Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 882 Against the Blue-faced Ghost Lord
"yes!"
The two black-robed monks took the order and looked up at Xiao Long with a sneer.
"A monk in the early stage of the Celestial Immortal stage dares to be disrespectful to us adults. Your life will be worse than death later."
Xiao Long said with a sarcastic smile: "Just you two little guys? I forgot to tell you that there are three guys outside who look similar to you, and they also said the same thing to me."
Yuan Si and the other two were immediately shocked.
"Boss and the others? How are they?" Yuan Si was shocked and shouted.
"Of course he was killed by me, and his soul was destroyed!" Xiao Long said calmly, deliberately saying that although two of them were not killed by him, it doesn't matter now.
"What?!" The two men suddenly let out startled howls.
"You bastard, even if you die ten thousand times, it's not worth the life of our brother!"
Yuan Si and Yuan Wu made mournful sounds, their eyes were red, and they no longer hesitated. They rushed out together, attacking from the left and right, and two long whips like black snakes pierced Xiao Long's vital parts.
"Don't worry, you will also accompany them." Xiao Long grinned and disappeared instantly, and the two poisonous whip attacks failed.
"not good!"
Yuan Si and Yuan Wu were suddenly startled. They felt a strong wind behind them. They hurriedly turned around and suddenly discovered that Xiao Long had arrived behind them at some unknown moment.
"Void teleportation again!"
The two of them cursed secretly in their hearts and wanted to escape, but unfortunately, how could Xiao Long give them this opportunity.
"Earth Fire, Holy Fist!"
Suddenly, a large hole was burned out of the ice-covered ground. Then, flames shot up into the sky and enveloped Xiao Long, like a burning man.
Both fists were blasted out at the same time, like two dragons coming out of the sea, roaring and vibrating, with the force of wind and residual clouds, covering the two men in black robes at the same time.
"He actually wants to deal with two men in black robes at the same time?"
Zhao Xinghe was shocked in his heart. Such a black-robed man alone was close to the peak of the late stage immortal. Even he would have to fight hard for a long time to defeat him, let alone being besieged by two people and having to defend passively.
But Xiao Long actually dared to take the initiative and attack two people at the same time.
Is he careless or is he really strong?
"Boom!"
Just when Zhao Xinghe was confused, the winner was decided, and the sound shook the world.
Two black lights were hit head-on by a ball of flames, and they fell heavily to the ground, directly blasting out two large holes in the ground. Two black-robed monks sank into them and disappeared.
"Xiao Long... actually won?" Zhao Xinghe saw it clearly. Just now, the two men in black robes were seriously injured and vomited blood just by the shadow of Xiao Long's fist. Then Xiao Long actually punched them again, directly killing the two men.
The man's body was beaten to pieces, and he didn't even let out a scream.
After killing the two minions, Xiao Long looked at the Green-faced Ghost Lord with disdain and said sarcastically: "These two of your minions are a bit weak."
From Xiao Long's point of view, these two people were at the level of a master swordsman and were not yet at the peak of the late stage of the Immortal. It was easy to kill them. Even Xiao Long didn't become a demon, so he beat them to death.
The green-faced ghost king looked at Xiao Long with a cold expression, finding it hard to accept. He didn't want to believe it.
It's just that Xiao Long, who was in the early stage of Celestial Immortal cultivation, was actually able to brutally kill late Celestial Immortal. The huge level of suppression on him didn't seem to be reflected at all.
Such a monster actually appeared in front of him!
Of course, he had nothing to feel bad about after two of his men died, and finding out Xiao Long's strength was worth it.
"You are very special, but you still have to die!" The green-faced ghost king's eyes were gloomy.
"Then you can try it!"
Xiao Long was not worried at all.
After saying that, Xiao Long's aura exploded, his hands were dark and shrouded in black mist, like a demon walking out of hell. On the other side was a slender green-faced ghost king wearing gold gloves.
Seeing Xiao Long's change, he was surprised at first, but then sneered.
"Go to hell if you pretend to be a god or a ghost!"
As the green-faced ghost master finished speaking, there were suddenly some spots in the surrounding space. At first, it was unclear what they were, but as time passed, the surrounding area was filled with densely packed skeleton warriors.
These skeletal warriors are all pale, with blood-red light beating in their deeply sunken eye sockets. They look frail, but they can break through the ice on the Ice Lake of Death with ease and ease, giving people a feeling of heart palpitations.
Xiao Long noticed that among the small group of skeleton warriors at the front, several skeleton warriors had golden light in their eye sockets, scattered among a large number of ordinary skeleton warriors. The green-faced ghost king's face was a little pale, but it was very...
Obviously, he was very satisfied with his masterpiece. He suddenly raised his head to the sky and howled wildly, making a sound that did not sound like a human voice.
"Hundred Ghosts, Night Journey!"
"Ho ho ho..."
In an instant, all the skeleton warriors went crazy, roaring and screaming from nowhere.
"Bang!"
Xiao Long took advantage of the green-faced ghost king not paying attention, teleported through the void, and came to the pile of skeletons. He thrust out his palms and smashed a group of them into pieces.
"These guys are a bit difficult to deal with."
Xiao Long frowned slightly. The cultivation level of these skeleton warriors was not very strong. The ordinary skeleton warriors only had the cultivation level of the middle-stage immortals, and the skeletons with golden fire only had the cultivation level of the late-stage immortals.
However, these skeletons have one thing in common. Their bones are extremely hard. Unless they can hit their heads with one move, it will be extremely difficult to destroy them.
The skeleton army suddenly moved, numbering in the hundreds or thousands.
The green-faced ghost king was not idle either, and came to fight Xiao Long, but it seemed that controlling these skeletons distracted a lot of energy, and the green-faced ghost king's strength was lower than before.
"Die!"
The green-faced ghost king sneered, and as he spoke, a portion of the army of hundreds of skeletons separated and rushed towards Zhao Xinghe quickly. And he himself flew towards Xiao Long.
Xiao Long didn't dare to be careless and used the void teleportation array to keep moving and dodge. If he couldn't dodge, he could only punch hard with both fists, which made the blood in his body boil.
The Green-faced Ghost Lord is indeed the best among the peak immortals. To be able to obtain the title of King should not be underestimated, and it seems that the Green-faced Ghost Lord has not tried his best.
"Take Zhao Xinghe and leave here quickly!" Xiao Long, who was fighting fiercely with the Green-faced Ghost Lord, let out a loud roar.
Wu Qiniang didn't dare to delay, so she helped Zhao Xinghe and left.
However, Wu Qiniang was only at the peak of the middle stage of the Celestial Immortal. In terms of speed, she was still unable to compare with those skeleton warriors whose eye sockets were glowing with golden light. She was stopped by two golden fire skeleton warriors.
"Ha!" Wu Qiniang fought desperately, fighting two gold and fire skeletons, but soon she lost her strength.
“Clang!
A long sword suddenly deflected the fatal blow from the Golden Fire Skeleton towards Wu Qiniang, and stabbed directly, crushing the head. It was Zhao Xinghe who made the move.