Chapter 178 Brotherhood (Part 2)

After taking the three drops of Yunlu Holy Spring brought by Chu Tian, ​​the zombie mother lay back in the Haotian Divine Coffin, focusing on using her power to absorb the medicinal power. She saw that the red mist on the surface of the coffin became thicker and thicker, and soon covered the entire cave.

E Wuji asked a little ghost to arrange for Lao Zhu to live in the cave next door, and to guard Chu Tian and Qing'er, each talking about the scene after separation.

Chu Tian originally hoped to learn from E Wuji that the Elderly Rebellion and Seize Power. However, to his disappointment, since he returned to Lulihuopo, E Wuji has been practicing hard under the big stick of his zombie mother. Finally, he successfully broke through the realm of Huaxin a few days ago. However, he knew very little about the various changes that occurred outside the underground world, and he had never heard of the whereabouts of Luojia and Youaoshan. He only knew that the minions sent by the Elderly Association have been rampant in the underground world for several days, and the forces everywhere were destroyed and dispersed. Only a small number of them could escape by chance and hide like them.

As for the evil ghosts who surrendered, they were sent to the North Nether Sea to gather for cultivation and wait for orders. I think that the North Nether Sea is rich in spiritual energy and is still above the underground world of the ghost city, and there are also various immortal soldiers and treasures remaining from the Youtian War three thousand years ago. The temptation of many evil ghosts is self-evident. There is no need for the Elders to send troops to conquer, many ghost kings and ghost masters took the initiative to surrender, and rushed to the North Nether Sea one by one, for fear that they would not be able to occupy a good place if they were too late.

If the zombie mother had not been too scheming, she had planted the Haotian seal on many ghost kings and ghost masters, making him dare not have any unfair intentions. I am afraid that this ghost guy would have always taken the heads of E Wuji and his son to ask for merit and reward from the Thunderstorm Ghost Emperor.

Even so, many of his subordinates escaped. In addition, they were disbanded in the scattered fire poles. There are only two or three hundred ghosts gathered in Gouluoyan, and there are many elderly, weak, sick and disabled people with low cultivation. Therefore, their morale is sluggish, and no one dares to think about tomorrow.

Speaking of this, E Wuji said depressedly: "Xiao Chu, although you are back, it is really a bad time. Now I can only expect my mother's injury to recover as soon as possible. Otherwise, once the old ghost of Thunderstorm finds Goulu Youyuan, we will have to wait for death."

Chu Tian understood that when E Wuji said such dejected words, the situation was so bad that it could not be worse. However, he was puzzled to understand why the power of the Elderly Council expanded so strongly.

At this moment, the Phantom Cloud Ghost King flew into the cave like a wisp of smoke, with a gray face and incoherent expression: "Young Master E, my subordinates found the Thunderstorm Ghost Emperor's men above Goulu Youyuan, and they will find this place soon!"

E Wuji's thick eyebrows stood upside down and asked, "How many have they come?"

The Immortal Cloud Ghost King replied: "The number is unknown, but there are always four or five hundred. The leader is three ghost kings, and seven or eight ghost masters."

I heard the zombie mother scolding in a sharp voice: "What, the old ghost of Thunderstorm still wants to kill them all? I'm too bullying, I'm fighting with it!"

Chu Tian stood up calmly and said, "Why do you use a slaughter knife to kill chickens? My aunt just cares about healing her wounds. The shrimp soldiers and crab generals outside the abyss will be handed over to Qing'er and I to send them away."

E Wujiqing knew that his mother was practicing at an important point. If she left the seclusion at this moment, not only would all her previous efforts be wasted, but her injuries would further worsen and endanger her life. However, when the strong enemy soldiers were at the city, she had no way out and could only fight to death. Hearing that Chu Tian volunteered to fight, he volunteered to say, "Xiao Chu, I'll go with you. We two, plus the Illusion Cloud Ghost King, can barely compete with the three ghost kings." However, she did not count the Qing'er, who had always sat quietly beside Chu Tian, ​​like a well-behaved girl next door, in the battle lineup.

Qing'er's nose made a cold snorting disdain and said, "Brother, let's go!" Her delicate body shook and she had already left the cave.

