He fully understands the power of the best immortal puppets.

He, Qin Xiao, and a fourth-level alien beast can only use attrition warfare and wheel warfare to grind away little by little.

Qin Xiao snorted coldly: "It's not because we have almost exhausted the energy of the immortal dolls, so these three people took advantage of it."

The King of Red Shang Ghosts said: "Stop nagging, hurry up and look for him. As long as I am here, he has extraordinary abilities and is no match for us."

When he thought that Lu Chenzhou was still Wang Changming's disciple, the Ghost King became even more agitated and wanted to seize him immediately.

It couldn't wait to see how Wang Changming would react when he found out that his beloved disciple had turned into a ghost.

As the ghost king, it likes to deal with these so-called incomparable physical beings. It has many means to kill them.

Not to mention, there are four Four Realms on their side.

The advantage is mine!

The next day.

Dawn breaks.

The third floor is a treasure land with beautiful mountains and clear waters and lingering fairy spirit.

There is a silver waterfall hanging down, like an immortal drinking wine, bold and unrestrained.

After the waterfall, there is no cave, but it is a cave dug out of the rock wall.

Lu Chenzhou was sitting behind the waterfall, a jade bottle appeared in his hand, with a drop of emerald green liquid in it.

Within the liquid, a small beast can be vaguely seen galloping between heaven and earth.

"I didn't expect that I could find such treasures in any retreat place."

[Chenghuang Liquid], an earthly treasure, is rumored to be related to [Chenghuang], a god in the wilderness.

Ancient ancestors recorded: Chenghuang, which looks like a fox with horns on its back, has a lifespan of three thousand years.

Chenghuang is in charge of longevity and is also called [Shou Xingjun].
Chapter completed!