Guigu.

Xia Wuji wiped out He Zhenxiong's last remaining soul in the Qiushui Spirit Sword and tried to input the Qi Qi into it. The Qiushui Sword immediately burst out with a shocking light.

Available!

His eyes lit up.

But then he sighed in his heart.

It's a pity that it's a sword!

It’s not that he can’t use a sword, but that he doesn’t like it very much.

Although I don’t like it very much, the spiritual sword can still play a significant role at critical moments.

He did not let Qiu Shui Sword recognize his master, but instead put away the sword.

He walked to He Zhenxiong's body, touched him, and found that nothing was found except the storage ring.

It seems that all good things are hidden in the storage ring.

He Zhenxiong has died, and the storage ring has become a homeless thing.

The mental power enters...

Xia Wuji's mouth raised a satisfactory curve.

Then he put it away, bent his legs and kicked the ground suddenly.

All the bones on the ground shook and then the whole person rushed up like a cannonball.

Return to the passage above, and walk out of the hole without looking back.

It seems unhappy, but in fact it takes several meters in one step and you will get out of the cave in a blink of an eye.

Looking up at the sky.

There are stars everywhere, and a waning moon hangs in the distant sky.

Under the night, the entire Guiyu Sect was like a gloomy and terrifying hell.

Night is the world of ghosts.

It's also his world.

Boom-

A figure arrived at a rapid speed from a distance, causing gusts of wind and thunder.

Xia Wuji's eyes were sharp, and he could tell at a glance that it was the old man in the Jindan stage who broke into the cave with He Zhenxiong.

He Yuguan arrived quickly, and the huge ghost king behind him was following like a shadow, with terrifying pressure overwhelmingly.

"You killed my son?"

He Yuguan was flew in clothes, her white hair was flying, and she shouted violently.

He felt the aura that He Zhenxiong had not yet dissipated from Xia Wuji.

Xia Wuji narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw the huge ghost king dozens of feet tall, and a curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Is this big?

A thought moves.

The Ghost King's clone appeared.

big!

Pang~

The black robe of the Ghost King's clone suddenly exploded, and its body size soared to a height of hundreds of feet.

At this time, the Ghost King's clone was no longer a ball of black air, but a swelling and kneading muscles in the body, and a real entity.

He is not a handsome boy, but a real evil ghost with a hideous face, a green face and a fangs, and a dark body.

Long hair was automatically blown in the air without wind, with two hanging rings hanging on both ears, wide mouth and tiger eyes, and a hideous and terrifying face.

A broad back, developed chest muscles, and thick and unimaginable arms.

The two legs were like giant pillars that held the sky, with long legs several meters long and flying wildly.

The whole body is like casting of iron.

As soon as he appeared, the fierce power surged into the sky, frightening He Yuguan's Ghost King's face.

Made, I met the real king!

He Yuguan himself was also confused.

Is this...Ghost King?

It's so big!

And it's an entity!

Does a ghost have an entity?

Isn't this a devil...or a devil?

The Ghost King clone smiled and said, "Hehehehe, say it, how many times do you want to die!"

The sound shook all directions and penetrated the soul.

After saying that, the huge palm suddenly clenched, forming a huge fist.

He punched He Yuguan and the Ghost King behind him.

The space exploded, forming a terrifying ripples, and the whole world seemed to be twisted.

not good!

Feeling the huge power, He Yuguan's soul suddenly emerged.

He clasped his hands and saw all kinds of defensive talismans appearing for no money, and they appeared in front of him.

In an instant, layer by layer, and the light was magnificent.

"Block it to me-"

He Yuguan roared.

Bang!!!

Dozens of huge talismans were blown out with one punch.

No matter how strong the talisman is, it needs magic power to support it, but it is obvious that He Yuguan's magic power is not enough to maximize the defense of the talisman.

At the same time, the level of these talismans is not enough to resist the pure and huge physical strength of the Ghost King clone.

No matter what magic power you have, I will break it with one punch!

The force of the fist did not diminish, and it hit He Yuguan and the trembling ghost king hard.

Pang~~~

Blood rain was everywhere, and black fog was everywhere.

He Yuguan and his Ghost King were blown off with one punch.

With a big hand, the Ghost King clone grabbed He Yuguan's residual soul and his Ghost King's energy and swallowed it up.

Xia Wuji put away He Yuguan's storage ring with a casual move.

With a thought, the Ghost King's clone took a step a hundred feet away, and walked towards the darkness.

Bang bang bang bang...

Landslides and cracks.

Countless wailings...

That night, none of the Yugui Sect escaped except for the people present and was killed.

At this time, Xia Wuji was reading leisurely in the library of the Yugui Sect.

As for the old man who was often sleepy in the library, he had already let him sleep forever.

Most of the books in the library are ghost control techniques, and even some arts in the room, as well as side-door paths.

For example, picking and cutting, turning into animals, peeling and changing faces, and raising ghosts and harming people.

Xia Wuji has always scoffed at these evil techniques.

Only those who have bad intentions, evil hearts, and unrighteous values ​​will practice this kind of thing.

In the Guiyu Sect, these evil techniques are neatly placed on the bookshelf in a regular manner, which shows that this sect itself is a very evil sect.

However, some upright books were placed randomly on a small partition below.

"Nanzhou Chronicles" is one of them.

Xia Wuji flipped through the book, and read the book with powerful mental power very quickly, almost every second and every page.
To be continued...