Junior sister, she cultivates the way of life

After Wei Jiang got off the luan chariot, Shu Xuantan followed closely, his eyes dim, looking in the direction of the Jialing Pagoda.

A wisp of black air shot straight into the sky, heading towards Wangshe City.

"What's that?" The maid widened her eyes in surprise, and pointed to a cloud of dark mist in the sky.

Wei Jiang also noticed something strange at this time, she hurriedly went to look at Shu Xuantan, the black energy surrounded him consciously, as if trying to swallow him.

A golden light glowed from Shu Xuantan's body, and a huge golden bell was placed in front of him. The moment the black air hit it, he was blown away.

Wei Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.

She shook off the hand of the maidservant behind her, and staggered to Shu Xuantan's side, "Are you all right?"

The bead ornaments on Wei Jiang's body were blown off by the wind long ago, and the high bun was also blown down, leaving only a golden phoenix hairpin and a hibiscus flower on top of his head.

With the complicated jewelries removed, her whole person has a more faded beauty.

"It's the ghost king." Shu Xuantan's helpless voice came from the wind.

"Before Wangshe City was built, he was suppressed under the Jialing Tower. Now that he rushed out of the tower, he might take revenge on the entire Wangcheng."

"Princess, order everyone to leave."

Shu Xuantan's gentle voice hit Wei Jiang's heart every sentence, so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

"Is it because I took the Rajangshe Ancient Bead?"

That's why the Ghost King broke through the seal and escaped from the Jialing Tower.

Wei Jiang was extremely remorseful in her heart, she watched the people of Rajagha City fleeing in all directions, and there were crystal tears hanging on their delicate face.

"Is there any way to stop the ghost king?" Wei Jiang asked.

Shu Xuantan raised his hand and wiped away her tears, with a soft voice, "Princess, just return the Wangshe ancient beads to me, and I will take care of the rest."

It was originally his duty to suppress the evil spirits under the Jialing Tower.He will do his best to suppress the ghost king again.

Wei Jiang cried until she couldn't make a sound. She didn't expect that Shu Xuantan, who was always indifferent, would comfort her at this time.

Wei Jiang let go of Shu Xuantan's hand, and said earnestly, "I will hand over the Wangshe ancient pearl to you, just wait for me."

"I believe in the princess." Shu Xuantan's voice was still calm.

The black air on the Jialing Pagoda was still overflowing, and soon condensed into a tall black figure, which gradually took on the shape of a man. He laughed wildly, and his voice covered the sky above the entire royal city.

"It's been 1000 years, and the Jialing Tower will no longer be able to trap me!" He pinched the void with his five fingers, and the top of the tower suddenly exploded.

The Jialing Pagoda was shattered, and the next one was Shu Xuantan, who had been reciting Buddhist scriptures in his ear all day. The ghost king came from the sky, and the ghostly aura in the sky was like a dark cloud overwhelming the city.

Even if it's just a memory, Fuzhu can feel the pressure of the ghost king, he is stronger than Wei Jiang today.

So strong that the talisman could not detect his strength at all.If she faced the ghost king thousands of years ago, she would have no chance of winning.

Shu Xuantan should have used Wangshe's ancient bead to destroy the ghost king.She will soon be able to see what the legendary Wangshe Guzhu looks like.

Standing in front of the ghost king, Shuxuantan glowed with golden and white light, like flowers, like stars and moons, dispelling the surrounding ghost energy.

He moved his lips together, chanting the incantations, and a green lotus circle formed, trapping the ghost king's steps.

That cold voice sounded, with a bit of contempt, "You don't think you can trap me with this little magic circle, do you?"

Shu Xuantan's expression didn't change, he just said softly: "I will seal you again with Wangshe Ancient Bead, so that you will never have the chance to do evil."

"Hahahaha, Wangshe Ancient Bead?" The Ghost King laughed mockingly, and suddenly changed his tone, becoming more assertive, "There is no Wangshe Ancient Bead in this world!"

