When Thunder heard the sound, he immediately looked around. When he saw that there was only Long Qingfeng in the woods, he was immediately frightened and sweaty. After the sound disappeared, it was replaced by balls of black and green smoke, which instantly scared him so much that he almost fainted. The smoke gradually became more and more, and then it merged into a scar-covered ghost in ancient costume.

Long Qingfeng yawned and joked, "Yuyou, what about you? You are so proud of yourself, you are not afraid of laughing at other people's big teeth."

The face of the Qinggui was ferocious: "Damn the little ghost, I'm going to kill you today." He immediately rushed towards Long Qingfeng. Thunder trembled with the gap between the weeds and trees, looking at the scene in front of him with trembling body. At this moment, they finally understood deeply what it means: God's evil can still be violated; self-destructive evil can't be survived.

Seeing this, Long Qingfeng immediately opened the sword cover in his hand, pulled out the sword with his right hand and slashed directly at the Sheqinggui. When the sword was approaching him, Sheqinggui immediately avoided the sword and stopped in the air: "The Demon-Slaying Sword of the Mao Family."

Long Qingfeng smiled and said, "It's not bad, I have some insight."

The Qinggui was immediately exploded by anger and attacked Long Qingfeng again. Long Qingfeng stopped talking nonsense to him. After casting spells on the Demon-Slaying Sword, he slashed directly on it. Seeing this, the Qinggui immediately attracted a wandering ghost and threw it at Long Qingfeng. Long Qingfeng killed him with one move. The Qinggui took advantage of his time to attack Long Qingfeng, but was cleverly avoided by Long Qingfeng. Long Qingfeng threw a talisman at the Qinggui at the moment, but the Qinggui was immediately.

The Qinggui stopped in the air and roared. In an instant, the sky was filled with black air floating from all directions. Then the ground began to vibrate, and the amplitude became larger and larger, and the evil ghosts from the underworld crawled out of the gap.

Lei Ting, who was hiding in the grass, saw the ground behind him cracked, and was so scared that he ran towards Long Qingfeng. Long Qingfeng looked at Lei Ting who was attacking him and smiled slightly. Due to the thunder's traits, the Qinggui who was parked in the air looked at Lei Ting and looked at Long Qingfeng again: "Boy, your luck today is really bad. Such a waste came at the critical moment. Unexpectedly, he connected to the heavens to help me." The Qinggui immediately controlled the evil ghost to attack Long Qingfeng.

Long Qingfeng smiled contemptuously and slashed in all directions. In an instant, the evil ghost was scattered. The green ghost was shocked and immediately turned into a ball of black and green smoke, and began to absorb all the wandering ghosts around him. A large cloud of smoke wrapped him in it and quickly became bigger and bigger.

After the smoke disappeared, the body of the Xionggui also appeared. His body instantly became more than ten times larger. Except for the head that had not changed, the rest of the place he absorbed became the heads of the ghosts, just like ghosts embedded in the Xionggui's body, and the heads of the ghosts were still roaring. When the two saw this scene, except for Long Qingfeng still very calm, Lei Ting was almost scared and swallowed his saliva and his eyes were dull and then vomited.

The Qinggui looked at Long Qingfeng fiercely: "It's all because of you. I will keep this in the future. I will let you never be reborn." After that, he used a ball of black fog to attack Long Qingfeng.

Long Qingfeng's mouth raised the corners of his mouth and pushed the thunder directly over. When the black fog hit Lei Ting, a golden light came out from Lei Ting's body and directly drove the Qinggui out dozens of meters away. Lei Ting himself fainted. Long Qingfeng walked towards the Qinggui's sword and disappeared in an instant, and his clothes became the Han Dynasty. He opened his hand and a black sword appeared in his hand: "It's over." He killed the Qinggui with one sword and then his soul dissipated.

Long Qingfeng walked to the fainting Lei Ting: "Xuan Yan, I have found you." He received Lei Ting into a blue and white porcelain vase the size of a palm, and reached out to turn out a transparent red gem. He threw the stone in front of him and the space was immediately opened. Long Qingfeng walked in, and the space disappeared immediately.

The sky in the space changed from night to day, but the sun in the sky emitted not golden light, but blood-colored light like blood. The whole sky was rendered blood-red by the light. He stepped on the ground that kept oozing out blood, and looked at the endless jungle of the other side of the shore, walking forward. Every step left behind was quickly covered with blood and disappeared. After he walked out of the other side of the shore of the shore, he came to the seaside of an endless sea of ​​blood.

A beautiful palace that stretches for hundreds of miles stands on the sea of ​​blood. The gate of the palace connects a wide beam bridge, and the other end of the bridge is linked to the sea of ​​blood. In the distance, you can vaguely see another bridge connecting the other side of the sea from the cliff of a mountain.

Countless soldiers in armor stood on both sides of the bridge in front of the palace with great momentum. Long Qingfeng came to Liangqiao and turned out a jade jade plaque to hand it to the soldiers guarding the bridge. The soldiers carefully checked the jade plaque and immediately let him pass, and sent a soldier to take him to the palace.

The soldier took him to a pavilion not far from the palace gate. There was only a small seal script word "Xu" on the plaque of the pavilion. The soldier told him to wait here and turned around and left. After a while, an ancient scholar dressed up, a young master who was about twenty years old, came to the pavilion.

Long Qingfeng walked over and said in a low voice: "Brother, I discovered Xuanyan."

"Really, where is he?" Yimo asked in a low voice excitedly.

Long Qingfeng took out the blue and white porcelain vase and shook it in front of Yimo's eyes. Yimo suddenly understood: "Come with me!"

He brought Long Qingfeng to his room. After closing the door, Long Qingfeng took out the bottle and released Thunder in the hall. Yimo took out a piece of black ice on his body and placed it on Thunder's wrist and instantly appeared white transparent scales. The two of them were immediately excited.

"It's him, we have been looking for him for thousands of years and finally found him." Yi Mo said.

Long Qingfeng thought for a moment: "Brother, what should we do now?"

Yimo stood up and walked a few steps: "Don't let others know about this for the time being. Let's discuss it after the master comes out of seclusion. As for Xuanyan, he has been reincarnated for dozens of times, and the immortal energy has long dissipated. No matter who it is, as long as he doesn't use the unique piece of Xuanbing in my hand, he can't detect his true identity. In order to avoid alerting the snake, you should take him back first! By the way, hasn't your chief clerk just been transferred? If you can take him with you recently for a task, maybe he will come into contact with these things and maybe he may recall some memories of his previous life. After all, Mengpo Tang can only eliminate the past of mortals. If anyone asks, you will say that this is the chief clerk you selected in the world."

"Okay! Then I'll take him back first." Long Qingfeng put Thunder in the bottle again, and then left Yimo's room.

(End of this chapter)
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