Longevity in the world of martial arts

Chapter 352
Originally, the scene outside the mansion didn't make Li Wuchang take it seriously, and made him regard Lu Xin as a lunatic, but when Lu Xin said the four words Fengdu Great Emperor, Li Wuchang was extremely shocked.

Emperor Fengdu, an extremely long-standing name, in the distant past, there was no underworld king of the ten directions in the Nine Nethers, and it was the five ghost emperors who really controlled the Nine Nethers, and Emperor Fengdu was one of them.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the ghost cultivators of later generations only remember that the Nine Nether Realms are controlled by ten underworld kings, but they have long forgotten that there were four ghost emperors of the five directions who connected the heavens and the latitudes. Li Wuchang has practiced for endless years, although he has never experienced that In the age, but he knows the legend of the Sifang Ghost Emperor very well.

The Lord of the Ten Temples is the cultivation base of the Great Sage of Tongtian, and the legendary Wufang Ghost Emperor is a higher level of existence than the Lord of the Underworld, but why the Wufang Ghost Emperor disappeared has always been a mystery , No one has been able to break this secret since ancient times.

Regardless of whether Lu Xin is a lunatic or not, just that Lu Xin can say the name Fengdu Great Emperor already shocked Li Wuchang to the extreme.

"Swallowing the soul and invading the body with resentment, although you have stepped into the semi-holy realm, you suffer from the backlash of ghosts day and night. When you experience the robbery of a saint, you may end up with the end of your soul."

Lu Xin said flatly, as if he was talking about something very casual, but in Li Wuchang's ears, it was like nine days of thunder were exploding in his mind, and the eyes that looked at Lu Xin also showed an extremely horrified color .

"Senior was joking, how can this junior do the thing of devouring the soul, and please ask the senior to talk about it in the mansion." Amidst the people's thoughts, Li Wuchang's face was slightly gloomy, but he bowed to Lu Xin.

Swallowing the soul, prolonging life, and improving cultivation, this kind of cruel thing happens from time to time in the Nine Nethers, and it is repeated repeatedly, because no ghost cultivator is willing to die of old age, but Li Wuchang, as the governor of the ghost gate, made the act of devouring the soul. This also made the guests present terrified.

It was a secret on the surface, but no one dared to question Li Wuchang, but the guests present were extremely curious about Lu Xin's identity.

Accompanied by Li Wuchang, Lu Xin strolled into the City Lord's Mansion, and was even invited to the seat by Li Wuchang. As the birthday banquet began, the scene became lively again, but Lu Xin's origin was unknown, but it made all the ghosts and gods more mind.

"Fellow Daoist, you said that you and the Great Emperor Fengdu are people of the same era. Could it be that fellow Daoist has the cultivation base of a saint?" Guizun Sanghun strolled over with a wine glass in his hand, with a sly smile on his face, He looked at Lu Xin with a teasing look in his eyes.

It's a pity that Lu Xin didn't seem to hear the question of the ghost ghost. He sat indifferently, sipping the wine in the glass from time to time, exuding an extraordinary and refined temperament.

"Humph!"

Lu Xin's posture made the ghost ghost snort coldly, and a bit of dark light and tricks quietly swept towards Lu Xin.

This technique of ghosts and gods has a very famous name, it is called Sanghun Yin. This technique is extremely vicious. If it is hit by this technique in the front, it will wipe out the soul in an instant.

Although this scene was silent, the dozens of Ghost Venerables present all paid great attention to Lu Xin, and the tentative behavior of Ghost Venerable Sanghun naturally fell into their eyes.

"Junior, you are so courageous."

Lu Xin spoke calmly, although there was no aura around him, but when the voice sounded, the space suddenly froze, and the insidious tricks played by the ghost ghost also quietly dissipated without a trace.

Without waves or waves, without showing any means, he actually eliminated the attack of a ghost master invisible, which also made Li Wuchang narrow his eyes slightly, and a horrified look flashed across his eyes.

Li Wuchang is only half a step away from the realm of saints. If he and Lu Xin's identities were swapped, although it would be possible to resolve the great art of the ghost ghost, it would definitely not be so easy and casual.

Is he really a saint?
Li Wuchang's mind tightened, and several thoughts crossed his mind.

boom!
The table turned into powder, Lu Xin got up, his body was covered by misty shadows, through the eyes of the shadows, it seemed that the six circles of reincarnation were turning, as if he was going to kill the ghost ghost here in the next moment.

"My brother lost his temper after drinking, and please seniors don't want to be as knowledgeable as him."

Li Wuchang said quickly, although he couldn't feel Lu Xin's cultivation, but for some reason, his heart felt extremely heavy, as if when Lu Xin made a move, his best friend for many years was really going to die here in vain.

A ray of smile emerged from the corner of Lu Xin's mouth, the gloom around him slowly dissipated, and he sat back in his original position again. He did not come here to kill people, but to use the ghost gate as a fulcrum to form a sweeping wave. Ghostly forces.

"Humph!"

"Pretend."

Guizun Sanghun snorted coldly, although he was a little surprised that Lu Xin was able to neutralize his tricks, but he didn't have any sense of awe towards Lu Xin.

The ghost ghost's idea is very simple. If Lu Xinzhen was a person of the same age as Emperor Fengdu, his cultivation level would be at the level of a ghost saint at the worst. And what kind of person is a ghost saint? How could he come to this small city lord's mansion in person? .

The smoke of gunpowder turned invisible, and the birthday banquet continued, but the atmosphere in the whole birthday banquet was a little depressed, and Li Wuchang also absent-mindedly greeted many guests, and looked at Lu Xin quietly from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

The void exploded, and black mist covered the sky. Just as the birthday banquet was halfway through, there was a terrifying sound of laughter in the void, and several extremely terrifying figures pierced the sky.

Boom—boom—boom!

Like the beating of the war drums of the ghosts, the shady songs of the burial souls, the howling wind is endless, and the mighty power that covers the universe is blooming, and with the glare of the glare, the entire city lord's mansion is illuminated. The terrifying figure also appeared in the birthday banquet.

"Master Hei Wuchang?" Looking at the guests at the birthday banquet, the guests present were shocked.

The center of the birthday banquet.

Two shadow attendants, one holding a mourning stick and the other holding a soul chain, the head of the one is covered by a large black robe, his face is pale and bloodless, there is no black pupil when the two pupils open and close, they are all pale color.

Standing with hands behind his back, looking around in all directions, a faint power of ghost saints permeated from around Hei Wuchang, which also woke up the guests present, and they knelt down on the ground one after another, bowing their heads to Hei Wuchang continuously.

"See Master Heiwuchang."

at this time!

Li Wuchang's face was extremely gloomy, and an extremely bad premonition arose in his heart, but he still bowed to Hei Wuchang and said: "Today is the ten thousand year birthday banquet of my subordinates, and my lord can come to the humble house in person, so that my subordinates can feel Flourishing and radiant, I invite you to take your seat."

It's a pity that Hei Wuchang didn't respond to Li Wuchang's salute, but his pale complexion flashed a murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)