At this time, the old ghost took out a small golden bell from his body and shook it gently.
"No, what the hell is this?" Nangong Zheng and others were shocked. Where the bell rang, they felt the yin energy around them intensified, and there was also the sound of ghosts crying and howling, mixed with the soft cries of babies and women.
Laughter seemed extremely weird on this night of killing.
What surprised them even more was that there seemed to be fog, a black fog that filled the air and made it difficult to see clearly. It seemed to separate everyone, and everyone felt that they were facing a lonely battle. These dragon soul elites were as brave as tigers, and they could not see clearly.
Make them feel scared.
"You two are the only ones who can kill me happily, so I'll do it to you two, hey."
A blood-colored spear appeared from the black mist and hit Nangong Zheng and Mo Shaofeng directly. This ghost knew that Luo Tian and Jin Linglong were powerful and did not dare to be tough, so he wanted to attack Nangong Zheng and Mo Shaofeng to shock them.
Ghost power.
The blood-colored spear, exuding a strong smell of death, was stabbed at Nangong Zheng and Mo Shaofeng very quickly.
"No, hide now." Nangong Zheng screamed strangely. Although he was very brave, he was not as brave as an ordinary man. The other party put too much pressure on him. Although he was only a small level away, the difference in strength was not even a little bit. This
Such a sharp blow, the two of them did not dare to meet it head-on. Mo Shaofeng rolled away in embarrassment.
Nangong Zheng, on the other hand, swept back quickly, but this bloody spear, following him like a shadow, actually locked onto Nangong Zheng.
"Damn it, if the tiger doesn't show off its power, it will treat me like a sick cat." Nangong Zheng couldn't help but cursed, gritted his teeth, and Dragon Soul Head came forward to meet him.
"Nangong, no, retreat quickly." Mo Shaofeng on the other side was shocked when he saw Nangong Zheng approaching him. He gritted his teeth and attacked from behind, hoping to attack from both front and back.
"Bang..." Gui Lao didn't even look at it. He slapped his backhand and spat out his true power, knocking Mo Shaofeng to the ground. The blood spear was still stabbing towards Nangong Zheng.
There was a "dang" sound, and the sound of metal collided. Nangong Zheng's head was suddenly knocked off, and he only felt numbness and pain in his entire right arm.
In just one blow, he was injured by the shock, but the spear remained unchanged and hit Nangong Zheng's throat directly.
Seeing the blood-colored spear tip dilating in his pupils, the pride in Gui Lao's eyes became even stronger, Nangong Zheng's heart suddenly went cold, and he thought to himself: "It's over, I didn't expect that I, Nangong Zheng, died here!" That kind of powerful pressure and
He was unable to dodge at such a speed, and it felt like death was so close to him all of a sudden.
"Do I agree to touch my brother?"
At this time, an extremely cold voice came, cold to the bones. It did not come from Luo Tian, but from Jin Linglong.
In the black mist, a silver exquisite spear struck through the air, like a silver snake, as fast as lightning, it directly hit the bloody spear and deflected it, but at Nangong Zheng's throat, there was
I scratched a little bit of skin, and I couldn't help but scream inwardly that it was dangerous. If I took another inch, my life would really be over.
Looking at Jin Linglong who was like a witch, Nangong Zheng was deeply moved and felt all sorts of things in his heart. This woman beat and scolded him in Dragon Soul, and he didn't like her at all. However, what she said just now: "Treat yourself as a
Brother, this..."
Nangong Zheng stood there dumbly, his view of Jin Linglong began to change in his heart.
"A useless person who entered the house in the late stage dares to show off his power in front of me. He really doesn't know how to live or die." Jin Linglong shouted coldly, and with a wave of Linglong, several silver-white gun flowers suddenly appeared, and they attacked the ghost old man.
.
"No!" Mr. Gui's face changed drastically. He knew that Jin Linglong's strength was extraordinary, but after this fight, he realized how terrifying it was. The silver-white exquisite gun and the gun flower seemed to hold the black
The fog dissipated and pressed directly towards him, making him feel a mountain-like pressure.
"A master who has become a saint, you have actually reached the realm of becoming a saint?" Gui Lao cried out, his blood-colored appearance blocked his body, and with a click, Gui Lao suddenly knelt down on one knee, and the hard stone slab in the ground turned out to be like
The spider web was torn apart, and his arms were numb and a little uncontrollable.
"Wrong, that was ten years ago." Jin Linglong said proudly, and stabbed the man's throat with a silver spear like a dragon.
"roar……"
The ghost boss roared, waving the blood spear with both hands, and tried his best to block Jin Linglong's fatal blow. Although he avoided the throat, it pierced one of his arms. The gun body shook, and its real power shook violently.
, blood spattered all of a sudden, one arm was cut off by Jin Linglong, Gui Lao looked up to the sky and let out a scream, held the spear in one hand, threw it back, and then flew away without looking back. The opponent was too powerful.
He simply couldn't resist.
"Lord Ghost King, save me!"
Jin Linglong opened the blood spear and chased after him in a flash. The old ghosts were so frightened that they couldn't help shouting for help.