Seeing Qing'er's body movements look like lightning, E Wuji couldn't help but be stunned and said, "Xiao Chu, where did you come from, you little sister? It's very powerful!"

Chu Tian smiled secretly, and did not say anything. He floated to catch up with Qing'er and rushed side by side into the purple mist above Gouluo Rock.

Seeing this, E Wuji shouted: "If you can move, you will stand up for me and follow me-"

Suddenly, a sharp scream came from the depths of the purple mist, interrupting his voice. It turned out that in the blink of an eye, Chu Tian and Qing'er had already fought with the troops of the Thunderstorm Ghost Emperor.

The two of them were in a state of ecstasy in the purple mist, avoiding the three ghost kings and seven ghost masters, and picking up those little ghosts. Cang Yun Yuanchen Sword and Yanfu Demon Whip moved, both of which were killed with one blow without any survivors. In an instant, screams came one after another, and more than twenty evil ghosts had lost their lives and died in the Huangquan, but they were dizzy and didn't even see the shadows of Chu Tian and Qing'er clearly.

The ghosts were frightened and angry. These days, they relied on the power of the Thunderstorm Ghost Emperor to rush around and kill everywhere in the underground world. Wherever they passed, they either fled in the wind or surrendered without fighting, and had a smooth flow of water without fighting. They did not expect that they would suddenly encounter a strong enemy in Gouluo's Abyss today.

One of the evil ghosts with red phosphorescence flashing all over the body shouted: "Bao Xiaotian, the King of Blood Flame, is here. If you have the will, you stand up and fight me. What is sneaky?"

But the other party ignored its aggressive method at all. In just one sentence, more than a dozen evil ghosts screamed and were killed by Chu Tian and Qing'er.

All the evil ghosts were in danger, and they were suddenly in chaos. They rushed to the three ghost kings and the seven ghost masters, fearing that they would become the next target to be hunted.

Standing on the right side of the Blood Flame Ghost King is a middle-aged female ghost with a pretty appearance. She looks very eye-catching among the ghosts, but she is Cui Miaoyan, the "Hanbi Ghost King" who lives in the bottom of Huihun Cliff for many years.

Its mouth let out a low shout, raised its hand and sacrificed a longan-eye-sized pearl. The green light swept like a tide, immediately dissipating the purple mist. The space within a radius of a hundred feet suddenly became clear, but it had refined the magic treasure "Han Yancui" for more than 1,800 years, to ward off the fog and sway the miasma and the spiritual power of the gods.

Bao Xiaotian looked at him and saw Chu Tian and Qing'er appearing and standing thirty feet in front of him. He immediately smiled grimly, "It turns out they are two little kids who are still stinky. Where do you hide this time?"

At this time, E Wuji, the Huanyun Ghost King Zhu Wuchang and the only three remaining ghost masters led two hundred evil ghosts to come to pick him up when they heard the sound. Wen Jing followed him silently and hid in the ghost formation.

Zhu Wuchangqiang laughed and said, "Brother Bao, do you still remember me?"

Bao Xiaotian glanced at Zhu Wuchang with a cold eyes and snorted, "It turns out that it is Brother Zhu. We haven't seen each other for two or three hundred years, right? For your sake, as long as the immortal Yunzhong handed over the Haotian Divine Coffin and surrendered, he could spare his life."

Zhu Wuchang looked embarrassed and said, "Brother Bao, I can't make the decision on this matter. Can you give your brother a chance to live?"

Bao Xiaotian stood at the top of the left, and the "Wangchuan Ghost King" practiced Taoism first and said in a dark way: "Then what qualifications do you have to bargain?"

E Wuji could not hold back and shouted angrily: "Don't be too arrogant, at worst, you can't kill the death. I'll take you back!"

Bao Xiaotian said contemptuously: "Since that's the case, don't blame me for not talking about the relationship between the past!" His figure swayed and attacked E Wuji. His hands suddenly burst into flames and threw out two bright red phosphorus fire ghost whips that were more than three meters long.

