After the ghost king was sealed

Yu Ji's eyes were cold, and his wrists were flipped!

Ce Hunsuo threw a bloodstain on Ning Guxuan's body, and the white spirit body fluttered and was about to come out of Ning Guxuan's body.

Ning Guxuan's headache was about to split, and he gave himself another soul-fixing talisman with his backhand, and the soul that was about to come out of his body was stuck back again.

"Whoosh!"

The long arrow pierced through the air and flew past Ning Guxuan's ear, leaving bloodstains on the side of Ning Guxuan's ear.

Jade sacrifices the soul with one whip and another whip to spur the soul, lovesickness shoots arrow after arrow to burn the body, one person and one ghost cooperate seamlessly, Ning Guxuan is tortured to the point of misery.

Zhang Jinghuan couldn't bear to look directly at him.

The ghost king was useless, so he stood on Yuji's shoulder to watch the show, watching, and suddenly the ghost king stood in the air.

After a while, a blue-purple lightning appeared out of thin air, and directly struck the stone platform in the center of the formation.

"Excuse me!"

The shrill birdsong suddenly sounded.

Accompanied by the shrill chirping of the Netherfire Bird, a dense black mist suddenly erupted from the stone platform, quickly enveloping Ning Guxuan.

The soul rope in Yuji's hand suddenly emptied.

Acacia's long arrow also lost its target.

In the next second, the ghost king's blue-purple lightning collided with the black mist, and the black mist stabbed a few times, dimming visible to the naked eye.

A bolt of lightning struck by the ghost king, although the black mist was thin, the black mist was still there, and it was still firmly protecting Ning Guxuan.

"Hehehe, so what about the ghost king..."

Ning Guxuan's hoarse voice came from the black mist.

Yuji frowned, pulled out a few blasting talismans with his left hand, raised his hand and threw it at the black mist, and the black mist shook.

"Well!"

Ning Guxuan's muffled snort was accompanied by a bloody smell, coming out of the black mist.

Immediately afterwards, the loud and clear dragon chant rose into the air.

A football-sized dragon head emerged from Yuji's shoulder, followed by a dragon body, dragon claws, and dragon tail that shone with lightning.

As soon as Thunder Dragon appeared, the coercion was overwhelming.

The ghost king stood on the dragon's head, looking at the black mist coldly.

Under the watchful eyes of the Ghost King and Thunder Dragon, the black mist surrounding Ning Guxuan quickly concentrated, and it seemed that he also knew the strength of Thunder Dragon.

One second the thunder dragon was still behind Yuji, and the next second it was above the black mist. With a flick of the dragon's tail, it slammed into the black mist.

The black mist dissipated with a bang.

The black mist dissipated, Thunder Dragon hovered over Ning Guxuan, and the Ghost King stood on top of Thunder Dragon, looking down.

On the edge of the table in the center of the formation, Ning Guxuan fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, his clothes were torn, and he was holding a bone nail in his bloody hand.

Jade Sacrifice, Acacia, and King of Ghosts attacked without interval, but in just a few seconds, Ning Guxuan changed from elegant to miserable.

Zhang Jinghuan was dumbfounded and exclaimed: "This Ning Guxuan is really pitiful..."

Being beaten like this by Acacia, Yuji, and Ghost King three times in a row.

Miao Yang sneered: "Poor? The most yin blood on the ground is changed every two or three days, and each time is a life. In the past five years, how many people have you counted? And Xigan Hospital, people who are now wiped out every day , and those who died in vain before, aren’t they pitiful?”

Zhang Jinghuan thought of those who died in vain, so he stopped talking.

And on the stone platform, two dark fire birds were covered in blood.

Two bone nails pierced out from the bottom of the platform, and pierced through the chests of the two ghost birds, revealing sharp points.The stone platform was stained red with blood, and the two Minghuo birds were severely injured, dying.

This time, the female bird's mouth opened and closed, as if she had something to say, and the ghost king waved away a few wisps of yin energy.

"Under the stone platform... hidden shade..."

Before finishing a sentence, Ming Huo Bird gasped.

