke free from the bondage, raised his hand again, and the cave sword fell on his hand, and the sword fell on his hand.
Chapter completed!