I have a book of good and evil

Chapter 224 Ghost Dao Vision: Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night

"What? You haven't heard of Nether Palace?"

The Chilong Ghost King staring at Feng Bingwen noticed the change in Feng Bingwen's face,
"It's the first time I've heard of it."

Feng Bingwen admitted frankly that if he doesn't understand, there is no need to pretend to understand.

"You haven't awakened Su Hui yet?"

Zhantai Youliu frowned slightly. The Nether Dao has been established since ancient times and has been passed down to this day. Even if the other party is the reincarnation of a sage, he should not have heard of it.

"..."

Feng Bingwen remained silent. He could never explain to the ghost king that he had awakened Su Hui, but he was still a mortal in his previous life. No one would believe this kind of explanation except himself.

Seeing that Feng Bingwen didn't answer, the ghost king was immediately bored. If it was a reincarnated sage, with the difference in strength at this time, she could also take the opportunity to ask for advice and solve one or two problems in practice, but the other party turned to practice like this. Thoroughly, even if the memory is not recovered, then there is nothing to talk about.

"I have a nephew who has been trained for a while, and now he has achieved success in cultivation, he is proud and arrogant, and he is arrogant. I am having a headache and should grind his temper. It just so happens that the sage is here, please teach me a lesson or two."

Although he was very disappointed, since the reincarnated sage had found this place, Zhan Taiyou couldn't let him leave.

"A lesson to the arrogant younger generation? This is not a problem, but I lack supernatural powers and methods. I heard that fellow Taoists have a lot of collections. Can you give me a reference or two?"

Hearing the other party's request for help, Feng Bingwen was not polite.

"As long as fellow daoists can wear away the arrogance in my junior's heart, let fellow daoists read the divine channel method I have collected!"

Although it is strange why such a person would make such a request, considering that the other party has not awakened Su Hui, it is not surprising.

She also noticed that the aura cultivated by this young man was unbelievably majestic and immeasurable. It was obviously only in the Yunling Realm, but it gave her an unfathomable and subtle feeling.

This is enough to prove how advanced the fundamental scriptures of the other party are, even if they practice the middle and upper inheritance of Taoism, they will not have such effects.

"good!"

Feng Bingwen's face showed joy. The Taoist scriptures given to him by his cheap master were only used to build a foundation, which was enough for him to cultivate to the Yunlingling Realm, but the higher ones were all incomplete fragments.

As for the innate scriptures he cultivated, the most important thing is the accumulation of foundation. As long as he accumulates enough, he can evolve a more advanced practice method, and the same is true for the method of divine passage. own magical powers.

When the Yin general invited him, although he said that the ghost king's supernatural powers were not good enough, but no matter how bad the supernatural powers were, they were still supernatural powers.

"I don't know where your nephew is?"

"You come with me!"

Seeing that she was confident, she seemed impatient to browse through her collection of Feng Bingwen, Zhan Taiyou's wonderful eyes gleamed with a mysterious light, although his younger generation was arrogant and rebellious, and had no one in his eyes, how could it compare to this one in front of him.

This kind of demeanor seems not to pay attention to the younger generation she has carefully trained. It has already shown that it is a battle of the same realm, but it is still so casual.

But she didn't say anything, the strength of this reincarnated sage who has not recovered Shuhui can be known after a battle with her nephew, there is no need to show the advantage of tongue.

I saw the chilong surrounding the ghost king groaned, and then flew into the air. Its dragon body swelled in the wind, turning into a giant of hundreds of feet, and then circled around the sky.

Immediately, the world spun, and the Eight Hundred Li Company Battalion, which was full of murderous spirits, and the Yin soldiers and Yin generals who were prostrate on the ground quietly disappeared and were never seen again.

Looking up, one can see many majestic palaces and palaces, leaning on top of mountains, majestic, but between the palaces and palaces, there is silence, coldness, no popularity, and coldness to the bones.

In front of Feng Bingwen, the majestic and charming ghost king standing with his hands behind his back wrapped around his body, as if there were no ghost army around him, so this ghost king did not cover his figure with gray mist.

"Fellow Daoist, where's your nephew?"

Feng Bingwen looked left and right, the sky above his head was dark and gloomy, nothing changed, a blood moon hung high, revealing an ominous atmosphere, I don't know if it was an illusion, but this blood moon seemed to have grown a lot bigger.

No, it’s not that it’s getting bigger, but that his current position is closer to this round of blood moon. His position seems to be the highest point in this ghost country, near the ghost town, and one can see a branch under the blood moon. The army of ghosts practicing.

"Lingruo!"

Zhan Taiyou called softly, and in this lonely palace, a maid quietly appeared with a refined palace lantern. She was so beautiful and beautiful, with flying dresses, she was a stunning woman, but unfortunately her figure was slightly transparent , The mist flickered while walking, looking lifeless, but it was a ghost.

"Miss!"

Different from the title of Yin Bing and Yin General, this Ghost Maid is more intimately called the King of Ghosts.

"Go, call Xiaoyu over!"

