The Strong, The Few, True Cultivators on Campus

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"Living people!"

Tang Yan’s life was too strong, and the other party judged it at a glance and exclaimed.

They did not have fear, but instead they rushed to Tang Yan with their eyes.

Tang Hao knows that he can't hide, and the sword of the war in his hand is a glimpse. The ghost difference in the front is directly divided into two, but other ghosts are still rushing without fear, which is exactly the same as Tang Yan’s previous encounter.

"The evil door, the ghosts in the nine quiet hells do not seem to be afraid of death."

He didn't have any mercy in his hands. After all, they were only able to see their fierce means. He didn't want to go to the oil pan.

Puff puff!

One sword and another sword is like cutting a radish. After a while, the other side has only one ghost that will be the highest. The guy carried a ghost knife and slammed the charge again.

"dead!"

Tang Yan whispered, and the soul of the sword smashed his two arms, but he opened his mouth wide and bite into Tang Yan’s neck.

Don Juan flipped his eyes silently. Is this guy a dog?

This method is used without both hands.

How can I hurt him?

He grabbed the ghost's neck with a big hand, no matter how the other party struggled, it was in vain, and he could not escape Tang Yan's hand.

"Tell me, who is responsible here?"

He has no clue and doesn't want to entangle with these little shrimps, so he is ready to look for the head here. You can avoid a lot of unnecessary time wasting.

The ghost will roar and say with anger: "Nine quiet **** is a land of no ownership, not responsible to anyone."

Tang Yan brows slightly and said: "Don't you be each?"

The ghost will not answer, but swearing at Tang Yin, saying, "You are a living person, how did you survive in the ghost world?"

"This will not bother you."

"I have never seen a living person in the ghost world. You will be very popular, oh..." The ghost burst into the light and smiled in surprise.

Tang Yan’s heart suddenly burst into tears and asked: “What do you mean by this?”

"Oh, the taste of the living, we have never tasted it, it must be delicious." The ghost will say that he even licked his lips, as if Don Juan was a delicious dish.

Don’t want to eat people when Tang’s body is cold?

"We have long been tired of the taste of ghosts. It is definitely a happy thing to change the taste." The ghost will say hi.

"I rely on, it is really abnormal, you are the ghost of cultivation, and even eat ghosts, you are eating your kind, know?" Tang Yan could not help but swear.

"If you eat a ghost, you can improve your strength. You don't know? Hey, this is a wonderful thing. You are a living person, you don't know at all." The ghost will not be ashamed and proud.

Tang Yan shudders, the guys in the nine secluded **** are full of strange tastes, completely different from other places, can not be judged by common sense.

"Hey, you want to eat me, you don't have this strength."

"Yes, I don't have this strength, but do you know how many ghosts there are?"

"How many?"

"I don't know, because it is too much. Here is the eighteen layers of **** in the nine secluded hell. It is the most horrible place in the ghost world. You have smashed the ghost wall under the ghetto outside. The strength is good, but it still comes from the dead road." The ghost will smile sullenly.

"Where is the ghost wall? Is it under the king of the Tibetan king? Who is the king of the Tibetan king? Why do you want to lay a ghost on the wall?" Tang Yan was very interested in hearing a new name, and he consulted with Chiyou and the demon. They also never I have never heard of it, so Tang Yan is more interested.

"The king of the Tibetan Mastiff is a nasty guy. None of the members of our nine secluded hells like him. As for the ghosts hitting the wall, it is his conspiracy. In order to prevent us from going outside, it is more to prevent the outside from entering the 18th floor of hell. I want to break the source of our eighteen layers of hell." The ghost will show an expression of anger and disgust in his eyes.

Tang Zhen’s heart is enough to make this guy so annoying, then it can be proved that the Tibetan king is good. After all, most of the bad guys hate being good people.

However, this Tibetan king can lay such a powerful ghost to hit the wall, indicating that the strength is definitely not ordinary.

In addition, this ghost wall is equivalent to a barrier that prevents the eighteen layers of **** from coming into contact with the outside, preventing these sly ghosts from going to the outside world.

"Then why did I meet a guy like you outside?"

"Well, when the ghosts hit the wall under the ghettos, they did not cover all the ghosts of the nine secluded hells. The most important thing is the ghosts of these eighteen layers of hell. It is not surprising that there are other ghosts outside." It’s like watching an idiot staring at Tang Yan, as if you are saying such a simple question, you don’t know, it’s a shame.

Tang Zhen did not take it for granted. At least he answered many questions. He thought about it and continued to ask: "Are you not very self-satisfied? Since you hate him, why not deal with him?"

The ghost will look at the sinister eyes in his eyes and say, "Who doesn't want to deal with him? But his strength is too strong, no one is his opponent, so he indulges him in the nine secluded hell."

