Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 566 Ghost King Corpse Demon Mysterious Demon Cultivator
Liu Qinghuan was really convinced, he knew that Liu Zhenwu couldn't be safe, and he didn't know what he did, but he foolishly exposed his whereabouts.

On the top of his head, Liu Zhenwu had already fought with the ghost king inseparably. He brandished a long stick-like cigarette stick, his stooped and shriveled body was different from the old one before, and with one stick, he was sinking mountains and rivers, powerful and extraordinary, sweeping away Those little ghosts who wanted to get close broke their bones and squeaked, causing ripples in the space they passed.

He rushed out from the tree canopy with his hands and feet tied up, wanting to flee, but how could the ghost king behind him let him go, with a grimace full of anger, he threw himself on his back viciously.

Liu Zhenwu turned around and hit, the pitch-black long pole let out a tearing roar, and stars flew out of the smoke chamber, sparks flew everywhere with every blow.

And the ghost king didn't give up much, and his arms like cast steel directly met him. The sound of gold and stone between the blows resounded through the night sky.

The fight between the two was colorful and fierce, so fierce that no one dared to approach, so that the swarming demons and ghosts could only scream around the periphery.

Liu Qinghuan's face darkened, Liu Zhenwu was a scourge, and he wanted to kill himself and hurt others. Now the ghosts have gathered here, and many of them are still rubbing past the big tree where he is hiding, so that he is in danger of being discovered at any time.

Liu Qinghuan's whole body is like a ball of the purest wood aura, completely integrated into the big tree.After he reached Nascent Soul, he also had a breakthrough in grafting flowers and trees that surprised him. If someone cut open this tree now, they would only find the wood of the big tree itself.

However, ordinary little ghosts are naturally not as fearful, but if there is another ghost king...

Blessings are unparalleled, and misfortunes never come singly. As soon as he thought of the ghost king, he swept his mind to the top of his head and found three figures standing in the crown of the tree.

The seductive demon who was hanging out with the ghost king before was one of them. Beside her was a man in black with a green face and fangs. Judging from his slightly stiff figure, he might be something like a corpse demon.

But in the middle of the two, there is a person standing in a cloud of mist, his handsome eyebrows and eyes are as painted by Mo Dai, he is elegant and compelling, he is tall and white, and he is dressed in white snow. Standing on the branches, it naturally exudes a distant demeanor like a green lotus in troubled times.It's a pity that the scene was wrong, and it seemed extremely abrupt in this world where demons danced wildly.

Liu Qinghuan was evaluating secretly, but saw that the white-clothed man who had been staring at the battle below suddenly shifted his sight, and looked straight into the eyes of Liu Qinghuan who was hidden in the tree!

Liu Qinghuan felt her heart shrink suddenly, her hair was about to stand on end, and every nerve in her body was screaming for danger!

He didn't expect the other party to be so keen that he could capture his condensed spiritual consciousness in the chaos.

Just when he was facing a formidable enemy, the other party raised the corners of his mouth, showed an extremely shallow smile, and nodded slightly.

What do you mean?
Liu Qinghuan was taken aback. The man had clearly spotted him, but he didn't seem to be ready to scream. After paying his respects, he simply turned his head away and continued to watch the battle below.

His thoughts turned, and countless doubts filled his chest. He secretly looked at the man in white.

This person's demeanor doesn't look like a ghost cultivator, and it's very different from the corpse demon around him, he looks like a demon cultivator.Moreover, he couldn't see through the opponent's cultivation...

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Liu Zhenwu's furious roar amidst the noisy ghost screams: "...If you don't come out to help, then don't blame me for taking these ghosts back to other people's hiding places!"

Liu Qinghuan's eyes turned cold, and he saw that Liu Zhenwu was a little tired from the fierce attack of the ghost king and the siege of other ghosts. He also had several scars left by sharp claws on his body, and the scars leaked out without blood. Instead, it appears eroded black.

Seeing that neither of them responded, Liu Zhenwu's face was grim: "Okay! If you are not benevolent, I will be unrighteous!"

He teleported away, got rid of the ghost king's attack again, swept out the big stick in his hand, wiped out all the ghosts blocking the way one by one, and really ran towards the direction where Kuhai and others were hiding.

Liu Qinghuan cursed secretly, and was about to go after him, when Cuixu's voice transmission suddenly sounded in his ear: "I'll go, you don't move for now, find a chance to go back and report."

Before he finished speaking, an ordinary-looking wandering soul not far away from him suddenly burst into a cloud of aura, revealing Cuixu's true colors. He raised his hand, flicking his five fingers at a very fast speed, and countless thin green lines spurted from his fingertips. It shot out, and the nearby ghosts were instantly riddled with holes.