This ghost whip is not a real thing, but is made by the blood-flame ghost king Bao Xiaotian absorbs the "Red Fire of Tu Dan" and melts the essence of the body. The ordinary metal and iron immediately turn into water vapor when touched. Even the true energy of the Taoist practitioners' body protection will be burned and destroyed, and they are extremely domineering.

E Wuji saw that Zhu Wuchang, the face of the Huanyun Ghost King, looked like earth and had no fighting spirit. It was no different to let it resist Bao Xiaotian. Besides, Bao Xiaotian was clearly coming for him. How could he be a turtle that shrank his head and let Chu Tian and Qing'er rush up to eliminate disasters and act as a shield for themselves?

Unexpectedly, he had just pulled out the Golden King Hammer, and Qing'er's figure flashed over there and she had already met Bao Xiaotian.

E Wuji was shocked. Although Qing'er's cultivation was not weak, she could never be able to fight against the Blood Flame Ghost King who had been practicing Taoism for more than two thousand years. If this little girl made any mistakes, she would be sorry to Chu Tian.

He jumped out and shouted, "Miss Qing'er, this old ghost is the ghost king of Pupu. You are not its opponent, come back quickly!"

He didn't expect to stretch out a hand to hold his shoulder, but Chu Tian said confidently: "Wuji, just watch the battle and see how Qing'er fixes that old ghost."

E Wuji was stunned, and heard the "bang" sound of his ears. Qing'er raised her slender hand and took off the demarcation demon gun from her temples. The wind and clouds changed color when the thoughts moved. The gun body suddenly swelled, and the divine light and candles were swept across without even looking at it, and the two phosphorus fire ghost whips that the Blood Flame Ghost King collided with the air.

The Blood Flame Ghost King felt that a terrifying force that was more ten times more intense than the red fire of the Tu Dan was crushed. The Phosphorus Ghost Whip broke first, and the energy of the whole body was tumbling under the qi traction, and it was hard to control himself.

After the demarcation demon gun broke the Phosphorus Fire Ghost Whip, the momentum not only did not fade at all, but instead continued to grab the full evil energy in the void. The gun tip ignited the gorgeous light and stabbed it into his chest in an arrogant way.

Its body was completely locked by the gun force. No matter how far it dodged in any direction, it could not escape the fatal blow of the demarcation demon gun from the sky to the earth. In awe, it hurriedly activated its essence and the broken phosphorus fire ghost whip suddenly regenerated. It roared low and whistled like a vine and forced Tu Danhong to force it out: "Stop it!" But it was bullying Qing'er's youngness. She wanted to use her deep Taoist skills to burn the little girl into ashes and snatch the demarcation demon gun by using her more than two thousand years of profound practice.

Unfortunately, although Bao Xiaotian had a good idea, he made a mistake in his plan. Not to mention that Qing'er's cultivation has reached the level of simplicity, it is no less than it. This demarcation demon gun is originally an ancient magic weapon that Wu Yu's demon concubine traversed the three realms, and it contains the essence of the essence of the world of the world. How could it be reached by the red fire of the elixir of the Taoist elixir it picked from the underground world?

However, Qing'er has not yet had the chance to perform in actual combat since she obtained the Definition Demon Spear. Today, the rare Blood Flame Ghost King volunteered to send him to the door, which was a welcome.

Her hands slightly shook, and the demarcation magic gun "buzzed" and burst out with a dazzling golden lamp. When she heard the "Kala" sound, the Phosphorus Fire Ghost Whip wrapped around the gun shattered inch by inch.

Qing'ertan shouted clearly, and her thoughts and the spear spirit were united. The sharp gun should not be used to stab the blood flame ghost king's chest.

The golden Lan of the sacred and moyu rolled up the red fire of the elixir, and thousands of flames roared and roared back to Bao Xiaotian. There were also various evil spirits and evil thoughts accumulated in the magic gun for thousands of years rushed towards him like a flood of beasts that had been out of the gate.

Bao Xiaotian was caught off guard and felt that his eyes were dark, his mind was shaking, as if he was completely swallowed up by the storm, his Taoist practice was greatly weakened, and he could only use 50% of his skills. In horror, he hurriedly pulled away.

However, this is too late.
Chapter completed!