The Great Tao Chronicle

"ghost?"

In the street, the yellow dog barked low, but An Qisheng looked at it with interest.

In the eyes of the heart, three shadows strayed.

They have no entity, and the sound of screaming is no longer spread in the void, but directly in the heart, with resentment, a scream can arouse the fear of ordinary people.

They have no substance, and naturally they have no form.

In Sa Wuling's eyes, the evil-looking, green-faced and fangs little devil is just a shadow in An Qisheng's eyes, because he has no fear in his heart.

"This person is raising a kid!"

Sa Wuling listened to the scream, his face sank, and when he rang the bell, he was about to throw the talisman.

But he didn't want An Qisheng to be faster than him. He stepped forward lightly, and the hatchet he was holding rose up, covering the three little ghosts at the same time.

"senior!"

Sa Wuling stopped talking.

Ghost is not afraid of any swordsmanship, but he also does not believe that this 'senior' does not understand this truth.

scoff~

Of course the hatchet fell in vain.

But the heart of Sa Wuling suddenly sounded the mournful and tragic mourning of the kid!

It's like being thrown into a frying pan, like being thrown off a mountain of knives!

The moment a few little ghosts slashed across the hatchet, they were instantly cut open!

God's will is like a knife, and the kid is torn apart in an instant!

The shadow was split in an instant, as if the torso and limbs of the person were cut off, and after a scream, scattered in the air.

Pure swordsman's fists can't hurt ghosts that have no substance like air, but An Qisheng's divine will is so powerful, even if he is limited by his weak physique at this time, a wisp of sweep can wipe out the root of its existence!

"Greed, hatred, hate, love, desire, extreme emotions combined with the resentment between heaven and earth, ghosts, so that's the truth."

The hatchet fell, and An Qisheng's eyes were full of clarity.

The world is different from the world.

In the land of the mysterious star, any divine will cannot be separated from the body and cannot exist. This condition also does not exist in the world of the long-floating world. It is as tyrannical as a master of divine veins, and divine will can only survive for a short time or enter specific objects such as human skin rolls. exist on.

The Emperor Heaven Realm is different.

In the heaven and earth of Emperor Heaven Realm, there are spiritual energy of heaven and earth and all kinds of resentment and bad luck, but it has become the soil for ghosts.

But ordinary people's souls cannot kill people, because the human body itself also has a life magnetic field. In other words, in this world, people have three lights, the lights will not go out, and ghosts can't get close.

These little devils all received almost desperate torture before they were alive, so they could live in the world after death, and even be able to kill people.

As for what kind of torture, no one is interested in knowing.

Hearing a roar in the distance.

An Qisheng's face was a little cold, and he paced forward.

Before the ancestral hall, the black-clothed Taoist was extremely distressed. How could it be so easy to raise a kid?

He raised these little ghosts, or manipulated them with a secret method before they were alive, and let them kill their parents, wives, children, and brothers in the slowest and most tragic manner. of.

If it didn't become a climate, it was destroyed, what pain in his heart?

"Go and kill them!"

Seeing the two people and one dog approaching, the Taoist man in black slapped the ground and shouted angrily.

Roar!

A loud roar.

The two puppet giants guarding his side went mad and seemed to rush out.

They were good players in the rivers and lakes during their lifetimes, but after they died, they were concocted with secret methods, making them invulnerable to swords and guns, and they were much more powerful than low-level Xing Zong.

As soon as he rushed out, the ground was shaking, and the airflow had already rushed out more than ten feet.

The sword swung out the cold light, extremely fierce.

"He also refined a living corpse?"

Sa Wuling was quite surprised, and while the bell shook, several talismans had been thrown out.

The living corpse is also a kind of sorcery of the different evil ways.

Refining corpses with living people has both the flexibility of living people and the invulnerability of zombies, and even the memories of when they were alive. With refining, they even have the potential to become iron and bronze corpses.

The leader of the Yixie Dao back then, the Yixie Zhenren, even made a corpse that was higher than the golden armor corpse!

That corpse flies into the sky and hides on the ground, and it is omnipotent in moving mountains and reclaiming the sea.

huh~

The moment Talisman left his hand, it was already burning, and its speed was as fast as an arrow, and it had already shot at the two living corpse puppets that rushed towards him.

boom!

The living corpse carrying the knife did not dodge, neither did it dodge, it smashed the rocket away abruptly, the body just retreated, and there were no scars on the **'s chest.

And the living corpse with the sword had already slashed over with the sword light.

"Bah!"

As soon as Sa Wuling gritted his teeth, the bell shook as if he was twitching madly. He chanted words in his mouth, and threw the talismans out one after another.

boom!

boom!

The flames and the air flow exploded again and again.

The old Taoist was ruthless, and with the offensive of Zhang Fulu, he blocked two living corpses abruptly.

"Living corpse?"

An Qisheng looked at the two living corpses with a hatchet.

These two living corpses are invulnerable, their momentum is heavy, and their pure physical strength is comparable to the martial arts masters who have been exchanged in Shangjiufujie.

