The old man looked at Zhang Shuo, who was moving extremely fast in the red light in the sky, with deep eyes.

"This power seems to be different from you." He whispered.

"What?" Mr. Jia didn't hear it very clearly.

However, the old man stopped talking and looked at Zhang Shuo's figure with some turbid eyes.

Zhang Shuo has arrived in Jiangbei City.

The electricity had long been cut off, and abandoned cars were everywhere on the streets. Here, the barrier of the Blood Robe Ghost King, he could actually block Jiangbei City and prevent one from escaping, but Zhang Shuo did not allow it.

When he stepped into Jiangbei City, Zhang Shuo had already arrived at the barrier of the Blood Robe Ghost King, where he could exert his strongest strength.

When he was in the undead barrier, he was suppressed by Zhang Shuo without any precautions, and was suppressed by the undead world, and he did not exert his strength at all.

Now, in his barrier, there are a lot of underworld coins given to him by Zhang Shuo before. His strength has long been restored to its peak state. Even if he meets the peak ghost king, he still has the power to fight!

In the blood mist, strands of mist quickly gathered, and a figure appeared, which was the blood-robed ghost king.

"Master Zhang is in?"

The blood-robed ghost king looked down.

He also held a ghost coin in his hand.

He has been too bored these days, and he has been studying the ghost coins given by Zhang Shuo.

Although it looks just a piece of paper, it contains extremely pure Yin Qi, which is more pure than the Yin Qi they absorb from anywhere and through any means.

The yin energy they absorbed by themselves had to be refined, and in the end there was less than half of it, but the yin energy in the underworld coins could be directly entered into the body and used for their own use.

And he also knew that Zhang Shuo also gave at least three stacks of underworld coins to those subordinates who were only at the level of evil ghosts to practice every month.

To be honest, he was moved at that moment.

The yin energy in the underworld coins is extremely rich. Even if he doesn't do anything, as long as he has so many underworld coins in his hands, he is confident that his ghost body will not become weak and he can even practice.

But he really couldn't stand it, so he could only lament in his heart that this opportunity did not belong to him.

When Zhang Shuo found that he had entered his barrier, the blood-robed ghost king sent a voice:

"Master Zhang, what should we do next? Let's start fighting like this?"

Zhang Shuo stood on the roof of a building that was more than 100 meters high, standing with his hands behind his back. He smiled slightly and said:

"Blood Robe, I suddenly had an idea."

"idea?"

In the air, the blood robe was stunned and said in confusion:

"Don't we fight as we had agreed before?"

Zhang Shuo had agreed with him before that this battle was performed for the outside world, so it was not a real fight, but the effect had to be sufficient.

But now, Zhang Shuo has other ideas?

Zhang Shuo smiled faintly and said:

"Blood Robe, why don't we come and make a bet?"

"bet?"

The blood robe was stunned.

Zhang Shuo nodded slightly and said, "No need to act, as long as you can defeat me, I will give you a thousand stacks of the underworld coins I gave you before!"

"What?"

The blood-robed ghost king's eyes stood up and he was breathing in a hurry.

One thousand stacks? Such a dark coins containing pure yin energy, one thousand stacks?

He trembled with excitement and was about to agree. At this time, Zhang Shuo, who was standing on the roof, flipped his hand and a black bead appeared on Zhang Shuo's hand.

The Blood Robe could no longer look away just after taking a look.

Zhang Shuo said: "In addition to a thousand stacks of underworld coins, this ghost tears are also yours."

"Ghost Tears!"

The blood-robed ghost king shouted in dismay.

He looked at the ghost tears in Zhang Shuo's hand in disbelief, his face full of shock.

Who is this Master Zhang? He actually has a strange thing like ghost tears in his hand?

This is the top divine object that was hard to see in the Great Underworld tens of thousands of years ago!

The blood robe stared at the ghost tears in Zhang Shuo's hand, unable to suppress the impulse in his heart, and he really wanted to grab them.

But he still restrained himself. He knew that Zhang Shuo had a ghost king under his command, who was stronger than him.

Zhang Shuo put away his ghost tears and said lightly:

"How about it, bet?"

"beat!"

The blood robe nodded quickly.

But then, he asked with some trepidation:

"Master Zhang, what if I accidentally hurt you?"

Zhang Shuo laughed: "Don't worry about this."

Zhang Shuo pointed to the side, and a exactly-same Zhang Shuo appeared next to him.

"Is this?" The blood robe was a little surprised and suspicious. The two Zhang Shuo had the same breath.

Zhang Shuo waved his hand again, and another figure disappeared, Zhang Shuo smiled and said:

"This is my second life. Don't worry, I won't use this skill. If you can beat my second life, you will win!"

The blood-robed ghost king let go.

He took a deep breath, and the blood mist around him quickly sucked into his body.

The blood mist in the sky was quickly dissipating and was absorbed into his body by the blood-robed ghost king, and his aura was also rising.

In the distance, the old Jia and others watching the battle were also shocked.

"here we go."

All the cameras had already started to operate. The drones in the air captured the pictures. More than ten people stared at the dense screens on the broadcasting car, coordinating at any time, looking for the best image quality to submit and hand it over to the TV station for broadcasting.

At this time, not only China TV stations, but also local TV stations, online TV, and various video websites were playing the pictures of Jiangbei City simultaneously.

People are constantly sending barrage on the Internet.

"One united, conquer Jiangbei!"

"Jiangbei, we are with you!"

"come on!"

Not only the people guarding the TV or computer screens, but also the large screens outside the buildings, there are pictures of Jiangbei City playing on the streets.

People were worried, although they were expecting, they were even more afraid.

Seeing the blood mist in the air dissipating, the voice of the commentary also came out.

"It's beginning, the battle begins. Come and cheer for Zhang Shuo together!"

People shouted Zhang Shuo's name, and their voices were louder and louder.

Many people even let out the Kongming lanterns, or pray in the wishing pool, and wish Zhang Shuo. Even those who are usually the most rebellious, keep silent at this time, their bodies are full of passion and blood, and they wish they can go to the scene.

In the suburbs of Jiangbei, Jia Laodao:

"Uncle Wang, do you want to sit down?"

The old man refused.

"It's okay, I can still withstand this old bone!"

His eyes were bright and he looked at Jiangbei City.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared, and Jiangbei City was particularly conspicuous under the red light.

Zhang Shuo burst out with a terrible momentum, causing the building under his feet to tremble. In his hands, the pure yang energy condensed into a ball of light, emitting dazzling light.

Zhang Shuo smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"Blood Robe, come and take my first move. I will name this move, Nine Yang Divine Art!"

boom!

A dazzling white light column blasted out from Zhang Shuo's hand. At the front of the light column was a light ball that seemed to have white flames. Wherever it passed, the yin energy was burned by a raging fire and the blood mist was instantly evaporated.

This column of light pierced the sky!

The blood robe looked at the light ball and was completely stunned for a moment.
Chapter completed!