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Chapter 535 Cautious Ghost Venerable

South of Tianmu City.

Three figures stood on the ground, looking up at the battle above Tianmu City.

"That is the strong man who mediates the Immortal Sect, hehe, in the eyes of this deity, he is just a waste."

The figure shrouded in black robe let out a burst of wanton ridicule.

"Master Guizun is powerful, so it's not comparable to Venerable Mo Yuan." Said the young master next to him.

These three figures are the ghost master from the underworld and the mysterious son and jade slave who mediate the immortal sect.

"You're right, he really can't compare with this deity." The ghost venerable said with a proud face.

Afterwards, he asked again: "Well, what title does Venerable Mo He have in your Mediation Immortal Sect?"

"My lord, Venerable Mo Yuan is known as Venerable Wanxie in Zhongtianyu." The young master replied.

"Wan Xie! That's a good title, why don't you let me kill him, and I will be called Wan Xie from now on!" Gui Zun's scarlet eyes flashed an interesting expression.

"Uh!"

The corners of Young Master's eyes twitched slightly, and he said, "My lord, the title Wan Xie is not a good title."

During this period of time, he has been following this Ghost Venerable, and with constant contact, he has understood the character of this Ghost Venerable.

how to say?

A little sand sculpture!

It stands to reason that a strong man on the eighth floor of the Immortal Terrace, no matter what he does or his words and deeds, carries the majesty of a strong man.But this Ghost Venerable often does some inexplicable things.

Such as stealing someone else's title.

Since a few days ago, after he told this Ghost Venerable about the titles of some of the strongest in the Zhongtianyu, this one has never forgotten the title, and he wanted to have a powerful title.

Make him feel both amused and depressed.

"Is that so? Is it okay for this deity to be called Venerable Wangui in the future?" Ghost Venerable thought for a while and said.

The young master and Yu Nu next to each other looked at each other, both showing speechless expressions.

The last Myriad Ghosts Venerable died in Lingyuan Mountain. If you want this title, no one should have any objections.

"My subordinate pays homage to Venerable Wan Gui." The young master didn't persuade him any more, and bowed his hands directly.

"Hahaha, that's right, that's right, from now on I will be Venerable Myriad Ghosts." Ghost Venerable laughed.

The reason why he is so happy is because he has no name in the underworld.

Ordinary undead will fall into a state of ignorance and have no self-awareness after entering the underworld. Only the undead of some practitioners will bring their original memory and consciousness with them after entering the underworld.

And most of those undead who fell into ignorance will slowly dissipate in the underworld, and will be transformed into ghost spirits by the regular road in the underworld.Only a very small part will produce new spiritual consciousness due to special opportunities.

But at the beginning, the newly born spiritual consciousness is very simple, it can only absorb the energy of the dead by instinct, and after decades of accumulation, it will become a ghost with wisdom.

After becoming a ghost spirit, they will be forcibly taken under the command of the forces in the underworld to do some hard work.

They have no memories of their previous lives, so naturally they have no names, they are just ghosts enslaved by the strong.

If these ghosts can improve their cultivation and reach the Immortal Stage, then the forces in the underworld will promote them to ghost soldiers.

So the Venerable Myriad Ghosts in front of him is just a ghost soldier in the underworld.

After becoming ghost soldiers, they can choose their own names, but the names they give are somewhat humble, and Venerable Wangui really can't say it.

Now that he came to this world and heard that the strong in this world have their own names, Wan Gui naturally wanted to make a famous name for himself.

In fact, Wan Gui is not an evil ghost, he is just an ordinary one among the ghosts in the underworld.

Of course, no matter how ordinary he is, he is still a top powerhouse in this fairy land.

There is no doubt about that.

"My lord, do we want to make a move?" the young man asked softly.

"Why do you want to make a move?" Wan Gui asked.

"Ugh! Taking Tianmu City can spread the name of the Venerable throughout the Northwest Territory." The young master said.

Wan Gui glanced at him, didn't speak, just watched the battle above Tianmu City.

He is no longer the Ghost Venerable who knows nothing about the Immortal Land, he has been understanding the basic situation of the world during this time.

Although he was born in the lowest level of the underworld, it does not mean that he is stupid, on the contrary he is a very smart ghost.Therefore, he naturally would not believe the nonsense of the guy in front of him.

What made his name spread throughout the Northwest Territory is simply a fool.

He obviously wanted him to mediate the Immortal Sect.

"What kind of thing is the mediation of the Immortal Sect, I don't care about it! Hehe!"

Wan Gui thought silently in his heart.

During this time, he not only learned about the situation in this world, but also made a very suitable plan for his future.

As the lowest ghost spirit in the underworld, he is a very cautious person.

Although in the Immortal Land, he can be regarded as a strong man, but he is not considered the top existence. After all, there is a ninth floor above the eighth floor of the Immortal Terrace Realm.

So before breaking through the ninth floor, he decided to keep a low profile and absolutely not to show off.

You can't be too arrogant as a ghost, otherwise you will never end well.

This is the experience he summed up after being a ghost soldier in the underworld for hundreds of years.

