Ghosts should not exist in this world. Every once in a while, there will be thunderstorms that will kill ghosts, and they cannot be allowed to exist in this world.
Guixie is the powerhouse among ghosts, just like immortal cultivators among human beings, when their strength reaches a certain level, they will encounter thunder tribulation.
After going through a thunder calamity, he is called "a ghost of a calamity".
Having survived two thunder tribulations, he was called the "Second Tribulation Specter".
He has survived three thunder tribulations and is known as the "Three Tribulations Ghost King."
He has survived four thunder tribulations and is known as the "Ghost King of the Four Tribulations."
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However, the cultivation of ghosts is more unacceptable than the corpse. The thunder tribulation will be very ferocious. There are very few serious ghosts who can survive two thunder tribulations. The ghost king who can survive three thunder tribulations is even more so. Rare.
The power of the Three Tribulations Ghost King is equivalent to a giant-level monk, so Feng Feiyun will be worried about it. If he encounters a ghost king of this level, with his and Dongfang Jingyue's cultivation base, there is no chance to ask for help at all. no.
"Put away the Haotian Spirit Realm, the spiritual tool has little effect on ghosts." Feng Feiyun instructed.
Dongfang Jingyue's understanding of ghosts is far inferior to Feng Feiyun's. At this moment, she can only listen to Feng Feiyun's words temporarily, put away the Haotian Lingjing, and ask, "What should we do now?"
Dongfang Jingyue didn't practice treasure hunting, so she couldn't see any trace of ghosts and evil spirits. The more she did, the more uneasy she felt. Although she was very indifferent and calm on the surface, she was still slightly facing Feng Feiyun. Rely on.
"rush out."
Feng Feiyun's eyes were full of dignified colors, and he grabbed Dongfang Jingyue's slender waist, put her in his arms, launched the speed of reincarnation, and rushed out of the ancestral house at full speed.
Feng Feiyun can already confirm that the other party must be a ghost king of three tribulations. If he wants to use the speed of reincarnation to rush out of his ancestral house, as long as he escapes, he will be able to use the power of the ancestors of the Silver Hooks. A Three Tribulations Ghost King was suppressed.
"boom!"
A strong overcast wind blew in from the outside, carrying a huge force that made people tremble, as if there was an iceberg, hitting Feng Feiyun and the two of them, knocking them both flying, and falling back to the ancestral house. among.
"Oops, there's a second ghost king of three tribulations. Damn, you Silver Hooks are deliberately raising ghosts?" Feng Feiyun's chest was in severe pain, blood was rolling down, and the flesh was blurred. The other party's cultivation was too high high.
Dongfang Jingyue was not feeling well either, her white clothes were stained with blood, her fragrant sweat was dripping, her injuries were more severe than Feng Feiyun, her delicate body was trembling, and her legs were almost unsteady.
She is a woman after all, and her physical strength cannot be compared with Feng Feiyun.
"It's really bad luck. Every time I see you, I'm bound to encounter bad luck." Feng Feiyun spit on the ground, full of blood foam, stinging in his mouth, as if it was wrapped in countless blades, although he said so He still carried Dongfang Jingyue directly on his shoulders, and then quickly flashed towards the ancestral house.
Dongfang Jingyue's cultivation base is also extremely high among the younger generation, unfathomable, and probably still above Feng Feiyun, but it is far from being a giant's opponent. It is not like Feng Feiyun's attack from the giant-level Three Tribulations Ghost King. The physique is so abnormal, it can be hard to resist.
She has been severely injured, and the spiritual energy in her body is difficult to condense. If Feng Feiyun hadn't carried her away, she could only stand there and wait to die.
Although she was very unhappy with Feng Feiyun's words, she couldn't refute it. The first time she met Feng Feiyun, she directly chased Feng Feiyun for thousands of miles.
The second time he met Feng Feiyun, he was attacked by a corpse evil and broke into the ancient underground temple, making Feng Feiyun almost die at the hands of the witch.
The third time he met Feng Feiyun, Feng Feiyun was expelled from the Feng family and besieged by the strong Feng family.
The fourth time I met Feng Feiyun, it was in a ghost village outside the capital of the gods. I encountered the murder of the ghost village, and Feng Feiyun almost died unexpectedly.
The fifth time I met Feng Feiyun, Nima, in the base camp of the Silver Hook Clan, could be attacked by the ghost king. Couldn't Feng Feiyun think that she was a disaster in his life
Every time I see Dongfang Jingyue, I am bound to have bad luck.
Dongfang Jingyue was lying on Feng Feiyun's back, with a bit of a smile in her eyes, especially charming and intoxicating, and said: "It's obviously your own plague spirit possessed, but you want to blame me, I haven't blamed you for the mildew. Luck brought it to me. Hey, Feng Da idiot, why did you run into the ancestral house, isn't this just throwing yourself into the net?"
There was a strange sound in the surrounding yin and hunting, and it was horrifying to hear, as if a group of ghosts were crying.
The further into the ancestral house, the more obvious the sound.
This is a real haunted house, and I don't know how many ghost kings stay in it, as if they want to eat people alive.
Feng Feiyun's eyes were solemn, and he said solemnly: "There is a ghost king of three tribulations on the periphery of the ancestral house. We can't escape at all. Now our only way to survive is to escape back to the room with the ancient paintings."
"When you say that, I understand. When we were in that room, those ghosts didn't dare to go in at all, which means that there must be something that makes them taboo." Dongfang Jingyue's bright eyes flashed, and she figured it out. Feng Feiyun's intention.
