Chapter 175: No flying knife

After Jiang Li took the sword, he kept waiting beside him, watching the paradigm frown deeper and deeper, and Jiang Li's whole person became worse and worse. It seems that this time it was really troublesome ...
I ca n’t see the mystery of this sword, but I ca n’t find my own realm, and I ca n’t figure out the means of Uncle Lin ’s imagination, but my master ca n’t see it. I ’m afraid it ’s unlikely. The above is not as unpredictable as that of Uncle Lin, but the master-level vision is always right.
really……
After another quarter of an hour, the paradigm slowly put the sword down and shook his head: "There is no prohibition ..."
"What about then?"
"Otherwise, let Uncle Lin change another one?"
"After Uncle Lin gave me the sword, he closed the backyard with four sword qi. Now the entire backyard has become a forbidden place. Don't go in. I'm afraid I will be cut by the sword qi when you get closer. Master, you didn't see it, When Uncle Lin slashed the red ghost, how powerful was that sword spirit ... "
"Uh ..." The paradigm couldn't help but shrink its neck when thinking about the sword, even if it was already a fate, but the paradigm still felt a little embarrassed at the thought of facing that sword.
"Shall we make another sword?"
"Alright, let the dead horse be a living horse doctor ..."
Anyway, the paradigm also got the true story of Wanlingzong. Later, Lin Fei helped him to complete the skill book, and the level of the sword was not high. It was not under Yueshan and Gu Qianfan. It was just bad luck. It was reasonable to keep the brilliance all the time. In the next few days, the young man and the younger closed the Jianjianfang, did not even do business, and began to work together to cast the sword ...
And the Haihui is getting closer ...
At this time, thousands of miles outside Wanghai City, the sky was dim, the mountains were barren, and countless dry bones were scattered on the ground. The thick black and red streams were flowing slowly, just like the strange magma erupting under the ground.
The only living creature here is the old ghost king that Lin Fei saw before.
But this time the ghost king was a bit different from the last time he saw it. The ghost king went deep into the mountain palace, the rudimentary palace, and there were only skulls burning with a green flame around in the air.
Ghost King Ricket was sitting on the throne of Bone Bone, his skin was more wrinkled, his eyelids were drooping down, he could no longer see his eyes, and he was full of heavy, deep evening air.
In front of the throne, there is a tumbling black muddy pond. The thick ghost gas rolls on the surface of the quagmire. As the quagmire rolls, occasionally a broken ghost can be seen flashing from the quagmire.
The ghost king stretched out his hand and grabbed the quagmire. A ray of ghost gas flew out of the quagmire and was swallowed by the ghost king. With the swallowing of a ghost gas, the waist plate of the ghost king seemed to be slightly straightened ...
But when you look closely, the ghost king's hand is also different from the last time I saw it. It's not like a hand, it's more like dry chicken skin wrapped in a layer of skull, it looks very strange.
As the ghost king turned his palm over, the palm of his hand became even more weird. The palm of his hand was flat and there was no trace of palm ...
Ghost pattern palm Yinshou.
The ghost life of ghosts will appear on the palm prints. The lighter the palm prints, the shorter the yin life. When the palm prints completely disappear, the ghosts will be wiped out, so all ghosts are pursuing a higher state. After the realm rises, the growth of Yinshou is a very important reason.
It's just that the ghost king is very strong and yin, and there is no sign of decay. It seems that far from the time when Yinshou is exhausted, this palm print disappears, and the true spirit will disperse. I am afraid that it has been used to burn Yinshou. Mysterious method, squandering the huge Yinshou completely, this can only nest in this sinister land, by devouring ghost spirit to maintain the true spirit.
However, if a ghost king wants to prolong his life, how huge the ghost spirit is. Even if there is a lot of nobleness here, there is a ground vein running through the ground, which is not enough.
At this point, the ghost king is not far away from death, unless a congenital ghost spirit can be found, so that the ghost body can be transferred from the acquired day to the congenital. Emperor's Realm ...
This is a real rebellion.
But, how rare is the innate ghost spirit?
A congenital ghost spirit at that time created the Guiming clan, ruling the Luofu world for nearly 200,000 years. If the ghost king can really find it, it is simply a heaven and earth creation.
In a word, the ghost king's yin life is about to run out, and naturally he has no time to look at Haicheng to find Lin Fei. , The body is more ricket ...
After a while, the ghost king breathed out a ghost gas, and a six-inch flying knife flashed in the ghost gas.
The flying knife has a blue body, resembling a sword, but has no handle and no grid. The blade is exposed on one side, and the tip is slightly exposed. The overall line is smooth. On both sides of the flying knife, there are only two simple seal seals. simple.
This is one of the four famous flying knives in the North Realm, which is silent and silent, invisible and traceless, and can divide the life and death into Yin and Yang. It is one of the famous murderous creatures in the North Realm. At this time, the ghost king spit out After there was no flying knife, another bite of ghost gas spewed up, and every bit of ghost gas would cause Hua Wufei knife to shudder ...
The fierceness of Huawufeidao is getting stronger and stronger, but the ghostness of the ghost king is getting weaker and weaker. In the end, the murderousness of Huawufei reaches the extreme, and the ghost king is like a death. A wound was drawn, and the black blood seemed to be pulled out by something, and they were submerged in the Huawu flying knife.
The sound of swallowing gurgling sounded in this dead palace, making the atmosphere here even more weird. I do n’t know for a long time, countless fuzhuan appeared on the Huawu flying knife, and the black and strange fuzhuan hooked together Drill into a slender chain into the Huawu flying knife ...
A knife rang, and the glory appeared, and countless blades turned into flying knife phantoms to shuttle through the underground palace. The skulls used for lighting in the underground palace were all turned into powder.
Hua Wu Fei Dao was suspended in mid-air, and dense black blood lines appeared on the surface, bursts of Dao Ming came out, and the knife body could no longer swallow ghost spirits.
The ghost king sighed and gave a light cough, and the whole person's spirit and spirit were decayed a little. Opening the cold and serene eyes, the ghost in the ghost king's eyes flickered.
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