"Living?"

When Yang Mucheng looked at the other party, this woman was also looking at Yang Mucheng.

When she felt Yang Mucheng's surging qi and blood, Yang Mucheng could feel a trace of unconcealable heat and envy in the other party's eyes.

"It's been a long time since anyone has been able to get into this killing game!"

Between words.

The woman sitting on the back of the bone dragon slowly stood up, and it was only then that Yang Mucheng realized that there was nothing under the other party's knees. And this beautiful, petite girl is also a ghost clan, a great ghost king in the Shinto realm!

Yang Mucheng didn't speak.

He knew that the other party was not good.

Now we can only see the moves, so as to respond to all changes.

"Why do you want to devour the sinister aura in the ancient tomb?"

The woman stared at Yang Mucheng quietly.

The other party has the appearance of a girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old, but she is sassy and heroic, with a proud posture that even a man is ashamed of. At the same time, he has the beauty of the country and the city, and his hair is like a cloud. Perhaps because of being a ghost, the girl's face was a little more arrogant and cold.

"Cultivate!"

Yang Mucheng replied very honestly.

"Then do you know that for us, the yin qi of the entire ancient tomb is the basis for our foothold, if you absorb it all, what should we do?"

Ah Xiannu sneered and looked at Yang Mucheng.

Axiannu was the first group of tomb explorers to break into the ancient tombs, and as early as tens of thousands of years ago, he already had a cultivation that surpassed half-step nirvana. It's a pity that no matter how high her cultivation is, there is no way to escape after entering this killing situation, and finally she transformed herself into a ghost clan with the yin aura in the ancient tomb.

For the ghost clan, the most important thing is naturally the yin and evil qi. Without the nourishment of yin and evil qi, no matter how high the strength is, the cultivation of a body will gradually recede, and finally become an unconscious lonely ghost and a wild ghost.

"These yin qi have been absorbed by me and have been transformed into a part of my cultivation, what do you want me to do?"

Yang Mucheng asked with a smile.

If he eats something, he has no possibility of spitting it out.

"It's very simple...... "Ah Xiannu stared at Yang Mucheng and said, "The martial artist absorbs the aura of heaven and earth and cultivates, and after death, he cultivates and returns to heaven and earth." After killing you, not only will the yin qi you previously absorb come back, but even your cultivation will also turn into yin and evil qi, making this place even richer!"

Yang Mucheng stared at Ah Xiannu with a strange face.

"What are you looking at me for?" Yang Mucheng's gaze made Ah Xiannu show a hint of surprise.

"With such a high level of cultivation, are you willing to be trapped here and become a lonely ghost forever?" asked Yang Mucheng. "If you are willing to follow me, I can take you out and take you out of here......"

As soon as he said this, countless ghosts around him suddenly rioted.

After all.

No one wants to be trapped in one place for eternity, imprisoned like a prison.

"Why should I believe you?" Ah Xiannu looked at Yang Mucheng.

"I have a piece of the Ghost Clan's treasure, as long as you go in, I will be able to take you all out......" Yang Mucheng raised the order in his hand.

Yang Mucheng did not lie.

The moment order does also have the role of bearing, and it can accommodate the ghost clan. However, once he entered the Moment Order, whether these ghost clans lived or died completely depended on his thoughts. As long as he is willing, whether it is as small as those rat-like ghost clans or Ah Xiannu, they will instantly become the nourishment devoured by Zhao Qianyang.

If he can devour so many ghost clans, Zhao Qianyang's cultivation is afraid that he will be able to reach above the Divine Dao realm at one time, right?

"Hahaha......"

Just when Yang Mucheng was still secretly making a small calculation, Ah Xiannu's laughter interrupted his thoughts. "Do you think we are all idiots? The magic weapon in your hand does have a very powerful yin and evil aura, but how can this magic weapon that can contain the ghost clan not have the slightest restriction on the ghost clan?"

Ah Xiannu sneered at Yang Mucheng and said, "When we enter the token, we will inevitably be banned by you, although we have escaped from this ancient tomb, we have become your slaves." Am I right?"

After a pause, Axiannu continued: "Besides, why should I listen to you, if I kill you, wouldn't it be better to take that token and study it myself?"

Yang Mucheng was stunned for a while.

Really.

The other party is so clever that he can actually see through Yang Mucheng's calculations.

"That's it, I originally planned to save some effort, after all, there are so many ghost clans of you, and it will be very difficult for me to deal with them. Yang Mucheng shook his head: "Since this is the case, then you can only move the real thing." ”

Ah Xiannu looked at Yang Mucheng with a smile and said, "It's a matter of life and death for everyone, it's impossible for me not to be cautious." With your qualifications and talents, you must be able to transform into a ghost clan after death. It's the first time I've said so much to a living person since I've been locked up in this space, and it's a pity that you'll be dead in a moment!"

Her face suddenly turned cold, and she pointed forward.

In a flash.

Those Infinite Bone Clan and Ghost Clan who were standing behind her quickly rushed towards Yang Mucheng on the mountain of corpses. The white expanse of white bones, like a churning white bone wave, in a shocking whistling sound, flapped in an instant.

Zhao Qianyang let out a roar and took a step forward quickly.

"Whew!"

With a wave of his palm, the scaly claws brought a whistling black wind, and in an instant, it was already swept out with great speed. A bone clan was directly shot to pieces, and suddenly a skeleton churned, and a large bone rain seemed to fall in the sky. Even the ghosts who rushed in front were beaten to pieces, but they recovered immediately.

Yang Mucheng didn't interfere, just watched quietly.

He found.

These ghost clans and bone clans seem to have been trained by Axian Nu like an army. All the attacks and retreats are very clear.

"Woo~"

Suddenly, a gust of wind sounded.

I saw a vicious dog with three heads, its limbs slashing on the ground, and while grabbing out the deep pit, it quickly flew towards Zhao Qianyang. Zhao Qianyang reacted quickly, and immediately slapped it, smashing the head in it.

But the Yuan Infant of this vicious dog was actually hidden on the rightmost head, this slap only made its body tremble, and then it swept unabated, and rushed to Zhao Qianyang's body with a roar, and the two sharp mouths full of fangs bit it directly, making it unable to move.

If it were other martial artists, they must have been completely bitten by this ferocious blow. But Zhao Qianyang is a ghost clan, and he has a moment to protect his body, so he will not die so easily.

Whew, whew!

There was a burst of rapid churning, and countless three-headed vicious dogs flew over quickly, biting Zhao Qianyang's body with sharp fangs. A body of hard scales, directly bitten by these vicious dogs, 'clicked', sparks shot in all directions.

Seeing this scene, Yang Mucheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he ordered Zhao Qianyang to take Zhao Qianyang back.

"Pak~"

The three vicious dogs, who had no target, smashed to the ground one after another.

After a short period of stunned thought, the rest of the bone clan and ghosts set their eyes on Yang Mucheng, who was standing on the mountain of corpses!