Zombie Evil Emperor

Qian Ming, the foundation-building elder of Wuyue Temple, said: "Friends, we monks should obey our true intentions. Since this little friend wants to see the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave, but you don't let me, you are blocking the way of humanity. Qian can’t stand it, why don’t you say a few words to me!”

Qian Ming looked at Yang Tian and said, "My friend, if you want to visit the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, go ahead. If you don't want to go to Baiyun Temple, you can come to my Five Mountains Temple."

Next to her, Ye Sanniang from Changqing Temple spoke up and said, "Although this little friend is a disciple of your Baiyun Temple, he didn't sell himself to Baiyung Temple. What's more, as long as the monks from the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave come here voluntarily, Even casual cultivators can enter to kill ghosts and ghosts. This is a rule in the Immortal Court's laws. Why, you are urging fellow Taoists to interfere with the Immortal Court's laws?"

Interfering with the laws of the Immortal Court, this sentence is serious. The old man surnamed Ji had a gloomy face, looked at the two of them with cold eyes, and coldly snorted: "Don't put a shit basin on my head, I am reminding the safety of the disciples in the sect, then This is where the responsibility lies, so why talk about interfering with the laws of the Immortal Court?"

As he spoke, the old man's robes rustled like a strong wind blowing through him, and his late-stage foundation-building cultivation exploded, and his whole person's aura was like a lion about to become angry.

The old man was angry not only because the two of them wanted to encourage Yang Tian to enter the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave and die, but they also harbored evil intentions and labeled him as interfering with the laws of the Immortal Court. This was intolerable.

Seeing that he was angry, Qian Ming and Ye Sanniang's expressions changed slightly. Both of them were in the middle stage of foundation building, and they couldn't defeat the old man named Ji even if they worked together.

Qian Ming, the elder of the Five Sacred Mountains Temple in the foundation building stage, reacted quickly and said with a smile: "Friend Taoist, Ye Sanniang was just making a joke just now, so why should you be angry."

Ye Sanniang walked down the slope, winked at the old man surnamed Ji, and said with a smile: "You are so serious, Taoist Master Ji, that you can't even make a joke?"

The old man surnamed Ji didn't really want to fight these two guys. Seeing them like this, his aura dropped and became ordinary again.

He looked at Yang Tian again and reprimanded: "Wangui Cave is not a place you can go now, so hurry up and go back."

Yang Tian knew that urging the elder to let him go back was for his own good, but he had his own plans and intentions in his heart, and of course he couldn't just go back like this.

Yang Tian saluted the old man surnamed Ji and said, "Thank you for your concern, elder. I still want to go into the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave to have a look."

Qian Ming, the foundation-building elder of Wuyue Temple, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Friend Taoist, since this little friend wants to go down and take a look, it doesn't matter if you let him take a look. It won't kill anyone."

He said this, but he knew in his heart that a young monk with the first level of Qi training, even if he did not go deep into the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave after entering, was still in danger, and he would die in it and be unable to get out.

There is a lot of hatred between Baiyunguan and Wuyue Temple where Qian Ming is located. Qian Ming is very willing to trick a disciple of Baiyunguan to death. What's more, the little guy went down to find his own death. Why doesn't he go along with the flow and help others? ?

Qian Ming is not a good guy, and the old lady Ye Sanniang who is watching from the side is also not a good guy. She also joins in the confusion, as if the old man named Ji was not angry just now.

How could the old man named Ji not see the sinister intentions of the two of them, but he also didn't want them to interfere with the laws of the Immortal Court.

The old man's expression changed, and finally he said solemnly: "I'll ask you one last time, do you want to go back, or do you have to go in and take a look?"

Yang Tian: "This disciple still wants to go into the Ten Thousand Ghost Cave to have a look."

"You..." The old man was so angry that he couldn't say anything. Finally, he flicked his sleeves, and white clouds appeared under his feet and flew to the fifth-floor attic opposite.

"Let's go back too."

The middle-aged man Qian Ming and the middle-aged lady Ye Sanniang looked at each other, with a smile on their lips, and a white cloud also rose under their feet and flew towards the attic opposite.

The three of them left, and Yang Tian looked into the depths of the pit again. The pit was not straight up and down, but extended diagonally downward.

Yang Tian walked towards the big pit. The blue light curtain only had the function of intercepting the energy of the netherworld and ghosts, and had no effect on people.

The moment the blue light curtain touched his body, circles of water-colored ripples rippled, allowing Yang Tian to pass through.

After walking down the slope of the pit for hundreds of feet, Yang Tian's eyes suddenly became wider. He had reached the underground space of Wangui Cave.

As far as the eye can see, there are mountains and hills of different heights in the distance. Although there are no lighting objects such as the sun in the entire underground space, it is not dark because there are many plants growing on the ground that emit a faint green light.

Yang Tian randomly chose a direction and walked forward, and soon encountered some low-level ghosts. They were all illusory green light groups.

These were all first- and second-level qi-training ghosts. They were not very intelligent and timid. After seeing Yang Tian, ​​they all let out frightened whining and ghostly cries.

They could feel that the power of Qi and blood emanating from Yang Tian could hurt them. They were all scared and ran around, some burrowed into the ground, and some burrowed into nearby flowers, trees, and stones to hide.

After Yang Tian passed by, all these first and second level low-level ghosts came out again and were floating in the void nearby.

It was useless to kill the first and second level ghosts. Yang Tian ignored the low-level ghosts and continued to move forward. When he passed by a big stone, a green-faced and fanged ghost suddenly rushed out of the stone and rushed toward him.

This is a soul-type ghost equivalent to the third level of Qi training. It is not afraid of monks and likes to get into the bodies of people and animals to absorb the essence.

The Great Sun Fist!

Yang Tian punched out casually, and the punch like the scorching sun made the rushing ghost look frightened. Amidst the screams, the hot air on the fist burned into wisps of blue smoke and disappeared. .

This ghost, which was equivalent to the third level of Qi training, was killed. Yang Tian suddenly noticed an invisible and strange air flow entering his storage bag.

His mind instantly checked the storage bag and found that the strange airflow entered the token that could automatically remember how many ghosts he had killed. Yang Tian took the token in his hand and a row of small words appeared on it, Killing Practice A third level ghost.

Um?

Suddenly, Yang Tian's figure jumped forward suddenly and landed on a large rock three or four feet away.

At the same time, where Yang Tian's feet were standing just now, a pair of skeletal arms stretched out from the ground and grabbed the empty space.

Under Yang Tian's gaze, the pair of white skeletal arms pressed upwards against the ground, and a skeleton emerged from the ground.

The green will-o'-the-wisps in its eye sockets danced, and its fleshless white bones bit up and down, making a strange rattling sound, and rushed towards Yang Tian quickly.

This is a skeleton ghost equivalent to the fourth level of Qi training. The bones in its body are as hard as refined steel.

Especially the pair of bone-white claws. If they are scratched, they will be contaminated with bone poison that will make their whole body paralyzed.