Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Zhong Hanxin's Ghost Qi ablated little by little, melting into the golden light of degree.

He slowly stood up, standing there with a halberd in his hand, as if he was doing justice to justice.

The second brother is worthy of being the second brother. In fact, the ghost king can be subdued and surrendered alone!

Chen Ming couldn't help but said heartily, the ghost king fought him for a long time regardless of the outcome, and Jiang Haoran was obediently punishable as soon as he appeared.

The other disciples were also shocked. The Ghost King was so powerful that he had no courage to contend in front of the second brother, so he gave up.

"We are still too weak. Facing the ghost is very difficult. Facing the ghost king, we can only be abused."

"Who said no, if it wasn't for Senior Brother Seven to protect us in secret, we would have been killed by the Li ghost long ago."

"Yes, especially Wang Batian, who wanted to eat alone twice, hadn't Senior Brother Seven here, he would have died first."

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As the others said, they couldn't help but glance at Wang Batian who was seriously injured and unconscious.

The first time he ate alone, Li Gui was seduced. Although the others did not see Chen Ming's action, they probably guessed that it was Chen Ming who withdrew him to save his life.

As a result, this guy had the first lesson, or the dog couldn't change eating shit, and then ate alone to draw the ghost king out. If Chen Ming hadn't appeared, the twelve of them would have to be buried here today.

Qing Shan Daoist stood on the top of the hill and took the wine from his waist. Calabash poured a sip of wine.

His Cultivation Base is high and he heard what the ghost king said to Jiang Haoran.

Unexpectedly, this ghost king was actually the general of Da Zhou three thousand years ago!

Qingshan Daoist has read many history books and knows some things.

Three thousand years ago, the Great Yan and Great Zhou at the time were like water and fire, and they fought all the year round. The Great Xia dynasty of that year was controlled by two parties and was not involved.

And there was a secret army in Da Zhou, which went deep into the flames and seemed to be looking for something. The result seemed to be discovered and the whole army was destroyed.

At that time, the general of the secret army, Zhong Hanxin, did not expect to die near here, attracted by Chen Ming's soul-attracting formation.

"Your Majesty, the final general has found the god of the town, and it is hidden in this halberd!" As Ghost Qi melted bit by bit, Zhong Hanxin's intelligence gradually recovered, returning to the light.

"Final General Zhong Hanxin, General Yangwei of the Great Zhou, commanding Xuanhuqi to go deep into the Great Flame Realm, have found the god of the kingdom, and live up to the emperor's grace!"

Zhong Hanxin solemnly said, after the voice fell, he knelt down on one knee to Jiang Haoran.

Jiang Haoran turned slightly, looked at Zhong Hanxin who was kneeling in front of him, and waved gently: "Well, General Zhong, please go with peace of mind."

Although I am not your emperor, since you kneel down like me, you are asking me.

Don't worry, when I go to the Great Zhou Dynasty in the future, I will bring you the fetish of Zhen Guo.

Looking at Jiang Haoran's face, Zhong Hanxin's body trembled.

No, you are not my majesty!

Wait, the imperial prestige is indeed the imperial prestige inherited from the Great Zhou Dynasty. He is not my emperor. What age is it now?

"Your Majesty, what year is this eve? Da Zhou He is in power?" Zhong Hanxin asked.

"Tonight is Xianwu 3,345, and Yuan Emperor Zao Wou-ki in power in the Great Zhou Dynasty." Jiang Haoran explained.

He still knows these basic knowledge.

"Thirty-three or four-five years, the original Xuan Emperor era has passed." Zhong Hanxin's body gradually became transparent, and 3,000 years have passed since he regained his spiritual wisdom today.

"In addition, I don't have much to do with Da Zhou, but since you gave me the treasure of Zhen Guo, then I will accept it for the Da Zhou Dynasty. If you remember, I will return it. You can go with peace of mind."

Jiang Haoran finished speaking and turned his back.

What?

You have nothing to do with the Great Zhou Dynasty? Then I bowed down to you before!

No, I have been pitted!

Zhong Hanxin reacted, Ghost Qi vibrated, but was almost ablated, and he was about to be reduced.

"I'm unwilling!"

With an unwilling heart, Zhong Hanxin slowly melted into the heavens and the earth, and was transformed by Chen Ming.

The halberd in his hand lost its support and crashed to the ground.

Jiang Haoran stretched out his hand and grabbed it, wrapped the halberd with Spirit Power, and brought the halberd up and grabbed it in the palm of his hand.

The halberd started with a cold bite, and there were some Ghost Qi on it that hadn't dissipated, but Jiang Haoran didn't care at all.

Jiang Haoran is not polite with such a good weapon, and there are some gods of the country in it, and I don't know what it is.

Although there was a crack on the halberd, it did not affect the quality of the halberd itself. The quality of the halberd itself was extraordinary.

Chen Ming didn't care about the halberd. He was practicing swordsman. The halberd was useless to him. Although there was a god of the country inside, he didn't understand what it was.

Now Chen Ming is feeling the changes in the body of the golden light, just three thousand times, no more, no less.

"groove!"

Busy for nothing!

He originally had 3000 Dao and a few extra merits, but after fighting the Ghost King, the merits were much dispersed.

I thought that the ghost king would definitely make a big profit, but in the end I didn't make much, and I lost a few degrees of gold.

The other disciples heard Chen Ming's roar, but they didn't know why.

Obviously the ghost king has been resolved, why is Senior Brother Seven still unhappy?

They know that Chen Ming is not happy, but they are not happy to go to the trouble at this time.

Qingshan Daoist glanced around, and after confirming that there was no danger, he zoomed in on Calabash, took Wenren Chu Chu and Qin Xin aboard the wine Calabash, and flew to the sky above the blood evil sect.

Seeing Qingshan Daoist coming, Jiang Haoran turned his hand and put the halberd in the storage ring, with a little tiptoe, and slowly fell to the ground.

As soon as Qingshan Daoist came, he dared not continue to pretend to beep, for fear of being punished when he returned.

Especially when he thought that he was secretly guarding the Outer Sect disciple's trial, he replaced him with a junior apprentice. Once the master blamed him, he couldn't eat and walk around.

"See the head!" Everyone shouted with cupped hands.

Qingshan Daoist drove the Calabash, slowly falling to the ground, scanning the crowd indifferently.

Wang Batian was still in a severely injured coma. When Qingshan Daoist looked at him, he pushed out with one hand, and the huge Spirit Power entered his body to sort out his veins and temporarily recover from his injury.

After a while, Wang Batian recovered from his injuries and gradually opened his eyes.

"Palm...Head." Wang Batian raised his head and looked at the Daoist Qingshan in front of him, shouting extremely weakly.

He was slapped flying by the palm of the ghost king, and the Spiritual Qi in his body was disordered, hurting his internal organs. Just now Qingshan Daoist was just conditioning his Spirit Power.

Qingshan Daoist pressed his hand and motioned him not to speak yet.

Wang Batian lowered his head in shame and looked at the Great Hall in front of him, filled with deep fear.

I went in twice, encountered ghosts twice, and was stronger than once.

Especially the second time, when he entered, he thought he would get a chance, but he didn't expect to perceive an extremely powerful aura, and he was beaten out before he could react.

This luck is really bad.

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