If it wasn't for not being sensitive enough, a crappy Taoist priest like Sa Wuling wouldn't be able to do it at all.

"senior!"

Throwing out a talisman, Sa Wuling rolled around and shouted in dismay, "Senior!"

Zheng~

His voice drifted spontaneously, and a sword light had already swept across the night, breaking the sword, light and sword shadows waving by the two living corpses like water and wind.

Suddenly disappeared.

laugh!

The two burly corpses stood in a daze for a moment, and the two big heads had already fallen to the ground, and the stench of black blood spurted out Zhang Xuzhi, and the landing sounded 'Zizi'.

Holding a hatchet, An Qisheng looked at the white-boned skeleton lightly.

After all, a living corpse is a living corpse, and throwing away its invulnerable physique, it is only skill, and it is not comparable to any bright martial artist in Xuanxing.

The wielding sword, light and sword shadow was a joke to him.

"what?!"

In front of the ancestral hall, the black-clothed Taoist stood up suddenly, his expression horrified.

The moment the two of them appeared, he had already sensed through the secret technique that they had no mana at all, but the old Taoist bell was an invaluable instrument.

An ordinary man without the slightest mana, holding a rusted hatchet, killed his living corpse?

How can this be? !

The black-clothed Taoist was shocked, but Sa Wuling seemed to be relying on him, wiped dust on his face, and scolded:

"Yao Dao! You raise little devils, refine living corpses, and feed white-bones demons. It's really outrageous!"

While scolding, he was also lucky in his heart.

This demonic path has clearly been subjected to the scorpion, and it is no longer the level of nourishing qi. If he encounters it foolishly alone, he is afraid that he will die very miserably.

"Humph!"

The black-clothed Taoist ignored Sa Wuling's meaning and stared at An Qisheng without turning his eyes.

"Who is your Excellency? Why do you want to fight against the poor?"

No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't see that the young man had the slightest mana in him. He was clearly a mortal body without a scorpion, and his physique was not necessarily strong.

But it was such an ordinary man who actually took a hatchet and chopped up the living corpse that he made with great effort!

You must know that his two living corpses were both captured by experts in the rivers and lakes.

Not something mortals can fight against.

Ka Ka Ka ~

The white-boned skeleton sitting in the crowd also slowly got up, flashing a green light, staring at An Qisheng.

The evil spirit was rolling like a tide.

Obviously felt the deep fear of its owner.

The villagers who were attracted by the incense of the soul all around, under the impact of this evil spirit, retreated wildly one by one, even if they lost their consciousness, they all felt a huge fright.

"Looks like you don't know me anymore."

An Qisheng sighed softly.

Although it was only three days, what kind of realm did he have? Three days could be compared to three years of other people's polishing. Compared with the original owner who was dumbfounded three days ago, it was naturally not the same.

It's not surprising that the black-clothed Taoist didn't know him.

Of course, more importantly, the human brain will subconsciously forget some things that are not important at all.

Obviously, the original owner was not qualified to be remembered by this black-clothed Taoist.

"I know you?!"

The black-clothed Taoist was a little stunned.

He thought about it carefully, and he really did not have such a character in his memory, otherwise, with the skills of this young man, he could not remember.

"It's alright if you don't remember, there will be time to remember later!"

An Qisheng's words were neither fast nor slow.

But his footsteps suddenly accelerated. The words "remember slowly" had just been spit out, and he had already made two steps in three steps, and slashed at the white-bones demon who was also rushing up.

hum~

The depths of his eyes, the depths of his soul, under the Daoyi map, carries the sword of kingship in his spiritual world, and it shines brightly at the same time!

Wangquan sword is neither iron nor gold, nor qi nor god. It is the result of his Taoism when he was a Taoist Wangquan, and the fruit of An Qisheng's life.

Long-floating world Jiazi deduction, three thousand years of planning, he has done more than anyone imagined!

What he wants is not a weapon of inheritance from a world, but a divine weapon that can accompany him in his dreams and never leave!

After several months of meeting above Xuanxing, Wang Quanjian has become a part of his origin.

Dream big, you can bring it with you!

However, just like An Qisheng needs a carrier to enter a dream, Wang Quanjian's "dream" also needs a suitable carrier to be able to exert his power.

This hatchet is naturally not enough to carry the divine will of the king's sword,

However, all the ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he faced were not great characters either.

boom!

A ray of golden light on the hatchet followed, and then burst out.

This eruption was too terrifying. Under the night, the air seemed to have become a substantial water surface. The ripples spread and collided with the suffocating energy raised by the white-boned human demon, and bursts of air waves that were visible to the naked eye!

Roar!

The Bone Man Demon just raised his arm, yet there was no strength, and he took a step back due to the tumbling airflow.

Just one step.

Just for a moment.

But An Qisheng's body has calmly crossed the air waves, brushed past the white-boned human demon, and the golden light of the hatchet fell at the same time, setting off a sea of ​​razor-sharp sword energy:

"The little ghost sword can't be cut, and the corpse can't be shot. I don't know you, are you not afraid of swords?"