Chu Ci rushed wildly with his sword and found Tianhe Lingsha. He first exposed Qingyang's true face in front of them, and then said helplessly: "If you don't go to the ghost world, you actually have a way to enter the Illusion Realm. When Master Xuanxiao breaks the barrier, you can enter if you want to enter, and there is no need to go to Buzhou Mountain to take risks."

"No, it will be too late!" Yun Tianhe shook his head and said, "I want to find Mengli before everyone starts fighting. She is so smart that she must have thought of a solution that can be solved without fighting."

"Swish! No one can stop this war. Now even if Chan You surrenders unconditionally, we will definitely kill prisoners." Chu Ci chuckled, his face almost like 'You 484 mentally retarded', Ling Ran said: "The Fantasy Realm has killed my Qionghua disciple, and my Qionghua disciple has also killed the Tak Demon. The blood sea is deeply hatred. If you can be forgiven for saying "I'm sorry for being wrong, then what kind of immortals are you still practicing? What kind of Tao is it? Just be a turtle with a head-shrinking."

Everyone flew north for a few thousand miles at first, and could see people. After passing a large wasteland, they sometimes encountered a sea of ​​ice, sometimes desolate mountains, but no one could see. After flying tens of thousands of miles, the three of them finally vaguely saw a towering mountain peak, like a pillar, so high that it could not be seen. It was a good thing that the pillar was from a distance, but when they approached, they found that the pillar was hundreds of miles in size. There was a stone dragon that was vaguely long on it, hovering on the pillar. The entire pillar was in a mountain range, and a collapsed mountain seemed to be vaguely seen in the distance. There was no sun in this place all day long, and the surroundings were dark, revealing the ancient prehistoric atmosphere.

The howling wind never falls down from Buzhou Mountain, making a desolate and thick roar, just like the sacrificial hymns left over from ancient times!

Chu Ci said: "I guess this is Buzhou Mountain, and it is indeed worthy of being the pillar of heaven!"

Han Lingsha said: "Brother Murong, Tianhe, here is so terrifying, it seems like a ghost comes out at any time."

"This is the entrance to the ghost world. Do you think there are ghosts?" Chu Ci rolled his eyes: "According to the ancient books of the Five Spirit Sword Pavilion in Qionghua, there is a divine beast with a candle-carrying dragon here, which can illuminate the entire northwest wilderness. Our trip is just to find a way to enter the ghost world, and it is best not to offend it."

Han Lingsha shivered: "Well, that kind of divine beast that has lived for millions of years, even if we want to fight, we can't win."

He circled along the mountain road, and there were often fierce ghosts and souls on the road, but they were not enemies of Chu Ci's sword, but they almost rushed towards the sky. Suddenly, a chilling aura beside him surged into his heart.

Where the anger was emitted, a corpse with only dry bones was lying quietly there. On the chest, a heavy sword penetrated deep into his chest! The sword style was ancient and strange, with extremely ancient inscriptions engraved on the spine. Han Lingsha wanted to lower her head to touch it, but was immediately caught by Chu Ci.

"The carvings on the sword are the soul-devouring array, such a vicious formation, and a very exquisite method!" Chu Ci's right hand rose, brushed away the dust on the heavy sword, carefully checked the inscribed array pattern of the heavy sword, and murmured: "It's really rare, this is actually a 'unfinished sword'! It's only halfway through the cast, but the sword has failed. However, for some reason, it has the sign of 'natural success', and the evil spirit is extremely fierce. The resentment condensed by countless resentful souls is probably crazy for it if it is not cultivated enough."

As he spoke, Chu Ci suddenly remembered that this was the Demon Sword Long Kui!

With a bent finger, he removed the resentment on the surface of the sword. Suddenly, a dark blue light flew out of the sword, surrounding Chu Ci.

Yun Tianhe said in surprise: "Huh? That's it."

Han Lingshayu pointed her lips and chuckled, "Brother Murong, it seems to be very attached to you."

"Don't get close to the magic sword Xiaokui doesn't want to harm others anymore." A gentle and sad cry came out from the blue light ball.

Han Lingsha asked, "'Xiao Kui'? Who are you? Did you fly out of the sword? And do you also call this sword the 'Demon Sword'?"

Xiaokui said: "He knows this person when you go. This sword is a fierce and an ominous thing."

"You can't completely control this sword?" Yun Tianhe asked. The sword spirit he had seen was almost the same as a real person, who could cry, laugh, quarrel and make trouble.

Long Kui said: "I just live in this sword, not the master of this sword. There are many evil ghosts in the demon sword, fighting and crying every day. Xiao Kui is so scared! All the people holding the demon sword were killed by the demon sword in the end. Xiao Kui doesn't want to harm others, so don't take the sword!"

Chu Ci chuckled, confidently and calmly pulled out the magic sword, and conducted a comprehensive inspection. The gray resentment wanted to climb onto Chu Ci, but was stopped by a layer of light in the palm of his hand. He couldn't move forward and said while looking: "The sword weapon is used to kill people. How can I withstand me if I am a little resentful soul and death!"

Han Lingsha was curious about the origin of Long Kui. When she asked, she learned that Long Kui had an older brother named Long Yang, who was the prince of Jiang Kingdom in the Spring and Autumn Period. Later, the enemy invaded and Long Yang wanted to cast a magic sword to defend the enemy. Unfortunately, he attacked in without casting it into an enemy. Long Kui jumped into the sword refining furnace. Later, the magic sword turned into a bloody light within a radius of several miles. Tens of thousands of people died under the magic sword, and the resentful soul attached to the magic sword.

