Because this sentence was filled with internal energy, the voice soared into the sky. In line with my extremely arrogant provocative attitude, the Xiangxi Ghost King even belonged to the Ninja Turtle clan. I am afraid he can't bear it anymore. He was an arrogant person. He had fought with me before, and they both kept their means, but they were not afraid of me. At this moment, when he heard the war book I gave, a bright red appeared on his pale face, and he shouted at me fiercely: "Come here, come, I'm afraid of you?"

The Ghost King in Xiangxi said before that I was a provocation, but I still couldn't resist my natural pride. The nine-section white bone whip in my hand shook suddenly, but it suddenly entwined me.

The long whip in the other party's hand was as a snake as a snake, sometimes soft, sometimes hard, sometimes unimaginable. It was really a powerful tool, and the gaps on the bones and flowers contained hundreds of years of corpse poison, which could create poisonous fog. Any contamination could erode the will and fall into a coma. However, even so, I had to bite the bullet and go up. Holding the blood-drinking cold light sword in my hand tightly, I asked in my heart: "Demon Sword, Demon Sword, you have followed me over the years, serving me with delicious food and drink a lot of blood. This time, I have to give me a little face!"

The demon sword was refined by the Yin spirit in the reservoir corpse pile. Before Bai He was reborn, he lived for a while, but after she left, there was no sword spirit.

But even so. Over the years, the Blood-Drinking Cold Lightsaber, which has been drinking blood for a lot, has gradually developed a certain will. It is precisely because of this will that the sword has saved the master several times. Now, I have been forced to a desperate situation. Although my junior brother can take Taotao away, the ghost creature blocked it and it will be impossible to form if it does not remove the ghost king in western Hunan.

If I can't kill the Ghost King in Xiangxi, I'm afraid that this continuous stream of monsters will swallow all of us.

Taotao cannot die!

I have been favored by my master for many years, but if my granddaughter whom I love most cannot be protected, what kind of face does I, Chen Zhicheng, have in the world? How can I face my master in the future?

Then, if you fight, you can only fight and work hard to find a way out.

The Blood-Drinking Cold Light Sword seemed to hear the prayer in my heart. At this moment, the red light suddenly became vigorous, like a fire pouring in oil. The red light grew wildly, and it was as long as one meter at a time. Compared with the nine-section white bone whip, it was not short. With such a magic sword as a helper, I no longer hesitated. I swept across the sword and swept away all the monsters trying to rush towards me. Then I used another sword to hit the long whip that was galloping towards the Ghost King in West Xiang.

boom!

Both sides were full of energy at the beginning, and they fought with all their strength without leaving any support. An explosion of the Qi field suddenly came out from the area where the two sides fought. At that moment, I finally felt the unreserved bombardment from the Ghost King in West Xiang.

Heavy!

It was heavy, it was too heavy. I felt like a train was galloping towards me. When I was facing it, every muscle in my body was strangled and sore. Even if I resisted it with the earth shield of the three abyss, I could not withstand the opponent's full force. The land under my feet was soft and could not withstand the huge force and collapsed. I staggered towards the back and rolled and crawled into countless monsters.

At that moment, my eyes turned black, as if they were about to be swallowed by countless monsters. Fortunately, the Blood-Drinking Cold Lightsaber in my hand did not strike and directly guided me, and took out several swords to directly pick up the guys around who took the opportunity to sneak attack, either kill or injure them, and simply to the extreme.

I was in a very embarrassing place, but the Ghost King in Xiangxi was not able to relax. His pale face turned red in an instant, his eyes turned red, and countless bloodshot inside.

Both of us were hit hard, but the ghost king in western Hunan did not transform his bones. Among the zombies, the resistance was naturally greater than that of me. After stabilizing, he turned around and turned his body. The nine-section white bone whip immediately turned into a high-speed rotating drill and suddenly came towards me. With the help of the cold light sword of the blood, I forced away the eyes of the surrounding monsters. Seeing the ghost king in western Hunan surging like this, I stopped fighting with him, but ran to the side.

As soon as I left, the Ghost King in Xiangxi chased me. The nine-section white bone whip was like a swimming snake, biting the back of my head tightly, but it was extremely dangerous.

I ran wildly without looking back, but the Xiangxi Ghost King also chased him. The two of them were rushing to the left and right, and various poisonous fog spread, which inflamed many monsters. When I saw this, the Xiangxi Ghost King finally did not release poison again, but followed me with great strides, and said with a smile: "Boy named Chen, aren't you very awesome just now? Now a certain family has stood up, why are you running? Stop, let's have fun!"

