"Master, according to the tomb robbers, the entrance of the ancient tomb is guarded by the Ghost King. Now, there are so many malicious ghosts nearby. It seems that we are getting closer and closer to the ancient tomb.”
"Francolin Whistle, let's not worry about this for now. We'll figure out where the ancient tomb is after we finish off these malicious ghosts.”
"Yes, Master."
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Looking in the direction of the voice, a thin young man in a Taoist robe with a cold expression was waving an umbrella magical treasure in his hand and fighting with a few malicious ghosts.
One move after another.
It was enough to show the other party's rich fighting experience.
Surprisingly, there were two mirror pistols at his waist.
Beside the young man was a white-haired monk with a body full of killing intent. His aged face revealed a kind and approachable look.
At this moment, the old monk was holding a string of Buddhist beads and working together with the young man to agitate the dozens of malicious ghosts nearby.
This old monk was one of the four great sect graverobbers, the Gold-looting Commandant, Elder Liaochen.
The young man was Elder Liaochen's disciple, Zhe Gushao. He belonged to the Mountain-moving Daoist.
They came to the depths of the Crying Ghost Ridge for the ancient tomb.
Francolin Whistle held a soul-suppressing magical artifact, the Vajra Umbrella, in his right hand, and a Taoist talisman in his left hand. He was fighting with a few malicious ghosts.
Vajra Umbrella!
The blood that came into contact with him was immediately blessed, flashing with a golden light.
The malicious ghost could not get close.
Anyone who was injured by the Vajra Umbrella and let out a miserable cry, before the malicious ghost could react, would immediately stick the talisman on the malicious ghost's body and be instantly sucked into the talisman.
No matter how hard the malicious ghost struggled, it could not break free.
Simple.
He was straightforward.
Neat.
There was no sloppiness in the entire process.
Soon, the malicious ghosts surrounding Francolin Whistle were all dealt with.
When Zhe Gushao turned to look at his master, Elder Liaochen had also finished dealing with the remaining malicious ghosts and trapped them in his monastic robe.
At this moment, the kasaya worn by Elder Liaochen was bulging. Bright Eyes saw the kasaya rolling violently and letting out a miserable cry.
"Old Bald Donkey, let us out quickly. Later, the Ghost King will come and make sure you die without a burial place.”
"Roar…Roar…Quickly let us out. Otherwise, we won't spare you. We'll definitely make you become the vengeful souls of the Weeping Ghost Ridge.”
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In response, Elder Liaochen pressed his palms together and said," Amitabha. As malicious ghosts, you have committed evil deeds here. After This Penniless Monk leaves, I will definitely ferret you away and help you ascend to bliss as soon as possible.”
As he spoke, he made a Buddhist incantation with one hand. A golden swastika suddenly appeared and attached itself to the kasaya.
Instantly, the malicious ghost inside the kasaya quieted down.
At this moment, Zhe Gushao took out the talisman used to seal the malicious ghosts." Master, what happened to these malicious ghosts?”
"After we settle this matter, let's go out and ferry them together.”Elder Liaochen said softly.
Upon hearing this, Zhe Gushao lowered his head and said," Alright, we'll follow Master's words. Master, from what the malicious ghost said just now, it seems that the Crying Ridge Ghost King is indeed nearby. We'd better be careful.”
The Crying Ridge Ghost King's roar was like a cry. It also appeared in the Crying Ghost Ridge, so it was called the Crying Ridge Ghost King.
When they learned that a Ghost King had appeared here, the Taoist priests and mages who were responsible for killing demons and devils rushed over, wanting to get rid of this Crying Ridge Ghost King.
After several Taoist priests joined forces to severely injure the Crying Ridge Ghost King, the Crying Ridge Ghost King actually fled into an ancient tomb, and they chased after him closely.
Upon entering the ancient tomb, he saw many gold, silver, jewels, and ancient secret techniques.
Therefore, greed rose in his heart.
They would fight for the treasures and secret techniques.
In their understanding, since there were so many treasures in the ancient tomb, there must be a shocking treasure hidden in the depths of the ancient tomb.
Therefore, after a discussion, the Taoist priests joined hands and entered the depths of the ancient tomb.
However, who would have thought that just as he reached the depths of the ancient tomb and before he could open the door to the ancient tomb, his body seemed to have suffered some kind of curse and gradually began to rot.
In the blink of an eye, it rotted into a pile of white bones.
Some of them even had long fur all over their bodies, and their eyes were bloodshot. They lost their rationality and started to fight their teammates wantonly.
In the end, only one Taoist priest escaped from the tomb and told him what he had seen and heard in the tomb.
However, after the Taoist priest finished speaking, the sun gradually rose. Under the light of the sun, he instantly turned into ashes.
Such a strange matter, as well as the shocking discovery of an ancient tomb in the Weeping Ghost Ridge, quickly spread to the ears of various factions.
Some forces were afraid of the Weeping Ghost Ridge and didn't dare to go there. Some sent out cannon fodder to probe.
Because of this, groups of grave robbers often appeared in the Crying Ghost Ridge, but no major factions came.
Elder Liaochen nodded." The Crying Ridge Ghost King knows the location of the ancient tomb. As long as we injure him, he will definitely lead us to the ancient tomb.”
As soon as he said this, he immediately received a nod from Zhe Gushao." Master is right, and I think so too. But Master, with our strength, if we injure the Ghost King, we'll need to use some methods.”
As he spoke, a hint of worry appeared on his handsome face.
Ghost King?
This was a ferocious thing.
He was only at the third level of the Qi Gathering Realm, so it was more than enough for him to deal with malicious ghosts.
His master, Elder Liaochen, was in the early stage of the Yuan Condensation Realm. He was strong enough to fight against the Ghost King, but he was able to severely injure the Ghost King without killing him.
This would indeed require a lot of effort.
He knew very well that he wouldn't be of much help in dealing with the Ghost King. He could only rely on his master.
Little did he know that after he finished speaking, Elder Chen smiled slightly and put his palms together." You're wrong. It's not the two of us, but the three of us.”
"What is it? Three?"
Francolin Whistle was dumbfounded.
Before he could react, Elder Liaochen turned around and said," Patron, you've been here for so long? Why don't you show yourself and talk?"
Pa, pa, pa…
Pa, pa, pa…
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of applause and Qin Lan's laughter suddenly rang out in the arena." Elder Liaochen, you're indeed impressive.”
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