The Netherfire Bird has been imprisoned in this formation for 1000 years, and has long been integrated with the formation. The two bone nails piercing the Netherfire Bird are a hidden link in the formation.

By activating the hidden formation, he could have sacrificed blood to the fire bird to escape, but unfortunately, Ning Guxuan met the ghost king who had spent thousands of years studying the formation.

The ghost king squinted his eyes, and passed a few wisps of Yin Qi to maintain the lives of the two ghost firebirds.

Yuji was silent for a moment.

He looked sideways at the edge of the stone platform.

Ning Guxuan clutched his chest and coughed up a mouthful of blood: "Hehehe, the young man in red behind you, Ghost Queen, is Ghost General Acacia."

Ning Guxuan supported the stone platform, struggled to sit up, leaned against the stone platform, and looked at the jade sacrifice: "A few days ago, you got the lovesickness bow from Du Dongyan, and then the Taoist Book Pavilion was stolen, and then a streamer Rush from the Yuzhai to the Yin-controlling faction, and then Hongyi, the most precious puppet of the Yin-controlling faction, regained his sanity and followed you around."

"Cough, cough, I guess the ghost queen stole the Taoist traction talisman, and you want to use the traction talisman to pass through the weapons of the ghost generals, find the bones of the ghost generals, and break the seal of the Jiuyou Tower?"

Yuji didn't speak.

The pain in the soul pierced through his heart, Ning Guxuan tremblingly pasted the last soul-fixing talisman on himself, and smiled: "Queen of Ghosts, are you wondering how I know?"

Yu Ji was silent.

Lovesickness bends the bow.

Ning Guxuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: "In the middle of the month, the Three Realms Supervision Bureau received a knife. After drinking blood and opening the seal, the knife was surrounded by demonic aura, and the evil spirit was soaring to the sky."

"There is also the Xuandi murder case. The little police officer looks ugly, but the ancestral dark iron ghost claws are exquisite and sharp, and can easily tear apart human bones."

Ning Guxuan leaned on the stone platform and smiled: "Ghost Empress, you don't want to know the whereabouts of these two weapons?"

Yuji's hand paused slightly.

Xiangsi's bowed hand also stopped.

When he came to Xigan, the Ghost King mentioned the weapon of the other eight ghost generals, the Pingxie Knife, which reminded Yuji of the black lacquered knife he encountered while doing the mission.

That knife was taken away by the inspector of the Three Realms Supervision Bureau.

Yuji originally planned to go to the Supervision Bureau immediately after returning from Xigan, but Ning Guxuan had already got it.

Yuji: "Say what you want."

Ning Guxuan was taken aback, then smiled weakly: "Ghost Empress, you are really..."

The two weapons that Ning Gu announced attracted the attention of Yuji and Ghost King, a figure that almost melted into the night appeared in the corner of the tomb, and sneaked towards the center of the bone formation.

"Whoosh!"

The flaming long arrow pierced through the clouds and fog, piercing the black shadow's right hand, preventing the black shadow from moving.

"He Fang Xiaoxiao!"

Acacia looked indifferently.

"Oh!"

The black shadow whose right paw was pierced was caught off guard by Yu Ji's soul rope, and was thrown against the wall.

"squeak!"

The furry fox screamed.

Seeing the sharp claws, Miao Yang squinted: "It's from the Yaozu!"

Whoosh!

The black cat turned into a stream of black light, and rushed straight to the fox, raising its paw.

The fox squeaked twice, rolled on the ground, turned into a human form, and slashed at Miao Yang with the spirit sword in his backhand.

Miao Yang squinted his eyes and swung his claws to block the spirit sword.

"Meow meow!"

I can't scratch you to death!

The short-legged black cat opened its teeth and danced its claws, fluttering around the young man in human form. The young man blocked left and right, his movements were very awkward.

"Stab! Stab!"

Miao Yang's paws scratched the long gown on the young fox's body, and it turned into a striped dress in the blink of an eye.

The appearance of the young man is comparable to that of Shi Le in the past.

Jade Festival: "..."

This shrew's fighting posture is really...