Zhan Taiyou ordered.

"Yes."

The graceful maid, carrying the palace lantern, walked away, quietly blending into the shadows of the palace.

"No wonder!"

And Feng Bingwen at the side cast a glance at the Ghost Maid, no wonder that Mr. Li, who is obviously a mortal, is still reckless and lustful.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment, my nephew will be here soon!"

"It's okay!"

Feng Bingwen is condescending, overlooking the ghost country's underworld scene which is very different from the underworld.Outside the palace wall, there is also a noisy and noisy scene similar to the human world, but it is gloomy and eerie.

And the outline of the city can be seen in the distance. In this ghost country, there is not only the big city at the foot, but also towns, villages and other places where ghosts gather in the city.It's the same as the world.

It's just that in the vast plains, no one cultivates them.On the contrary, one can see martial arts training grounds one after another, in which there are ghosts manipulating weapons, practicing military formations, and screaming to kill.

Such a scene strengthened his impression when he first entered the ghost country. This is not a ghost country at all, but a huge barracks, hoarding an inestimable number of Yin troops.

I don't know what the ghost king wants to do with hoarding such a large number of ghost troops?
Sweeping the world? Overturning the world?Impossible, this is the way to die.Even if it succeeds for a while, it will not escape the wrath of the mighty human race.

"aunt!"

When Feng Bingwen was quietly thinking about what the Yin Chi ghost king wanted to do, a faint cry of joy rang out. Feng Bingwen looked for his prestige, and immediately saw a young man in black robe striding forward come.

Even in the ghost king's palace, this young man is full of blood, like a wild bear, the yin energy in the city cannot be suppressed, on the contrary, it will be washed away.

"You came to me for something important?"

The young man walked not far from the ghost king, and looked at the ghost king with a three-point closeness, a three-point dependence, and a little bit of something wrong, which was a very dangerous emotion.

"I found an opponent for you, you don't need to have any scruples, you can use all your strength to attack him."

Zhan Taiyou looked at Feng Bingwen, and the eldest nephew of the Ghost King also looked over, but he looked at Feng Bingwen with vigilance and a bit of inexplicable hostility.

"Auntie, who is this?"

The young man in black looked at Feng Bingwen up and down, and the more he looked at him, the more dignified his expression became, because although the young man looked young, his appearance was no less handsome than his.

"This is my nephew, Zhan Taisiyu, fellow daoist, please hold your hand later, don't hurt him too badly."

Zhan Taiyou ignored his nephew, and said to Feng Bingwen, although the tone was flat, but it fell into his nephew's ears, but it was no less than a thunderbolt on the ground, and he was instantly annoyed.

His aunt told him to attack with all his strength, but she kept this guy who came from nowhere, obviously thinking that he had no chance of winning.

Although he was usually extremely dependent and believed in his aunt's eyes, but this time he couldn't bear such contempt.He felt his blood boil.

"can."

Feng Bingwen nodded, and then looked at this young man who was quite normal at first, but now his eyes had turned into black, resembling an evil spirit.

"Let's start fighting, and come find me after you win."

After leaving this sentence, the ghost king quietly disappeared, but Feng Bingwen could feel her breath appearing in the palace behind him.

"who are you?"

Although the aura in his body has gradually become dehumanized, the young man named Zhan Taisiyu still maintains basic rationality, questioning Feng Bingwen word by word.

"Don't ask so many questions, I'm in a hurry, so hurry up, I'll go see your aunt after the fight!"

Feng Bingwen didn't answer, but urged with some impatience, and these words immediately deeply stimulated Zhan Taisiyu, his body swelled, and fine and deep scales emerged, not only the breath, but also the shape became like A ghost.

"You don't want to see my aunt!"

When these words fell, his body was already covered with fine scales, and even two horns as sharp as moon-bladed scimitars appeared on the top of his head. The young man rushed to Feng Bingwen, raised his hand and punched it down, Then the giant force fell.

Facing this punch that was enough to destroy mountains, Feng Bingwen showed impatience on his face, entwined with fairy spirit energy in his hand, and with five colors of fairy light shining, he slapped him out.

boom!
The huge figure flew upside down, flew hundreds of feet across, and smashed on the eaves of a palace, accompanied by a glint of light, the palace tiles were not broken, and the young man fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"Don't waste my time, I don't have time to play house with you, use all your abilities!"

Feng Bingwen's figure didn't move at all, but Zhan Taisiyu, who was slapped away by him, was shrouded in a deep cloud of ghostly aura, which was thick like fireworks.

And as the young man stood up, it was as if a real sinister and ghostly aura rose and intertwined behind him, and a strange and weird vision manifested, in which ferocious and vicious ghosts appeared.

The ghost way, the third-grade vision, and the night walk of a hundred ghosts!

"I have been cultivating for a year, and I was finally able to induce the power of vision. Since I left the customs, I have not used this trick on anyone!"

Behind Zhan Taisiyu, as the scene of ghosts walking at night became more and more solid, there were ghosts walking down from it...

(End of this chapter)