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Chu He's expression remained unchanged, but he was suddenly startled, and the figure of Mu Yingjin appeared in his mind.

Unexpectedly, Mu Yingjin's reputation in the ghost world was so great that even the geniuses of the twelve families in the ghost world could regard him as a threat.

But when Chu He thought of Mu Yingjin's long sword again, he became clear.

With her temperament, it would be strange not to come to Liangjie Mountain to kill hundreds of ghost cultivators during festivals.

Feng Zishu didn't know about the relationship between Chu He and Mu Yingjin, seeing Chu He was in a daze, thinking that Chu He didn't know who this person was, he couldn't help but sighed and said.

"Chu He, Mu Yingjin is also a member of the National Scholars Academy like you. If this person discusses scriptures, he may not be as good as you, but with a long sword on his body, he is the strongest in the list of the inner court of the National Scholars Academy."

"Mu Yingjin has to enter the ghost domain almost every year, even if the dean of the academy, Mu Tong, stops her, it will be of no avail."

"However, this year I heard that Mu Yingjin announced that he would go into seclusion and practice painstakingly. If you don't break the third rank, you won't be able to come out. It's a pity that we couldn't join you. Otherwise, with your strength and Mu Yingjin, you will definitely be able to defeat the three ghosts in front of you!"

Chu He heard this, nodded and said nothing, but sighed in his heart.

Although he didn't know why Mu Yingjin broke the third grade in closed doors, he could roughly guess it.

The court is surging, and the vortex is surging. Those who can affect the general situation of the human race must at least be in the third-rank realm.

What Ouyang Hongmu and Yingjin thought was bound to be the same as that of Chu He, who wanted to influence the general trend of the world with his own power.

Just thinking of Mu Yingjin in his mind, Chu He felt a sense of loss for no reason.

It seems that after leaving the ghost domain, he has to make arrangements to return to the capital.

With his current strength, he has no fear even against the top three Confucian scholars, and he already has the strength to participate in the great battle.

While thinking about it, he heard the snake hiss and sneer.

"Chu He, you have ghost energy in your body, but you can clear it out with your own power. It must be a chance to still have such strength now. I won't kill you here. As long as you are willing to come under my Snake Li sect, I guarantee it." You have no obstacles before the Ghost Commander, and I can help you become the Ghost King with all your strength, how about it?"

When Feng Zishu and the others heard this, their hearts tensed.

A ghost cultivator and a handsome ghost are just like the second-rank Confucianism of the human race.

What a temptation it is to be guaranteed to enter the second-rank great Confucianism realm. Even if all the people present have confidence in their hearts, they may not be able to enter the second-rank Confucianism realm, which is a question after all.

Not to mention the first-rank ghost king guaranteed by Sheli, such benefits are hard for even a few people to resist.

Feng Zishu and the others looked at each other without saying a word, looking at Chu He with nervous eyes.

They didn't open their mouths to persuade them because they asked themselves, if they want to get such benefits, it is hard to say whether to accept or not.

It's just that if Chu He voluntarily fell into ghost cultivation, they would surely die now.

Chu He felt the eyes of the people behind him, smiled slightly, looked at She Li and said.

"However, second-rank Guishuai and first-rank Ghost King, how can you be satisfied with me? You think me too simply."

Feng Zishu and the others breathed a sigh of relief, their snake-like eyes and pupils flickered slightly.

The first-rank ghost king is still not satisfied, so what does Chu He want?

Red tongue Bai Le shook his head, Jie Jie laughed.

"It seems that Chu He, the genius of the human race, is about to perish here today, what a pity."

Feng Zishu shouted loudly.

"Chu He, just deal with the enemy, don't worry about us!"

While speaking, a ghostly aura burst out suddenly, eroding like a gust of wind.

The faces of Feng Zishu and the others suddenly changed. At the critical moment, Zhang Heng threw out the previous cultural treasure, releasing awe-inspiring righteousness, and haunting them.

With this cultural treasure, unless there is a ghost general of the third rank, it is impossible to open it below the fourth rank.

Hu Mei let out a smirk, and said sharply, "You two go deal with Chu He, and I'll go and see those pretty kids."

"If someone is willing, it would be nice to accept a few human bed warmers."

Zhang Heng laughed loudly when he heard the white fox's cry.

"Hahaha, Chu He said that you have body odor all over your body, and it really smells like that now. Your body odor smells so good for miles. I don't want to warm your bed."

Now that their face has been torn apart, Feng Zishu and the others don't care, they all laughed loudly.

"What Zhang Heng said is very true. I wait for the two of us to have a lovely wife to warm the bed, so I don't want to be with you, a fox with a stinky body."

Hu Mei paused and said angrily.

"It seems that you all want to die, then I will fulfill you!"

With a scream, Hu Mei came with a ghostly aura, and suddenly jumped on Wen Bao's protection.

Even though it was protected by cultural treasures that could resist third-rank ghost generals, it was suddenly shocked by Hu Mei's attack.

Feng Zishu and the others clicked their tongues.

This foxy strength is probably infinitely close to that of a third-rank ghost general, and with all his strength, even a third-rank ghost general is no match for him.

On the other side, She Li kept sticking out her long tongue, and Bai Le with her red tongue grinned sinisterly, and with a wow, the red tongue flew out like a rope, stabbing straight at Chu He.

Chu He held the Wen Qi Transformation Sword in his hand, and chopped it down with one blow.

When the long sword touched the rope, instead of breaking the rope, there was a clanging sound of metal colliding.

Red tongue Bai Le laughed and said, "Chu He, don't you think my tongue is so easy to break?"

Chu He narrowed his eyes slightly, let out a cold drink, blocked the red tongue, and rushed straight towards the two of them.

Whether it's Snake Li or Red Tongue Bai Le, what they show doesn't look like a ghost cultivator who can fight in close combat.

"Kill a person in ten steps, and never stay behind!"

A sentence from Chu He suddenly flashed to She Li's side, and the long sword stabbed out suddenly, about to penetrate She Li's body.

It's just that Chu He's heart suddenly tightened.

Something is wrong.

Facing his Wenqi Huajian, She Li showed too plainly.

The next moment, the long sword pierced through, but Chu He didn't feel any hindrance.

"Hiss, Chu He, don't you think our twelve families are too simple?"

A snake's voice sounded from behind Chu He.

At the same time that Chu He saw the figure piercing the snake, Chu He understood, and without turning his head, he put the long sword behind his back.

During Setsuna, only a clang was heard, and Chu He leaped towards the distance by the impact.

After landing, Chu He took advantage of the momentum to turn around, but suddenly there were three or four snakeheads and Bai Le with red tongues in front of him.

"Oh? As expected of Chu He, he really has some strength. I really don't want to kill you."

The three-headed snake smiled sharply at the same time, sticking out its long tongue continuously.

"Tsk, that's what happened."

Chu He chuckled, and at the same time, Bai Le with three red tongues suddenly shot out his tongue.

Three red tongues stabbed at the same time.

"Hahaha, let's see how you block it!"

Red tongue white happy smile.

As expected, Chu He was a little flustered. Wen Qichangjian stared at the three red tongues at the same time, moving from side to side, not knowing what to do.

But in an instant, the three red tongues were within reach.

Chu He seemed to have made up his mind, and the long sword slashed towards one of the red tongues.

But the red tongue pierced through the long sword and continued to stab Chu He.

illusion!

Chu He wanted to turn around and continue to block, but it was too late.