As the blood robe fell, a pressure that was no less than the wind spirit spread. Everyone felt the breathing suppression and looked at the blood robe in horror.

The blood robe fell to the ground, and suddenly a figure appeared in front of everyone.

Apart from his morbid pale face, this person is no different from ordinary people. He also looks like an ordinary person. If he hadn't been wearing a black robe behind him, it would be no inconsistency on the street.

"A Ghost King?"

Zhang Shuo and Feng Ling looked at each other. The inexplicable ghost king appeared in front of him seemed to be one step higher than Feng Ling.

Zhang Shuo walked forward two steps and looked at him and said:

"Where did you buy the ticket?"

"ticket?"

The man in the blood robe was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Shuo's eyes turned cold.

"Do you dare to evade the ticket?"

Zhang Shuo slapped him!

Bang!

The crisp slap sounded, not only Feng Ling next to him and Ma Xiaolin not far away, but also the man in the blood robe was confused.

What's going on? I just said something, no, to be precise, I just came in and asked me a question, and I finished answering it, and then I was beaten?

He looked at Zhang Shuo in surprise.

No, this is different from what Huizi said to herself!

Didn’t that mean that he was a guy who was very cautious and had only the wild ghost level?

But when he looked at Zhang Shuo, he could clearly feel that Zhang Shuo was obviously a top evil ghost!

Although he didn't pay much attention just now, Zhang Shuo's speed was too fast!

"Do you know who I am? I am the messenger of King Hui!"

Zhang Shuo rubbed his hands that were numb just now and looked at the guy's face with suspicion.

My own strength is as high as the top evil spirit. I slapped it up and didn't see any damage to the other party. Instead, my hand was a little numb?

Could it be that his face is steel?

Hearing the Ghost King's words, Zhang Shuo nodded and said, "Well, King Hui? I don't know him, what's wrong?"

"I know you don't know you, but it doesn't matter. I'll just come to bring you to King Hui. You will know you at that time! Of course, there's that knife."

"knife?"

It turned out that this guy came for the Demon Sword. It seemed that the King Hui he was talking about should be the woman who fought once thousands of miles away through the screen.

If that's the case...

A brick appeared in Zhang Shuo's hand.

The blood-robed ghost king immediately supported his defense.

However, Zhang Shuo did not attack him, but...

Whoosh!

The brick suddenly disappeared!

At the same time, thousands of miles away, on an island covered by dark clouds and without sunshine, Huizi was floating in the air, emitting bursts of black air on her body practicing.

suddenly!

A brick appeared and directly slapped her on the face!

Still a familiar taste.

This smell, for a few days, she was photographed every day!

I finally calmed down for a while, why did this come again?

Are you upset?

Huizi didn't move, but was still floating, with strange handprints in her hands.

She is practicing and cannot be distracted. She ignores the bricks on her face.

The bricks were placed on her face, and stopped for a few seconds and disappeared.

Just when Huizi was slightly relieved, the black brick appeared again and took a photo again!

Huizi suppressed her anger.

When she finishes her cultivation and returns to the strength of the Ghost Emperor, she must pull that guy out so that he can survive and die!

Bang!

The brick slapped her face for the third time.

only...

This time, Huizi's brows frowned for the first time.

The smell on this brick seems to be wrong.

It's a bit sour, but it seems like something is rotting.

Before she could think carefully, the brick disappeared again.

In the undead world, everyone was confused to see that Zhang Shuo once used magic tricks and turned the disappeared brick back into his hands again, then stuffed it into his shoes, expressing his confusion about this operation.

Zhang Shuo ignored them, he took out the brick and smashed it out again.

While smashing it, he asked at the blood-robed ghost king:

"I said, you, don't say anything about taking me to see your queen. If she comes to see me, she must buy tickets. As for you, it doesn't seem like you can afford tickets, so stay here to work and pay off your debts."

"Work to pay off debts? Stay me?"

Blood Robe looked at Zhang Shuo strangely, laughed arrogantly, and said:

"Boy, your tone seems to be getting bigger."

On this side, Zhang Shuo smashed the bricks out again, put on his shoes, tidyed his clothes, and said:

"Where I have never like nonsense, so..."

Zhang Shuo's mouth raised and suddenly a mysterious smile appeared.

"Feng Ling, come up."

Zhang Shuo's eyes became cold, and his whole aura changed suddenly. Even though Zhang Shuo was at the level of an evil ghost, the blood robe felt like he could not do anything to the other party!

Feng Ling's figure turned into vain and walked into Zhang Shuo's body.

This is the first time Zhang Shuo has used the ghost to get a ghost king to come on!

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Shuo's momentum gradually increased, directly reaching the level of a top ghost king!

The momentum has completely crushed the blood-robed ghost king.

Zhang Shuo's eyes were a little red. After all, he was a ghost king. The pressure he brought to him was not comparable to that of a half-step ghost king.

Even if Zhang Shuo can let Bixian and Lao Gui two and a half-step ghost kings, and even peel and smile, one and four ghost kings put on their body together, the burden on their body is far less than that of a Feng Ling!

This is the huge difference between the Ghost King and the Half-Step Ghost King!

The constant impact made Zhang Shuo seem a little dazed. He tried his best to maintain the state of a demon god, so he could barely carry it.

After taking a few heavy breaths, Zhang Shuo gradually adapted to it.

He grinned and looked at the blood-robed ghost king.

At this time, the blood-robed ghost king had already been stunned.

Feeling the powerful aura on Zhang Shuo and the pressure he brought to him, he was simply wondering whether he was dreaming?

It was not until Zhang Shuo walked in front of him that the blood-robed ghost king seemed to have just woken up. He stepped onto the ground and immediately rose up and rushed towards the sky.

However, as soon as he flew up, Zhang Shuo grabbed his feet.

A huge force came, and the blood robe felt a dizzy moment!

"boom!"

Zhang Shuo swung the blood robe to the ground.

Even though his body was harder than steel, he could not bear this blow and could not recover for a while.

And Zhang Shuo had come to him again.

"Click!"

Zhang Shuo stepped on the body of the blood robe with one foot, and with a slight force, the hard rocky ground of the blood robe suddenly filled with dense cracks.

The ground was slightly sunken, and the stones under the blood robe were directly pressed into powder!

The blood robe's eyes were rubbed and protruded, and a large mouthful of black blood gushed out, turning into yin energy and dissipating. He was already seriously injured.

Zhang Shuo shook his head.

Seeing this guy was so arrogant, he thought he could fight him, but he didn't expect that he would become like this as soon as he did it. It seemed like a slut.

Zhang Shuo said to him:

"waste!"
Chapter completed!