The Opening Summons The Black and White Impermanence

Shen Lian sat in the Palace of the Son of Heaven to deal with a new batch of people who had been brought in.

Suddenly noticed that a stronger ghost was about to move.

"Black and white impermanence."

"Subordinates are here."

"It seems that there are powerful ghosts running rampant near Liucheng. You two should check what happened. If there are evil ghosts, do the Fa right on the spot."

"Black and white are impermanent."

The ghost aura that Shen Lian sensed was much stronger than those he had encountered before.

According to his understanding of Maoshan Tao, those people are not its opponents at all.

The words are divided into two ends.

Everyone on Maoshan Road who had witnessed the tyrannical position of the Yin soldiers arrived in Liucheng as dingy as eggplants beaten by frost.

As the dignified Maoshan Taoist sword god, Han Jian's unshakable self-confidence has been completely shattered.

The Yin Cao Netherworld was unexpectedly such a strong existence, even if all the members of Maoshan Dao were dispatched, they might not be their opponents.

Rumbling.

The horizon of Liucheng continued to thunder.

Since the cracks in the ghost world appeared, the ghosts around Liucheng have gradually increased.

Fortunately, the levels of those ghosts are not very high, so it is relatively simple to deal with.

"At the Tang University of Xiatianshifu, some of them must be fellow Taoists of Maoshan Dao."

Liucheng Tianshifu Grand Elder Tang Da led the crowd to welcome everyone from Maoshan Dao outside the city. He didn't expect that after meeting each other, these people turned out to be humiliated.

"Looking at the appearance of a few fellow daoists, could it be that they were attacked by ghosts on the way?"

"Liucheng has not been very peaceful recently. Just yesterday we were also attacked by a wave of ghosts in the ghost soldier realm. Fortunately, we didn't suffer much damage."...

Everyone on Maoshan Road still didn't say anything.

The shadow of the yin Cao Jifu is really too big, and the frightening scene seems to have happened just now, and it can't help being horrified in retrospect.

"Dear friends, from today on, Liucheng's safety is guaranteed to you. There is now a thousand-year-old ghost king around Liucheng. The ghost's whereabouts are erratic, and you must be more careful if you encounter it."

Thousand-year ghost king!

The simple four words seemed to strike the heartstrings of the Maoshan Taoists.

It's the existence of ghosts again.

"Where did the thousand-year ghost king haunt?"

Sword God Han Jian asked unexpectedly.

The defeat of the dignified Maoshan Taoist Sword God was not a trivial matter.

What he needs most now is to be able to find a ghost of the ghost king level and kill it quickly.

One regained his confidence, and the other made the Maoshan Taoists beside him look up to himself again.

"According to recent information, he seems to be near the bamboo forest in the north of the city. What do you want to do?"

Tang Da asked quite puzzled.

"Humph!"

"Liucheng is now under the jurisdiction of my Maoshan Road, and the surrounding ghosts, whether they are ghost kings or ghost generals, will all be wiped out."

"Don't let them see how powerful my Maoshan Dao is, and they will dare to harass Liucheng's peace in the future."

"But the strength of that Thousand-Year Ghost King cannot be underestimated. Isn't it a bit abrupt?"

Tang Da didn't expect that Maoshan Dao would even send a strong figure to guard Liucheng. It seemed that Liucheng was lucky.

"Don't worry, no matter how strong he is, I can kill that ghost with a single sword just by relying on the three-foot cold light in my hand."

Han Jian stared at his Universe Wushuang Sword coldly and said with confidence.

"Everyone stays safe, wait until I cut the ghost king and enter the city."

Talk about it

Regardless of what everyone thought, Han Jian went to the green bamboo forest in the north of the city by himself. …

The green bamboo forest in the north of Liucheng was originally a beautiful place with pleasant scenery.

However, just after the thousand-year ghost king came, this place became a purgatory on earth.

The people in the surrounding villages all became his prey, and none was spared.

Even the ghosts with a poor cultivation base were eaten by him.

Saying that he is the cultivation base of the Ghost King Realm, in fact, his strength has reached its peak.

Gaba, Gaba.

There was a sharp chewing sound from the depths of the bamboo forest full of bones.

The Thousand-Year Ghost King was sitting on a hill made of piles of bones, eating with relish another ghost in the ghost state that had just offended him.

A dozen ghosts tremblingly knelt in front of him, afraid to move.

The thousand-year ghost king is moody, and in his eyes, whether it is human or his subordinates, it is food that can be used to supplement nutrition at any time.

The ghosts also knew his thoughts, but they didn't dare to say anything.

If you escape, you will definitely not be able to escape, and you will undoubtedly die after being caught.

If you surrender, you can always survive.

The ghosts were frightened by the horror of the Thousand-Year Ghost King, and they had no choice but to choose the latter.

After eating the ghost general in his mouth, the thousand-year ghost king burped.

"I heard that Liucheng is going to be guarded by the people of Maoshan Dao recently. Have you heard anything about it."

"Return to the ghost king, there is no news yet."

A ghost answered tremblingly.

"Huh? Waste!"

The Thousand-Year Ghost King glared with his eyes sideways, and put him in his hand when he reached out.

"Master Ghost King, please spare your life, Master Ghost King!"

The ghost will be scared to death.

That ghost hand seemed to have an irresistible force that generally clamped him tightly.

Thousand-year ghost king opened his mouth, and a stench came from his mouth.

The other ghost generals can only lower their heads silently and dare not make a sound.

If you can't give a satisfactory answer to the Thousand-Year Ghost King, don't talk nonsense.

Once he said what he didn't like to hear, then he had to face the fate of being eaten.

Gaba, Gaba.

The familiar scary voice came again.

No ghost is daring to say more, facing the absolute terrifying strength, they can only choose to remain silent.

Not long after,

The Thousand-Year Ghost King felt that he had almost eaten too, so he lay lazily on the hill of bones and continued to ask.

"Let’s talk about your own thoughts, the people from Maoshan Dao are coming, what should we do."...

The ghosts remained silent.

They couldn't understand the thoughts of the thousand-year ghost king.

"In the past few days, I can always feel that many ghosts are being wiped out, and the ghost world is coming soon. Whether it is Tianshifu or Maoshan Road, it seems that they are desperately trying to prevent this from happening."

"The alternation of power in Liucheng seems to be the preparation of the Heavenly Master's Mansion in order to gather strength to deal with the ghost world rewards that may be encountered. The Maoshan Dao was found to be guarded, I am afraid it is also so that the Maoshan Dao can also deal with us with all its strength."

The Thousand-Year Ghost King squinted his eyes and looked at the surrounding ghosts, and continued.

"So this king guessed that there must be a lot of people with a high level of cultivation among the people sent by Maoshan Dao this time, I think they must taste very good."

"Ghost King, what you said is too right, but even if the Maoshandao people are powerful, it is not a piece of cake in front of your old man."

A ghost took advantage of the situation and started flattering.

"Why don't Lord Ghost King go out for such a trivial matter? I wait for the ghost will be enough. Lord Ghost King only needs to sit at home and wait for us to return in triumph."

Whenever there is an opportunity to go out, these ghost generals squeeze their heads and want to go out.

At the very least, when you are outside, the Thousand-Year Ghost King can't run all the way to eat you, but on the contrary, if you stay by his side, he might be hungry anytime.

It makes sense.

The Thousand-Year Ghost King nodded in satisfaction.