Suddenly, a gloomy wind came from behind, very biting and chilling.
Feng Feiyun raised his brows and shouted, "Hold on to me."
After saying this, Feng Feiyun let go of Dongfang Jingyue with both hands, his fingers made a seal, and he played a small magic trick. , was beaten to the core.
Physical attacks are ineffective against ghosts, but treasure hunters know how to restrain ghosts. Xiaoyanshu is the prototype of one of the eight "big evolution" techniques, which can restrain ghosts.
"Damn, you really hit the ghost's nest. Those giants of your Silver Hook Valve don't usually come to see the ancestral house?" After Feng Feiyun killed the four ghosts in a row, he was finally a little furious.
Dongfang Jingyue's pair of white jade-like arms tightly hugged Feng Feiyun's neck, and her soft body was attached to his back, looking very light and calm, and said without delay: " The ancestral house is a forbidden place, and no one can enter except the lord or the person who holds the token of the lord. When I was a child, I was able to enter the ancestral house once, and that was because I was somewhat similar to the statues by the Jinhe River. That's why they were brought to the ancestral house by the lord. Others, including my brother, have never entered the ancestral house."
Feng Feiyun had seen her appearance and knew that she looked exactly the same as the statue by the Jin River, so she did not hide it from Feng Feiyun, and there was no need to hide it.
According to what she said, not many people can enter the ancestral house, and none of them have practiced treasure hunting. If those ghosts and evil spirits deliberately hide, even if the cultivation base of the silver hook valve owner is sky-high, they may not be able to find it.
A person of the level of the Silver Hook Valve Lord, with huge blood and strong cultivation, if he came to the ancestral house, these ghosts and evil spirits can only be hidden, but Feng Feiyun and Dongfang Jingyue are both juniors of the younger generation, let these ghosts Xie rushed out without any hesitation, as if to eat their flesh and blood.
"boom!"
A terrifying and boundless cold surging, with a chilling ghost smile, was a Three Tribulations Ghost King rushing over.
The power of the Three Tribulations Ghost King could not be resisted. Feng Feiyun was hit by its power and his blood was condensed. He suffered two blows from the Three Tribulations Ghost King in a row. He resisted and finally rushed into the ancestral house at the last moment. , fell to the ground.
"Ow!"
It was like a thousand ghosts were roaring, and it could scare the faint-hearted to death.
But these ghosts did not dare to rush into the ancestral house, as if they were afraid of some kind of power.
Feng Feiyun endured the severe pain on his body, sat up, took out the spiritual core, put it in the palm of his hand, and began to adjust his breath to heal his wounds. He was not affected by the evil spirits outside at all.
Dongfang Jingyue was also injured, but not as badly as Feng Feiyun. In addition to the first attack, Feng Feiyun helped her block the two attacks of the Ghost King of the Three Tribulations and carried it down alone. She wasn't hurt.
Dongfang Jingyue's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance, and she looked at Feng Feiyun a little more, and then she took out two spirit stones, put them in the palm of her hand, and began to recover.
After half an hour, the injuries on Feng Feiyun's body were mostly healed, and the cracked flesh and blood on his body began to heal, and his recovery was uneven.
"Feng Da idiot, yes! You have been hit three times by a giant-level powerhouse in a row, but you still haven't died. I'm afraid you are the only one in the younger generation who has such a strong physique." Below the ancient paintings, there is a beauty like poetry.
Feng Feiyun stared at her obsessively, and his pupils began to dilate. In his mind just now, there was an illusion that Dongfang Jingyue seemed to come out of the ancient painting behind her. The feeling is getting stronger and stronger, because Dongfang Jingyue and the ancient painting behind her are so blending together, as if they were originally one.
In Feng Feiyun's mind, he recalled what Dongfang Jingyue had said, "The ancestral house is a forbidden place, and no one can come in except the valve owner, perhaps those who hold the valve owner token. When I was a child, I could When I entered the ancestral house once, it was because I was somewhat similar to the statues by the Jinhe River, so I was brought to the ancestral house by the lord."
Dongfang Jingyue's appearance must have been very different when she was a child and now. How could it be possible to see that she and Jinhe became godlike at that time
You must know that only the owner of the ancestral house can enter. How could Dongfang Jingyue come here when she was a child? And in her memory, she still had a vague impression of the ancient paintings on the wall alone.
Feng Feiyun once again glanced at Dongfang Jingyue, who was standing next to the ancient painting. A terrible thought emerged in Feng Feiyun's mind.
"Could it be... Could it be... Dongfang Jingyue is not a child of the Silver Hook Clan at all, but came out of that ancient painting... So when she was a child, she had an ignorant impression of this ancient painting? The Silver Hook Clan Master concealed it. fact?"
Although this is just Feng Feiyun's personal speculation, it is probably not true, but it still makes his heart unable to calm down, like a river overturned.
"What are you looking at?" Dongfang Jingyue's beautiful eyes blinked, and the white gauze on her face lifted from the breeze, revealing a fairy-like face like Shuiyueting. The two were exactly the same.
At this moment, the shock in Feng Feiyun's eyes was even stronger, and the eyeballs were about to pop out of his eyelids.
The ancient painting behind Dongfang Jingyue swayed a circle of ripples. In one corner of the ancient painting, the light in the Jinhe Goddess Temple that was sketched actually bloomed with dazzling brilliance, pulling the Dongfang Mirror. Yue's body seemed to stretch out an invisible hand in an ancient painting, pulling her inside.
Dongfang Jingyue actually flew into the ancient painting, and Feng Feiyun rushed over.