After the ghost king was sealed

His wife is naughty, and the ghost king can only spoil him: "I'll give it all to you."

Yuji suddenly frowned and smiled: "Give me your company once, how about staying with me forever?"

The ghost king followed Pi: "I will give you lovesickness too."

"Whoosh!"

Xiangsi tilted her hand, and the rocket in her hand deflected, and flew over Zhang Jinghuan's neck.

Miao Yang covered her mouth silently.

Otherwise he would have laughed and meowed.

Zhang Jinghuan was concentrating on aiming at the head to hit the zombie, when he suddenly felt a pain in his neck, and then saw a flaming sharp arrow flying past his eyes.

With the momentum of thunder, the sharp arrow pierced through the air and rushed into the distance!

Zhang Jinghuan: "!!!"

So what just happened! ?

Zhang Jinghuan realized later, covered his neck that was scratched by the cold air, and tried to hide to the side with all his strength.

Taking your life to eat dog food at the scene of the murderous corpse...

It's really too exciting for my wife, I'm going to die!

The rocket that deviated from the orbit skipped Zhang Jinghuan's neck, penetrated into the depths of the forest at extreme speed, and then suddenly lost its trace.

Acacia: "..."

This must not be the powerful, domineering, always indifferent and decisive king in his memory!

Acacia is a little suspicious of ghosts.

Miao Yang is also suspicious of Yaosheng.

When others get married and hand over their bank cards and financial power, this ghost king is lucky to hand over to his generals...

Thinking of the ghost king's tomb that had been hollowed out, Miao Yang suddenly understood.

Probably, the ghost king has no finances, only subordinates?

Miao Yang: "Ha ha ha ha meow!"

Miao Yang finally couldn't hold back, and let out a meow from laughter.

Zhang Jinghuan: "..."

This cat, choked on dog food?

The ghost king flicked his sleeves and said calmly, "The tomb is here."

Yu Ji straightened his expression and tightened his grip on the soul rope.

Miao Yang quickly put away his smile, serious.

Xiangsi held her hands steady, and glanced around sharply.

The ghost king said that the tomb has arrived, and successfully diverted the attention of all the creatures present.

Zhang Jinghuan: "..."

Is everyone in the metaphysics world a dramatist?

Zhang Jinghuan, always bewildered, clutched his neck and turned his head to look, only to find that there was nothing in front of him.

Ghost King Lingkong took a few steps forward and stretched out his hand.

A thick blue-purple electric dragon that was extremely inconsistent with the ghost king's little hand appeared out of thin air, crackling and flickering with electric light, and smashed hard on the ground that was placed forward.

The purple electric dragon fell to the ground, like a shattered crystal, bursting into pieces of light.

The pieces of light fell to the ground in an orderly manner, turning into electric dragons the size of a thumb, walking in the open space.

In the blink of an eye, the hidden formation was broken.

A tall gate appeared in front of Zhang Jinghuan, and a stone tablet more than two meters high was engraved on the stone tablet with two big characters in dark red - Yin Tomb.

The bleak and bone-chilling wind, wrapped in the smell of blood, rushed towards the moment the stone tablet appeared, and the mortal Zhang Jinghuan shivered from the cold.

Zhang Jinghuan wrapped his coat tightly, looked around, and found that there was only one stone tablet: "This is the dark tomb that Charming Demon mentioned? Are the tombstones so perfunctory?"

Yu Ji explained: "In terms of Feng Shui, the Yin Tomb is just a kind of tomb for gathering Yin, avoiding Yang and raising ghosts. It is not a real cemetery. This stone tablet is not a tombstone, but an eye."

The ghost king stepped in front of the stele. After looking at the stele for two seconds, he raised his foot and kicked somewhere on the stele.

"Boom."

The stele sank, revealing a passageway that was one and a half meters wide and two meters high. A cold and damp atmosphere came out from the entrance of the passageway, with a rotten smell.

