The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

"Woo..."

At this time, the ancient and desolate horn sounded in the distance.

The ghost spirit, which was already huge, began to expand rapidly, as if a large force had joined.

Listening to the sound of the trumpet with the unique slaying air on the battlefield, Xiao Chen frowned, cut his ears, and muttered: "A bunch of little chicks, don't sleep in the middle of the night, blow a hammer here!"

Xiao Chen waved his hand, and a dead air enveloped his house, so as not to wait a while for something really to happen and wake up the family.

The speed of the ghost qi spread surpassed Xiao Chen's imagination, almost in the blink of an eye, the ghost qi had already reached his house.

Leng Xiaolu looked at the tumbling black energy, and gave Xiao Chen a pitiful look.

Xiao Chen's eyes stared: "Look at me and see what I do. This must be for you. Use your arrogance to frighten them."

But the more Xiao Chen said this, the more pitiful Leng Xiaolu's performance was. With such a pitiful appearance, he couldn't show the aura he had just emerged from the illusion.

In front of Xiao Chen, no matter what happened, Leng Xiaolu seemed to always be that, like a beautiful and somewhat confused child.

"Crack, crack..."

At this time, bursts of armor impact sounded between heaven and earth.

The ghost aura calmed down and began to slowly spread out, like a huge black carpet, completely covering the area where he could see.

A soldier wearing a black armor and holding a saber emerged from the ghostly spirit.

The ghost qi in the ghost soldier is unusually strong, and with the iron-blooded killing qi, this appearance is much stronger than ordinary evil ghosts.

Then came the second, the third... and then there were countless.

A large number of troops appeared on the overwhelming black "carpet" in a few breathing rooms.

The steps of these ghost troops were neat, and there was no other sound except the sound of armor collision.

At first glance, it is the real master of the king and the master of victory.

"Woo..."

The desolate horn sounded again, and this ghost army stopped marching uniformly as if it had been ordered.

The entire ghost army began to retreat to the left and right, leaving a broad road about three feet wide in the middle.

The soldiers raised the sabers in their hands high, as if they were saluting, as if they were welcoming the king's arrival.

Xiao Chen rolled his eyes, what did he want to do with such a big battle? You don't need to be so active when you're looking for death.

Xiao Chen came to Leng Xiaolu's side at once, and it was all right now. Leng Xiaolu's goods could be regarded as a life-saving straw.

All of a sudden he slipped behind Xiao Chen, clutched Xiao Chen's arm tightly, and said stammeringly: "Xiao Chen...brother...brother, I'm afraid."

"I'm still scared, you little guy is really." Xiao Chen replied in an angry voice.

At this time, a figure appeared on the broad road and slowly walked towards the two of Xiao Chen.

Looking at that graceful figure, she should be a woman, not a ghost, and she should be a very beautiful ghost.

The woman walked alone on this avenue representing identity, alone, looking a bit lonely.

"Gong...welcome...Ghost Emperor."

A shrill voice suddenly sounded, and Xiao Chen's voice was shocked. It was really too harsh.

Xiao Chen was taken aback by this sound. After he recovered, evil grew from the side of his guts, and anger rose from his heart.

Xiao Chen crouched on his hips and cursed at the figure that was gradually approaching: "You are a fairy, not only come to Lao Tzu's house to pretend, but you also dare to scare me. Today I won't beat your **** out. Write it upside down."

"Bold, ignorant child, how dare to offend the ghost emperor."

The shrill voice sounded again, and Xiao Chen heard the bones tingling.

Xiao Chen waved his hand, and suddenly a white rainbow flew out of his house, like a shooting star piercing the darkness. In this ghostly night, it was unusually dazzling.

Looking at this Mo Baihong, Leng Xiaolu's excited little face flushed, and there was no way the shivering look just now.

He had seen Xiao Chen's combat effectiveness. The little stars full of eyes on Leng Xiaolu hoped that Xiao Chen would show off his power and kill these rude guys.

Even the walking figure paused slightly when he saw the white rainbow, but then walked calmly, the corners of his beautiful mouth curled up, with a touch of sarcasm.

She has one hundred thousand ghost soldiers, and the opponent has only two people, even if this young man is as powerful as others say, how can he contend with his own army.

However, the woman stopped, of course not being frightened, but angry.

Even Leng Xiaolu looked at the things in Xiao Chen's hands with a blank expression. With such a magnificent aura, how could such a thing appear.

Xiao Chen suddenly held a shining kitchen knife in his hand, and the three characters of Spicy Eyes were written on the knife, Zhang Mazi.

Maybe Xiao Chen's mother used this kitchen knife to chop the ribs to make rice at night.

Xiao Chen held the kitchen knife and danced a beautiful knife, feeling very comfortable, and nodded in satisfaction: "Zhang Mazi brand kitchen knife, really well-deserved, it is easy to use."

Not far away came out to see the lively prison dragon, slapped his forehead, and his face was full of expressions that I didn't recognize him.

Xiao Chen's use of a kitchen knife was really helpless. "Wu Jian" had already returned to the original owner. Although there was still a prison dragon, it would be too shameful to deal with a group of little ghosts so as not to disturb the prison dragon.

The most annoying thing is that the eight ghosts must have corresponding weapons to enter the ghost road.

Although a kitchen knife can't exert the strength of eight ghosts, it is more than enough to deal with a group of chickens.

"Ignorant child, so disrespectful to the ghost emperor, really punish your nine races."

The shrill voice sounded again.

Xiao Chen sneered again and again.

The lifelessness in his hand suddenly entangled on the kitchen knife, and one by one weird runes appeared on the blade.

Xiao Chen looked back at Leng Xiaolu who was still blank and said, "Why are you holding on so tightly? I'm going to work, let me go."

"Oh...oh."

Leng Xiaolu blushed and let go of Xiao Chen's hand.

"Ice ghost, come in."

Xiao Chen's low voice sounded, and then the temperature between heaven and earth dropped to freezing point, which was really incredible in this hot summer.

A beautiful blue ice crystal armor instantly covered Xiao Chen's whole body, and even the bright kitchen knife in his hand turned beautiful blue.

Standing on the Leng Xiaolu behind Xiao Chen, staring at the little stars, "Brother Xiao Chen is amazing. A kitchen knife can perform so well."

Xiao Chen pulled off the helmet on his head and muttered, "Things that are ugly in the sky."

The fog at the end of Leng Xiaolu, this armor is obviously very beautiful, and mighty and domineering, how can it be ugly?

Xiao Chen held the helmet in his hand, rounded his arms, and smashed at the woman who was not far away.

"I asked you to come to my house to pretend to be forced."