In love with the ghost king

It's this name again.

While Chu Sheng was stunned, Meng Jing had already rushed over, and thanks to Tianxiang Xingjun's horizontal sword to resist, he was pushed back.

It's just that Meng Jing was very dexterous, as soon as Tianxiang Xingjun's sword touched him, he immediately dodged like a fish, and finding the right time, he spread the jade bone fan again and stabbed at him.

Chu Sheng quickly called out the spirit weapon, but his spirit weapon was really not suitable for him. It was very heavy to hold in his hand, and there was a crack on the ground from time to time, and he would fall into it if he didn't pay attention. Already terribly tired.

At this moment, Meng Jing attacked again. Chu Sheng quickly blocked with his sword, but unexpectedly, a crack appeared under his left foot, and he stepped into the air. During the weightlessness, the imagined fall did not come, and he Jue embraced it with one hand, leading him away from that dangerous place.

Chu Sheng looked up: "Ah Jing?" Then he looked at Meng Jing who was fighting with Tianxiang Xingjun in front of him: "Then...that is..."

"It's a puppet made by Zhou Yu." Meng Jing's deep voice rang in his ears, which had a particularly calming effect.

When Chu Sheng stood still, a folding fan flew out, severing the fake Meng Jing's throat.

Tianxiang Xingjun, who was fighting the fake Meng Jing, was stunned. Looking back, he could only see Meng Jing holding Chu Sheng in the firelight, waving a folding fan, with a cold and proud look.

Tianxiang Xingjun no longer believed that he was an unknown person. In a blink of an eye, the sword had already reached Meng Jing's neck, and he gritted his teeth: "Who are you?"

Maybe Meng Jing really felt that there was no need for him to hide, or he was tired of playing, so he said calmly: "I'm Xia Mengjing, long time no see, Mr. Xing."

Immediately afterwards, he stopped Tianxiang Xingjun's outburst of anger, blocked Tianxiang Xingjun's anger with a jade bone fan, frowned and said, "Where are the juniors?"

Conscience of heaven and earth, he was already very polite for not calling Tianxiang Xingjun "trash", but a grievance flashed in Meng Jing's heart.

"The illusion is about to collapse. I'll let them go to the main hall first." Chu Sheng said, seeing the ground under his feet cracked again, he couldn't stand still for a while, and grabbed Meng Jing's arm again in a panic, and said quickly, "Since Ah Jing has been found, so let's go there quickly."

"it is good."

As soon as the words fell, several people flew towards the main hall with their spiritual weapons, but the closer they got to the main hall, the more uneasy Chu Sheng felt, because the entire southern imperial city under his feet had been filled with countless ghosts and murderous corpses. Full.

But the people in the imperial city of the Southern Kingdom should all have been formed by Chu Yunjing, so how could they be trained to become real ghosts?

What made Chu Sheng even more strange was that these ghostly and vicious corpses... without exception, all had their eyes gouged out, and only two faces were left empty, with blood flowing out from them, extremely bloody.

Chu Sheng only glanced at it, then turned his head, unable to look any longer.

He woke up suddenly, and the place guided by the thousand-mile search spell just now happened to be Chu Yunjing's palace.It's just that when Chu Sheng and the others arrived, the palace had collapsed and it was difficult to distinguish, so he didn't think of it for a while.

Did Meng Jing go to find Chu Yunjing?

More importantly, there was only a fake Meng Jing in their place just now, and there were no other ghosts and corpses.

Could it be that there is something in that place that these ghosts are afraid of?

But Chu Sheng didn't have time to think about it, because the closer he was to the main hall of the Southern Kingdom Palace, the more ghostly corpses there would be. It would be difficult to resist with only one Zhu Ke and two half-baked juniors.

The illusion collapsed, because the main hall is the place where spells are cast, so it will not be affected, and it is still what they saw before.

In fact, it was true. When they rushed to the main hall, the door was closed, and there were groups of ghosts and corpses outside.As for that door, it seemed that Zhu Ke had cast a spell on it, and the golden streamer flickered on the door, probably almost unable to resist it.

"Trash." Meng Jing sneered, threw out the jade bone fan in his hand, turned a corner in the air, and flew towards the group of ghosts on the left.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a scene fell before Meng Jing, and Meng Jing waved his right hand again. The jade bone fan understood the order and flew to the right again. One sound, connected into one piece.

When the "Believe but not regret" fan returned to Meng Jing's hand, all the ghosts in front of him had fallen down, and occasionally one or two clutched their necks, writhing on the ground, making a "quack" sound, empty His eyes looked in the direction of the main hall.

Another jade bone fan was thrown by Meng Jing, and there was no movement at once.

Chu Sheng looked at the ghosts piled up in front of him, and was speechless for a while.

Meng Jing glanced at him sideways, then stepped forward, stepped on Li Gui's corpse, and walked to the door.

A burst of "bang" exploded around Chu Sheng, startling him.Looking to the side, it turned out that Tianxiang Xingjun put the sword back into the scabbard heavily.That posture, as if he is not going to use it again in the future.

Looking at his face again, it seemed to be even darker.

Chu Sheng waved his hand, afraid that he would cut himself off when he got excited, so he said carefully: "Mr. Xing, let's catch up quickly."

Tianxiang snorted coldly and strode forward with a dark face. Chu Sheng hurriedly followed, but he couldn't help but feel a little scared when he stepped on this ghostly corpse.

He had never seen such a scene.

"This door..." As Meng Jing arrived at the door, Chu Sheng suddenly discovered that the spiritual power flowing through the spell above was not only bamboo-like, but there seemed to be another more ferocious and evil door attached to it. On the door, attract evil things with a radius of hundreds of miles.

Meng Jing suddenly said, "Ah Sheng, step back a little."

Chu Sheng did as he said.

Tianxiang disdained: "It's fine if you just open this door, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a fan flying past his cheek, and hit the door directly.

"Meng..." Tian Xiang was stunned, and just about to curse, the door collapsed in front of his eyes, dust was flying, and countless bricks, stones and rubble rushed towards his face.

Thanks to his quick reaction this time, he pulled out the saber he had just inserted and slashed with his backhand, thus avoiding the fate of being smashed.

Unfortunately, when the smoke and dust cleared, Chu Sheng saw a disgraced Tianxiang Xingjun, and when he moved, he could see the tiny stones falling from his head.

It seems that Xing Jun's face is not going to get better...

"No regrets, come back." Meng Jing stretched out his hand and recalled the "Trust No Regrets" fan.

When Buhui passed by the sky, he paused for a while, as if he sensed the anger of the people next to him, and immediately flew into Meng Jing's hands, without making too many movements.

It was only today that Chu Sheng found out that the fan in Meng Jing's hand was originally called "No Regret", but the name was too simple, so he only took the two words on the fan.

But Chu Sheng thought about it again, maybe there is some special meaning.

"Let's go." Meng Jing said, stepping forward.