Liu Zhenwu stopped running and ran away, laughing wildly: "Fellow Taoist Cuixu, it really is you who are anxious for justice, Liu..."

Hearing a sharp sound of "Qiang", Cuixu took out a Lingling long sword from the whisk that he held in his hand all year round, and interrupted Liu Zhenwu's words: "Friend Liu Daoist, stop talking nonsense, let's break out of the island together!"

"It's a good idea!" The ghost king who fought against Liu Zhenwu before suddenly said, although there was a heavy hum, he could still hear clearly: "These people who broke into this place, don't think that they can fight under my nose. Sloppy, don’t even think about running away today!”

He raised his head and let out a long howl, and saw the corpse demon who had been on the sidelines jumping down from the canopy. The black robe on his body was swollen by the wind and fell from the sky like a big bat.

"go!"

Not waiting for them to close, Cuixu shouted, his body and the sword merged, turned into a sharp green light, passed through the crowd of black ghosts, and shot out of the island.

Liu Zhenwu snorted coldly, took a sharp puff with the shrunken tobacco rod, and then sprayed it out!
The crimson pillar of fire, like a roaring mad dragon, pounced on the ghost king on one side, forcing him to retreat, and he took the opportunity to catch up with Cuixu's figure.

All of a sudden, the group of ghosts moved upon hearing the news, some of them followed the two under the wrath of the ghost king, while some began to search all over the mountains and plains.

They searched every corner, yelled like crazy, scratched and scratched the grass and trees on the mountain, tore off the vines, pulled up the roots of the trees, and some even started digging pits without knowing it, as if vowing to cultivate people from the earth. dig it out.

Liu Qinghuan felt a little ridiculous, and felt a little strange.

He was located near the ghost gate, and the ghosts wreaked havoc on other places, but they did not approach the ghost gate, but walked around it with an attitude of fear and worship.

Although there were many ghosts at the level of ghost generals in the Jindan stage, Liu Qinghuan didn't think they could find him, and was about to take advantage of the chaos to go back to find Kuhai and the others, but suddenly there was a white-clothed figure in front of him.

"Fellow Daoist is polite." The other party bowed to the big tree where he was hiding, with an elegant posture and a leisurely tone: "I wonder if we can talk face to face?"

After thinking about it, I added another sentence: "Don't worry, I have no malicious intentions."

He waited for a while, the trunk suddenly moved, and the bark arched outwards to form a face, which was Liu Qinghuan's appearance: "Sorry, I can't show up here, so I can only talk here for the time being. Um... are you Plant demon cultivator?"

The man in white opened his mouth in surprise, raised his hand after a while, and cast out a magic formula. Immediately, a layer of water was shrouded in a radius of several feet, preventing those scurrying ghosts from approaching, and said with a smile: "That's right... It was the first time that I was seen through when I met someone, what kind of exercises are you practicing?"

Liu Qing said happily that sure enough, seeing that the water cover was only to prevent disturbance from outside objects, she didn't say a word, but said: "It has nothing to do with the exercises, it's just that I am very close to the vegetation, so I can feel the strong and pure wood energy on your body That's all."

Although the other party is hiding very well, but he is the Qingmu Holy Body, and now he is in the process of embedding flowers and trees, so he can see through it at a glance.

It is more difficult for plants and trees to cultivate a human body than monsters. Not only are they extremely fragile, but just opening the level of spiritual wisdom makes most of the flowers, plants and trees in the world only grow and flourish naturally with the sun, moon, mountains and rivers.Spiritual wisdom is not the same as spiritual wisdom. Some high-grade spiritual grasses and spiritual trees also have basic spiritual wisdom, but they do not have spiritual wisdom.

In a word, if grass and trees want to cultivate, besides the tree becoming mature, they also need some extremely critical opportunities, which can be called rare, and this person has already transformed into a human body in such a difficult situation, so it should not be ignored.

However, although the wood energy in his body was extremely pure, it was mixed with a heavy chill like water, which added a touch of coolness to his demeanor like the breeze and bright moon.

While guessing the other party's real body, Liu Qinghuan asked tentatively: "My surname is Liu, my name is Qinghuan, and my Taoist name is Qingmu, dare I ask Youzun's name?"

"Zhang, Zhang Xianmiao." He replied, and smiled again: "It was taken by someone else after I opened Linghui back then, and I followed that person's surname. Later, when I walked in the world, I got another Taoist name, the name Tingting Tao."

He said it carefully, and he didn't mean to hide it at all.

Liu Qinghuan became more and more confused about the other party's purpose. If he was looking for him to fight because he found his tracks, then there was no need to talk so much nonsense with him: if he didn't fight, the other party was obviously with the King of Ghosts, and the two sides were in hostile positions. If there is no possibility of peaceful coexistence, then what is his purpose?
"I don't know that fellow Daoist Tao Tao came to me, but something happened?"