"Clap!"

The clothes were scratched by Miao Yang, and a small bag fell from the young fox's body to the ground, making a slight sound.

Yuji glanced subconsciously.

It was a light white bag, the size of a palm, with the full moon and seven stars embroidered on the bag, and the embroidery was exquisite.

Yuji's pupils shrank, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Yuji turned his head sharply, and the soul-strapping rope in his hand was raised high, and it slammed on the young fox's body.

"Snapped!"

Blood splash!

"Meow!"

When the soul rope was cut across the air, it carried an awe-inspiring murderous intent, and the cold killing intent made Miao Yang tremble, so he quickly avoided it!

"squeak!"

The young fox's body was blown away, and then hit the stone wall with a slap, and an erratic fox shadow appeared halfway above the head of the young man of the Yaozu.

Through the contract, the ghost king felt the overwhelming anger.

The ghost king immediately vacated and looked at Yuji.

I saw Yuji's expression was indifferent and his eyes were dark.

The ghost king looked at the bag on the ground.

The bag on the ground was the size of a palm, and it was light white all over, with a delicate jade character embroidered on one corner of the bag.

The ghost king saw it, and so did Miao Yang.

Miao Yang's eyes rounded.

This, isn't it the universe bag of Yuji's parents! ?

Miao Yang recognized at a glance that this palm-sized purse-shaped bag was Yuji's parents' personal Qiankun bag.

Yuji's parent's Qiankun bag has always been attached to his body, but now it fell from a demon's body.

Miao Yang looked at the fox demon.

Yuji took a few steps forward to pick up the bag, and looked at the Yaozu youth with cold eyes: "Where did you get this Qiankun bag? Where is its owner?"

The fox demon endured the severe pain and said: "I don't know, I picked this up from the mountain in Xiling."

Yu Ji's eyes were cold: "Really."

Yuji raised his hand to draw the aura of heaven and earth, and was about to transform into a talisman.

Ning Guxuan suddenly said: "Ghost Empress, please be careful..."

Yuji was full of anger.

Ghost King, Xiangsi, and Miao Yang all paid attention to the Yaozu youth, but none of them paid attention to Ning Guxuan.

Hearing Ning Guxuan's words, Yuji looked over subconsciously, and saw Ning Guxuan's hand resting on a bone nail on the stone platform.

"Boom."

The bluestone slab began to vibrate, and the stone slab under Yuji's feet suddenly moved sideways, revealing a dark black hole.

Even Zhang Jinghuan, an ordinary person, saw the sharp arrows glowing coldly under the floor.

Densely dense, it makes the scalp tingle.

It's an agency!

It's still a mechanism full of sharp arrows.

Yuji, Miao Yang, and Xiangsi disappeared on the floor of the tomb in the blink of an eye, followed by Zhang Jinghuan.

Ning Guxuan coughed lightly: "Ghost Empress, let's go..."

The bloody hand pressed another bone spur, and the sideways bluestone slab moved back and closed with a bang.

However, a light golden light flashed and got into the floor in the blink of an eye.

boom!

The floor was completely closed, and the tomb was empty.

And under the floor tiles, in the dark space, a large golden net hangs on the wall, and Yuji, Xiangsi, and Zhang Jinghuan stand on the net of ten thousand monsters.

And Miao Yang clawed at the Wanyao Net with two paws, and there were two bloody birds beside him.

Not far away, Ning Guxuan and the Yaozu youth were also there.

Miao Yang: "Hey! What's going on?"

Yuji blinked, his eyes were out of focus: "Before Wan Yao came down, he brought all the living things with him."

Miao Yang: "..."

"what!"

There was a hasty cry.

Miao Yang turned his head.

I saw Ning Guxuan and the Yaozu youth hanging upside down by their feet hooked by a blue-purple electric rope, with a cold sharp blade on their heads.

The Ghost King sat on the edge of the Wanyao Net, looking at the man and the demon bound by ghost power: "Who will tell me about the Qiankun Bag?"

Ghost King: "If you don't say anything, just throw it away."

Miao Yang: "..."