The golden sword body of the Pure Yang Sword exuded a scorching scent of Yang flame. As soon as it appeared, the painted ghost changed color. When Zhang Luochen stabbed the sword blade into the painted ghost's thigh, there was only a squeaking burning sound, and the black smoke came out wherever the sword blade reached. The painted ghost screamed in pain.

"How is it? Are you still stubborn this time?" Zhang Luochen asked coldly.

What the Nine Nether Ghost Clan fears most is the damage of the Yang attribute, because the Yang attribute can directly neutralize and offset the underworld power that constitutes the Nine Nether Ghost Clan, and is a power that can truly 'purify' it.

No matter how hard an ordinary sword cuts or stabs it, it will only destroy the body. If you go down with one sword, it can be said that it is the real cause of the ghost who paints the skin.

The face of the painted ghost was twisted and he wanted to be tough, but Zhang Luochen immediately stabbed another sword, but suddenly he was relieved.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, I said, I said it's not okay!"

The ghost's eyes turned, "I was ordered by the commander of the Great Zhou Kingdom to come here to disrupt your family's government so that they can have the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, attack Luocheng, and destroy your country."

Everyone took a breath of air conditioning after hearing this. If what this ghost said was true, it would be a bad thing.

This Great Zhou refers to the Central Zhou Kingdom. Because it occupied the capital of the Zhou Kingdom in the old days, Chaoge, so it has always regarded itself as the orthodox Great Zhou Kingdom.

Zhang Luochen felt something was wrong, "What ability does the Central Zhou King have to drive you to do his job?"

"The King of Zhou promised me a thousand human hearts and livers, and the incense and vows of a temple. He said that as long as I can help him do this, I will build a temple for me, worship it for generations, and make me a Yin God."

Zhang Luochen sneered, "Do you think I'm stupid? Your Nine Nether Ghost Clan is born and transformed by the Nine Nether Ghost Realm, not a ghost transformed by humans after death. How can you enjoy the power of incense? "

The face of the painted ghost changed drastically when he heard this. Zhang Luochen had previously told him about the identity of the Nine Nether Ghost Clan. He thought he could fool him, but he didn't expect that he would even tell such details. He asked in surprise, "How do you know the origin of my Nine Nether Ghost Clan?"

Zhang Luochen thought that of course it was written in the game background story. He had been playing the legend of the Three Realms for more than ten years, and there were many monster settings, world backgrounds, and fan novels in it. However, he discovered for the first time that he could apply it to this world.

"Okay, I'll ask you the last time, who instructed you? If there is another lie, this immortal master will let you lose your soul today."

As he spoke of the sword technique, seven phantom flying swords appeared in the air around him, each of which exuded the power of the flame sun.

Although the damage of this phantom flying sword transformed by the flying sword technique is not as strong as that of the Pure Yang Sword, it can also be accompanied by special weapons. Therefore, if one flying sword technique continues, it will definitely damage the ghost of the painting skin and be difficult to recover. Two flying sword techniques are enough to kill it. If three flying sword techniques are used, even a trace of the shadow of the soul can be eliminated.

The painted ghost saw that Zhang Luochen was not a joke and hurriedly said, "I said, I actually worship Youdu..."

Just as I was halfway through a sentence, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew up in the hall, and the doors and windows were all blown open, making a sound of blowing and a bone-permeable cold made everyone fight together. The light in the hall was not very good, and it was even more gloomy at this time, as if the clouds were pressing down on the top, and the entire hall became dark.

Zhang Luochen's hair stood up for a moment, and he felt very clear that something terrible appeared in the hall. This was the first time he had this feeling since he traveled through time.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a child of an official standing outside suddenly stiffened his whole body, and a blood line slowly passed by on his neck, and his head fell to the ground.

With a puff, the sound of the corpse falling down made everyone turn around and look at the headless corpse together. They were both shocked and angry. What monster was there?

Although everyone has a lot of power and each holds swords, his morale is completely gone.

Fortunately, Zhang Luochen saw that something was wrong and hurriedly glared at him.

Sky Eye Technique - Open!

The golden pupils condensed at the center of his eyebrows. Wherever his pupils looked, a black mist-like thing appeared in the air. This black mist, which was four or five meters in diameter, floated above the corpse, about ten meters away in front of everyone.

