Kill the Immortal King with one sword!

Such ghosts are extremely difficult to deal with. They are dead corpses and are not afraid of ordinary supernatural powers. Even if the Immortal King of the Holy City comes here, it will be difficult to eliminate them. Just like before, everyone in Tiandu Mansion and Fenqing Valley faced ordinary corpses and ghosts.

He was helpless, but this corpse king was killed by Jiang Dongyu's sword. How exaggerated?

Lengxin feels like a dream, feeling that everything is so illusory, but yet it really exists.

"Ugly monster...you killed the Immortal King with one sword?"

"That is my strongest sword. I have several weapons designed to defeat these ghosts. They are just corpses. I understand their weaknesses, so it is not difficult to kill them." Jiang Dongyu didn't say much, his sword skills

There are talismans in the middle that are specially used to destroy ghosts in hell, and the ghost weapon on his body is enough, but if this is the ghost general of hell, he will run as far as he can.

The more he understands, the more he understands the horror of the ghost general and the gap between them. Before he truly becomes the Immortal King, he will have no chance of winning when he encounters the ghost general.

"Be careful!" Leng Xin shouted softly.

One, two, three, four, a total of four corpse kings stopped in front of Jiang Dongyu. The corpse king looked at Jiang Dongyu, feeling the breath of hell on his body, with instinctive fear, but more importantly, excitement and greed.

If they can eat the person in front of them, they can produce active flesh and blood, and even develop intelligence.

"Don't worry." Wherever Jiang Dongyu passed, there was snow, and a snow-white road lay under his feet. He walked slowly, with lotuses growing every step of the way. Snow lotuses were in full bloom, which was extremely strange.

Suddenly the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, and branches of plum blossoms were blooming proudly in the snow. The snow was like plum blossoms, and the plum blossoms were like snow. It was strange whether they looked like plum blossoms or not.

"Is this... mediating fortune?" Leng Xin's eyes widened, as if the top magical powers that Mo Wuyan, Chihai Guanyin, Xiaoyao Four Immortals and other peerless immortal kings can master have appeared in the hands of an immortal.

There is no such person in the Holy Land. He is not a genius, he is simply a monster.

Jiang Dongyu put Lengxin on a snow lotus and said softly: "After all, it is your immortal power. The more you use it, the less it will be. It cannot be restored. I can't hold on for too long. If you stay here, I will fight quickly."

If there is a ladder of immortal power, Jiang Dongyu's immortal power is in the third stage, and Lengxin's immortal power is in the seventh stage. In terms of quality, Lengxin's immortal power is naturally stronger, but Jiang Dongyu's immortal power is endless and will always be there.

It is not exhausted. Although Leng Xin has obtained the immortal power at this time, he still consumes most of the immortal power when using the Immortal King's magical power. When his immortal power is used up, if he still cannot get out of the ghost city, it will be over.

The plum blossoms folded their petals and scattered in all directions. Each petal had great power, and all the corpses it touched turned into a ball of ghostly energy.

The four corpse kings roared and rushed towards Jiang Dongyu. If they were slapped by these corpse kings, the stars would be shattered.

But these four corpse kings were smart and did not dare to touch the sword in Jiang Dongyu's hand. They also held the immortal weapons in their hands.

The floating dust stabbed out a series of sword flowers, fighting with the corpse kings inextricably. Jiang Dongyu's soul locks were flying, like long whips hitting the corpse king's body from time to time, drawing out black ghost energy, and the soul locks tied a

The corpse king's neck was dragged hard to his feet, and a sword pierced his vitals. Hell's ghost-conquering runes covered the corpse king's body. The corpse king let out a roar and dissipated into smoke.

A snow lotus held up a corpse king, the petals closed, and when the bud bloomed again, there was only a ball of dark energy left inside. The Bodhi Handprint destroyed one, and the Floating Dust Sword destroyed another.

Jiang Dongyu slaughtered five corpse kings in a row. It has to be said that if he had not lost his immortal energy, he might not have been able to do it so neatly. The immortal power of the seventh heaven is indeed much stronger than that of the third heaven.

Leng Xin sat on the snow lotus, staring at Jiang Dongyu's elegance like an immortal, and murmured to himself: "He is so strong!"