Ghost King: "Going in is the tomb."

Yu Ji took a step forward and hugged the little ghost king, and walked towards the tomb: "The entrance of the tomb is narrow, which is not conducive to the use of war bows. I am in front, Xiangsi you are behind, Zhang Jinghuan is in the middle, and Miao Yang is behind."

Saying that, Yuji stepped into the tomb first.

The space was too narrow for a long bow, so Xiangsi pulled out a long knife and stepped in.

The passage to the tomb was pitch black, and Jade Sacrifice and Acacia couldn't see their shadows once they entered. The dark and cold tomb passage was like a big mouth, waiting to devour everyone who stepped in.

Zhang Jinghuan drew his gun, but his heart was still a little hairy.

Tight, Zhang Jinghuan felt his shoulders sink again.

Turning his head, Zhang Jinghuan saw a palm-sized black cat lying on his shoulder, baring his teeth at him: "There are ghosts and corpses in this tomb, but there are no living things. The further you go, the more dangerous it is. The thing in your hand is useless. "

Miao Yang: "Take me, you can live meow~"

With the Jade Sacrifice Detonation Talisman in hand, the Ten Thousand Demon Net is on its side.

The ghost king stood on Yuji's shoulder, with lightning flashing in his hand.

The blade in Xiangsi's hand is sharp, it looks like a sharp weapon.

Zhang Jinghuan finally carried Heimiao silently.

Who is it, he is an ordinary person?

Among ordinary people, the gun in his hand is very powerful.

But in the world of metaphysics where everyone can fly over walls and even ghouls can run rampant, his gun is really not popular.

Zhang Jinghuan stepped into the tomb.

Miao Yang squatted on Zhang Jinghuan's shoulder, staring behind and paying attention to the surrounding environment.

The tomb was dark and quiet.

Yuji raised his hand and drew an eye-opening talisman for himself.

Miao Yang's dark pupils were shining brightly.

The Ghost King and Acacia are ghosts in nature, and they have been in Jiuyou for a long time, and they have long adapted to the darkness and silence, and they are not affected at all.

Zhang Jinghuan's eyes darkened: "..."

He should have brought a flashlight.

After walking a few steps inside, a gust of cold air came up from the soles of his feet and pierced his heart, and continued to drill into his bones. Zhang Jinghuan couldn't help shivering again.

The chill was not over yet, Zhang Jinghuan felt something hit his other shoulder, cold and sticky.

Pop, bang.

Before Zhang Jinghuan had time to feel the feeling, he heard Miao Yang's disdainful voice: "Is it dead to be a young master?"

Hearing the movement, Yuji took out a few talismans and flicked them casually. The paper talismans left Yuji's hand and began to burn.

The paper talisman was burning with a faint yellow light, floating above Zhang Jinghuan's head, surrounding Zhang Jinghuan.

Just like in the abandoned hotel in the Xuandi murder case.

The cemetery is brightened.

Zhang Jinghuan turned his head and saw a zombie with a half-broken neck lying on the wall half a step away from him.

The zombie's neck seemed to be cut open by a sharp weapon, neatly.

Zhang Jinghuan silently hugged himself tightly: "..."

He is always the one who gets hurt. Is it because a cat in the metaphysics world is more lethal than him?

Zhang Jinghuan began to doubt life.

Zombies are haunted, but Yuji is refreshed.

The lower the tomb went, the colder and damper the air became, but the touch under the feet became soft, even soft.

Zhang Jinghuan looked down and found that there was a layer of off-white on the ground, almost like gray, a thick layer, and footprints could still be left when he walked over it.

Miao Yang said, "That's ashes."

Zhang Jinghuan shook his hand, almost shaking Miao Yang out.

Miao Yang rolled her eyes: "The Minghuo bird has been kept here for 1000 years. There must be people who took the bird's eggs but couldn't get out. After a long time, the ashes here will be full."

After walking a few steps, a wall appeared at the end of the tomb passage.

