In a shabby inn.

Uncle Yunxiao was sleeping soundly and snoring like thunder.

And the room next door was not lit with candles.

Ning Hao pushed open the door, looked at the black shadow sitting inside and said:

"Witch Ghost, what are you doing here?"

In the darkness, the witch ghost smiled and then snapped his fingers gently.

The candlelight was lit in an instant, but it was not a yellow soft light, but a scarlet blood light.

He moaned:

"Ah, it's really pleasant tonight, you said, drought."

Ning Hao said coldly:

"We agreed before that the two of them will join forces to buy cause and effect, and then who will get it based on their own abilities? Why, can you regret it if you want to go back on your word!"

The witch and ghost said sadly:

"My good brother, haven't you noticed that Li Xiaoyin has several more karma and consequences involved? Although we joined forces to buy this news at that time, we didn't say we wanted to share it with others!"

"That Mu Zixu suddenly came out and made a fuss. If she really made her successful, the rewards you and I would have been in vain."

Ning Hao said disdainfully:

"Witch Ghost, you and I are both people who have already broken through the spiritual realm. Are you still afraid of her great perfect sea tribe in the spiritual realm?"

The witch sneered:

"Drought Ba, you are afraid that you will stay in the Kuangshan Sect and your brain will rust!"

"I passed through the wasteland of Yingchuan not long ago and went to Tianyuan City. I saw her on the way. At that time, she was already fighting with the Ghost King."

Ning Hao said listlessly while removing the bandage from his hands:

"Where is the ghost king? I have been living in the human world for so many years, and I never knew what ghost king there is."

"Witch Ghost, I advise you to leave early and not to attack Li Xiaoyin here, otherwise you will be in trouble."

The witch and ghost shook his head repeatedly and said indifferently:

"Li Xiaoyin's heart candle has condensed. This is the best time to kill him. Do you have to wait until he goes to Donghai City before you take action? I won't wait anymore, I'm going now!"

As he said that, his figure began to become illusory, and the blood-red candlelight shook and slowly faded away.

"Witch Ghost, you're in a hurry."

A burst of black smoke rolled up beside Ning Hao and then chased the witch ghost.

Shortly after the two left, Taoist Yunxiao, who was sitting alone at the bed, put down the "Fire Cang Sutra" in his hand.

He pushed open the door and looked at Ning Hao's direction of leaving for a long time.

"On the day of Jingzhe, Dinghai City was in chaos..."

Taoist Yunxiao sighed and turned back to the room.

He remembered the scene of the corpses piled up like mountains and the sea of ​​blood in Beishan City.

Although the bright moon is full, it is difficult to calm down.

Taoist Yunxiao lit candles on the table again and took out a piece of yellowed rice paper from the box beside the bed.

He grind the ink and wrote, and wrote as if he was flying. In a short while, he wrote a poem.

Poetry:

‘The sky is not clear in Dinghai City. Go back to your room and wait for peace all the time.’

‘The undercurrent clouds dissipate, and the thoughts are heavy on the Beishan Mountain.’

After chanting again and again, he laughed bitterly:

"If it is not the opposite, it is considered to be my own way of death."

Before he finished speaking, a ball of blue flame true fire suddenly flew out between Taoist Yunxiao's fingers.

The flame was extremely hot, and instantly burned the rice paper full of poems, leaving no dust behind.

............

In the quiet sky, the witch ghost looked below coldly.

Below is the yard where Li Xiaoyin lives in Zhen’s money house.

At this moment, the tree demons, grass demons, beetles, and moths in the yard were all frightened by this gloomy and terrifying evil spirit.

They trembled and crawled, and their breath became weaker and weaker, but none of them dared to escape.

The witch ghost looked at the insect feathers and scales below and smiled evilly:

"Who can tell me, Li Xiaoyin, where others are?"

"Report to the immortal...I'll wait...I don't know..."

Below, the tree demon spoke tremblingly.

"Don't know?"

"You don't even know who I am, so you started lying to me?"

The witch ghost smiled and flashed to the tree demon in an instant, holding its head.

Immediately afterwards, a red light suddenly rose, and what followed was the tree demon split into pieces.

This is the most proud move of the witch and ghost in his life, the soul-devouring.

"So, Li Xiaoyin, you went upstairs..."

He looked coldly and a blood-red sword appeared in his hand.

The next second, a blood-colored rainbow rose through the sky and soared into the sky.

But at this moment, a large net of Luotian was suddenly spread over Dinghai City.

The large net of Luotian was covered with black evil spirits, which revealed the taste of not belonging to this world from the inside out.

And in the center of this black network is a black coffin with a bronze evil roof.

With a "bang", the coffin board flew out and blocked the witch ghost.

Inside the coffin, a figure with a scarred upper body and a bandaged lower body stood up.

It's Ning Hao!

In the dim light and shadow, there was a crack-like evil spirit attached to his beautiful face.

A heavy bronze sword was inserted horizontally on the bronze coffin board beside him, as if it was a blade without a sharp edge, heavy but brave.

The messy long hair flew in the night breeze, and his strong arms made him look very majestic and domineering.

The witch ghost waved a sword light, knocked the coffin board away, and then stopped in the air.

He wrapped his hands around his hands, looked at the man who walked out of the coffin expressionlessly, and sneered:

"Yanzhuo, the unique skills of Hanba, I will ask for advice today!"

As he said that, the witch ghost threw his blood-red flying sword into the sky, then pinched the sword technique in his hand and quickly formed a seal.

The next moment, his whole body was like a burning arrow feather, shooting directly into the net of heaven and earth that revealed evil spirits.

Around the witch ghost, there are many red evil spirits that have condensed into entities.

They transformed into various ferocious appearances and followed him.

The evil spirit is one of the three evil spirits in heaven and earth.

It is called the nemesis of millions of spiritual energy in the world. The plants and trees wither when they encounter them, the rivers and rivers change their way when they fear them, and the clouds and fog disperse when they encounter them.

Wherever Ning Hao went, there was no grass and trees growing, and the rice and millet grains were not harvested. The people called it: "Drought Bah".

And evil energy is the companion of the righteous energy in the world.

Seven hundred years ago, a god-given talent who was the best in swordsmanship, Liu Zhongqing, came out of nowhere.

With his original "Night Rain Sword Technique", he easily defeated everyone who challenged him.

However, such a young generation of sword gods has been possessed by evil spirits since they were born.

As Liu Zhongqing's strength became stronger and stronger, the power of the evil spirit became stronger.

Until one day, he could no longer control the evil spirit on his body, and he was crazy.

Before going crazy, Liu Zhongqing was imprisoned in the fantasy of the dragon trapped on the top of Mount Emei.
Chapter completed!