Four hundred and eighty-ninth chapter infernal ghost king
"puff!"
I saw no fluctuations coming from Wang Tao's fingers, let alone any strange phenomena.
"Hahaha. Isn't this a fool? Why are you pointing at Guitou?"
Some people saw the insipidity of Wang Tao's move and laughed sarcastically.
"Tsk! You idiot, go to hell!"
Xue Wuchang sneered, with a cruel look on his lips. He seemed to have seen the bloody ghost head bite off the idiot's head in one bite.
"Hey! You're just pretending, you're just a show-off."
Seeing Wang Tao's dismissal of the enemy, Hao Dayuan also shook his head, his face full of disdain.
When this man waved his hand and knocked down his bloody arrow, he was shocked and confused for a long time. It turned out that this guy had no skills and was just pretending to compete.
Thinking of this, Hao Dayuan felt funny about his previous caution. He shook his head, and suddenly there was a "pop" sound in his ears.
What is the sound? Why does it sound like a bag of sand breaking?
Hao Dayuan thought about it and looked toward the sound. His eyes suddenly shrank, as if he saw something extremely surprising.
Xue Wuchang kept staring at Wang Tao, and he obviously saw it more clearly.
I saw Wang Tao pointing his finger at the vampire head in the distance without giving out the slightest momentum, but the vampire head suddenly turned into powder without any warning.
The sound was clear and crisp, and the blood mist filled the sky, and then dyed the loess on the ground a bright red.
My natural blood slave was dealt with like this?
This? This...how is this possible?
Xue Wuchang's face was dull and he couldn't believe it.
Hao Dayuan was also stunned, and the people behind him were still laughing when Wang Tao pointed at the ghost head, but in the blink of an eye, the ghost head suddenly dispersed without warning.
Their smiles were frozen on their faces, and they were all dumbfounded.
"Deputy Master, did your blood slave commit suicide?"
A man who looked like a scholar said smartly.
"Oh I got it."
Everyone suddenly realized that they could see clearly. When Wang Tao pointed out, there was no fluctuation or momentum. No one would think that this person was a powerful person who pointed out the blood slave of the death god.
"Perhaps it was in the early days that the blood slaves devoured too many men, and the yin and yang were imbalanced, leading to madness and suicide."
Xue Wuchang found an excuse for the death of his blood slave. He said that he would not even acknowledge the death of the man in front of him.
"Hmph, you're really lucky. As a result, my blood slave self-destructed before I even pointed out a finger. It seems I'm going to come up with something powerful."
Xue Wuchang said proudly, and a shabby ancient flag fell into his hand. He looked serious, and then shook the ancient flag in front of him, and the ancient flag immediately flew out and was nailed in the air.
"The gates of hell are wide open!"
Xue Wuchang pointed at the ancient flag, and suddenly the entire body of the shabby ancient flag became as black as ink.
The ancient flag trembled a few times, and suddenly a dark hole opened in one of the ancient flags, forming a small door.
"Ouch!"
There was a scream coming from the mouth, as if some fierce ghost was really about to come out from inside.
"Hiss! This is the deputy sect leader's most precious treasure, the Blood Refined Ghost Gate Flag."
someone exclaimed.
"Yes, it is rumored that this Blood Refining Ghost Gate Flag has been refining hundreds of thousands of creatures with blood, draining their souls and absorbing their souls. It is extremely terrifying."
"Who says it's not? This thing is very evil. There is a ghost city inside, and the souls who enter are killed by raising poison. In the end, only the strongest one is left. It is said that the Infernal Ghost King inside is now stronger than his deputy.
The sect leader is still scary."
"Ghost King? Phew, it seems that this time the deputy sect took the initiative and took the initiative. I heard that the Ghost King likes to kill. Hey, I'm afraid this black-robed rat will suffer a lot."
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When everyone was talking, Wang Tao crossed his arms and waited with interest. He was curious about how powerful this terrifying and screaming ghost was.
"Ouch!"
The sound got closer, and it seemed like some terrifying monster was coming out of the huge dark door.
Everyone was waiting with their eyes wide open, while mentally anticipating the terror of this fierce ghost.
"Hey, after thirty years of cultivating hundreds of thousands of creatures, many of them are defenders of the Golden Elixir Nascent Soul. Today I finally have the opportunity to use it. Haha, I want to let my fellow demon disciples know that my impermanence of blood is not just a false reputation, and let the hypocritical defenders know
Taoist priest, look, I am not someone to be trifled with. Hahaha."
Seeing that everyone was staring at the cracked ghost gate of the ancient banner, Xue Wuchang laughed proudly, why was he wasting his cultivation? Isn't it just to feel proud today.
"Come out, King Wujian! I am the second person in this generation of the Blood Demon Sect with a strength comparable to that of Returning to the Void."
"Ouch..."
Xue Wuchang's proud voice fell, followed by another sharp roar. This roar was very close at hand, as if something terrifying was really about to come out.
Snapped!
There was a soft sound, a pair of thin white hands stretched out from the door and grabbed it on the door frame, and then a bare head was revealed.
"Bald devil...?"
Everyone exclaimed, and when they saw the face of this "bald devil" clearly, everyone froze on the spot.
The evil ghost came out and looked around, stretching lazily. Only then did he realize that the surroundings were completely silent.
It was not that she had wrongly blamed the people around her, but that the people's minds were so shaken that they were all dumbfounded at this moment.
Even Wang Tao couldn't help laughing and was dumbfounded. Only Li Xinya looked calm, but still took another look at the ghost king.
"How is this possible?...Aren't you talking about a bald evil ghost? How come you are such a beautiful and flawless woman?"
Someone reacted and exclaimed.
The bloodless man was also stunned. After all, he had not summoned this ghost in thirty years. He remembered that the last time he was a burly and ferocious monster, why did he become like this?