Ghost King: "The tomb passage in this tomb is built according to the Jiugong Formation, which is intended to confuse and besiege, and there is no danger."

The Ghost King pointed to the wall on the left: "Here."

After the ghost king finished speaking, Yuji immediately took out a blasting talisman knowingly, and slapped it on the stone wall casually.

Quietly, the stone wall turned into powder.

Fluttering down, revealing the tomb passage behind the wall.

Zhang Jinghuan: "..."

If this is shot on a person, even the cost of cremation will be saved.

I used to think that the world of metaphysics was miraculous, but I didn't expect it to be so miraculous!

Yuji turned around and stepped into the tomb.

The Yin Tomb is not a real ancient tomb, and the formations inside are mainly for the purpose of keeping the firebirds in captivity, so there are not many organs in the tomb.

After walking a few meters, the tomb passage came to an end.

Ghost King: "Here, go forward."

Jade Sacrifice followed the ghost king's prompt to destroy all the way from left to right, back and forth, and soon came to the end of the tomb passage.

Only this time, there was a dark door ahead.

The gate is dark, one meter wide and two meters high, with rust on the edges, which can be seen from a long time ago.

If you look carefully, you can see complex dark red lines carved on the dark door, which are not very clear.

After looking at those lines for a long time, I feel dizzy.

Zhang Jinghuan blinked, and there was a buzzing in his head, a messy picture appeared in front of his eyes, and there were also messy voices in his ears, as if someone was nagging.

It's blurry and doesn't sound very clear.

"Zhang Jinghuan?"

"Zhang Jinghuan!"

Seeing Zhang Jinghuan's eyes straightened, Miao Yang knew something was wrong, so he immediately raised his paw, and slapped it.

Zhang Jinghuan was in a trance and came back to his senses.

The ghost king turned his head to look at Zhang Jinghuan: "This is a small ecstasy array painted with the blood of the succubus. It has a hypnotic and hallucinogenic effect on ordinary people. Don't look at it."

Zhang Jinghuan rubbed his temples.

Every step of the trap, things in the metaphysics world are indeed terrifying.

With a wave of Yu Ji's hand, a few blasting symbols were pasted on the door, and the black door turned into powder without sound.

The smell of blood rushed to his face.

Behind the gate is a circular open space.

The open space is covered with cyan stone slabs, flat and clean.

There is a dark white nail nailed every meter on the slate

, There is a thin groove between the nails, and a blood-red liquid flows slowly in the groove.

The layout is complex, but very regular.

Miao Yang: "The nails on the ground are all made of bones."

Ghost King: "This is the Yin Gathering Bone Formation."

In the center of the bone array, there is a white stone platform with a size of one cubic meter. The bottom of the stone platform is porous, and the blood-colored trickle between the bone nails flows out from the hole.

Two half-meter-tall white birds lay side by side on the platform.

Miao Yang: "It's the Fire Bird."

A few thumb-thick bony spurs pierced the wings of the two ghostly firebirds and were deeply inserted into the stone platform.

A streak of white mist visible to the naked eye followed the bony spurs on the white bird's wings, into the stone platform, and then disappeared without a trace.

On the edge of the stone platform, there was a man standing.

The man was wearing the iconic blue and white suit of the Xuan School, standing with his back to the gate, holding a long sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was aimed at the heart of one of the white birds.

Seen from the back, it was Ning Guxuan.

Jade Sacrifice strode forward, unfolding the Soul Reel in his hand, and slammed Ning Guxuan's right hand fiercely with lightning speed. Ning Guxuan was caught off guard, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground with a jingle.

Ning Guxuan turned around quickly.

Turning around and seeing Yu Ji and Xiangsi and Miao Yang behind Yu Ji, Ning Guxuan blinked, surprised: "Queen of Ghosts?"

Ning Guxuan rubbed his wrists, his face was gentle: "Ghost Empress, you also came here after accepting Xi Gan's mission?"