After all, he is also the king of ghosts. If he dominates, he must give ghosts a chance, right?
That move just now was a bit interesting, much more interesting than just going straight to the extremely hard zombie.
"Boy, I asked you just now, and next I will let you know what cruelty is!"
Not to mention, the Ghost King talks a lot, one sentence after another, which is interesting to listen to. It is much better than the zombies who can only roar and roar.
It’s been almost a year since I came to this world. Not only do I fight zombies every day, but I also spend half of my time playing Zombies vs. Zombies.
After fighting zombies for so long, it’s time for a change...
The Ghost King was not bragging. He was speaking harsh words while mobilizing the surrounding black mist. Soon, a familiar aura appeared.
The power of thunder.
A ghost can actually mobilize the power of thunder?
Feng Yi was a little surprised. After careful observation, he felt something was not right. Is there a black thunder?
Seeing Feng Yi's curious look, the Ghost King sneered and said, "Are you so scared that you almost peed your pants? I tell you, it's too late!"
As the Ghost King's gestures became faster and faster, the surrounding black mist turned into black thunder, wrapping around the Ghost King's body with great momentum.
Feng Yi made a distinction and found that the strength of the Ghost King's black thunder was similar to the second level of the Five Thunder Palm Technique, and was not considered strong.
But being able to summon thunder is shocking.
Originally, Feng Yi wanted to kill the Ghost King directly, but now he got interested and planned to save the Ghost King half his life.
During this period, everything that can be improved has been improved, and Feng Yi has entered a bottleneck period, which is why he wants to come out and experience it.
He didn't expect that a ghost king could bring him such a surprise.
Black Thunder.
I must master it!
Thinking of this, Feng Yi glanced at Xiaoli. It was all her fault that he met the Ghost King. Could it be that she is my lucky star?
Of course, this is just Feng Yi's temporary guess. Whether it is true or not remains to be seen later.
When the Ghost King saw Feng Yi looking at Xiaoli as if he was asking for help, a cruel smile appeared on his lips. Now he knew he was afraid? It was too late!
Even the female ghost can't save you.
Die, you bastard!
boom!
A bolt of pure black thunder flew out from the Ghost King's hands, the surrounding air was filled with the smell of burning, and it roared towards Feng Yi.
"Oh my god, this ghost can actually control thunder. This, this is ridiculous!"
Wang Laosan was hiding in the room and was so frightened by the scene in front of him that he closed his eyes, huddled up and swayed all over.
I knew, I knew this ghost was not easy to deal with. It was over now, and once that kid died, the ghost king would definitely not let them go.
At this moment, he suddenly felt resentful in his heart and blurted out: "If this little Taoist hadn't showed up rashly and insisted on saving Xiaolan's soul, nothing would have happened!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Wang family in the room frowned deeply. Before Wang Lao Er could say anything, A Jian said angrily: "Third Uncle, what do you mean by this?"
"Third brother, what you said is too much." Wang Laoer said displeasedly after being silent for a while.
Now that the words have been spoken, Wang Laosan simply said: "Yes, it is very likely that Xiaolan will not be reincarnated after her soul is taken away, but she is already a dead person.
What do dead people care about reincarnation...
How can a living person’s life be important?
Because Xiaolan is the only one, our whole family will be buried with him, do you think it’s appropriate?”
What Wang Laosan said was not unreasonable, but such self-centered remarks still made the Wang family very angry.
Fortunately, you are still an elder.
Wang Laoer shook his head and said: "How do you know that the little Taoist priest will definitely lose? What if he wins?"
"You also said, just in case, there is a one in ten thousand chance!"
Wang Laosan said angrily: "I said before that Alan's bad fate will bring disaster to our family, but you didn't listen.
It's fine now. She died a long time ago and she still has to drag us down. It's really... ah!"
Before he finished speaking, A Jian was extremely angry, clenched his fist, and punched Wang Laosan.
After feeling the pain, Wang Laosan said angrily: "You are so disrespectful, A Jian. You are going to die anyway, so I have to give you a good punishment!"
Immediately afterwards, the uncle and nephew in the room got into a fight.
After a few words of persuasion, Wang Laoer failed to stop him. He sighed deeply, looked out the window and whispered: "Little Taoist Priest, please, the lives of more than ten members of the Wang family are in your hands."
Feng Yi was surprised when he heard the sound of fighting coming from the house. What's going on? I haven't started fighting here yet. Why did you start a fight?
However, he did not forget the situation in front of him because of his distraction. He also made a hand seal with his hands and used the second level of the Five Thunder Palm Technique.
Rumble.
In the sky covered with dark clouds, two thunderbolts with faint purple light suddenly appeared and shuttled back and forth.
Immediately afterwards, Feng Yi pulled two thunderbolts into his hands and collided with the oncoming black thunderbolts.
Wow!
Several thunderbolts collided together, and countless electric currents wandered back and forth in the air in the middle, filled with the smell of burning.
What surprised Feng Yi was that the black thunderbolts used by the Ghost King were like maggots attached to the bones, desperately devouring Feng Yi's two thunderbolts.
But in the end, Feng Yi still had the upper hand in terms of numbers. When Feng Yi's thunder was devoured and the remaining thunder weakened, all the black thunder dissipated, and finally the thunder roared towards the Ghost King.
"He, he can actually summon thunder, and he can even summon three thunderbolts!" Wang Laoer in the room stammered.
Um?
Wang Laosan and A Jian, who were in a ball, raised their heads at the same time, and when they saw this, their mouths opened as wide as if they could stuff an egg.
Soon, Wang Laosan reacted and lowered his head in shame, while Ajian looked at him with disgust and moved two steps to the side.
My third uncle has always been lazy and has bad conduct. He has proposed to drive him away several times, but my father is always unwilling to do so out of consideration for brotherhood. This time he said such words and did such things, he must be kicked out.
Drive away completely!
Also shocked was the Ghost King. He didn't expect that the little Taoist priest in front of him could also summon thunder, and he could do so three times at a time, overwhelming him in terms of quantity.
What's even more frightening is that for a moment just now, he felt that a lot of the power of thunder in his hand was sucked away, and the power was not as strong as before?
Hallucination?
No, no, it’s true!
The thunder that was originally about the same power, but my own black thunder was actually three points weaker!
The Ghost King had a bad idea and wanted to avoid the last thunderbolt. Unfortunately, the speed of the thunderbolt was much faster than his movements and it came to him very quickly.
Crackling!
When the thunder fell on the Ghost King, his body shook violently, especially the purple thunder, which kept flying through his body.
The Ghost King screamed and fell to the ground, twitching constantly. The insects that were crawling on his body were instantly killed and wounded in large numbers. White smoke rose up one after another, and the black mist condensed on his body also became much thinner.