"Be honest here, don't take the opportunity to mediate with the Immortal Sect." Wan Gui warned.

Although he knew that the two guys in front of him were not really loyal to him, but he still wanted to keep them.

Because he likes to watch the two guys get smacked up.

Hearing his words, the faces of the two of them became stiff as expected, and they dared not speak again.

……

Sky City above.

Facing the cooperation of Mo Yuan and Si Yao, Xu Qingyang still didn't show any weakness.

Instead, as the battle continued, he became more violent.

In the sharp and cold eyes, there is only a strong killing intent.

Holding the sword in his right hand, his figure moved quickly, and the strong sword intent filled the world, fighting wantonly like a god of war.

The Baizhang sword light swept across the sky, causing waves of piercing sounds.

Mo Yuan held the Yinfeng stick to block one after another.

Whisper!
Si Yao next to her flew upside down, with a deep scar visible on her delicate body, and bright red blood stained her gauze skirt.

"how is this possible!"

Mo Yuan's pupils shrank in disbelief.

At this moment, he had accepted the fact that Xu Qingyang was stronger than him, but it was hard for him to believe that Xu Qingyang was actually stronger than him and Si Yao working together.

"Master Mo Yuan!"

Si Yao made a weak call, her frail eyes were filled with fright.

With just one blow, she was already seriously injured, and the feeling of weakness eroded her mind, causing her to almost fall into a coma.

With a flash, Mo Yuan came to Si Yao, gritted his teeth and said, "Get back first!"

He was not reconciled.

Not reconciled to being defeated by Xu Qingyang like this.

He also wanted to continue fighting with Xu Qingyang, he wanted to defeat Xu Qingyang.

As a strong man on the Sendai list, he has his own will and dignity, even if he is defeated, he will do his best.

Si Yao's pale lips trembled slightly, trying to persuade Mo Yuan, but in the end she still didn't say anything.

He just said, "Master Mo Yuan, be careful."

Immediately, she turned around and flew towards the flying boat in the sky.

"Want to go, have you asked the deity?"

However, she wanted to leave, but Xu Qingyang did not intend to let her go.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving!"

Xu Qingyang charged fiercely like a male lion, and the violent sword intent suddenly erupted. Between the heaven and the earth, the endless fairy energy seemed to be detonated, and there were bursts of roaring sounds.

"roll!"

Mo Yuan let out a low growl, and with his eyes reddened, he swung the Yinfeng Stick with all his strength.

The evil wind howled, the evil spirit filled the air, and the spirit of death was overwhelming.

"Sword cut!"

Seeing this, Xu Qingyang's eyes released a bright starlight, and he slashed down with the long sword in his hand.

woohoo~~
The majestic sword power carried a strong wind roar, pressing on Mo Yuan and Si Yao.

In an instant, the Yinfeng Guisha released by Mo Yuan was suppressed.

"how is this possible?"

Mo Yuan really couldn't believe it.

He tried his best to display this evil spirit.

But being suppressed so easily by Xu Qingyang, this was really unacceptable to him.

"Nothing is impossible!"

Xu Qingyang's long hair flew back, his clothes fluttered, and the long sword in his hand was pressed down fiercely.

Seeing that the sword light was about to strike on the top of Mo Yuan's head, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yuan.

The person who came was none other than Luo Shang.

I saw him gently raised his left hand, and lifted it up slightly.

next moment.

Xu Qingyang's sword suddenly stopped, as if blocked by a solid barrier.

Xu Qingyang narrowed his eyes, grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, and pressed down hard, but there was still no movement.

"Your strength is good, but it's only good!"

Luo Chang raised his head, his cloudy eyes were full of indifference.

It seemed that Xu Qingyang in front of him was just an ordinary person.

Xu Qingyang slowly retracted the long sword, staring at Luo Chang with both eyes.

"The Sacred Cult of Creation, Elder Luo Shang, ranked 240th and fifth on the Sendai list!"

"It seems that you know the old man!" Luo Shang withdrew his palm and said indifferently.

"But you're wrong about one thing."

"I'm not No. 240 on the Sendai list. That's just the ranking 300 years ago."

Xu Qingyang's eyes suddenly shrank.

300 years ago 240 five, what about now?

Although age does not represent strength, but for the powerhouses on the Sendai Ranking, time represents the background. Hundreds of years may not be enough to break through, but it can definitely improve the cultivation base a lot.

"Three months ago, the old man re-entered the Sendai rankings, ranking 190th and eighth!" Luo Chang said flatly.

When Xu Qingyang heard this, his heart tightened immediately.

On the Sendai Ranking, there are all strong people above the seventh floor of the Sendai Realm.

However, the eighth and ninth floors only occupy less than a hundred positions, and the rest of the positions are all on the seventh floor of the Immortal Terrace Realm.

In fact, the difference in strength between the strong players with similar rankings is not very big, but it is completely different if the difference is close to [-] ranks.

Xu Qingyang looked downcastly at the long sword in his hand.

Although he defeated Mo Yuan, and even defeated Mo Yuan and Si Yao at the same time, facing Luo Shang, he felt that he had no chance of winning.

(End of this chapter)