This day.

Beimang Mountain, Ghost Palace.

On the mottled mountain steps, something big is happening at this moment.

This Beimang Mountain is located in the north of Luoyang and is a branch of the Yaoshan Mountain. It can be divided into thirty-three peaks. There are countless old tombs and countless tombs in it.

Most of the methods practiced in the ghost palace are based on corpses. The corpse has been buried in the coffin for a long time, and the flesh rots, which can generate corpse energy. It is also supplemented by heretical methods to turn the corpse into a poisonous palm. It is like the one used by the ghost saint Shengling.

The "Yin Wind Palm" and "Corrugated Corpse Palm" are like this.

Therefore, the disciples of the Ghost Palace have been exposed to the corpse energy for a long time, and they have practiced martial arts with the evil energy, so they have the appearance of neither human nor ghosts. Most of those who have insufficient skills will die in the middle of the journey, and have been invaded by the evil energy of the corpse before they can achieve success.

The heart and lungs died unexpectedly. When people in the world mentioned the "ghost palace", they were all classified as evil and frightened.

But now, on the Huangquan Road up the mountain.

However, I saw that the gatekeepers of the Ghost Palace looked like they were facing formidable enemies, and they all held mourning sticks and soul-catching flags.

A green figure climbed up the mountain step by step, walking leisurely and casually, as if he was enjoying the scenery.

"Go ahead, stop him!"

The two brothers of the Sheng family were giving orders in a sharp voice, with a cry in their voice. The other disciples were not wailing. In broad daylight, the mountains were howling like thousands of ghosts, and the whistling and crying echoed in the gaps in the mountains. It was hard to hear

People's scalp is numb.

"Old Ghost Sheng, why don't you come out for a while and send these disciples like you to die?" Su Qing put one hand behind his back and the other hanging by his side, and spoke loudly, his deep voice surging in the dark wind valley, and it was even louder than before.

The sound of the wind subdued the sound of the ghosts crying and howling.

"Hmph, let's talk about it after you can break through my Ten Thousand Ghost Array!"

Sheng Ling's gloomy voice came from the top of the mountain, and the cry merged into the wail. Immediately, the power surged, birds flew away in fright, and animals fled.

While he was talking, a group of disciples from the Ghost Palace rushed toward him crying and howling.

Su Qing's expression was indifferent, but what he saw in his eyes was a flying skeleton, with broken skin and rotten skin. There was no difference between men, women, old and weak. The colors of all living beings entered the eyes, and they all turned into colorless and formless. This disturbing sound, and

What's the use.

He can't be ruthless, he can't give up love, but he can use the "View of White Bones" to visualize the noisy bones everywhere in the world, which is enough to bring him infinitely close to being ruthless, and even truly ruthless and desireless, breaking away from "self-grasping"

”, embarking on the “ruthless path”.

When I first met the foolish monk, he must have noticed that his intentions were not sincere. He had this thought, fearing that he would deviate from the right path and embark on an evil path, so he did not spread the word.

This method was originally used by Buddhist disciples to quench their greed for the physical body and practice Buddhism to achieve emptiness. However, now he is forced to practice it with his own obsession, just to improve his martial arts progress.

The path we follow is undoubtedly a narrow one.

Although the "White Bone View" could temporarily make him feel like calm water, Su Qing did not expect that today's thoughts would cause disaster in the future. There are variables in this, which will be revealed later.

The book returns to its true story.

Seeing the disciples from the Ghost Palace rushing towards him one after another, he lowered his arms and raised his index finger. His fingertips were full of energy, and his big sleeves were swaying. He did not stop, but he continued to climb the mountain step by step, waving his arms and raising his fingers with frightening energy.

Qi pointed out, and wherever he pointed, there were holes all over the flesh and blood bodies blocking the road.

Corpses fell to the ground one after another. There were finger holes between the brows and throats, and no one was alive.

"Kill!"

Several people surrounded and attacked him, and all of them smashed down the mourning sticks with great force.

Su Qing didn't stop, and his body shape changed as fast as a ghost. On his fingertips, the energy suddenly surged and shot out. As soon as he raised his finger, several more corpses appeared behind him, with blood dripping from their throats, and they died.

on the spot.

If we really want to analyze it in detail, the skill of his body is based on the strength of his hands and feet. The weapon is an extension of the hands and feet. No matter how strong or fast, no matter how powerful and fast the weapon is, how can it really be compared to his own hands and feet?

Spreading his hands, Su Qing forcefully took the mourning stick. With a move of his palm, another person vomited blood and died, with all his internal organs broken.

Along the way, he only fought from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, and then from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. His hands were stained with blood, but his eyes were still calm and gentle.

Step by step, layer by layer, Su Qing climbed to the top with his hands behind his back, looking towards the Ghost Saint Shengling.

"Hmph, you slaughtered the masters of the six sects along the way, and now the whole world is attacking you. You are even more infamous than the "Six-fingered Piano Demon". I have already sent people to inform Lao Liehuo and the others. Now many of the masters under the mountain have asked for help.

, but I want to see how you can escape this time!"

