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Chu He, who was caught by the long sword, did not panic, but only showed a knowing smile.

With a bang, a powerful ghost energy struck from the side of the left ghost king.

At this moment, the Ghost King roared like a wild beast.

"spirit!"

With a sound, countless ghost energy gathered in the center of the ghost king's claws, and he patted it down with one claw.

He is different from other ghost kings, he is not the kind of ghost king who has no combat experience at all and only relies on realm crushing.

Not only would he cooperate, but he had also cooperated with Chu He to kill the ghost emperor together.

So he knew exactly what Chu He wanted to do.

So under Chu He's initiative, there was this claw.

What is powerful is the will that befalls Zuo Guiwang, not Zuo Guiwang.

That will is just a projection, and what is powerful is only the amount and ability to control the ghost energy, not the spirit body of the left ghost king.

On the contrary, if that will does not want Zuo Guiwang to die, it must ensure the existence of Zuo Qingfeng's spirit body.

But now Zuo Qingfeng's spiritual body was only hidden, and did not dissipate.

Therefore, if the Linggui King's paw was struck, Zuogui King's physical body would definitely be severely injured, and his spiritual body would also be relatively damaged.

But the next moment, the Zuo Ghost King snorted coldly, and a ghostly energy burst out in an instant, knocking the Spirit Ghost King away.

The Left Ghost King has been on guard?

The smile on Chu He's face froze. Knowing that the distance between himself and the left ghost king was dangerous when the spirit ghost king was knocked into the air, he suddenly yelled.

Xinjian Wusu suddenly turned into a stream of light and entered Chu He's body, and Chu He took the opportunity to speak classical Chinese.

"Ten steps to kill one person."

Did not read the second half of the classical Chinese, this classical Chinese is only used as a flash.

With a sound, Chu He suddenly jumped ten meters away.

The Left Ghost King said with a cold snort.

"Ants."

With a sound, a powerful aura suddenly descended from the entire Ghost King Hall.

But Chu He and Linggui King suddenly felt a mountain pressing heavily on them.

At the same time, everything in front of Chu He suddenly became pitch black.

He kept shaking his head, but the darkness in front of him didn't change at all.

And he raised his hand, but his fingers were missing.

He put his hands over his eyes, but suddenly realized that he had no sense of touch at all.

In the next moment, he suddenly realized that he had lost the feeling of his hands.

Where are his hands?

where are his legs

Where is he?

For a moment, his thoughts seemed to stop completely.

However, the next moment, a golden light shone in front of Chu He.

This golden light restored Chu He's vision.

The next moment, his sense of touch, his limbs came back again.

Chu He suddenly realized that he had entered an illusion.

Or, not an illusion, but reality.

The golden light burst out suddenly, completely tearing the darkness in front of Chu He's eyes.

Before his eyes, the appearance of Zuo Guiwang Palace was restored.

Chu He suddenly realized something, and looked at the Ghost King not far away.

At this moment, the Ghost King stood there motionless as if he was stupid.

It is impossible for the illusion to affect Daru Jingxin, so this is not an illusion.

He looked at Zuo Guiwang, but Zuo Guiwang frowned, as if he was in pain.

At this time, he realized that he was just affected by the ghost consciousness of Zuo Guiwang.

The "fantasy" that can affect Daru Jingxin on such a large scale, and even requires the action of a saint to pull Chu He out?

Ghost Fairy Domain! Chu He was startled suddenly, and shouted at the Ghost King.

"Ghost King Domain!"

The ghost king's body trembled for a moment, and at the next moment, Chu He summoned Xin Jian Wusu, and stabbed at the ghost king with his sword.

Xinjian Wusu suddenly pierced into Linggui King's arm, penetrated an inch, and burst out with literary energy.

The ghost king finally recovered, and in an instant, a powerful ghost energy descended on the ghost king's side.

He heard Chu He's shout, instantly understood what Chu He meant, and summoned the Ghost King Domain.

But the next moment, Zuo Guiwang suddenly sneered.

"Using the Ghost Immortal Domain in front of me, do you think you didn't die fast enough?"

With a bang, the powerful ghostly aura around the Ghost King's side suddenly dissipated.

The ghost king let out a muffled snort, shaking his body continuously, but his ghost energy was not broken.

The moment the ghost king's domain descended and he regained his sanity, he had already put away the ghost king's domain.

As a ghost king with extremely rich combat experience, it is impossible for him not to know that in front of a ghost fairy, powerful realm suppression can even directly shatter his ghost king's domain.

The shattering of the ghost king's domain means the shattering of the spirit body and shattering of the ghost energy.

So in an instant, he had taken back the ghost king's domain, but in the end he was caught by the tail and was severely injured.

Chu He gritted his teeth and let out a loud shout.

"Soaring clouds are like surging smoke, dense rain is like loose threads!"

Under the sound of classical Chinese, countless literary spirits burst out suddenly.

Wen Qi wraps the long sword, and stabs out with a sword.

At the same time, there seemed to be a drizzle in the sky, and the pitch-black mist turned gray as if it had been washed.

As the drizzle fell, it suddenly turned into a sage's breath and entered Chu He's heart sword Wusu.

But at the next moment, another breath of ghosts and immortals descended, forcibly cutting off the drizzle from the saint's manifestation, and the two consciousnesses became entangled again.

Chu He gritted his teeth, and swung the long sword in his hand.

The long sword swung out, and the saint's aura closely followed the sword intent, like a long dragon, rushing towards the left ghost king.

The Left Ghost King snorted coldly, the ghostly aura gathered, but he frowned again, and the condensed ghostly aura dissipated a lot again.

The ghost energy collided with the literary energy, and the two collapsed instantly.

The anger on Zuo Guiwang's face was even worse, and ghost aura had gathered immediately, but when his eyes fell on Chu He, his eyes suddenly froze.

Because another piece of classical Chinese was spit out from Chu He's mouth.

"To be a hero in life, to be a hero in death!"

The classical Chinese came out, followed by a roar from the sky.

This is the roar of the half-step martial saint Xiang Yu.

But the next moment, a female figure appeared, looking at Chu He from afar.

A sage breath poured into Chu He's long sword.

The female figure just nodded slightly, and was instantly torn apart by the enveloping ghost energy.

Wusu once again swung the sword in Chu He's hand.

The next moment, Chu He didn't care about the effect of this sword at all, and just shouted again.

"The way to university lies in Mingmingde!"

"Be close to the people and stop at perfection!"

With a sound of classical Chinese, an old figure suddenly appeared in front of Chu He.

The old figure looked at Chu He, nodded slightly, and then flicked his sleeves lightly, a golden light entered the sword Wusu in the center of Chu He's hand.

Now, even Chu He couldn't help being dumbfounded.

Kong Sheng!

He actually called out Kong Sheng in classical Chinese!

Kong Sheng is still alive?

The figure nodded slightly and said with satisfaction.

"good."