The voice of the faint blue light group was desolate and sad: "Xiao Kui doesn't know what to do. I don't want to be reincarnated. I want to find my brother's reincarnation. I think my brother can't leave the magic sword, nor can I leave here."

"That's not necessarily!"

Before she finished speaking, she saw Chu Ci whispering his thumb, index finger and middle finger on the sword spine, and it seemed that he was about to leave with one touch, but the three fingers actually fluctuated on the sword spine at an extremely high frequency. Three thousand,657 subtle spiritual power penetrated into the sword body, and instantly "analyzed" the entire sword.

"So that's it!" Chu Ci suddenly realized, his sword fingers were like lightning, and he quickly connected the magic sword. With his finger strength, he alienated the formation patterns. All the resentment and hostility were converged into the sword's sword's body. Then Chu Ci changed slightly and extracted Xiao Kui's soul left in the magic sword and placed it in the heart of the formation that swallowed the soul-devouring array.

With the spiritual power urging, the purple-black light of the magic sword surged, swallowing the soul-devouring array to wipe out the dead souls that died under the sword. A series of pure soul power surged to the heart of the array, nourishing Xiaokui's soul.

Such a magical sword-making method made everyone stunned. The dark blue light ball unknowingly turned into a light and delicate figure floating in the air, timid and timid, which turned out to be a delicate and delicate little girl.

Chu Ci knew Long Kui’s story, so he simply cut the mess quickly and first made Long Kui’s residence better. Then he said softly: “Xiao Kui, I have modified the formation part of this magic sword, and you will be the sword spirit of this sword in the future.”

"Ah?!" Long Kui stared at Chu Ci with wide eyes, as if shocked, puzzled, and surprised!

"Don't understand? Yes, after all, you are just a princess in the mortal world, so you can follow me. When you have achieved success in your cultivation, I will send you to a place, where will there be the person you want to find."

Long Kui said angrily: "If one day he really finds his brother and knows that the magic sword has harmed so many people, would he think that Xiao Kui is not good? Don't want Xiao Kui?"

"No, he will definitely not be able to bear to be so obedient." Chu Ci smiled gently.

Long Kui returned to the magic sword as he spoke, and saw Chu Ci's face for the last time, thinking, is his name Murong Ziying? He is very righteous and gentle, and he looks a little like his brother.

Chu Ci put away the magic sword and everyone continued to set off. The Buzhou Mountain was towering and the strange rocks were rugged, which was really difficult to walk. In addition, the rules of the Heavenly Dao of Buzhou Mountain suppressed, even if you want to fly up with the sword now, it would be impossible.

When you reach the end of the Panlong Town Pillar, the super big wave of Ss Zhulong, the most powerful plot in the plot of the Immortal Sword Four, and the most severe release of the Yuntian River, finally appeared!

"You mortals! Why did you come to Mount Buzhou! This is the territory of the Netherland Country, retreat quickly!"

The sky was shining, the thunder was brimming, millions of silver snakes danced, thunder rolled, and a huge figure that seemed to be virtual and real slowly appeared in front of the three of them!

The dragon's head and snake's body are wind and rain, blowing into thunder and lightning, opening eyes is day, closing eyes is night!

The extraordinary divine object holding a candle with ten thousand years of cultivation!

The breath alone suppressed the three of them to move.

Yun Tianhe tried hard to straighten his back and looked up and said, "We are here to find a way to enter the ghost world! Who are you?"

Then Chu Ci saw with his own eyes how Zhulong let the water go, which was completely insulting his IQ. All kinds of crappy coercion, coercion choices, and then pulled out a phantom of the tribulation period, saying that as long as Chu Ci and the other two defeated the phantom, it would open the path to the Impermanence Hall of the Ghost Realm.

Then Chu Ci discovered that this illusion was in addition to the immortal skills and combat consciousness that reached the tribulation stage, including attribute bonus, spiritual power increase, pre-casting shaking, five elements resistance, spiritual power recovery and other basic physical qualities, which are all the foundation-building stage levels. Not to mention Chu Ci, even if Yun Tianhe was alone, he could exchange blood for this illusion.

Of course, Chu Ci could not raise doubts. Since Zhulong wanted to trade, what if Chu Ci accompanied Yun Tianhe to play a fake ball.

The five spirits are idle, the five spirits are the Dharma, and the five-ghost evil-suppressing and destroying. Although it is an illusion, the essence of the magic remains unchanged. Chu Ci took the opportunity to comprehend Zhulong's martial arts and gained a lot. Finally,

Stealing the head of a person (dragon?)!

Kill this great leader of the Phantom with one sword, and get 20,000 reward points plus five A-level side plots.

Zhulong glanced at Chu Ci with a little surprise, then continued to give benefits, sprayed a mouthful of Candle Dragon's breath to Yuntianhe, and then Shenyin: "A bold and interesting mortal, when your life is over, I will come to you to see if you are still so free and easy! Haha! Hahaha!!!"

Haha, can you fake it a little more?!

Chu Ci complained in his heart, and he suddenly remembered why Zhulong was so relaxed!

Luck, luck or luck!

When the times come, the world and the world work together, heroes will not be free!

Chu Ci was used to Yun Tianhe as the protagonist, so he often ignored his great fortune.
Chapter completed!