Sheng Ling hissed and laughed strangely.

"If I were you I wouldn't be stupid enough to come here alone!"

Su Qing walked slowly and said softly: "Since I set foot in the world, I have encountered countless opponents and suffered several fatal disasters. I believe that there is no real invincible in the world. I also believe that I may be defeated one day in the future, but

, I will never lose to clowns like you!"

"I'm sending you on your way today to destroy the six sects, but I want to see who dares to confuse right and wrong. Since there are no rules in this world, it's up to me to decide. Anyone who is disrespectful will be killed by me!"

Suddenly he heard a strong wind coming next to him. Su Qing didn't even look back. He fluttered his sleeves and raised his arms. A corpse suddenly jumped up from the ground. When it was blocked by the strong wind, its chest exploded.

A fiery red figure holding a copper staff, like a ball of fire, ran quickly up the mountain steps.

It was the ancestor of Liehuo. This person's "Firefire Palace" was located in Huashan Mountain and was closest to the Ghost Palace. He was the first to come to help.

"You brat, where are you going to run away this time? Tell me the whereabouts of the Demonic Qin, and I'll let you die more happily!"

Not only he, but also He Qinghua, and Dongfang Bai, these four people defeated the "Tian Mo Qin" with a combined attack that day, so they were afraid of being defeated one by one. After returning from the battle at Taihu Lake, they even worked together to heal their injuries.

"It saves me the trouble of running around again!"

Su Qing turned her hands behind her back, twisted her body little by little, and glanced condescendingly at the three people approaching from the bottom of the mountain.

"Haha, do you really think that you will be invincible if you taste some sweetness?"

Seeing him turn around, Sheng Ling, who had never made a move, had already seen the right opportunity, and all his disciples were killed. How could he not be angry?

Then it struck straight at him.

“The same old tune again!”

Su Qing laughed, and his green robe suddenly swelled like a ball, and there seemed to be dragons and snakes undulating behind him. He stamped his feet, and with a "boom", the rocks cracked, and Su Qing's figure left the place like lightning and turned into a ball.

The black shadow moved in front of Sheng Ling in an instant, incredibly fast.

The sudden change caused his expression to change drastically.

Without moving, he suddenly lifted his breath from his mouth, and his whole body flew up into the air, as if he had lost weight and had truly become a ghost. This was a unique skill of Sheng Ling that shocked the martial arts world.

"Ghosts move in the air" is the best in the world.

Seeing that Su Qing was approaching, Sheng Ling flipped in the air, struck down with both palms from above, and exerted all his sinister power, and launched the "Walking Corpse at Night" move like pushing a mountain.

"Well done!"

Su Qing took a deep breath and raised her palms, as strong as the sky. There was a muffled thunder, and the palms of their hands met.

next moment.

"Wow!"

Sheng Ling's body was on the verge of collapse and he screamed miserably, but he said with a ferocious smile: "You have fallen into my poisonous palm, and you don't have much time left!"

Su Qing stopped and turned around, and the two of them moved up and down, their arms intertwined with each other. As they tossed and turned, their hands were already touching each other in the air, and there was a crisp sound of "pah pah pah", and the force was surging.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Su Qing narrowed her eyes and let out a sigh, then she saw that she pushed out her palm and hit Sheng Ling's chest. Unexpectedly, it felt like a ball of cotton was pressed under her palm. It sank in and out, and most of the strength of her palm was rebounded back.

"interesting!"

This is another unique skill of Sheng Ling, called "Ghost Body", which is extremely difficult to practice. The secret lies in using an extremely soft Qi to control the muscles, bones and muscles of the whole body, making them soft as cotton, with the strength of ordinary weapons.

If you add yourself, you can also use your muscles to change your posture to dissolve everything.

Sheng Ling only thought that his extraordinary skills would cause Su Qing to suffer a lot. Unexpectedly, the five fingers of his right hand that bounced out suddenly looked like hooks and claws. The fingertips were filled with energy. He twisted and twisted his arm, but it turned out that

The cunning changes of the "Bagua Zhang" slid from his chest to the opponent's throat, catching him from the air like a dragon.

Perhaps in order to practice evil martial arts, even though Su Qing's fingers were deeply dug into the flesh of his neck, Sheng Ling didn't feel any pain at all. He resisted with his own internal strength and wanted to fight back.

Without thinking, Su Qing bent her right knee and pushed forward while applying force with her right hand.

"Snapped!"

The knee hit impartially, right on Guisheng's waist and abdomen.

Sheng Ling's struggling body immediately softened.

"Old Ghost Sheng!"

There were changes before and after, a copper staff was smashed from behind, and with the force of wind and thunder, Su Qing opened the tiger's mouth of his left hand, and the back of his head seemed to have eyes.

Lifting it in the air, the stone slabs exploded under its feet.

It was Patriarch Liehuo and others who had arrived belatedly.

Two more people attacked from the left and the right, a long whip rolled towards Sheng Ling, and one of them bullied him.

"help me--"

Sheng Ling said weakly and hoarsely.
To be continued...