Zhang Xianmiao flicked his sleeves slowly, and raised his eyes: "I just came to ask, how many of you are here for the gate of hell?"

Liu Qinghuan said: "Oh, why did you say that?"

"As soon as you got here, you went straight to the gate of ghosts, and wandered around for a long time."

Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled, it seemed that this person had already seen what he had done before, and after thinking about it, he said: "So what if it is, so what if it is not."

Zhang Xianmiao's tone was calm: "Yes, we have a chance to cooperate. No...then naturally there is nothing to say."

An idea flashed in Liu Qinghuan's mind: "You want to open the ghost gate? No, you want to enter the ghost gate!"

After a short pause, he asked again, "Why?"

Zhang Xianmiao nodded leisurely: "The reason, can't Fellow Daoists see it?"

He waved his hand to the surroundings: "Although the Xiantian Ghost Peach Tree is good, Dushuo Mountain is too small. There are all these ghosts crowded here, and they are blocked by the Demon Sealing Formation and cannot escape. There is no room for them to turn around. , naturally want to find a bigger place to play wild."

"Really?" Liu Qinghuan said: "That's just the situation of those ghosts, and you are a monster, and the magic sealing formation doesn't work for you, so why do you want to enter the ghost gate?"

"Hahaha." Zhang Xianmiao laughed and shook his head: "Fellow Daoist Qingmu really has a quick mind, as for me..."

His laughter stopped abruptly, and his expression returned to normal: "I have my own reasons, which are trivial. You just need to know that if you are here to open the gate of hell, we both don't have to fight each other to the death, we can cooperate. "

"Even so, you can attack the ghost gate by yourself."

"Hehe, if we can fight, why are we still here?"

Zhang Xianmiao turned his head to look at the arched gate not far away, which was made up of the branches of the ghost peach tree, and said, "Didn't you see that those ghosts walk around the gate of ghosts? Dushuo Mountain is connected to the world of ghosts in ten directions. If the gate of ghosts is opened casually, there will be chaos in the world, and all the ghosts will come to the world to make troubles? So this gate is sealed by the generals, and ghosts can't get close."

"God general?!" Liu Qinghuan exclaimed.

"Don't be scared, it's just a legend." Zhang Xianmiao curled her lips: "What kind of god is not a god, if there is no shadow of Xiandu Wan'er for 8000 years, it will still be a god. I tried it, as long as it takes more A few monks with your level of cultivation will definitely be able to forcibly open the gate of hell."

Liu Qinghuan was silent, and after thinking for a while, he said, "How can I believe what you say?"

"It's easy." Zhang Xianmiao said: "You and I will go and call my two friends back. Let's stop the fighting first, and we can discuss it later."

The wooden eyes on the tree trunk looked at him steadily, as if they were measuring the authenticity of his words.

Zhang Xianmiao let him scrutinize him, and said with a smile: "Could it be that Fellow Daoist Qingmu thought I was lying to you? Or did he not have confidence in himself and couldn't escape when he was surrounded by ghosts?"

"You don't have to provoke me." Liu Qinghuan said, walking out of the tree: "I only trust my own judgment."

Zhang Xianmiao shrugged, but his eyes showed satisfaction: "Then let's go."

He waved his hand to remove the water cover, and the ghosts wandering nearby immediately spotted Liu Qinghuan, and rushed over screaming.

Liu Qinghuan stretched out his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows, and flicked it out, he heard a series of screams, no matter how big or small those ghosts were, there was a small hole piercing through their foreheads!

But I saw a small gray sword flickering among the ghosts, and the place where it passed was filled with mourning, mercilessly.

Zhang Xianmiao smiled helplessly, made a strange whistling sound, stopped the ghost that was about to pounce forward, and rushed to the direction where Cuixu and others disappeared.

Liu Qinghuan followed behind him, looking at the ghosts who surrounded him and bared their teeth at him but did not dare to attack, he felt a strange feeling in his heart, feeling that the development of the situation tonight had completely exceeded his expectations.

It didn't take long for the commotion in front of them to get louder and louder. It was the scene where the two of Cuixu were entangled by the ghost king and the corpse demon.

Before getting close, Zhang Xianmiao let out another long howl, and then saw the ghost king turned his head, saw Liu Qinghuan and yelled ferociously, but he didn't know what he was talking about.

The two started talking, the corpse demon on the other side also stopped, and Cui Xu flew over: "Friend Liu Daoist, why are you talking to... who is this person?"

Liu Qinghuan told about the previous incident, the other party was very surprised, and shouted loudly: "Cooperation?!"

(End of this chapter)