Tang Zhenran was shocked. There must be other powerful ghosts in the eighteen layers of hell, but he couldn’t help but the Tibetan king. How strong his strength is, Tang Yan can’t imagine.

"You said that he is doing whatever he wants, then what is he doing?"

"He..." The ghost's voice stopped abruptly, staring at Tang Yan, and suddenly realized: "You are setting my words? Don't dream!"

Tang Yan turned his eyes helplessly, and this guy actually reacted. It seems that it is impossible to talk.

"You are good at the eighteen layers of hell, you will die, not only will your body be eaten, but even your soul will be divided by us, hehe..."

Listening to the laughter of his yin measurement, Tang Yan said helplessly: "Since you refuse to speak, then I will leave you."

boom!

When a flame rises out, the ghost will be immediately wrapped in real fire, and it will disappear in the blink of an eye.

Tang Yan took another look at the big oil pan and turned and walked out of the cave.

Stepping down the stairs, another scream came from a cave. Through the light, Tang Yan faintly saw that there was a ghost in the tongue of a ghost, the tongue was stretched, pulled out of the throat, and the ghost exploded. Out of screaming.

Don Juan couldn't bear to watch this thrilling scene and detoured.

Here is the 18th floor of Hell, and he will not save those ghosts with great compassion.

Now he has a goal, that is, the king of the land.

Finding him may have an accident, the enemy of the enemy is a friend, at least the king of the enemy is the enemy of these ghosts, so he wants to be a Tibetan king.

The more you go down, the more horrible Tang Yan feels.

Although his power of pure yang has exploded, his body is like a fire, but he still has a cold feeling to cover him.

He tasted the taste of ice and fire, and it was really hot.

He went down another step. Suddenly, a mess of people was turned around in the aisle next to him. The two sides immediately met face to face.

He has been careful on this road, but now it is still being released. It is like a drop of water falling into the oil pan and boiling directly.

"Living people!"

A sharp exclamation sounded, and then the ghost was like seeing the supreme delicacies, shouting: "Catch him!"

Hey!

One by one, the ghosts are rushing to kill.

Tang Yan shook his head helplessly. Now that the Tibetan king has not found it, he has encountered this group of guys. It seems that a fierce battle is inevitable. Moreover, this is outside and will definitely attract other people.

Therefore, he did not hide privately and went all out.

The War Soul sword crossed a trace in the air and slammed down. Ten ghosts were cut in half by the sword light that descended from the sky, and screamed to fall outside.

Tang Zhen’s clean and untidy shots did not shock the other party, making them feel scared. Instead, they made them feel like they were fighting chicken blood. “Well, a strong living person, after eating, the strength can be greatly increased. ”

Don Juan felt a nausea, this abominable guy, still wants to eat him to increase his strength, then I will kill you first.

He took the initiative to attack, the soul of the sword shines, and instantly kills all the weaker ghosts, and the remaining one is the most powerful ghost.

The ghost handsome opened his palm, and a small flag slowly grew in his palm. He held the flagpole and slammed it.

Huh!

The wind was overwhelming, and Tang Yan felt that the yin around him was gathering quickly, and his soul shuddered as if he wanted to leave him.

Tang Hao once had the experience of playing against Wang Yin, and immediately realized that this flag must be a magic weapon to deal with the soul, and it should not be underestimated.

"I first collected your soul with the spirit of the soul, you are so strong, the soul and the body must be very delicious." Ghost handsome laughed.

Calling the soul flag?

Tang Zhen’s heart is moving, and if it is consistent with his own guess, then it must not be delayed, and it must be raging.

So he whispered, and squatted from the sky, fiercely screaming to the ghost.

Ghost handsome burst into a black light, only to see his hand sway, the soul flag rose to the wind, and finally turned into a big flag, the flag is a complex line, sparkling with strange light.

The flag fluttered and an invisible force spread.

Tang Yu’s soul trembled as if he was going to leave the body immediately. He was shocked and quickly converges his mind and runs his mysterious power.

Hey!

The soul of the sword fell on the spirits flag, slamming, the soul flag burst, the ghost handsome hurriedly rolled on the ground, avoiding the sword of war, looking at the broken soul flag in his hand, he screamed: "What are you? Why are people so powerful?"

Tang Yan’s cultivation was over him, so his sorcerer’s flag did not cause fatal damage to him, nor did he recruit his soul.

Tang Yan did not answer, raising the sword of the soul is about to give the other party a fatal blow.

suddenly--

"Hey!"

The roaring sound came from all directions, echoing in the air, superimposed on layers, like a thundering explosion in the Tang dynasty.

His pupils slammed and the dark passage was not good.

Obviously, this fight is huge, and he has completely exposed it.