National Destiny: Bound God-level luck to create the strongest sect

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"Good guy, God Su is God Su, that's why he's so different. If it were an ordinary person, it would probably be dead. If it were God Su, it would be like opening a golden finger. All the way from small monsters to elite monsters. Go to the boss again."

"Good guy, what you described upstairs is too accurate. Isn't the golden light of these merits just experience, die of laughter."

"Look at those two ghosts, they are so frightened that they instantly become rebellious."

"Daozhang, this is the place, this is the place where the ghost king sleeps."

The third brother pointed to an unremarkable graveyard and said.

Su Ming looked at the small grave mound, which was almost five meters high, and fell silent.

What is this?Just point to a small grave and tell me that this is the sleeping place of the ghost king, are you fooling me?Isn't the place where the ghost king sleeps in a very majestic coffin that is full of gloom?
Su Ming thinks that if it is the ghost king, there should be some kind of Nine Dragons or Yinlongs. It is so spectacular.

That's it?That's it?Just sleeping in such a small haystack?

The two ghosts looked at Su Ming's silent face, thinking that he didn't believe that this place was the ghost king's habitat, and said quickly:

"Master Daoist, I didn't lie to you. I swear to you. If I lied to you, I would die. This is what the ghost king himself said. The truth is only plain and simple, and happiness is the result of simplicity."

"If his sleeping place is particularly grand, any fool will know that this place must be unusual, so he has been sleeping in this ordinary little haystack for such a long time, and no one has discovered it at all."

Su Ming nodded to express his understanding. He is obscene and developed, and he understands it.

It's a pity that he ran into him, maybe he can really become a ghost.

"Okay, thank you for leading the way. As a reward, I will send you on the road. Don't worry, the absolute top service."

The two ghosts were stunned after hearing this.

Fuck, fuck, you little hot chicken, you can't afford it, you play us, you still don't talk about martial arts.

Can't help screaming, the two ghosts immediately dispersed frantically, trying to escape.

The golden wheel of light behind Su Ming immediately appeared, shooting out a burst of golden light.

Zizizi!
The Duhua golden light hit the two ghosts directly, and in the blink of an eye, the expressions of the two became kind, as if they had realized something, and after thanking Su Ming, they dissipated and went to reincarnation.

Two golden rays of merit entered into Su Ming's body.

Basically, all the ghost king's subordinates were wiped out by him, and now only the ghost king is left.

He slapped it directly with his palm, making a big hole in the small grass pile in front of him.

Inside lay a very small wooden gourd.

"Huh, Soul Cultivation Wood?"

He recognized at a glance that this wooden gourd was made of soul-nourishing wood, one of the three great sacred trees. Although it was only a hundred years old, it also had the effect of nourishing souls.

It seems that the ghost is not lying, the ghost king should be hiding in this soul-nourishing gourd.

He directly raised the light of transformation and shone on the gourd. Suddenly billowing black smoke came out of the gourd, and a mournful cry came from inside:

"Which bastard is it, dare to come to Lao Tzu's site to make trouble, I'm getting impatient!"

Roar!
There was a loud shout.

The next moment, the wooden gourd shattered.

In an instant, the entire Zanhe ancient tomb was trembling, and a monstrous ghostly aura permeated the sky. The day, which had been slightly glowing and approaching dawn, suddenly returned to night.

"Who is it? I've disturbed my sleep, I'm going to tear you to pieces!"

A deafening sound sounded, the ghost king woke up from his deep sleep, and a stream of resentment appeared around Su Ming and the others.

At this moment, the situation changed, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and black clouds covered thousands of miles.

At the moment when the ghost king was born, in an ancient temple.

An old monk suddenly opened his eyes, and behind him, there was also a golden wheel of light, but this golden wheel of light was not as dazzling as Su Ming's, and it was slightly smaller than Su Ming's. Somewhat dim.

At this moment, the old monk's eyes were full of horror and shock:
"This, er, er, the ghost king is born, it seems that life will be ruined again."

"No, the ghost king is born, I can't sit idly by, I must stop it!"

He muttered to himself, stood up while talking, took out the magic weapon that he carried with him, and disappeared immediately, probably walking towards the direction of the Zanhe Ancient Tomb.

Not only this old monk, but also several other Taoist temples and temples, a few people walked out, with ugly faces, and set off for the Zanhe Ancient Tomb.

"I'll go, this ghost king, even though he was seriously injured, still has the cultivation base of killing the soul. It's over now. I don't know if Su Ming can deal with it."

Ying Xiong's face was very ugly, and he was very scared in his heart. He was so young, he couldn't die in this place, and now he could only pin his hopes on Su Ming.

"Brother Su, our lives are in your hands, you must hold on."

Ying Xiong changed his bad attitude before, and said pleadingly to Su Ming.

"Don't worry, Brother Su is on the move, this ghost king is a fart, he can be killed with just one finger."

"Yeah, yeah, to deal with this ghost king, the master will take every minute!"

Hearing these people flattering Su Ming frantically, the ghost king became furious:
"Huh? Look at the way you are full of confidence. This man is only at the alchemy stage. I can kill him with a single finger. You put your hopes on him, why don't you give your hopes to me? How about you guys?" If you become my ghost slave, I can consider letting you go."

"Bah, it's just you? You're not even worthy to lift Brother Su's shoes!"

Fang Liuxi rolled his eyes at him directly.

"Heh, I really don't know where you got your confidence, that's it? Any of my four ghost generals can kill him, and we'll see if you're still crazy."

He frowned. He didn't know if this group of people had brain problems or something. When anyone saw him, he either froze in fright, knelt down and begged for mercy, or resisted desperately and was slapped to death by him.

It was the first time I saw him so arrogant.

"Where are the four generals! Come out quickly, and wipe out this group of mentally handicapped people for me."

He called his four ghost generals through voice transmission, the first ghost general Sun Wenya, the second ghost general Ge Tian, ​​the third ghost general Nie Yin, and the fourth ghost general Wang Sheng.

But after calling for a long time, there was no response at all.

He was so angry that his eyes were about to burst into flames.

Seeing the aggrieved expression of the ghost king, Su Ming and others almost laughed silly:
"Scream, don't you want to shake people, shake, why don't you shake?"

"Let me tell you, your four great ghost generals were given to Brother Su to be reincarnated, so save yourself some trouble."

The ghost king's first reaction was disbelief: "Impossible, just rely on you little rookies, I'll take care of them later, if that's the case, then let me take care of you!"

After finishing speaking, without giving them a chance to react, they were immediately enveloped in a ghostly aura, wanting to pat Su Ming and others into meatloaf with one palm.