Shu Xuantan frowned slightly, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.

The talisman was also startled, there is no Wangshe ancient bead?How did Nashu Xuantan destroy the ghost king, and why did the world come to the ancient city of Wangshe one after another to look for it.

"Hiji, do you know what's going on?"

Fu Zhu turned her head, only to find that the hibiscus flower figure who had been by her side had disappeared.

"Who said there is no Wangshe ancient pearl in the world..." Wei Jiang's weak voice suddenly sounded, she smiled palely, and walked towards Shu Xuantan.

Riji followed her all the time, trying to cover her bleeding chest with his hand, but the blood flowed more and more, to no avail.

"The ancient Wangshe beads that I promised to give to you... I will return you, Shu Xuantan, I did not lie to you. On the day of the wedding, I will return the ancient Wangshe beads to you." Wei Jiang's voice was broken, and she Spreading out his hand, a bloody relic lay in the palm.

The ghost king Zhang Yang's laughter stopped abruptly, and he suddenly became angry, "Wei Jiang! You don't hesitate to take out the ancient Wangshe beads even if you cut your heart out, you betrayed me again!"

A confused look appeared in Wei Jiang's eyes, what does it mean to betray him again?She has never had any contact with this ghost king.

The blood in the heart was flowing more and more, Wei Jiang's eyes were dark, she put the relic into Shu Xuantan's hand while she was still conscious, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I have to trouble you to help me solve this mess... "

Wei Jiang's figure suddenly fell down, like a hibiscus flower falling from a branch, both beautiful and sad.

On Shu Xuantan's calm face, a drop of tear suddenly fell.

This is the only tear in his life.

Warmth, pity, regret, sadness, all kinds of emotions are mixed together.

The Ghost King in the Qinglian Formation was also silent for a moment, as if he couldn't believe this ending again.

"Why? Why do you still want to die after a thousand years? Wei Jiang!" The ghost king roared angrily, and the ghost aura became stronger, covering the entire city of Wangshe.

The talisman could only see the golden light on Shu Xuantan's body. He put down Wei Jiang, and cast Wangshe's ancient beads into the sky above the Qinglian Formation, instantly strengthening the precarious formation.

The golden light above the head shines all over the body.

The Ghost King let out a shrill scream, and then laughed even more wildly, "Shu Xuantan, you actually gave me the Wangshe Ancient Bead with your own hands. What happened thousands of years ago will never happen again."

A huge hand broke through the green lotus circle and grabbed the Wangshe ancient bead, Shu Xuantan frowned, what on earth did the ghost king want to touch the Wangshe ancient bead on his own initiative.

The light of Wangshe's ancient beads gradually weakened, and most of the ghost energy on the ghost king's body was also purified by the ancient beads, revealing his real body.

It was a handsome man in black, but his deadly white face was covered with ghost patterns, which made him look a little scary.

Ghost energy clings to Wangshe's ancient bead, the light is getting darker and darker, Shu Xuantan's heart sinks.

This ghost king's strength is already so strong that even Wangshe Guzhu is useless to him.

"Give me Wei Jiang's corpse!" The man in black held the ancient Wangshe bead in one hand, his eyes fixed on Wei Jiang's corpse.

Shu Xuantan subconsciously stood in front of Wei Jiang, "Don't even think about it."

Shu Xuantan has only practiced Taoism for more than [-] years. He is no match for the thousand-year ghost king. Even if he was injured by Wangshe Guzhu, his strength should not be underestimated.

Ghost Qi broke through his golden bell cover, climbed up Shu Xuantan's body, and grabbed his neck.

"Master Shu Xuantan!" Riji shouted.

Fuzhu squatted beside Wei Jiang, washed away the blood on Riji's hand with a small technique, and said softly, "This is Shu Xuantan's memory, he can't hear you calling him."