Imperial Legend of the Ghosts

"Yeah!" Xie Feng drew a crack in the midair, and Guan Heng stepped out of the space tunnel and returned to the spirit realm.

At this moment, he felt that the amount of aura around him was still declining. Looking around, the mountains and lakes were lying on the ground, the dying beasts, even the trees and plants were scratching their heads and brains, and they withered immediately.

"Well, it's about 100,000, but ... eh ?!"

Suddenly, Guan Heng noticed that he was on the summit of Tu Nan Mountain, but he didn't feel the breath of his old friend "Gu Ling Ba Long". He felt something wrong, so he shouted loudly, "Ba Long, where are you?"

"It's weird." Even after shouting several times, no one responded. Guan Heng waved immediately: "Seven ghosts, you go to check quickly, maybe something happened to the dragon."

"Oh!" It was late, and then, the ghosts scattered away immediately. The hunter next to him asked, "Guan Heng, what happened to the 'little guy' you carried? When you passed the space tunnel, it was already in a drowsiness. Why didn't you wake up?"

"You say it?" Guan Heng took out the sleeping black rattan boy from his arms, because An Yan was reluctant to leave each other when he left the ancient spirit realm, and Guan Heng let the boy use a black aura full of aura to become The avatar was left to An Yan, but this little guy fell asleep because of excessive consumption.

"Hey, wake up, wake up quickly!" Guan Heng flicked the boy's brain with his fingers. Who knew that the other party still didn't respond, he could not help but sink his face: "Waste, you can't hold on to this aura, So what do I keep you doing? It's better to burn it as firewood! "

Having said that, Guan Hengzhan opened his palm and whispered, "Zi Yan, gather!"

"Don't do it, don't do it, I'm awake." Seeing that the other party was angry, the black boy hurriedly got up and called out, "Master Guan, forgive me, please see that I have no credit for hard work, Do not kill me!"

"Stupid thing, who said it's going to kill you?" Guan Heng was so angry that he just wanted to continue his two sentences, but in such a time, there was a whistling sound from the dense forest on the mountainside on the left: "Woohoo-- "

"Is it? It seems to have been found." Guan Heng let the black rattan boy lie on his shoulders, and immediately took the hunting cricket to check the situation. When he ran there, he saw a group of ghosts around the ground The lying Guling Balong screamed.

"Old man, you are ..." Guan Heng stepped forward and took a few glances, and immediately found out that this was the state of the opponent's aura exhausted to the limit. He quickly held down the body of the ancient spirit dragon, and transmitted the pure energy to him. Got each other.

"Uh ..." After a few breaths, Balong moaned, and then slowly opened his eyes. Guan Heng said, "Well, it's all right."

"Guanheng?" Balong whispered: "Ha, I didn't expect it, and you were rescued again. This **** aura is withered. It's too serious." "How did you do this?"

"Hi, since the atmosphere in the spirit world has weakened, the entire flora and fauna of the Tulane Mountain has also been seeded, so I can only continue to release my aura and maintain the vitality for the woods and herds. For a moment, I did not expect After too much effort, he passed out. "

Guling Balong said a little embarrassed, "I also blame myself for not being able to control myself, hehe."

"It's okay, I'm ready to solve the problem of aura attenuation this time when I come back." Guan Hengdao said: "Since you are all right, then I will leave. After all, I have to rush back to the Lingwang Hall."

"Okay, I have to go to the woods to inspect it." Ba Long and Guan Heng and Li Xun broke up after breaking up.

At this moment, Hunting owl said, "I'll take off first, summon the gale, and let it carry you back to the temple."

"Oh!" When the voice was gone, the hunting owl had soared dozens of feet, followed by a loud roar: "Oh-"

"Woohoo-Woohoo!" Between the electric light and flint, the neighbouring airspace suddenly heard the hiss of a giant bird, and then the behemoth had flapped its wings and fluttered, and it called out: "Off Horizontal, you guys are finally back! "

At the moment when the other party swept through the air, Guan Heng had already jumped up the stairs with the help of the hunting golden net, and fell on the back of the wind. He asked, "Why, is the situation in the spiritual world changing? More serious? "

"Yes, it's serious enough that even our nine beasts have been affected."

The gale dragged him towards the Spirit King Hall, and then said, "Except for me, the other eight brothers are already weak on their feet. If I hadn't remembered, I would have to take you back to the Hall. In one breath, I guess I can't even fan my wings. "

"Hahaha, it's really hard for you." Guan Heng said, reaching out and gently rubbing the fur on the neck of the other side, and poured a large amount of pure aura into the wind, he immediately felt a hundredfold spirit and suddenly hissed: "Shuang what--"

"Since it's cool, don't hurry to fly yet?" Guan Heng sat on his back on the knees of each other, he said, "I need to see everyone quickly and see Qinghuang's condition."

"Okay." Gale had just lost her aura, so she didn't do her best to fly. At this time, her vibrating wings disappeared immediately.

...

On the other side, somewhere in the mountains not far from the Lingwang Hall.

"Oh!" It was late and fast, and several sharp claws easily tore open the gap in the space, and then hundreds of monsters rushed out.

"Well? Where is this place?" The guy headed was a stout sturdy, two-foot-tall black armor warrior. It looked similar to the **** demon tribe killed by Guan Heng in the space tunnel. .

This man was terrible, with fangs and a large bald head. He snorted and said, "The patriarch seems to have said that the guy who killed the young patriarch planted the" mark of the blood demon trace ", right? "

"Yes." Next to the bald samurai warrior was a long, thin man. He was wearing no black armor and wearing only a black robe, but the dangerous breath radiated from his body was a bit more fierce than that of the warrior.

"I think there are some powerful guys here, but once the patriarch arrives, he can definitely kill them."

The slender man in black robe smiled strangely: "Killing the young patriarch has left a lot of breath in this world. It seems that he lives here. Let's go to the city with the most indigenous people first and wash the blood there. How can you live through the addiction of slaughtering creatures? What do you think? "

"Well said, we have been under the Patriarch for many years. In which space did we go to kill the aborigines? What's more, this time involved the death of the Patriarch, blood feuds, which must be cleaned with blood!"

The bald warrior yanked out the huge jagged blade of wolf teeth behind him, then he shouted in the direction of the distant spirit king hall: "It's there, kill me!"

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