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In an instant, classical Chinese was no longer uttered from Chu He's mouth.

But it resounded between heaven and earth.

Above the Scarlet Waterfall, there seemed to be a person who was continuously roaring.

And under the Scarlet Waterfall, there are countless figures, constantly moving forward.

Someone was drunk and lying down.

Someone stood with a sword.

Someone laughed out loud.

Someone wrote a poem.

Some people sing to the mountains.

For a moment, everyone seemed to see a person's life.

That person is full of passion.

That person, show off your talent.

That person is down and out.

The man, sitting in front of the table, laughed and sang.

"The bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won't wake up after being drunk!"

"The ancient sages are lonely, but the drinkers leave their names!"

Countless memories were gathered in the wine glass in front of that person.

Pride, romance, dilapidation, frustration.

The seven emotions and six desires are all shrouded in classical Chinese.

"When Chen Wang was in the old days, he feasted in peace and joy, and fought with thousands of wines."

"Why does the master say that the money is small, and he has to sell it to the king."

"Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell with you..."

After reading the four words, the figure above the bloody waterfall suddenly stood up.

That figure was dressed in a green robe, with a wine gourd pinned to his waist and a long sword on his left.

The man chuckled at Chu He.

In the next instant, that figure disappeared into the bloody waterfall.

As for the Bloody Waterfall, all of them entered Chu He's body.

Chu He chuckled, Xinjian Wusu appeared in his hand, and slowly lifted the long sword.

He looked at the Ghost Emperor in the air and shook his head.

The ghost emperor was stared at by him, and he felt as if he was being pierced by a long sword, and fear suddenly floated in his heart.

He can really kill me!

In an instant, the ghost emperor suddenly shouted, and the speed at which countless cultural qi gathered accelerated again.

Long dragons with ghostly aura kept hitting Chu He on the ground.

Every long ghostly dragon is infinitely close to the full blow of a half-step ghost!

"Protect Chu He!"

Wen Xiang shouted loudly, ready to use his body to fight hard.

They saw the saint of the human race, and hope had already risen in their hearts.

They must not let the ghost emperor influence Chu He at this time.

As long as Chu He can make a move, the two-time Shan can still be saved!

There is still salvation for the human race!

Countless literati soldiers shouted loudly.

"Protect Chu He!"

At this time, the Spirit Ghost King was already forced to kneel on the ground by the first ghostly dragon.

In an instant, Wen Xiang forced out the last breath of Wen Qi in his body, taking over from the Spirit Ghost King, standing in front of Chu He.

Even if he dies, as long as he can block it even once, there will definitely be someone behind him who will follow him!

As long as you can withstand it!

Wen Xiang roared, his eyes fixed on the ghostly dragon that was about to hit him, and he was ready to die.

Even if it is death, he will not close his eyes!

The ghostly dragon is close at hand.

Chu He, to stop the Ghost Emperor...

Wen Xiang was so overwhelmed by the ghost that he could not speak, and roared in his heart.

But in the next moment, a sword intent rose out of thin air, and suddenly shattered the ghostly dragon in front of Wen Xiang.

In an instant, countless sword intents rose out of thin air, and the ghostly dragons that followed were smashed one after another.

This is... a half-step Juggernaut!

Wen Xiang suddenly opened his eyes wide, happily looking at Chu He behind him.

Chu He's eyes were already full of blood at this time, but he still chuckled lightly.

"Leave the rest to me."

In an instant, Chu He didn't even read the classical Chinese, and he was already in the air.

In front of the ghost emperor!

Taking advantage of the powerful ghost aura around him, and relying on his strength to be infinitely close to a half-step ghost fairy, the ghost emperor kept stopping Chu He.

As long as he is given another split second, he can be promoted to a half-step ghost fairy!

Chu He lifted the long sword upside down and waved it lightly, all the ghostly aura in front of him dissipated immediately.

The ghostly aura comparable to a half-step ghost is not a half-step ghost after all.

For the first time, panic appeared in Ghost Emperor's eyes, he kept roaring, and kept trying to stop Chu He.

In the next instant, a crisp sound resounded in the air.

The panic on Ghost Emperor's face suddenly disappeared, replaced by pride.

"Hahaha, Chu He! I have successfully promoted!"

"I'm a real half-step ghost now! And you only have the aura of a saint!"

"How can you still be my opponent!"

"You guys are going to die!"

A powerful coercion suddenly emerged in the air.

This coercion is completely different from the coercion of the ghost king, and it is hundreds of times stronger!

Half-step ghost fairy!

The Spirit Ghost King knelt on the ground, being suppressed by the ghosts and immortals, he suddenly screamed and passed out.

The other eight ghost kings, who had bowed their heads to the ground from the beginning, couldn't help screaming the moment they felt the coercion of the ghost fairy, and they didn't have the strength to get up again.

This is the power of ghosts and immortals!

Under the ghost fairy, all ghosts worship!

Even the many first-rank peak ghost kings who have ruled the ghost world for hundreds of years cannot bear the coercion of ghosts and immortals.

Even if it's just Yu Wei!

"Chu He! What are you fighting with me!"

The ghost emperor, who had been promoted to half-step ghost fairy, laughed out loud and slapped it down.

The tens of thousands of literati in the field, seeing Guixian successfully promoted to Guixian, and seeing the appearance of ghost kings such as Linggui King, were already full of hope, and once again a shadow was shrouded in their hearts.

Is it really not possible?

The ghost emperor has really been promoted to a half-step ghost fairy.

Is there anyone else who can stop the ghost emperor who has been promoted to half-step ghost immortal?

But more people looked at Chu He in the air with even more expectant eyes.

A fourth-rank talented scholar severely injured the spirit ghost king and killed the snake ghost king.

A fourth-grade talented scholar has attracted the appearance of a saint several times!

Three grades of great Confucianism, a piece of classical Chinese, induces a sage to appear and enter the body.

Chu He has created countless miracles.

This time, more people believed in Chu He's ability to create another miracle.

More people already have an idea in their hearts.

As long as Chu He is around, even half-step ghosts will never be surprised.

Human race will win!

Chu He must win!

Standing in the air, Chu He looked at the triumphant and joyful Ghost Emperor, and said softly.

"Half-step ghost fairy?"

"Is the half-step ghost fairy strong?"

Hearing this sentence, the ghost emperor's smile froze.

He looked at Chu He's eyes that were already filled with blood, and his pupils could not be seen at all, and panic rose in his heart again.

"Then let you see the power of half-step ghosts!"

With a bang, a large character suddenly appeared beside the ghost emperor.

emperor!

The ghost emperor, as the emperor of the ghost world, was promoted to a half-step ghost fairy.

His character is Di.

In an instant, the huge Emperor character suddenly pressed towards Chu He.

Suppression of ghosts and immortals!

Promoted to the half-step ghost fairy, the ghost emperor has mastered the laws between heaven and earth.

One word can suppress the entire country!

The huge Emperor character was pressed down in front of Chu He, like a huge mountain, pressing down heavily.

Chu He raised his head, looked at the emperor character, his eyes were flat.

Then, he read three words.

"...Eternal sorrow."