Urban Horror House

"It's really here, and I'm afraid it will be a tough battle!"

Chen Sixian's eyes flickered, and he squeezed the magic seal with his hands, preparing to cast a ghost sealing technique at the oncoming zombie general.

No matter how great the effect is, at least it can deter opponents.

Maybe a zombie of this level, with his cultivation base and the ability to seal ghosts, can deal with it!
In the next moment, Chen Sixian's eyes widened.

The zombie dressed as a general remained motionless, as if stupid.

Instead, it was the big knife in his hand, with the end of the handle dragging on the ground, floating all the way towards Chen Sixian.

At this time, the big knife shrouded in blue light gradually revealed its appearance.

Now it is completely changed from just now!

It was a bit old before, just like the ancient cultural relics in the museum, full of traces of history, at this moment, in Chen Sixian's eyes, it looks brand new!
The incomparably pitch-black hilt looked extremely heavy, and cracks like spider webs appeared on the ground.

The most eye-catching thing is the carvings on the mountain.

It is no longer a snake-like creature, but a flood dragon with long horns on its head and dragon scales on its body.

The blue light gradually converged, and finally completely converged into the body of the dragon, turning the latter into a flood dragon with flowing blue light.

And this flood dragon also opened his eyes, staring at him coldly.

This is not an illusion, but real!
Because Chen Sixian saw that before staring at him, the cyan dragon seemed to have glanced around, seeing that there was nothing else, so he turned his eyes completely on himself.

"Qinglong?"

Chen Sixian swallowed and spit.

He just felt that the scene in front of him was incredible!

"This seat is not Qinglong, but you can also call this seat that way."

Seeing Chen Sixian's surprised expression, the cyan dragon seemed very satisfied, and his eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

Chen Sixian had a flash of inspiration, and said in surprise: "Could it be that you are the Qinglong Yanyue Knife in the hands of Martial Saint Guan Erye?"

"Haha, you have a bit of vision, and you can still see the origin of this seat, which makes me very curious about you, stay here, don't leave, and have a good chat with this seat."

After saying these words, Chen Sixian's heart suddenly stopped and missed a beat.

What the other party meant was to kill him!
"Senior, I'm just here to see what kind of souls are here. I don't mean to disturb, and I don't dare to disturb Guan Erye. I don't think it's getting too early. My mother told me to go back to eat. Goodbye .”

Chen Sixian put oil on the soles of his feet and was about to run away.

"You want to go? It's too late! Brothers, beat him up!"

Following the cyan dragon's words, those black-haired zombies in blood-colored armor and general-looking zombies opened their mouths wide and rushed towards Chen Sixian.

In an instant, a gust of wind hit, and Chen Sixian felt that he had come to an ancient battlefield.

The ones in front of him were not zombies, but fierce generals who rode war horses and wore heavy armor, releasing a stream of blood-colored energy all over their bodies.

And under his feet was a white bone skeleton, stretching out his palm with shredded flesh to grab his legs, and there were sounds of fighting and screaming all around.

For a moment, Chen Sixian's spirit felt like it was going to collapse!

"Sealing ghosts!"

Chen Sixian didn't dare to delay, and immediately released the magic seal that he had been pinching, and a powerful energy immediately bombarded these peerless warriors.

There was only a loud bang, and a large part of the entire tomb collapsed.

The scene in front of Chen Sixian also changed again.

At this time, it was no longer a battlefield covered with bones and blood, and there was no peerless general riding a horse and wielding a sword in front of his eyes.

There are only zombies thrown to the ground.

As for the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, it was still standing in place.

It's just that the blue dragon's eyes were full of shock.

"How is this possible? How could your strength resist my will and knock them all down!"

Chen Sixian frowned and said: "Senior, I really have something important to do here this time, and I don't want to conflict with you. I hope there will be only one unpleasant incident just now."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

A figure was seen shooting from the depths of the tomb, landing in front of Chen Sixian.

This is an old man wearing a gray robe, with white beard and hair, he should be about 80 or [-] years old.

But this person has a ruddy face and is handsome, at most he is in his 40s, and no one can tell that this person is over 50 years old.

But those eyes are filled with the vicissitudes of life that this person has experienced.

Chen Sixian felt that, to describe it with a rather bloody sentence.

That is, this is a wise old man, and in his pure and vicissitudes of life, there is infinite wisdom shining.

When the old man in gray robe came over, he clasped his hands together and gave Chen Sixian a deep bow.

"Little friend, this little thing was ignorant and disturbed you just now. I'm really sorry. The old man will apologize to you here first, and I hope you will forgive me."

This was before Chen Sixian could ask the crime, he lowered his posture first, so that he could not speak.

After all, people call themselves old men, and they must be older than you. I apologize to you, what else do you want?
Dissatisfied?Even if you don't accept it, you have to endure it!

What's more, Chen Sixian felt that this person's strength did not seem to be inferior to him, and there was a faint energy that made him feel uncomfortable, emanating from this person.

It's just that Chen Sixian thought about it, but couldn't remember who this person was.

Being able to be buried with Qinglong Yanyue Dao is still an old man, at least it should be Guan Erye, or someone related to Guan Erye, right?
The old man with the white beard is smiling and pretending to be kind?
"Senior is Hua Tuo?"

Chen Sixian asked tentatively, but the old man in gray robe shook his head.

"It's not Hua Tuo? Who else could it be? Is your predecessor from the Three Kingdoms period?"

The gray-robed old man nodded with a smile to Chen Sixian's question: "Little friend, you really have extraordinary eyesight. No wonder this little guy praises you. Not only is you good at martial arts, but you also have a pair of discerning eyes. It's really rare in the world."

"Don't come here, who the hell is it, tell yourself quickly."

Chen Sixian could see that this gray-robed old man had always been obedient and flattering, and he was not a cheap lamp.

I am afraid that while alive, it is also a scourge.

Hua Tuo was stubborn, and when he saw that Cao Cao had a headache, he kept clamoring for Cao Cao to have a craniotomy.

Cao Cao thought that Hua Tuo was going to kill him, but Hua Tuo killed him directly, and he didn't even keep the Qing Nang Sutra he wrote.

"Hehe, my friend is really quick to talk, extraordinary, old man Yu Ji."

The old man in gray robe said with a smile.

"Yu Ji? The girlfriend of Chu Overlord Xiang Yu? Why is she a man, or an old man?"

Chen Sixian didn't hear clearly, and was shocked immediately.

"Could it be that you didn't die when Chu and Han fought for hegemony, but disguised yourself as a man, and later turned into a ghost, and that's what you looked like?"

"Big brother, don't talk nonsense, I've met sister Yuji, she's very pretty."

Xiao Linger's words came suddenly.

Chen Sixian smiled embarrassedly, he seemed to be a little whimsical, but whoever saw the scene in front of him might not be able to control his thoughts.

After all, Qinglong Yanyue Dao is alive and can still speak, claiming to be the seat, and wants to beat someone.

This kind of thing, once in a thousand years, never happens in ten thousand years!