Exploded equipment?

This is the first time Cui Jun has seen such a situation.

I quickly stepped forward to pick up the Zen rod, and the first thing I felt was that it felt heavy in my hand. Good guy, this Zen rod weighs at least a hundred pounds.

You can't tell what the texture is, but the ghost energy contained in it is very strong. The word "Breaking Territory" is engraved on the head of the staff.

Is it a name? There are also mottos on the staff.

"If people have good wishes, God will bless them!"

With a touch of palm, the light shines brightly.

Baby, absolute treasure. Unfortunately, Cui Jun feels like he won't be able to use it for the time being.

Wait, if you exchange your merits for a set of staff skills, wouldn't you become...

Cui Jun shook his head and let it go.

My machine box is very easy to use. There is no need to change weapons just because of a Zen staff. Even if I want to exchange it, I should exchange it for a set of sword skills.

Opening the airspace, Cui Jun was ready to stuff the Zen staff inside.

At this moment, Cui Jun heard a voice coming from the side.

"Boy, can you give me the Zen staff you have?"

Turning around suddenly, Cui Jun didn't see half of his figure.

In this radiant area, apart from the golden dragon still swimming, other ghosts should be clearly visible.

"who?"

Cui Jun held the Zen staff tightly and said loudly.

Then Cui Jun saw countless heads sticking out from all directions.

The identical heads are like wisps of will-o'-the-wisps. There are no green faces and fangs, and there is no ghostly aura.

On the contrary, these heads have handsome faces and exquisite facial features, and they are actually handsome men.

Cui Jun can conclude that among the countless heads, only one is real, and the rest are completely false.

But with his ability, he really couldn't tell which one was true for a while.

"You want a Zen stick? You don't have a body yet. Why do you need a Zen stick?"

Cui Jun has probably guessed that this head should also be one of the guardian ghosts here.

Compared to the ghost monk, this head neither releases the ghost realm nor displays powerful ghost energy, so it seems much weaker.

But Cui Jun vaguely felt something was wrong. He looked at these heads carefully, but secretly thought in his heart, could this ghost have special abilities?

"The Zen staff is indeed useless to me. But I am always bullied by the ghost monk. Now that its soul is gone, I will naturally destroy its treasure. In this way, kid, you give me the Zen staff and I will let you go. Let's have a good life.

Don’t offend the river.”

The head's words seemed very sincere. Cui Jun also nodded and said: "Okay, then come and take it."

As he spoke, Cui Jun held the Zen staff in his hand and stretched it out.

But the head smiled and said: "Just throw it to me, throw it to me."

Cui Jun looked around in confusion and said, "I can throw it to you, but the question is, which one is you?"

The heads all around receded one after another, and only one slowly floated out: "This, throw it here!"

Cui Jun showed a smile on his face and threw out the Zen staff.

But the head did not step forward to catch the Zen staff. Instead, the moment Cui Jun threw the Zen staff, all the remaining heads spit out gray-white light at Cui Jun.

"die!"

Cui Jun's expression changed and he waved his hand.

The Zen staff immediately flew back and landed in Cui Jun's hand again. Where no one saw it, Cui Jun wrapped the end of the Zen staff with a silk thread.

As soon as the soul power rushed, the Zen staff released ghost energy like a black dragon. In an instant, all the gray-white light was swallowed up by the black dragon and disappeared.

"I knew it would be like this."

Cui Jun grinned.

The head suddenly changed appearance, from a handsome boy to a ferocious grimace, with pale skin, distorted facial features, and elongated fangs.

"Cunning boy! But you still have to die."

The head disappeared again, disappearing from Cui Jun's sight.

But Cui Jun can be sure that it is not really leaving, but is gathering strength crazily.

Cui Jun could hear the sound of high-speed movement around him, but couldn't see any of it. Such a strange situation made Cui Jun frown. He even thought that he should use his merits to upgrade his Yin Yang Eyes immediately.

Suddenly, the head began to attack.

From below, two huge heads instantly bit Cui Jun's ankles, holding him in place unable to move.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely huge grimace appeared in front of Cui Jun's eyes.

It is ten times as big as Cui Jun himself, and its huge mouth can swallow Cui Jun completely.

At this time, it would be impossible to use the ghost energy to resist, and Cui Jun did not have the extra soul power to release the Five Thunder Techniques. Seeing that it was a sure-kill situation, Cui Jun smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"I see!"

As if he had figured out something, Cui Jun suddenly thrust his Zen staff into the ground.

The next moment, the whole world was frozen.

"This is also a ghost land!"

The word "Breaking Territory" on the head of the Zen staff suddenly emitted a strong light. In an instant, the ghost's face was broken and the world collapsed.

Cui Jun reached out and grabbed a skull, and he held it in his hand.

The skull repeatedly apologized: "Sir, I was wrong, I was wrong!"

Cui Jun didn't listen to his explanation at all, and directly knocked the Zen staff upward with his backhand.

After a few blows, the skull shattered on the spot, and the soul flew away.

This ghost cannot be said to be weak, but it is restrained very well by the Zen staff. The powerful ghost realm magic spell is completely unable to be used in front of Cui Jun.

Cui Jun sighed in his heart again, luck!

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that it is not entirely luck. The ghost monk obviously wanted to escape from the sea of ​​suffering for a long time. He gave the ghost monk a ride, and the ghost monk reciprocated and left him a Zen staff.

This drink and every peck feels like destiny.

"The number of killed ghosts is one, and the merit is 500. The current merit is 1,355!"

Five hundred merits, no more but no more.

Cui Jun was no longer anxious and put down the Zen staff. Maybe this thing could really help him break through the formation.

"Are there any more ghosts? Come out together."

Cui Jun shouted loudly.

And with his voice, a ghost really came out in front of him.

It was a child, a girl of seven or eight years old. She was wearing a snow-white gown, her hair tied up, and she bowed slightly to Cui Jun.

"Sir, please go back. You can't move forward here."

Cui Jun didn't expect that such a ghost would come out. But Cui Jun, who had been to two ghost realms, couldn't leave just because of the other person's words.

"I'm sorry, little girl. I have to break this formation. Please get out of the way!"

The little girl shook her head and said: "You can't break it. This is the formation my father set up to resurrect me. You can't break it."

"What did you say?"

Cui Jun was a little confused after hearing this.

The little girl continued: "I am Chu Feiyu, the daughter of Prince Yanyang Guoan."

Cui Jun scratched his head and said: "You are Prince An's daughter. You said that this array was built to resurrect you? Prince An has laid such a big plan and wants to kill a ghost king just to make you return to the world?"

The little girl nodded and said, "Yes. So, you can't go forward."
Chapter completed!