Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 532 Rescue
Chen Xinghe galloped forward with a big white goose in his arms.

It was precisely because of the battle between the female ghost and the mad king that this treasure was able to sneak out and show off in the market.

I saw the big white goose with the old oil lamp upside down on its head, stretching out its beak to grab the owner's purple clothes from time to time. It seemed to be very interested in the fairy clothes with purple ribbons, and then stretched its neck to look at the Dijiang God's streamer, wanting to use it as well. The mouth pecked.

These two treasures are its targets, and there is one more, it stares blankly at the owner's forehead.

There is a sword pill forming there, it looks more precious, it wants to wait for the opportunity to snatch it to supplement its own deficiency.

This big goose is exactly the page in the book of life and death that is used to test the fortune, to test whether the longevity is logarithmic.

Suzaku said that this is why it is important, this big goose can not only find treasures, but also suppress treasures, Chen Xinghe has a vague premonition that this treasure will be very important to him in the future.

Leaving aside the big goose who was unwilling to be included in the breeding bag by the owner, Chen Xinghe rushed to find Lingjizi and Yuan Mengjue. They were in a dire situation and needed help.

According to the position calculated by Suzaku, he hurriedly ran for a day and came to the sky above a city.

I saw black smoke billowing, and hundreds of huge iron pots were erected in the city. Brother Huang Quan was soaked in the big pot and stewed like ribs.

Some people couldn't bear the pain, screamed and climbed up, and were immediately attacked by spears, and they were put back into the pot and continued to simmer.

Chen Xinghe released his spiritual sense to sweep away, and immediately locked onto Lingjizi, seeing him slowly sinking to the bottom of the pot, his soul was about to become thick soup in the pot.

At this moment, it was extremely dangerous, and he couldn't care less about it. He hurriedly threw the storage talisman, and let 100,000 yuan of gold ingots fall from the sky, hitting the big and small ghosts in the city who were waiting for their soup.

There were roaring sounds one after another, and dozens of cauldrons were smashed over.

The monks who were being boiled in the pot rolled and fell out, only to see a faint golden light sweeping across them, the ghost marks branded on them no longer existed, and their injuries improved, knowing that an expert came to rescue them.

In an instant, the gold ingots smashed on the ground whistled and flew up, colliding with the ghost fiercely and blasting out a thick fog, which mixed with the thick smoke billowing from the bottom of the pot, covering the field of vision.

There is naturally a powerful ghost cultivator sitting in the city, and its movement speed is very fast, raising a hand to shake off a lot of fog, trying to control the situation.

Chen Xinghe had already rescued Ling Jizi, he felt it carefully and sighed.

His soul was severely damaged, and it seemed that he was really going to be buried in that secret place. I hope he can continue his life with the help of the most rare feng shui treasure in the Fortress of the Underworld.

"Master and servant, I will not let you be humiliated!"

When the voice fell to the ground, there was a roar!
Chen Xinghe exploded, he wanted to blast the ghosts here, and let these evil existences die completely.

"Who are you? How dare you come to this king's territory to act wildly?"

The big black hand hurled towards the sky, thousands of gold ingots whizzed up, and a fierce duel broke out in the air.

This big black hand was so powerful that it broke through all obstacles and rushed towards Chen Xinghe in a hurry.

"go with!"

More gold ingots bombarded the big hand, which fully proved that ants gnawed more dead elephants.

Shuojin supernatural power has been greatly improved by Chen Xinghe.

Maybe it's because he often manipulates metal to hit the enemy, and gradually comprehended many ways, which greatly enhanced the power of this supernatural power.

For example, in front of him, the gold ingots exploded one after another, and the damage was comparable to that of thunder beads.

As long as the metal in his hand is not broken and the mind is kept above the center line, no enemy can approach him.

At this moment, hundreds of cauldrons erected in the city turned into chains and locked towards the ghosts, creating an opportunity for monk Huang Quan to avenge their blood hatred.

Some Huangquan cultivators went out of the restraints and rushed out immediately to vent their fear and hostility these days.

Killing is nothing more than a nod, and these ghosts put them in a pot and stew, which is unimaginably vicious.

What's more vicious is that under the control of ghost seals, they are not allowed to commit suicide.

Now that he has to get out of great difficulty, it would be strange if he could let go of the ghosts in the city!Everyone performed super-level, squeezed out the last bit of spiritual energy in their bodies and turned him upside down.

Chen Xinghe raised his hand and threw a large number of spirit stones, the monks were overjoyed.

It is estimated that after this trip, he will have to worry about the spirit stone again. The skeleton gold needed by Shang Xing Jianwan has reached the bottom line, and there will be more after consuming the remaining metal on his body, so he will not be able to make ends meet later.

The ghost king roared, Chen Xinghe smashed out six thousand storage charms in one breath, a "golden mountain" was piled up in the city, and the ghost king was buried under it as a free laborer.

Time is running out, more ghost kings make moves, and collisions are everywhere.

Cultivator Huang Quan got the method of suppressing ghost seals from Chen Xinghe, and after getting rid of the terrible restrictions of ghost seals, they united closely and headed out of the city to kill.

Chen Xinghe escorted them with metal, and flew away after everyone rushed out of the city wall and sent out another batch of spirit stones to point out the direction of the mining area.

In the hinterland of the ghost country, which is full of dangers, these people must be more united if they want to survive. As for the follow-up, it depends on themselves.

Help if you can, but Chen Xinghe is not a nanny, he has to rescue Yuan Mengjue.

As for Xiong Dayue, Lu Fanggui and others, they are most likely dead, otherwise Suzaku would not fail to mention it.

Time was running out, Chen Xinghe took out the Dijiang Shenfan again, and the dumb goose pinched the pole with his mouth so as not to let go.

"Don't make trouble, I have something urgent."

The oil lamp spoke: "Here it is, the stupid goose can increase the power of the treasure a little, about half of it, and your speed will become faster."

"Oh?" Chen Xinghe was skeptical.

After letting go of his hand for a while, I saw the goose sucking in the Dijiang God's streamer in one gulp, with a pinch of black fluff on his forehead. The extent that years can achieve.

"Yes, I didn't expect this stupid goose to be so beneficial."

Chen Xinghe carried the dumb goose behind his back, and one person and one goose galloped across the border of the ghost country at top speed.

Entering the Ghost Moon Dynasty two days later, it took five days to move to the northern ghost city before finding the right place, but I was a little dumbfounded at first glance.

Yuan Mengjue was sold to the palace, which was surrounded by a large formation and the defense was quite tight.

"Oops! It's hard to attack by force, it's best to disguise yourself as a ghost and sneak in."

"However, my vitality is deliberately concealed. Ordinary ghosts can't see through it, but it can't be hidden from the level of the ghost king."

"Forget it, time waits for no one, let's get in first and then talk."

Chen Xinghe was also courageous, pretending to be a rickety old ghost, and ran to the back door of the ghost mansion to help carry the wine jar.

This wine is made of boy's blood. It's not that there are no living people in the Bloody Forbidden Land, but that the living people are raised like pigs and sheep.

It's sad to say that people are like pigs and sheep, they take what they give and take what they give, so killing these ghosts is considered a good deed, and killing them can gain merit...

(End of this chapter)