Jiang Dongyu put away the immortal weapons on his body, held the snow lotus in his hand, opened the snow field, and performed hundreds of teleportation techniques in a row, rushed out of the ghost city, and appeared near the Immortal House.

"How are you?

?" Leng Xin supported Jiang Dongyu and saw that Jiang Dongyu's immortal power began to drain away, his snowy hair was burnt black again, his face gradually became ugly, his figure was slightly bowed, his back was hunched and his feet were lame, and he returned to his original state.

"Is it really the art of transformation?" Leng Xin murmured in her heart and sighed slightly. There were many secrets about this person, and it was difficult for her to understand what happened before.

"I'm a little...tired." Jiang Dongyu's face showed bitterness. He was currently in the stage of merging the Immortal King's brand, but he introduced her immortal power and forced his magical power. Now his whole body is in excruciating pain, and there seems to be a mountain falling and the ground cracking inside his body.

The lightning and thunder made him miserable. He knew that this was his body being reshaped, which was far more miraculous than being reborn.

The Ghost City is still full of ghost energy. During this period, people occasionally entered rashly and were devoured and turned into ghost corpses. However, this strand of Styx has never been completely resolved. The Holy City is also helpless. The Ghost City

It has become a forbidden area where no one can enter.

There was no vacancy in the Xianlou Residence. Jiang Dongyu was lying on the side of the street, exhausted and asleep. Guarding his side was a beautiful and charming girl, who always attracted attention.

Today, a realm gate appeared in the sky above Xianlouju, and a group of otherworldly people walked out of the realm gate. When they saw Leng Xin, their eyes were filled with joy at first, and then became furious.

A young man looked at the sleeping Jiang Dongyu, and there seemed to be fire burning in the depths of his eyes, because Jiang Dongyu's head was resting on Leng Xin's lap, Leng Xin was in a daze, looking at Jiang Dongyu's face and not knowing what was going on.

What to think about.

"Is this Xin'er's savior? A mortal with no immortal power?" An old man floated down and came to Leng Xin.

"Grandpa Qianren." Leng Xin called softly, "Look at him quickly."

Ying Qianren, with kind eyes, grabbed Jiang Dongyu's wrist. He was indeed a mortal. A gentle force enveloped Jiang Dongyu's body. Jiang Dongyu woke up leisurely, pretending to be surprised at the moment, with a timid and confused look in his eyes, looking panicked.

"Don't be afraid, little one." Ying Qianren smiled.

Jiang Dongyu could already feel from Ying Qianren's immortal power that this old man was an unfathomable Immortal King. His immortal power was as vast as the sea and very powerful.

"Grandpa Qianren, how are you?" Leng Xin asked.

"It's not a problem, I'm just a little weak. Just take a medicinal soup that strengthens the body and strengthens the body." Ying Qianren looked at Leng Xin and said dotingly, "You left the city privately and worried your father. Next time

But you must not be so willful, the ancient ruins of Tianxuan are not something you can invade."

"I just want to see the excitement, but I haven't gone deep into it. Isn't this a good thing for me?" Leng Xin showed a rare hint of playfulness when facing the old man, "Grandpa Qianren, please take us back to the Holy Capital."

"Your father is very worried about you. This time he brought the family's teleportation array and will go directly back to the family. It is not appropriate to bring outsiders with him."

"I promised him to return to the Holy Capital." Leng Xin begged, "Grandpa."

"Let Wen Bin take him to the Holy City. Although it will be slower, you can still enjoy the scenery of the Holy City along the way. Your father is very angry this time. I'm afraid he will put you in solitary confinement when you go back. If you bring an outsider back, you are not afraid of injuring others.

"Ying Qianren said, then looked at Jiang Dongyu, "I heard from Xin'er that you rescued her from the ghost city. What wishes do you have? I can help you realize it."

"Just give me some fairy stones. The consumption in the Holy City is too expensive. I am really poor."

"It's just an immortal stone? I can ask the Immortal King to accept you as his direct disciple, or give you a shop in the Holy City, where you can enjoy yourself in peace and quiet." Ying Qianren looked at Jiang Dongyu funny, even if you speak loudly, my Ying family will not

Will try our best to satisfy you.

