Traveling into the world of immortality, being supervised by my best friend and being involved

Chapter 28: After failing to overcome the tribulation and turning into a ghost, Xu Qingluan violently beats the Undead Lord

According to him, this seal was set by Qingyuan Sword Master.

He reached the stage of divine transformation two hundred years ago.

The Undead Lord has been imprisoned here for more than a hundred years. How could a young monk like Su Nanzhi break the seal and help him get out?
Her ashen face looked so pleasing to the eyes of the Undead Lord.

He laughed lightly and said, "If you can't do it, then let's be cannibalized by these innocent souls."

The girl's clear voice sounded, and the Undead Lord turned around again.

This time, Su Nanzhi was not as panicked as before, and was surprisingly calm.

“Speaking without giving a chance will make people’s expectations in vain.” She complained, “It’s not bullshit literature that’s better than bullshit literature.”

He's going to die anyway, so why not say a few more words.

If you express all your dissatisfaction, you might feel more comfortable when you die.

She called Xu Qingluan out, "Let's take one last look at this world."

Xu Qingluan's plump body curled up. When she heard Su Nanzhi's words, her heart dropped and she said uncertainly: "We...really..."

Su Nanzhi nodded and pointed at the Undead Lord who had not gone far.

"That old ghost is going to leave us to be eaten by the unjust ghosts."

The Undead Lord turned his head sharply, denying it three times in his heart.

I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense.

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense, I just don't care." The Undead Lord corrected.

If it weren't for his presence, those evil spirits would have swarmed up and eaten them up.

"If you don't save someone, you won't be much better than those innocent souls." Su Nanzhi turned his head.

The Undead Lord paused, and it took him half a second to realize that he had been scolded.

"Do you know who you're talking about?"

Su Nanzhi uttered one word neatly: "Ghost."

Undead Lord: "..."

He couldn't refute this.

"Little girl, didn't your master tell you about his great achievements back then?"

The Lord of the Undead rose slowly, arms spread wide, and he had a sense of lordship over the world, but his voice was obviously mocking.

"Qingyuan Sword Master is a well-known upright monk throughout the world of immortality. Don't you know how his reputation came about?"

Su Nanzhi looked sad and looked like it had nothing to do with me.

He's going to die anyway, so what's the use of knowing this?

Are you going to gossip with the Lord of Hell in the underworld?

The cold look made the Lord of the Undead hold his breath in his heart. He couldn't get up or get down, so he directly told everything about that year.

"I am already in the stage of transcending the tribulation. As long as I survive the thunder tribulation, I can ascend to immortality. And your master attacked me when I was in the process of transcending the tribulation just because I understood that Taoism is an undead spirit."

Mentioning this matter, the Undead Lord burst into anger.

"At that time, I was already invincible in the world of immortals, and I was only one step away from ascending to heaven. I could withstand the last thunderstorm, but your master took advantage of my weakness and united with a group of venerables to destroy me physically and mentally. It turned into a ghost and was sealed under Qingyuan Peak by him."

He gritted his teeth and stared at Su Nanzhi, trying to see some expression on her face.

However, the girl's cold face was spotless and showed no emotion.

Even his eyes were so indifferent.

Even if he is in the deep valley below, facing the undead in the tribulation period and countless resentful ghosts making terrifying screams, he can still sit there peacefully.

Unmoved by foreign objects.

It seemed that everything was not worth mentioning in her eyes.

At this moment, the Undead Lord thought that if he really ascended to the immortal world, the temperament of those immortals should be the same. Elegant and quiet, like the bright silver moon, and like the water of a quiet lake without any ripples.

He came back to his senses and snorted coldly: "You just become the food that nourishes these ghosts."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Xu Qingluan couldn't hold back any longer.

She flapped her wings, condensed two wind blades, and struck at the Undead Lord.

He noticed it and did not avoid or dodge, letting the wind blade pass through his void body.

Turning his head, Xu Qingluan's furious look was reflected in her eyes, which were invisible due to the black mist, and she felt surprised.

How could a little bird show such intensity?
After sensing it, I discovered that she was actually in the Golden Core stage.

A little spirit bird in the golden elixir stage? !
is it possible?

The Undead Lord was still thinking, and countless wind blades gathered and did not cause any substantial damage to him, but he still frowned.

Qingyuan Sword Master's Taoist technique is wind, and he hates wind spiritual power the most.

But Xu Qingluan didn't give up. The wind blade kept hitting him as if it didn't consume any spiritual power.

The Undead Lord couldn't bear it anymore and said to Su Nanzhi, "Are you crazy?!"

He is now just a ghost, relying on his powerful soul to survive the tribulation period to maintain his form.

Normal attacks cannot hurt him at all.

Su Nanzhi pointed at Xu Qingluan: "What does it have to do with me if she hits you?"

The Undead Lord was angry: "The master and the companion spirit beast are one. Without your order, how could she take action?"

Su Nanzhi shrugged, "If you think so, there's nothing I can do about it."

The Undead Lord was furious.

Su Nanzhi's expression was indifferent, as if he had anticipated his own ending, and looked like he was ready to die.

On the other hand, the little sparrow was sending out a burst of birdsong and flowers, as if it was desperate for its life.

Neither wants to live, so why is there such a big difference?

Noticing the contrast between one person and one bird, the Undead Lord calmed down.

In a flash, he came to Xu Qingluan, frightening her so much that she stepped back more than ten steps.

Xu Qingluan roared angrily: "You want my life but also my soul, you are such a bastard!"

"You think you can scare me with death? And you threaten us!"

"Before I die, I must beat you up so that you know the dangers of society!"

"Do you really think that no one can punish you if you become a ghost?"

Xu Qingluan pointed her wings towards the Undead Lord and said in an indignant tone: "Let me tell you, my ancestor may have had enough patience. He went to see a doctor after being critically ill for a week. The doctor scared me to death and I didn't even die."

"The plane crashed from a high altitude. Even if I die, you have to bring me back to life and let me travel to this world of immortality. When I get to the underworld, I will just say a few words. Even if I can't cure you, I will vent my anger on your ancestors!"

Xu Qingluan was cursing and violently violently facing a ghost.

The wind blade destroyed the surrounding trees, causing them to fall one after another, and soon created a small open space.

After a series of outputs, Xu Qingluan was panting.

Su Nanzhi, who understood her words, silently complained: You still have the nerve to say it.

The bruises on the body were all out and he looked like he was fine. If she hadn't found out at that time and dragged Xu Qingluan to the hospital with a strong attitude, the fool would have thought it was just a simple bruise.

The attack was so fierce that the Undead Lord was stunned.

While she was resting, the cold white bones pressed against her forehead, feeling Xu Qingluan's soul carefully.

As soon as she came to the conclusion that she had opened up her spiritual intelligence, Xu Qingluan came back to her senses in the cold breath of bone-tempering, and arbitrarily slapped away the horrifying human bones.

(End of this chapter)