Emperor Xiansheng

Chapter 188
"Qingmian, you just found out how strong that kid is. Although he has a fourth-grade ghost token hanging on his waist, he has a strong physical body, strong energy and blood, and he is a cultivator. There is no need for that. Doubt, the underworld has the face of the underworld, not anyone who wants to enter can get in!"

Among the will-o'-the-wisps, the lurking third-rank ghost messengers were waiting for the blue-faced fang-toothed ghost, and when they saw it come back, one of them asked.

"That kid doesn't know what skills he has practiced. I can't see the slightest fear in his eyes. Although his cultivation level is not high, his strength is equivalent to half a ghost. It is not easy to do it."

The green-faced ghost with fangs said truthfully that his appearance just now was just a test, and from his point of view, it must not be much different.

"So, his strength in the underworld, except for Wu Xiaofeng, is more difficult than others!" One of them, wearing a black gold official robe and with a snow-white face, said in a cold tone.

The blue-faced fangs nodded lightly, without making a sound.

The other third-grade ghost messengers were also silent, and the white-faced ghost messenger said in a serious tone: "I was ordered to hold a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, and practice in it every day. No matter who uses what method, as long as I can pass through this sea of ​​swords and fire safely, From now on, the wheel of life will last for more than two hundred years, which is a taboo in the underworld, and if that young man named Fang Pu passed away in vain, wouldn't it be a joke!"

"Brother, what do you want to do?" Hearing the words, the third-rank ghost guards clasped their hands with their faces frozen.

"Of course we have to experience the opponent's strength, let's go, let's go!" The white-faced ghost guard waved his sleeves, moved his figure, and approached Fang Pu with several ghost guards.

At this time, Fang Pu was concentrating on his guard. Although he couldn't hear the conversations of the ghosts in the sea of ​​swords and flames, he instinctively felt the sense of crisis pressing close to him.

"Brother, are we going to show up?" the blue-faced ghost with fangs asked.

"Show your face? You see that the official uniform he is wearing is a brocade official. Qian Yu has a close relationship with several Yamas now, and it is more likely that he will be in charge of one of the ten Yamas with a Yin god. Since he is his disciple, we don't need to tear him apart. Shameless." The white-faced ghost slightly shook his head.

"Set up the knife mountain ten times, and pass through the trail opened by Wu Xiaofeng."

The white-faced ghost messenger Mori said in a tone.

"Yes, big brother!" The remaining ghost messengers started one after another, secretly urging the sword mountain. The flat road opened by Wu Xiaofeng was suddenly cold, and ten layers of sword mountains were erected in an instant. The old man was physically injured by the knife mountain, forcing him to retreat quickly.

"Not good!" Wu Shenfeng's face changed abruptly. He never expected that such an unpredictable situation would suddenly appear. A very strong Ujin light flashed from his body immediately, and the rest of the old people also showed their body protection skills, but they also was forced to retreat more than.

"One, two... eighty or ninety!" Fang Pu counted the mountain of knives that suddenly appeared at the end, and he immediately understood that the mountain of knives was stacked ten times, and it seemed that those ghosts secretly made a move!

He patted the sapphire lightly, and the light suddenly protected him from top to bottom. He immediately took out the tortoise shell from his bosom, exhaled a mouthful of breath, and slowly grew bigger, then pushed it away, and a path was opened on the mountain of knives. Mountain of Ten Heavy Swords.

"This!?" Fang Pu's action immediately surprised several masters. Even if they could pave a way on the mountain of ten heavy knives, they couldn't do it!
"A few of my small roads have limited strength, everyone go over as soon as possible."

Fang Pu's index finger and middle finger were pressed tightly together, and his face was a little pale. It seemed that he was struggling a bit.

The old men didn't think much at this moment, and hurried away along the path he laid out.

"Qingmian, your vision is right. His rank and strength in the underworld are indeed comparable to that of half a ghost, but if we dispatch together, there is a high possibility of annihilating him in one fell swoop, but in this way, we will lose more than we gain. !" The white-faced ghost messenger said coldly when he saw that Fang Pu had easily cracked it and released the mountain of ten heavy knives.

"If big brother wants to do it, we will definitely do our best to keep this person, maybe we can destroy his body." The blue-faced fang-toothed ghost said coldly at this time.

"No! We don't have to embarrass him. It really surprised me that Wu Xiaofeng found such an expert to help him. If my expectations are correct, Wu Xiaofeng is very likely to go back and find Yan Luo's seal when he comes back this time. Why don't we sell him a favor? In the future Easy to get along with!"

The white-faced ghost messenger shook his head and said thoughtfully.

"Then, don't you need to let go of the triple will-o'-the-wisp?" The blue-faced ghost with fangs was slightly taken aback, as if he didn't expect the white-faced ghost to do this.

"No, of course we have to let it go. The triple ghost fire will deal with him alone. If he can resolve it, even if he is not a ghost in the underworld in the future, he will at least rank among the ghost judges. Maybe he can be compared with Mr. Cuifu."

The white-faced ghost glanced at the blue-faced fangs ghost, and said with a ferocious smile.

"Brother's plan is really clever!" The other ghost messengers understood and started to prepare immediately.

Fang Pu felt the hostility in the will-o'-the-wisp, and he was already extremely careful. He had secretly brewed the exercises in the Yin-Yang Jing several times, and only waited for the lurking ghosts to act again.

"boom!"

At this moment, a will-o'-the-wisp suddenly burst out in front of his eyes, with the tendency to completely engulf him again, he immediately let go, buckled the tortoise shell up, and passed through the will-o'-the-wisp.

I thought the will-o'-the-wisp would stop there, but a more powerful will-o'-the-wisp swept over again, almost burning all the blue light on his body in an instant.

"Hmph!" Fang Pu snorted angrily, turned his palms over, and heard him say: "Cathode produces yang."

The will-o'-the-wisp in front of him suddenly changed and turned into a trickle passing by.

"This is the technique in the Yin-Yang Jing!" The white-faced ghost guard secretly saw this situation, and his stiff face showed a somewhat incredulous expression.

"Yin Yang Jing!?" The rest of the ghost messengers were also shocked at this time, their faces were cold, and they forgot to launch the triple ghost fire again.

"I don't know if it's true or not. If it's true, this kid's strength is really surprising. Now, in Yama at ten o'clock, there are two halls of Yama who haven't returned to their thrones. Could it be that this person is going to be like Qian Yu and use the Yin God to occupy Yama of the underworld?" Palace, achieve the supreme position!"

The white-faced ghost said with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Brother, the Yin God has trained Yan Luo's strength, and his own strength is probably incomparable. It's so difficult. This kid has only learned the surface." The blue-faced ghost with fangs said abruptly.

"That's right! But with the strength in his hands alone, it's not difficult to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire this time, and it's no accident that his life expectancy has been increased by two hundred years!" The white-faced ghost almost nodded, and flew away in the direction Fang Pu left.

"Brother, what are you going to do?" Qingmiao Fanggui asked without knowing it.

"Let's explain this matter face to face, so we can meet again in the future!" The white-faced ghost said with a sinister smile.

(End of this chapter)