The reason why I ran was to restore the numb muscles I had just now, so I ignored his ridicule, and my steps were constantly without a trace of hesitation.

However, at this moment, I heard a loud shout from the side: "Fellow Daoist Chen, don't panic, the old monk is here to help you!"

When I heard this, I frowned and rushed to the left. In the afterglow, I saw an old monk wearing a patchwork robe suddenly rushing out of the thorn. The Zen stick in my hand shook, and Ding Ling made a clanging sound, but it hit the head of the Ghost King in western Hunan.

This old monk is naturally Zen Master Fayuan from Xuankong Temple. I have saved him from danger many times before. At this moment, he saw that I was in trouble, so he took action with righteousness and came to help me.

However, seeing his move, I subconsciously shouted: "Master, don't go, come back!"

Zen Master Fayuan is an elder of the famous Hangkong Temple in the northwest. If you talk about cultivation, you are naturally a famous master. However, that master is only relatively speaking. It depends on whom. Ordinary masters in the martial arts world may be able to deal with one or two. However, this Xiangxi Ghost King who emerged from somewhere has no idea that his cultivation is a first-class master, even the top ten top masters in the world are probably not necessarily able to get benefits from him, let alone this old Zen master who is constantly in trouble?

The reason why I warned was because of this, but I didn't expect that I was still one step late.

When this battle came, I couldn't hold back. The ghost king in Xiangxi plucked his aura and ended up rushing in the air. It was because of the evil fire that had no place to fire. The monk Fayuan came to him and could not let him go. At that moment, the nine-section white bone whip in his hand was like a long snake, suddenly entangled the Zen staff in Fayuan's hand. Then he pulled it, and the old monk crashed into the other party's arms. Then he was charged with both hands. With a sudden pinch, his joints shattered. He couldn't hold the Zen staff in his hand and fell directly to the ground.

This was just the first step. The Ghost King in the West of Xiangxi was so in a fighting spirit that he could not stop like this. He saw him wrapping the nine-section white bone whip on Monk Fayuan's body, then he turned his hands around and pulled it suddenly.

Crazy...

Under the bloody rain, Monk Fayuan was actually separated from it and torn into two pieces. The internal organs, intestines and blood in his body were scattered. The Ghost King of Xiangxi grabbed a large piece of tender tofu-like things. This was Monk Fayuan's brain. He opened his mouth, bit it suddenly, and swallowed it into his belly in a few seconds.

"Uncle Master!"

"Uncle Fayuan!"

Two screams suddenly arose, but monk Zhifan and the young nun who retreated to the high ground both shouted out. But everything just now appeared too suddenly. I tried my best to save him, but I still couldn't catch up. When the sword was cut off, I could only meet the blood rain in the sky. The ghost king in Xiangxi, who had eaten monk Fayuan's mind, seemed to be a little bigger. He was no longer the pale and handsome face before, but a monster with two meters tall and rotten face, his eyes were on fire, and his body emitted a rotten stench.

He did not transform his bones, and at this moment, he stripped off all his weak coats and showed his most hideous and terrifying side.

The Xiangxi Ghost King, who turned into an ugly zombie, no longer had an orderly attack and defense with me, but shook the nine-section white bone whip in his hand, and countless black flames emerged from the pale joints, turning the surroundings into a black sea of ​​fire. He no longer circled with me, shaking out countless circles of the long whip, limiting my space for activity, and trying to make the final match with me.

Although his face was extremely ugly at this moment, the rotten flesh was wet, and there seemed to be maggots hiking around on the surface, his teeth were quite white and he laughed coldly at me: "You are proud enough to force me out of my true body, under the underworld!"

The nine-section white bone whip on his right hand blocked the surrounding space, while the left hand suddenly shook, and countless corpse qi on it condensed, as if it had accumulated for a long time. At this moment, it was naturally printed towards me.

[Thousands of ghosts cry, mountains of corpses and seas of blood].

The Ghost King in Xiangxi said secret words word by word. This sentence is different from any language in the real world. However, I can clearly understand the meaning. After this palm print comes, Zhou Tian turned into nothingness. Countless evil spirits emerged from the void. Countless whistling and devil tears emerged from their mouths. Countless forces are entangled here, and finally rotate. Everything in the world seems to be drowned, and countless ghosts fill my sight, trying to drown me.

This is the use of power that I have seen, which is closest to the underlying rules of this world. It seems that after one move, my entire world will collapse.

However, at this moment, the dark power that I had been waiting for for a long time finally reached its peak.

These powers are transmitted from the other side of the door.

So at the moment when I was about to be submerged by the ghosts, I also patted my palm peacefully.
Chapter completed!