Chapter 118: The little guy doesn't know how to live or die

"Booming ..."
There was a thunderous sound on the outskirts of the jewels in Kowloon, a group of people rushed out of a misty valley, extremely embarrassed.
"Cao Huaishan, what the is going on."
A red-haired young man yelled angrily at an old man. There was a blood stain on his face exuding blood, and he was almost pierced by a war spear just now.
In the moment of life and death, even the red-haired youth was frightened with cold sweat.
"People are laid out here. It is difficult to break through."
Master Cao said bitterly.
"That means you have no value?"
The red-haired young man said coldly, a sense of Mori Han's murderous spirit was revealed from his body.
Feeling the murderous intention of the red-haired youth, the master Cao could not help but trembled.
"No, although this formation is powerful, it is not unbreakable, but it takes time."
Master Cao hurried.
At this time, other Mozong disciples around the red-haired youth stared at Master Cao poorly.
"how long."
The red-haired youth said impatiently.
"Three days, just three days."
Master Cao hurriedly extended three fingers.
"Three days are too long. One day, I only give you one day. When you can't break it, I will throw you into the sacrifice array."
The red-haired youth has no patience. The longer the time delay, the more people will come. They must take the lead to enter the tomb of the evil emperor before others arrive.
However, let alone mind the evil emperor's tomb, that is, they can't break through the outer periphery of this dazzling pearl in Kowloon.
"Red Tu God, you bastard!" Master Cao greeted the eighteen generations of the red-haired young man in his heart.
This guy is the second child of the six demon sects, one of the six ancestors of the six slugs, the red butcher's heir.
The power of the Chitu family is only second to the Yin family among the six demons.
The people brought by this Red Tutu are all his henchmen, most of them are outstanding figures among the younger generation of Red Tujia.
However, just now, they were in the foggy canyon, and they had lost half of their manpower, which made the Red Tushen almost mad.
Those who died are the elite disciples of the Red Butcher!
Not everyone, like his Red Tushen, can get the attention of those big figures in the family and plant amulets on his body.
You know, the aura of aura is not something an ordinary person can cast.
Those who do n’t have the aura of aura are naturally deadlocked, even if the Red Tushen is almost out of favor.
One day is like breaking the battle, Nima, do you think Lao Tzu is the Master of the Formation?
Master Cao was furious and could not speak, his own life was still in the hands of this guy.
"Hey, this is a haunting storm of ghosts, and those guys in the Red Tushen seem unwilling to get out and want to go in and give people away !?"
On a mountain in the distance, there are several men in black. Two of them are truly a master sister and his master.
Talking is a white-haired old man.
"Ghost old, is this a ghostly storm?"
Du Xiaoxuan, the poisonous little sister, said in surprise.
"Hey, no one else can see, how can I look away?" Gui Lao grinned, wrinkles piled up, it was even more ugly than crying.
"Who is my Master, that is the descendant of one of the eight kings of the evil emperor six hundred years ago."
A middle-aged man beside the old man said proudly.
"This……"
The poisonous young master sister and his elder brother were taken aback. They never expected that the ghost elder, one of the three elders of poisoned zong, had such a history.
Six hundred years ago, the ghost king under the evil emperor was a master of matrix formation, and he practiced ghost roads, and was good at controlling the spirits of others.
Since the old ghost is a descendant of the ghost king, it is naturally inherited from the ghost king, and the ghost road and the battle road are merged together. That is not a simple one plus one thing.
"Ghost, can we enter the tomb of the evil emperor from other places?"
Du Xiaoxuan said.
"This is the safest road. The other roads are far more dangerous than this one." Gui Lao shook his head.
In fact, as soon as he arrived here, he saw something here. There are eight gates on the periphery of the Peerless Pearl Treasure of Kowloon. Each gate can enter the tomb of the evil emperor.
However, within these eight gates, it was the killing of the eight kings under the control of the evil emperor.
Hundred ghosts are in the wind, which is the means of the ghost king, and the other seven gates are the means of the other seven kings. The other seven kings are much more powerful than the ghost king.
There is still a glimmer of life in this path, and in other paths, you may die at any time.
At the time when the Red Tushen was damaged by the Hundred Ghosts and the winds of the army, and they were extremely embarrassed, Li Kuang and them were also close to the peerless Fengshui Treasure Land in Kowloon.
"The whole terrain has changed, and the terrain is affected by the terrain. This place is not easy!"
Li exclaimed, he also did not expect that in such a small Yunlong mountain range, such an excellent burial site was hidden.
The spirit of Kowloon converges, and the people buried here must be extraordinary. Even if they cannot dominate the martial arts continent, it is still okay to worship and honor the prime minister.
"Do you know Feng Shui?"
Big Fat Man looked at Li Kuang in amazement. This guy is too mysterious. It seems to be able to do anything. Is there really an all-around person in the world?
Although the martial arts continent is the most respected martial arts, there are various genres side by side. Whatever feng shui, formation methods, refining devices, refining medicine, etc., each genre can be generated in large numbers.
"Just a trail."
Li Kuang said in disapproval.
"what……"
Big Fat Man is really being mad at this guy, sir? Feng Shui Road is still a trail?
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Wang Fatty wanted to say more, but at this moment, Li Kuang stopped suddenly.
"what happened?"
Wang Fatty frowned.
"look by youself."
Li Kuang pointed forward.
Wang Dafei looked in the direction pointed by Li Kuang, and saw the mist lingering in front of him, and a huge stone gate appeared in front of them.
"this is……"
When Fat Wang saw the teacher's gate, he was shocked and happy.
The purple-masked woman who had not spoken had bright eyes.
"Arrived?"
Wang Fat was excited.
"At Mao, I haven't even entered the periphery yet."
Li Kuang said silently.
"From the topographical map, there are eight entrances to this geomantic land. This should be one of the eight entrances. Well, from where we are, here is an entrance to Zhengdong."
Li Kuang took out the terrain map and looked at it carefully.
"What are you waiting for, go in!"
Wang Big Fatty said with his muscles.
"The little guy doesn't know if he lives."
Just then, a disdainful voice came from behind Li Kuang and theirs.
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