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Feng Zishu was stunned, and exclaimed: "Where is Chu He! Why is Chu He gone!"

Fang Yi and Zhang Heng looked at it, and there was no figure of Chu He in the upside-down light curtain.

"Could it be that Wenbao was compromised and Chu He was taken away?"

Fang Yi asked with staring eyes.

Feng Zishu said flatly: "It's absolutely impossible. The treasure was given to me by my grandfather, which is enough to withstand a full-strength attack from a third-rank ghost general. In Huangquan, a place where there are only fourth-rank ghosts at most, unless the spirit inside is exhausted, the people inside will definitely be able to use it." Impossible to happen."

Zhang Heng and Fang Yi pointed at the light curtain and said, "But now Chu He is gone!"

"I'm not too sure either."

Feng Zishu had a look of grief on his face.

Chu He managed to dispel the ghost energy, but he died in an accident just after he came in for a day, what a pity!

"Hey, how will I explain to King Zhennan when I go back?"

Fang Yi said with a sigh.

But all of a sudden, a fourth-grade ghost who was six steps away from them suddenly screamed, and the ghost energy dispersed and disappeared completely.

"How is this going!"

The three of them were shocked and puzzled.

A dozen or so fourth-rank ghost cultivators outside were also shocked when they saw this scene. They roared and looked around anxiously.

It's just that in the blink of an eye, another four or five ghost cultivators have disappeared, leaving only a scream.

"Who! Human child! Come out!"

The leading ghost cultivator yelled, constantly alerting his surroundings.

Feng Zishu and the others heard the ghost yelling, and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"No way."

Feng Zishu looked at Fang Yi and Zhang Heng, all three of them were shocked.

When the three of them looked at each other, a figure suddenly appeared behind the leader Ghost Xiu.

It was Chu He!

Only Chu He chuckled lightly.

"Okay, I'm out now, and then?"

The ghost cultivator's eyes almost bulged out, and when he was about to turn around, he felt that his neck was no longer in control.

In the eyes of the rest of the people, Chu He just appeared behind the ghost cultivator, and before he could even make a move, the ghost cultivator's neck broke and gradually turned into ghost aura.

"You! You are the fourth rank! No, you are only the fourth rank of the human race, how could you be so fast!"

"Despicable human race! They hide their strength!"

"Let's go!"

The remaining ghost cultivators stared at Chu He dumbfounded, and turned their heads to run away.

It's just that Chu He, who has a knight in Wenxin, can't possibly get around them.

Within thirty breaths, Chu He killed all the ghost cultivators.

After killing Guixiu, Chu He came to them and said with a light smile, "Okay, close the Wenbao, so as not to waste it."

Whether it is the bowl-shaped light-curtain cultural treasure that Feng Zishu turned upside down on Chu He's head, or the awe-inspiring righteousness cultural treasure that Zhang Heng took out, it will inevitably lose the literary spirit inside.

This kind of cultural treasure can only be activated by relying on the literary qi of a few five-rank Confucian scholars. It can only be used if the great Confucians in the family infuse the literary qi in advance, and then use the literacy of a few people as an introduction.

After it is used up, it can only be used again by infusing it with the Great Confucianism.

In this ghost domain, the cultural energy in this kind of cultural treasure is used less once, and there is no place to replenish it when it is used up. It is basically equivalent to waste.

Life-saving cultural treasures are especially precious, so save as much as you can.

After Chu He finished speaking, Zhang Heng realized that he was surprised by Chu He and forgot to close the Wenbao, and quickly sealed the awe-inspiring righteousness of the Wenbao in his hand.

"Fortunately, if my Wenbao supports it with all its strength, it should be able to last for a quarter of an hour. Although there is only half an hour left, it is better than nothing."

Feng Zishu said: "I'm still relatively good. My cultural treasure is calculated according to the intrusion of ghost energy. As long as the ghost cultivator does not attack, the literary energy in the cultural treasure will rarely be consumed."

Zhang Heng showed envy on his face.

However, the focus of the three of them was not on Wen Bao at this time, but Qiqi looked at Chu He.

"Chu He! What kind of strength do you have now, that you can kill more than a dozen fourth-rank ghost cultivators one after another!"

Fang Yi's eyes widened, and he looked at Chu He in disbelief.

Zhang Heng and Feng Zishu also looked at Chu He expectantly.

Chu He smiled slightly.

Just now when the crisis happened, what the three of them immediately thought was not how to save themselves, but that they didn't want to get involved in it, for fear that they would be hurt.

That alone is enough to prove that the three of them are sincere to him.

If that's the case, there's no harm in telling them the truth.

Chu He said: "I have a special method that allows me to get rid of ghost energy and sharpen my heart at the same time. Now I am still a fifth-rank talent, but I am not far from fourth-rank."

All three of them had envious looks in their eyes.

Feng Zishu thought for a while, then said suddenly.

"No, even if you are close to the fourth-rank realm, those ghost cultivators are all real fourth-rank ghosts. How did you kill them all?"

Chu He waved his hands, smiled and said nothing.

Feng Zishu shook his head and kept silent, he was extremely cautious, knowing that this had touched Chu He himself, so he could not intervene at will.

The other two couldn't help shaking their heads. Fang Yi sighed and said, "I really didn't expect that Chu He, who was regarded as the weakest by the three of us, would actually save us in danger."

Chu He smiled and said: "Thank you three for your concern. I didn't deliberately hide it. It's just the first actual combat after clearing the ghost energy. I don't know how strong I am."

The three of them wouldn't care about this small detail, and turned over this article laughing.

While the four were talking, a voice suddenly came.

"Yo? The three of you are still alive? Isn't this Chu He? How come you, a person who has been infiltrated by a ghost, came to participate in the ghost domain?"

Several people looked at a place a hundred steps away, and several figures slowly appeared in the purple shirt forest.

Feng Zishu's complexion became extremely bad, and he said in a low voice.

"Chu He, these people are from the capital, the leader is Gongsun Sheng, and the other three are the Li family, the Ouyang family and the Qin family."

Chu He raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked with a smile: "But the Gongsun family in the capital, the Li family in the capital?"

Feng Zishu nodded, "We are aware of the conflicts between you and several families, but this is a ghost town after all, you must not make a move."

Fang Yi said at the side.

"That's right, Chu He, although it's not possible in the ghost domain, once the Confucian scholars fight between the human races, the fluctuations in the culture will be enough to attract all the ghost cultivators within a radius of ten miles."

"The inability to fight in the ghost domain is a rule that all human races who enter it need to abide by."

Chu He nodded, and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely not attract ghost cultivators."

While a few people were talking, the people from the capital had already come to the front.

Gongsun Sheng looked at Feng Zishu and sneered, "I didn't expect you to be able to deal with those dozens of fourth-rank ghost cultivators after we left for a while. The famous family in Nanjun is well-deserved."