As the ghosts and shadows emerged from the black flags and rushed towards the young Taoist priest, his face gradually became ugly.

The young Taoist priest thought that with his cultivation at the seventh level of Qi refining, the Golden Zhu Flying Sword in his hand and the two low-grade intermediate fire python charms given by his master before, he would be safe this time. But he didn't expect that he was just going.

How could an ordinary sect in the secular world encounter such a ruthless and cruel evil monk?

He deliberately urged the flying sword to kill the ghosts in the sky, but the golden stream of light transformed by the flying sword was tightly entangled by the insect corpse and could not be taken back.

In just one cup of tea, more than half of the spiritual power in his body has been consumed, but the ghosts in the Hundred Ghost Banners seem to be endless. If this continues, once the spiritual power is exhausted, the consequences will be disastrous.

Hu Yizhi and Lin Fengzhi were holding long swords to protect the disciples behind them. The long swords in their hands often had to be slashed several times to annihilate the ghosts that rushed towards them.

Fortunately, most of the ghost figures pounced on the young Taoist priests under the driving force of the young men in black robes, so a few fish that slipped through the net did not pose much of a threat to a few people for a while.

As soon as the Hyakki Banner came out, everyone on the field was in a panic and caught off guard.

But the young man in black robes in the golden light shield suddenly shook his head at this moment, and said in a pityful tone, "It's a pity that I, the ghost king among the Hundred Ghost Banners, have not yet fully developed, otherwise the power must be more than this."

Then he tangled his hands and cast several spells on the black flag floating in the air.

I saw that the dense ghost energy on the black flag suddenly surged violently, and a black vortex formed by the gathering of ghost energy gradually took shape. A huge cyan ghost claw protruded from the center of the vortex. On top of the ferocious ghost claw, five black whirlpools appeared.

The sharp nails gleamed.

When the young Taoist priest saw this, his expression suddenly changed. He immediately took out another talisman from his arms and threw it into the air without hesitation.

The yellow talisman turned into a flaming python about three feet long in the air. The flaming python circled above everyone's heads, annihilating hundreds of ghosts wherever it passed.

The originally huge body of the fire python was reduced to less than two feet under the erosion of so much ghost energy. It turned around with its head and tail wagging, and then rushed towards the vortex on the black flag.

At this time, the Ghost King conceived by Hyakki Banner had just stretched out half of his arm from the black vortex. Before it could lean out, the flame python rushed in front of Black Banner and suddenly collided with the black vortex.

With a loud bang, the flame python dispersed in response, and the ghost energy was stirring on the black flag, and there was a faint tendency of collapse. The ghost king's arm was also scorched black, and there was a burst of energy from the dissipating vortex.

A roar of unwillingness.

When the young man in black robe saw that Hyakki Banner had suffered such severe damage, his always fearless expression suddenly changed. He quickly put his right index finger to his mouth and bit it hard, then stretched out his hand to draw a strange symbol in the air, and there was a bright red light.

A bloody talisman appeared out of the sky and hit the crumbling Hyakki Banner.

With the appearance of the blood runes, the handsome face of the young man in black robes instantly aged, his black hair turned gray, and he seemed to have aged thirty or forty years all of a sudden.

It stands to reason that a companion has aged dozens of years in an instant, and a normal person would be shocked when encountering such a thing. However, the woman in red behind the young man in black seems to be used to it, and there is no strange color on her face.

The ghost energy that was constantly dissipating on the Hundred Ghost Flags suddenly condensed and stopped abruptly.

In the ghost mist vortex, a thick ghost claw suddenly stretched out, and two ghost claws were seen grabbing the inner edge of the vortex with force.

A piercing scream sounded in everyone's ears, and the vortex was torn open by the ghost claws. A green ghost figure with black ghost energy rising from his body immediately jumped out of the broken vortex.

The King of Ghosts in the Hundred Demon Banners is out!

Hu Yizhi immediately made a seal with his hands, and a red fireball roared towards the huge ghost king.

Liu Xiaolu, who was protected by his master behind him, saw this and followed the instructions to cast a spell. Two fireballs exploded one after another on the ghost king's green and black body.

Under the Fire Bomb Technique, the black ghost mist covering the surface of the Ghost King's body was instantly melted, and two charred circular pits were blasted out of his body by the fireball, and he let out a shrill scream.

As the ghost mist dissipated, the ghost king's true appearance was clearly visible in front of everyone. They saw the ghost king with a green face, fangs and a single horn on his head, and a big bloody mouth that kept roaring.

It was completely different from the wandering souls that had transparent bodies and only relied on instinct to attack. Not only did it have a solid blue-black ghost body, but it also seemed to have some intelligence. It immediately changed its direction under the pain and headed towards Hu Yizhi, who had just attacked it.

Wait for someone to pounce.

Apart from thunder spells, fire spells have the strongest restraint effect on ghostly objects. However, the damage caused by the fire bullet spells fired by the two of them is very limited to the ghost king. It seems that there is nothing they can do without a hundred and eighty rounds.

I can't stand this ghost king.

But in their current state, not to mention the one hundred and eighty fire bullet technique, even ten and eight rounds are unsustainable. If they want to kill this ghost king, they can only think of other ways.

Seeing the Ghost King rushing towards them, Hu Yizhi's face turned cold, he tightened the hilt of the sword in his hand, and faced him with his sword.

Lin Yan glanced at the man in black robes who had transformed from a handsome young man into an ancient man in the golden light shield with complicated eyes, and then turned to look at the Ghost King who had rushed in front of the two of them in an instant.

A pair of sharp claws rushed towards the two people with a whining sound. On the blue-black claws, ten curved and sharp nails shone darkly in the rising morning light.

The long sword and the sharp claws intersected, and a sonorous sound of gold and iron clashed.

Hu Yizhi held the sword in both hands. He was shocked by the claw and took more than ten steps back before he could stabilize his body. Lin Yan was even more unbearable. He was knocked away by the ghost king's claw and fell to the side.

Qi Ruoyu moved in the mask and was about to rush out, but was held back by Li Huansheng in front of him.

"If you don't take action now, when will you wait?" Qi Ruoyu raised her eyebrows and said with some dissatisfaction.

A meaningful smile appeared on Li Huansheng's wrinkled face, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Ruoyu, don't be so impatient all the time. The show has just begun."

The shadow of Zhuo's ghost was extinguished by the Fire Python Talisman just now, and the young Taoist priest escaped. Seeing Lin Yan being knocked away by the ghost king, Hu Yi was unable to support himself alone, so he hurriedly flew forward to help.

Luo Lin didn't know when he picked up a long knife from the ground, and was currently protecting Liu Xiaolu, who had no internal strength, and Feiyun, who was seriously injured, and retreated towards the rear.

The young Taoist priest's cultivation was obviously much deeper. He fired two fire bullets and hit the ghost king hard. The ghost king screamed in pain and without hesitation left Hu Yizhi who was close at hand and chased after the young Taoist priest.

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Lin Yan also got up from the ground with a pale face and rejoined the battle group. The three of them launched attacks again and again from three different directions towards the surrounded Ghost King.

Liu Xiaolu, who was protected by Luo Lin, stared closely at the figure of the green-faced ghost king running around in the field, and a strange thought suddenly arose in his heart.
Chapter completed!