"You know your talent. Even if the Immortal King takes me in for the sake of the old man, I'm afraid he'll be very tired of it. As for the shops, I don't have time to deal with them. Although my cultivation is weak, I still want to go around." Jiang Dong.

Yu said.

"I didn't bring too many fairy stones with me this time. I'll give you a hundred prescriptions first, and then I'll give you a token. If you can go to the Holy City, you can exchange it for five hundred at any trading house.

A square fairy stone.”

"The old man is grand."

Hearing this, Leng Xin looked embarrassed. The two were there to settle their grievances, but she promised to take Jiang Dongyu back to the Holy City and was unwilling to break her promise. However, she had too many questions and wanted to hear Jiang Dongyu tell her.

"Don't worry, go back. If we are destined, we will meet again in the Holy City." Jiang Dongyu said quickly. Leng Xin must have come from an extraordinary and wealthy family. If the old man was really persuaded by Leng Xin, he would not dare to go.

He left quickly, "No need to bother, I'll just go there by myself, I don't dare to ask you to send me away."

With that said, Jiang Dongyu was about to leave, but Leng Xin grabbed Jiang Dongyu's wrist, which made everyone in the Ying family look surprised.

"Ugly, tell me your name."

Jiang Dongyu didn't answer. He pulled back his wrist and chuckled, "How can a little unknown guy deserve to be missed by a girl? When I become famous all over the world, the girl will know."

Leng Xin looked at Jiang Dongyu's limping back, feeling sad in his heart.

"Haha, it's ridiculous for an ant to want to be famous all over the world." Everyone in the Ying family burst into laughter.

"A mortal who dreams of reaching heaven has no idea what to do."

"Miss Lengxin, don't let this kind of person deceive you."

The cold-hearted rumor showed that she had come out of the ghost city, and it was the man who saved her just now. She thought she was a hero from a certain sect, or a hidden immortal king, but when she saw such a person, she already disdained her in her heart.

What's more, Leng Xin's attitude towards him is actually complicated and inexplicable.

"You don't deserve to talk about him!"

Leng Xin said angrily, "How can you mock him? He killed five immortal kings by himself and roamed the ghost city for hundreds of thousands of miles. What do you know? You don't know anything."

Not everyone left with Ying Qianren. Many of the descendants of the Ying family have not left the Holy Capital for a long time. Now they are naturally reluctant to go back early. Their status in the family is far less than that of Leng Xin, so they are naturally less controlled by him.

strict.

"I'm going to Tiandu Mansion, where are you?" said a member of the Ying family.

"Go and see the girl Sisi you miss day and night. We won't tell the family." Ying Wenbin chuckled.

"Thank you so much, Brother Wenbin, haha."

Ying Wenbin chuckled lightly, and used a kind of magical power to find people, and fled away.

The Holy City has an area two times that of the Tianquan Continent, and the entire Tianxuan Continent occupies 30% of the Eastern Wasteland. It has countless mountains, forests, seas, wonders, and wastelands.

Jiang Dongyu was walking in a golden desert. His hair was no longer short and black, but long and snow-colored, but it looked even weirder with his ugly face and limping figure.

The Immortal King's brand in his body is gradually nourishing Jiang Dongyu's body, but this requires a relatively long process. Now Jiang Dongyu can exert very little strength, not many magical powers, and the Immortal King's magical powers cannot be used.

out.

"Huh?" Jiang Dongyu looked at the person in front of him and frowned slightly. He had seen this young man before. He was from the Lengxin family. His name seemed to be Wen Bin, and he was the one who was going to send him to the Holy Capital.

"You run very fast." Ying Wenbin looked at Jiang Dongyu playfully, "I don't know what happened between you and Miss Lengxin. She has never cared so much about others."

"Is this what you came here to tell me?"

"Of course not. I want to introduce you to a good place. Going to the Xishan Mine and becoming a mining talent is the best place for people like you."

Sure enough, the person who came here was evil. Jiang Dongyu used Shrink to an Inch and disappeared in an instant. This person was not an Immortal King, but he was very strong. Even if he was in good health, he might not be able to defeat him, let alone now.

"Ant!" Ying Wenbin sneered, with charm exuding in his hands, and with a punch, Jiang Dongyu appeared and flew away, retreating thousands of feet in the desert before stopping.
Chapter completed!