"He can't save you. He can't save himself even if he crosses the river."
Luo Tian held a cigarette in his mouth, with a solemn expression, standing tall, looking at the position of the hut between the eyebrows of the ghostly face, and said lightly, it was originally night, and the black fog was rising, but it did not affect the battle. It was just that the elites of Dragon Soul were panicked.
That's all. Regarding what this ghost old man did just now,
Luo Tian had already seen it, but Jin Linglong was closer to Nangong Zheng and the others at that time, and the other party was in the late stage of entering the house, so Luo Tian did not doubt Jin Linglong's strength at all, so Nangong Zheng was definitely surprised.
Risk, everything is at his discretion.
More importantly, a powerful aura in this small dark room has been locking himself, so Luo Tian did not dare to be distracted. The other party's aura was no weaker than his own. According to the information, the ghost king Murong Wuji was in the early stages of becoming a saint and was in retreat.
.
If the prediction is correct, this person has almost entered the middle stage of becoming a saint. The so-called retreat is just a joke, because if he is really in retreat, the powerful aura cannot lock himself.
distracting thoughts, otherwise it will be easy to become possessed.
Therefore, Luo Tian believed that this person was hiding in the dark, looking for an opportunity to give him a powerful blow. The black fog had just risen, which was a good time for this person to take action. However, he was alert first and had been facing him from a distance.
There is no certainty of killing with one strike. Once distracted, not to mention Jin Linglong, even he cannot withstand the opponent's terrifying sudden attack. Jin Linglong is behind him, so Luo Tian would rather let Nangong Zheng be punished.
We must also stop this person from attacking and killing.
"A master is also a master who has reached the middle stage of Sainthood." Therefore, Luo Tian did not dare to be careless, and was always waiting carefully, not giving the opponent a chance to make a sudden move.
"Why are you still coming out?"
Luo Tian's figure swayed, and he was one step ahead of Jin Linglong. He caught the ghost old man in his hands, pinched his neck with one hand, and directly controlled the movement of real power in his body. The powerful ghost old man,
The master who entered the room at the later stage was first saved by Jin Linglong, and then he was caught in his hand. He didn't even have the slightest resistance, and his neck cracked loudly, as if it would break at any time.
Looking at the dark cabin, Luo Tian couldn't help but sneer. He stretched out his hand and took out the golden bell from the ghost old man's hand. He threw it casually and immediately disappeared somewhere. A strange scene appeared. It turned out that the black bell was hidden somewhere.
The mist-filled compound suddenly regained its clarity and returned to the dim moonlit night.
"The ghost's plan, the ringing as a guide, little tricks." Luo Tian sneered, turning to look at Jin Linglong: "Kill them all! I want to see how long this old bastard can hide!"
"Okay, kill!" Jin Linglong shouted. The Linglong Spear appeared and appeared, provoking four or five ghost cave gang members in a row. In her eyes, there was no difference at all between ghosts and protectors. No one was
Her one will.
"kill……"
Nangong Zheng, Mo Shaofeng, Yue Lei and others here shouted angrily in unison, like tigers rushing into a flock of sheep. These people had already been frightened by Jin Linglong. The fact that their Lord Ghost King did not appear suddenly made them feel uneasy.
Cowardice, no love for fighting anymore
In the heart, in a panic, they suddenly screamed repeatedly, heads rolled down, and limbs were broken. Nearly two hundred people, led by Jin Linglong, were chased by less than twenty people and fled in all directions.
He rushed out of the gate directly.
For those who escaped from the gate, Dragon Soul's elite did not chase them. Of course, they also controlled the amount and could not let them all escape because they knew that there were still Black Tiger gang members outside to intercept them. This was what Luo Tian meant. Black Tiger
The gang is not a good thing, so they must be released from a few ghost caves to let them fight to the death, so as to teach the gangster tiger a lesson. Of course, if Xuefengyuan does not die, the merits and demerits are equal, and Luo Tian will not embarrass him.
"Oh, that's too much to deceive. Do you think I have this much strength in the ghost cave? It's really good that you can see through my ghost layout. But these gang members are dispensable. To me, they are nothing at all. Unexpectedly
The majestic Xiaoyao King and the Linglong Spear appeared in my ghost cave at the same time, you really think highly of me."
At this time, a sigh came from the dark cabin, followed by a voice that sounded like it was coming from hell. It was faint and ghostly, making people feel extremely uncomfortable.
"Murong Wuji, stop pretending to be a ghost for me. You have been living in western Liaoning for many years, making people angry, practicing evil skills, killing innocent people, and controlling government authorities. You have touched the bottom line of the higher authorities. Come out and give you a good time. Don't you think so?
Do you still want to be a coward?" Luo Tian said lightly, neither sullen nor angry, and his voice was very calm. This person didn't come out for a long time. It was not because he was afraid. It was just that Luo Tian was worried that this person had some back-up plan. After all, he knew about ghost caves.
Too little.
"Well, the people outside should be almost dead. Okay, it's time for a blood sacrifice, Jie Jie Jie Jie..."
A scalp-numbing sound sounded from the underground of the dark room.