What surprised Zhang Luochen was that this thing had no name level, and there was not even blood bars. There was only a row above his head???? What is this?

This can be seen by others at once.

A few timids couldn't help but retreat, but a few brave young military officers rushed over with their weapons, worthy of being from a general. Even when facing unknown monsters, they dared to draw their swords toward each other. Several people waved their swords and slashed at the black fog together.

Yang Baichuan also bent his bow and arrow, and shot out one arrow.

The black fog did not dodge or dodge, and let the blade slash and the arrow penetrated the body. However, all these attacks fell into vain. The black fog was as if it were really just a cloud of smoke, and the next second, it floated past a young warrior like a light smoke. Without warning, the young warrior shivered suddenly, then his head fell down, and his headless body fell to the ground with a plop.

This time, Ji Guang and others were shocked. The fear came from the unknown. Faced with this enemy without any flaws and swords, everyone was completely out of order.

There was only one person, although he was solemn in his heart, he did not lose his will to fight.

Flying sword technique - Go! Zhang Luochen waved his hand and seven phantom flying swords that had already condensed and formed shot out.

The black mist was not afraid of swords, and did not dodge or dodge, but unexpectedly, what was shot this time was not an ordinary sword.

The weapon special effect of Pure Yang Sword - Pure Yang Aoyi. When your attack target is an evil spirit or a demon, it will automatically convert to Yang attribute damage.

This effect is used specifically to restrain enemies such as the ghost clan's undead. Although the monster in front of him looks weird, it is obviously not out of the scope of evil spirits.

Seven sword shadows passed through the black fog one after another, leaving seven holes with white smoke.

Six of the seven swords passed through the smoke, but one of them seemed to hit something. A sharp hissing sound came from the black fog, as if someone was burned by a soldering iron and suddenly rushed towards Zhang Luochen.

Zhang Luochen hurriedly retreated and ordered the Yellow Turbans to come forward to meet the enemy. The Yellow Turbans clamped the black fog. The black fog was not physical and directly penetrated the Yellow Turbans' ribs. However, the Yellow Turbans were not a living person, but an Yin God. He hurriedly activated the Yin God body, and his body suddenly turned into a translucent texture. He pulled and pulled, and successfully slowed down the black fog for a while.

Zhang Luochen took the opportunity to shoot another lightning in his palm.

The black fog was scattered by this lightning, and a strange human figure could be vaguely seen emerging in the fog in the lightning.

Hong Zhouzi shouted, "It's the monster's body, kill him!" Everyone reacted and waved their swords and killed them again. This time they had a target and all attacked at the approximate location of the human figure.

Facing the siege of everyone, a sharp roar suddenly came from the black fog. Everyone was shocked by the roar and was completely lost. They all had dizzy eyes and were tilted around, and they couldn't stand steadily.

At this time, the painted ghost who had been tied suddenly shrank, narrowed his body, and actually broke out of the rope, rushed out of the door, and the black mist rushed out.

Seeing that the two monsters were about to rush out of the door, Zhang Luochen hurriedly shrank into an inch, stepped out with one foot, and instantly appeared outside the door, blocking the two monsters' way.

He pinched the sword technique with one hand, and seven phantom flying swords appeared again, but they were not triggered. However, he pinched a thunderclap with the other hand, hidden behind him.

The flying sword technique is just a false move. The real killer move is the Heavenly Thunder Curse. It only needs two or three seconds of casting spells, so he must wait until these two monsters come out before he can take action. His plan is very clear. As long as the opponent dares to rush over, the flying sword technique will instantly defeat the ghost in the skin with one move, and then take a divine power to suppress the monster in the black fog, and then take the Heavenly Thunder Curse to force the guy to kill.

However, the black fog suddenly stopped there, as if he could premonition the danger. He hesitated not to come forward, and the ghost in the painting did not rush out. He stared at the black fog next to him. The two monsters and Zhang Luochen looked at each other for a moment, but the black fog suddenly turned and swept past the ghost in the painting. He saw a blood line suddenly splashing out from the ghost's neck, and then the huge head fell to the ground.

The black fog did not stop at all and flew directly towards the roof.
Chapter completed!