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"What do you want to do? You are destroying my plan in the ghost world. Are you going to be the first reverse species in the ghost world?"

The Ghost King sneered and said.

"Promotion to a half-step ghost fairy is to strengthen my ghost world. Why does it affect the ghost world's plan?"

"Did I influence the plan of the ghost world, or your plan?"

The Left Ghost King was silent for a moment, then said in a cold voice.

"Contribute to my ghost world, you should feel proud."

Ghost King said with a sneer.

"Such pride, do you want me to give it to you?"

The left ghost king became even more angry. He slowly got up, looked at Chu Heling ghost king, and said calmly.

"Do you think, in front of me, there is still room to fight back?"

Before he finished speaking, the Left Ghost King suddenly waved his right hand.

In an instant, a powerful ghostly aura rose suddenly.

Seeing this ghostly aura, fear suddenly rose in Chu He's heart.

This ghostly aura is very powerful, so powerful that it frightens him from the bottom of his heart.

Is this the power of ghosts and immortals?

Even if it's just a projection that doesn't even count as a distraction, even if the main energy is still entangled with the saint of the human race, the escaping ghost energy is enough to make Chu He, a great scholar who has understood the mantra of the saint, tremble.

Chu He was only afraid from the bottom of his heart, while the ghost king beside him had already started to tremble.

The realm suppression of the ghost world is much stronger than that of the human race. The spirit ghost king is the peak ghost king of the first rank, and now the will of the left ghost king is the real ghost fairy!

There are two full realms missing!

The absolute crushing of the realm made an existence like the Spirit Ghost King who would never be afraid could not help but feel suffocated.

With a bang, the ghostly aura that was so powerful that it almost made people despair fell suddenly.

Chu He resisted the fear that would make him put down his long sword to accept death, suddenly shouted, forcibly summoned Xinjian Wusu, and read a sentence in classical Chinese.

"Stay firm on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks."

"Thousands of blows are still strong, let the wind from east to west!"

A piece of classical Chinese, Chu He's literary energy burst out suddenly, as if it turned into a tough bamboo in an instant, intending to forcibly resist this ghostly energy.

One reason is that this ghostly aura is too huge, covering almost the entire Ghost King Palace, making it impossible for him to avoid it.

Secondly, it was because Chu He also wanted to try how powerful this ghost energy was.

The Spirit Ghost King at the side shivered and shouted suddenly.

"spirit!"

Huge ghost energy erupted from the ghost king's body.

But this huge ghost aura, in front of Zuo Guiwang's ghost aura, is as insignificant as a figure at the foot of the mountain.

The ghost aura descended suddenly, and Chu He felt that the flesh and blood on his body seemed to be crumbling.

Classical language is wrapped in literary energy, wrapped in sword intent, which in the past could even threaten the sword intent of a peak ghost king, but in front of this ghost energy, it is like a sapling, and it is instantly destroyed.

The ghost qi summoned by the Spirit Ghost King is like a ball of air that is blown away.

After smashing two blows in a row that were comparable to the peak level of a first rank, this ghost energy was only weakened by a third, and it bombarded with an unstoppable momentum.

Chu He snorted, and at the moment before the ghost energy hit, he took out Fang Yuedun and injected Wen Qi.

A golden shield suddenly appeared, enveloping Chu He and the Spirit Ghost King who was right next to Chu He.

With a bang, the ghost energy gradually dissipated.

But Chu He felt as if he was hit by a bison and flew out suddenly.

With a crisp clicking sound, the token-sized shield in Chu He's hand suddenly shattered.

There was no trace of elegance on it anymore, no matter how Chu He injected it, it had lost its effectiveness.

A semi-sacred cultural treasure was completely shattered like this!

Fang Yuedun was able to withstand a half-step ghost's full blow, but the one in front of him was a real ghost!

This is just a projection that is not even a distraction!

The real ghost fairy is so powerful?

Chu He grinned, and looked inside himself at a very fast speed to see how seriously injured he was.

Fortunately, the blow just now was weakened by him and the Spirit Ghost King's all-out blow, and Fang Yuedun blocked most of the remaining power. He just received the remaining power, but was knocked out, and did not suffer much damage.

But this also shows how powerful the projection of ghosts and immortals in front of him is.

Chu He stood up with difficulty, looked at the Spirit Ghost King at the side, and gave his own suggestion.

"Let's withdraw."

Such a powerful existence is simply not something they, a third-rank Confucian, or a first-rank peak ghost king can resist.

The ghost king bared his mouth, bared his fangs, pointed to the left ghost king and said.

"Didn't you hear him say that Zuo Guiwang has something to do with the plans of the ghost world? A plan of the ghost world that would rather suppress me to be promoted to a half-step ghost fairy, don't you worry about the catastrophe for the human race?"

Chu He looked at him like a fool, bared his teeth and cursed.

"Even if it's the big plan to destroy the human race, it can't change the fact that we are not opponents at all."

Suddenly, the two heard a cold snort.

boom!

Another powerful ghost energy, condensed in the hands of the left ghost king, burst out suddenly.

But at the next moment, Zuo Guiwang seemed to be affected, and suddenly frowned, and the ghost energy in his hand also weakened to half of its strongest state.

He was influenced by Sword Immortal Qinglian!

The next moment, a classical Chinese voice came out in front of Zuo Guiwang.

"Swordsmanship has become the king's master, there are dragons to kill dragons!"

With a bang, the sword Wusu in Chu He's hand suddenly flashed a golden light.

The left ghost king is that dragon!

But at this time, another sigh sounded from the left ghost king's hall.

"You kid, why do you always like to involve others?"

A sage's breath descended and entered the heart sword Wusu.

But in the next moment, the sigh in the air was suddenly interrupted.

Immediately afterwards, another ghostly aura descended, forcibly cutting off the sigh in the air.

Another saint, another ghost!

The two consciousnesses were soon entangled, and there was a constant thunderous sound.

But the saint's consciousness came earlier after all, and the moment it came, it had already affected Zuo Guiwang.

Taking advantage of the situation, he also attached a saint's breath to Chu He's heart sword Wusu.

Holding the heart sword Wusu, Chu He came to the left ghost king in an instant, and cut it down with a single blow.

There was a muffled thunder, and the ghost energy that had just gathered in front of Zuo Ghost King suddenly shattered.

And the saint's aura above Xinjian Wusu still has a golden light, and it cuts down with a single sword.

The moment he sensed the killing intent, Zuo Guiwang snorted coldly, and grabbed the heart sword Wusu in Chu He's hand with a palm.

The next moment, the left ghost king's palm seemed to be cast iron, and he grabbed the heart sword Wusu, and the golden light shone on the long sword, but the left ghost king's palm just kept escaping ghost energy, and did not suffer too much damage.