Build A Secret Council From Wudang Abandoned Disciples

Chapter 96 Horror revives, ghosts come again, if you don't wake up now, when will you wait! Time flies, dreaming back to childhood.....

The scene in front of him was beyond Situ Zhong's expectation.

But he was only in a trance for a moment.

Just came back to God.

Situ Zhong grabbed a rusty broken sword not far from him.

The rusty broken sword actually trembled.

Then it flew over by itself and fell into his hands.

"Where is the evildoer, dare to act presumptuously in our Shushan Sword Sect!"

Holding a rusty broken sword.

Situ Zhong was surrounded by sword energy, wreaking havoc.

With the fall of his voice.

The broken sword in his hand quickly drew a half-arc sword flower.

A stream of sword energy shot out, cutting towards the gray mist in the space crack.

This sword is the strongest sword that Situ Zhong has comprehended in the ruins of the Shushan Sword Sect sect after ten years of retreat.

He is confident that even if he encounters terrifying evil ghosts, as long as the opponents are not those terrifying ghost kings who gave birth to the ghost domain.

With this sword, the dog beheaded the opponent.

However………

next second.

The scene that appeared caused waves to appear in Situ Zhong's eyes.

With the rusty broken sword in his hand, he cut out the strongest sword in his life.

When approaching the gray fog.

29 That piece of gray mist actually seemed to be alive, wriggling quickly.

Then it became a big gray snake.

The gray mist serpent opened its mouth casually, and with one bite, it swallowed the sword he had cut into its belly.

Even, after devouring these sword qi.

The big snake also burped at him.

"This kind of method, is it the ghost king?"

"Could it be that I, Situ Zhong, have been retreating here for ten years, and I haven't comprehended the strongest swordsmanship and fulfilled my great ambition. Today, I am going to die here?"

Situ Zhong couldn't help showing a little sadness on his face.

After seeing the gray fog, he devoured the strongest sword in his life at will.

I already know.

This gray fog must have come from a certain terrifying existence.

It's not something he can deal with at all.

"Situ Zhong, now, the horror is revived, and the strangeness is coming again..."

"As one of the members of my secret council, if you don't wake up now, when will you wait?"

Just when sadness appeared on Situ Zhong's face, when he thought that he would die today.

above the sky.

From the crack, more and more gray mist surged out.

These gray mist condensed quickly, and finally, formed a huge high-backed chair.

And on this high-back chair, there is a majestic presence sitting upright.

This existence has an incomparably large stature.

His whole body was shrouded in gray mist, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Only in his eyes, those two groups of golden pupils burning like the red sun, showed his extraordinary and refined.

He sat on that high-backed chair, like a fairy god above the nine heavens, patrolling the world.

Situ Zhong saw the stalwart figure sitting on the high-back chair in front of him.

In his eyes, a little doubt could not help but appear.

He had no idea what the words of this stalwart existence meant.

And, to his surprise...

From this stalwart existence, he couldn't feel the slightest evil and weird aura at all.

Could it be that the owner of the gray mist in front of him is not an evil spirit at all?

Also, what is the secret council?

This stalwart existence said that he, Situ Zhong, is a member of the secret council, what does this mean?

Since Situ Zhong's love of his life, Lin Qing'er, was killed by a ghost ten years ago.

He then locked himself in the sword mound in the ruins of the Shushan Sword School to practice in seclusion.

Naturally, they are ignorant of what is happening outside.

"Forget it, it seems that the long time of self-seal has made you sink into it, and you can't get out!

"In this case, I will help you find everything you have forgotten!"

On the high-backed chair formed by the condensed gray mist.

The stalwart being sitting on it sighed.

Then reach out and pinch.

In his hand, a strange card appeared.

I saw this stalwart existence with a flick of the finger.

The card in his hand immediately shot out.

Flying towards Situ Zhong.

Situ Zhong frowned slightly.

He raised his hand subconsciously, and slashed out with the rusty long sword in his hand, slashing towards this strange card.

Wow...

However.

The rusty and broken sword in his hand pierced directly through this strange card.

There was a wave of ripples on this card, as if it was formed by the combination of water flow, and it was not affected by the rusty and broken sword in the slightest.

"..."

Situ Zhong frowned slightly.

Obviously, they did not expect this card to be so weird.

If you want to make a move again, it is already too late.

He could only watch helplessly as this weird card approached and disappeared between his brows.

"Where am I?"

Situ Zhong felt dizzy for a while.

After he came back to his senses.

He found.

The surrounding environment has already changed.

At this time, he was not at the familiar ruined sword mound of the Shushan Sword Sect.

Instead, he knelt down in front of a splendid building.

He looked up a little confused.

just see.

In front of the building in front of you, there is a black plaque.

And on that plaque.

Impressively, there are four big characters of "Shushan Sword School".

"How is this going?"

Situ Zhong's eyes became more and more puzzled and confused.

"Little brother, let's go quickly!"

"The armies of monsters and ghosts are almost here!"

"Now, almost the entire army of my Shushan Sword Sect has been wiped out, and only you and I are left!"

"Shortly after, those ghosts and monsters, 180 will definitely crush our Shushan Sword Sect. If they don't leave, it will be too late!"

Just when Situ Zhong was at a loss.

An anxious voice came.

Then, a fat young man with dark circles grabbed his hand with a panicked look on his face.

"Little brother?"

"I remember that I retreated in the ruined sword mound of the Shushan Sword Sect before, and then the void split, mist emerged, and unknown existences descended..."

"How come you came to this strange world in the blink of an eye, and what happened to the Shushan Sword School in front of you?"

"Didn't the Shushan Sword School fall into ruins a long time ago with the development of science and technology?"

"Why are these palaces still there?"

"Huh? My hand, how is it possible?"

Many puzzles and doubts appeared in Situ Zhong's mind.

but.

next second.

When he looked down.

Immediately froze.

His hands are white and small.

Just like the hands of a child of a few years old.

He reached out and took off the long sword on his back.

Then use this long sword to take care of the current appearance.

In the mirror of this long sword.

A young face.

Standing up long hair, a gray robe.

A little boy who seemed to be only five or six years old appeared in front of him.

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