Dragon and Tiger Taoist

Flying to the peak, the shrill screams were blown away by the wind.

Letting the ghost body of the ghost disperse, Zhang Chunyi retracted his palm.

"Faceless Ghost General."

Recalling the information he learned from the ghost's memory, Zhang Chunyi's thoughts kept turning.

The only pity is that this ghost is not very intelligent and doesn't know much about it. It is obviously used as a tool ghost. This is the only name he got from soul searching.

"No matter what kind of ghost you are, your hand is stretched too long after all."

"The ghost realm may be popular in this era, but my human realm has dominated the universe for countless years, how can it be so easily subverted?"

God united with heaven and earth, and saw a corner of reality. Although Zhang Chunyi was worried, it was not to say that he was afraid. Although the ghost had the right time. But it takes time to truly grow. For now, humanity is still flourishing.

At least this is the case in the Dali Dynasty, otherwise the rule of the Dali Dynasty would have been overturned by ghosts and turned into a breeding ground. You must know that the favorite food of ghosts is the pure soul of human beings, especially those who cultivate immortals. Each one is a treasure.

"Humans and ghosts are incompatible. If you dare to reach out, I will chop off your claws."

After the Fourth Yin Shen Refining, his strength was greatly increased. When facing ghosts, Zhang Chunyi naturally did not hesitate to use his thunderous methods.

And at the moment when Zhang Chunyi's heart was filled with murderous thoughts, Wusheng Jian felt the feeling in his heart.

Buzz, the sound of the sword resounded throughout the world, and the sound evolved into the sound of howling ghosts and gods, containing infinite murderous intent. A sharp bloody sword light cut through the night and soared into the sky from Feilai Peak.

Five years have passed, and although the Wusheng Sword was overwhelmed by the red smoke, it still has 3,300 years of cultivation.

Unlike Chi Yan, who was blessed by precious spiritual objects such as Danwang Qi Shifa and Fire Mulberry, the growth of Wusheng Sword cultivation in recent years relied more on hard work in addition to refining spiritual objects.

Although it is said that it possesses the Yuantu method and can become stronger through killing, the thousand-year-old demon is still rare nowadays, and there are very few suitable prey for it.

Unless it really relaxes its restrictions, unleashes boundless killings, and uses quantity to make up for quality, it will be impossible to quickly become stronger through this.

Under such circumstances, it can achieve 3,300 years of cultivation, which shows how strong its bones are.

The sword light was fierce, and the murderous intention accumulated in his heart burst out, and the sky was reflected in blood red by Wu Sheng.

At this moment, the Yin Shen came out of his body, used his god to control the sword, and tried his best to operate the Netherworld Technique. Following the previous induction, and with the help of the Wusheng Sword's vision, Zhang Chunyi saw lines of ghost energy that were either weak or thick.

"cut."

As the mind turns, the sword light differentiates into one, and the dense sword light appears in the sky above Longhu Mountain, shooting in all directions.

"Is this the Wusheng Sword?"

"Who made the teacher angry?"

On the Immortal Spirit Island, he felt the murderous intent coming from the void. He could no longer bear it, and Zhuang Yuan walked out of his cave.

There were many Longhu Mountain disciples who had a similar reaction to him at this moment. Looking at the bloody sword light that filled the sky, they had various thoughts colliding in their hearts.

"When the sword comes out, you have to drink blood."

The blood mark between his eyebrows glowed, as if an eye was about to open. Seeing the murderous intention that penetrated the sky and the earth, Zhang Chengfa's thoughts turned around, and a touch of envy appeared in his eyes. He must be like this, but he didn't know. When will he reach such a situation.

Buzz, the sword buzzed, this night was destined to be restless.

The bloody sword light spread across the sky and the earth, and the fierce murderous intention manifested wantonly, stinging the hearts of countless people. At this moment, many people discovered that the man on Longhu Mountain was not just an ascetic monk who silently recited Huang Ting. He also had an iron-blooded side.

Ah, shrill screams sounded, and as streaks of bloody sword light fell, each ghost was wiped out. No matter how deep they usually hide, they all lost their meaning at this moment.

In the Zhang family in Pingyang, a bloody sword light fell, and the Zhang family's chief steward fell to the ground without making a sound.

Seeing such a scene, the Zhang family was shocked and angry, but the Zhang family's mother-in-law Zhou Muxue stepped in in time to stabilize the situation. She had been notified by Zhang Muchen in advance, otherwise the Zhang family's array would not have allowed this to happen. The sword light fell without any reaction.

"As expected, he was replaced and he was still the butler. I didn't expect that ghosts would become so rampant."

Looking at the old man lying on the ground, Zhou Muxue's expression turned extremely ugly. As the chief steward of the Zhang family, he was usually exposed to a lot of secrets. The most important thing was that if Zhang Chunyi hadn't taken action, they wouldn't have even discovered this ghost. It's lurking, which really makes people feel chills on their backs.

"Second order, no one is allowed to leak what happened today. Anyone who violates this will be punished with a stick."

Suppressing all the distracting thoughts in his heart, Zhou Muxue gave the order with a sharp, knife-like gaze across the crowd.

Hearing this, everyone felt awe-inspiring and bowed in response.

And as time went by, the killing caused by the bloody sword light did not stop, but intensified.

First Pingyang County, then Gaoyang County, spanning thousands of mountains and rivers, criss-crossing the two counties, blood became the only color in the eyes of countless people that night.

At the end of the night, the differentiated sword lights finally merged into one. Feeling the scorching heat rising between heaven and earth, Zhang Chunyi stopped his steps.

"Its daybreak."

The Wusheng Sword Pill was spinning smoothly, exuding a frightening evil spirit. Zhang Chunyi's face vaguely appeared. Looking at the white light on the skyline, Zhang Chunyi sighed, with unconcealable exhaustion in his words. .

The Yin Shen came out of his body and used the secret method of wielding the sword to move across two counties in one night, killing nearly a thousand ghosts. Even after the fourth Yin Shen refinement, Zhang Chunyi still felt exhausted.

Fortunately, Wu Sheng has mastered the high-grade method, Spectral Light, which can not only increase his speed, but also transform him into tens of thousands. Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to do such a thing.

"It's time to go back."

He withdrew his gaze, rolled back the sword light, and controlled the Wu Sheng Sword. Zhang Chunyi's figure disappeared. Although he had been refined to the fourth level by Yin Shen and had evil energy to protect him, he still couldn't stand walking under the scorching sun for a long time.

At the same time, in a secret place in Xiaque Road, a sleeping Taoist with a fat body suddenly opened his eyes.

"who is it?"

"Who wiped out my eyes when I was left on Quetail Road?"

A green light flashed in the depths of his eyes, and the Taoist's fair face was filled with a sinister look, which made people shudder.

"I want to see who is against me."

After making a hand seal, a dark shadow with a blurry face appeared behind him. The Taoist used his secret method and began to trace the past.

"The remnant soul returns."

The invisible door was opened, the cold atmosphere became strong, and frost condensed on the ground, as if something was about to be summoned.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, time passed, but no remnant soul emerged. The stern look on the Taoist's face slowly turned into astonishment.

"He died so cleanly, without leaving even a trace of his soul?"

At this moment, the Taoist finally understood something.