Text text_Chapter 1843: The reward of Seven Young Masters?
"Hmph, Lin Chuxiong, you are so scheming. You have already been expelled from the imperial court. How dare you pull the Human Emperor's tiger skin to deal with our Ghost King Sect?" Huang Qishao licked his lips and sneered.
"Shameless villain..."
"Hey, this guy named Lin is really shameless. Fortunately, the sect leader was not deceived by him."
"Does this need to be said? When has our Ghost King Sect ever been afraid of others? No matter what, the sect leader is also one of the oldest half-step immortals. Even if the three princes' mansions, the Lin family, and the people of the court are still worshipers, so what? Kill our Ghost King Sect.
Even if Zhu Wuji took action personally, he would never be able to protect them."
"..."
Seeing Emperor Huangquan so powerful.
All the elders and disciples of the Ghost King Sect felt elated and arrogant for a moment. Even those who looked at the Tianhuo Sect and those who presented themselves to the court couldn't help but show a bit of contempt.
"Lin Chuxiong, this sect leader has already repaid the kindness of your ancestor. Since you insist on going your own way and want to protect that kid, you can't blame me."
‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’…
Emperor Huangquan's aura suddenly condensed, and he saw that the three-headed dragon beast roared low, and a scarlet anger burst out from its eyes as big as a copper bell, facing Lin Chuxiong,
The two ghost painters rushed over.
Those three dragon beasts were already famous in ancient times. Just the ferocious aura they exuded made Xianchao and the powerful men of Tianhuo Sect tremble and step back a few steps.
His face was full of fear and horror.
"Home...Master, get out of here."
Whoosh!
Seeing that the target of the three dragon beasts was Lin Chuxiong, the faces of all the Lin family members suddenly changed. A dozen or so people with similar cultivation levels to Lin Chuxiong, all elders of the Star Emperor Realm, offered sacrifices to their hands.
The magic weapon came over.
The speed of the dragon beast is extremely fast.
A few hundred meters away, in just the blink of an eye, it swooped down on top of Lin Chuxiong's head, opened its mouth to reveal its fangs, and bit down on Lin Chuxiong.
The other two heads focused on the ghost painter.
"Hmph, you damn evil beast, you really think highly of this painter. You only use one head to deal with Lin Chuxiong, but when you get to this painter, you attack both heads together?" The ghost painter laughed angrily twice, his eyes like lightning.
He looked at the two heads of the three dragon beasts ferociously, and said ferociously, "Okay, let me have a look at what you, this ancient beast, are capable of."
‘Woo’, ‘Woo’, ‘Woo’…
The monstrous ghost mist spread out from the ghost painter's body. Before the heads of the three dragon beasts swooped down, he saw it bite his fingers as fast as lightning, and said in a cold voice: "Netherworld Stream,
Sleepy."
Boom!
The blood on the ghost painter's fingers spilled out, and with a slight wave of his arm, the bright red ghost blood instantly painted a scene of netherworld.
Countless beast corpses and bones stretched out their claws from the bloody picture and grabbed the heads of the three dragon beasts. At first glance, it seemed that there were at least hundreds of thousands of corpse beasts captured.
The heads of three dragon beasts.
"Netherworld Stream, Hell?" Seeing the Ghost Painter's methods, Emperor Huangquan, who was standing not far away, shook his head, looked at the Ghost Painter with a mocking expression, and said: "You are also practicing the Ghost Way, but unfortunately, your methods
, the difference between the magic skills and Gui Lao is not even a little bit, but with this little ability, do you dare to go against this sect leader?"
"Huang Quan, you are so happy, it's too... too early." Hearing the other party's ridicule, the ghost painter gritted his teeth, glanced at Emperor Huang Quan with a livid face, and said with a buzz: "Huh, put these three poems together
Dragon Beast, hurry up and go, what if you are half a step into the immortal realm? After it is trapped in the Netherworld Stream, I want to see how your vicious star soul can come out."
"Ouch..."
Hundreds of thousands of white bones and beast claws were exerted at the same time, and the power that exploded was naturally extraordinary. Although the three dragon beasts, like Emperor Huangquan, were already halfway to the immortal state, they were still grabbed and pulled by those hands.
He moved towards the Netherworld Stream step by step.
The power of these white bone beast claws is not small.
Among them, there were dozens of bone claws, leaving deep bone-visible scars on the heads of the three dragon beasts on the spot, causing them to roar in anger.
"You evil beast, no matter how hard you struggle, it's useless." The ghost painter said with a ferocious and crazy look on his face.
"Boom!"
He had already forced all the elders of the Lin family back, and even tore into pieces the heads of seven or eight people, then turned around and rushed towards the ghost painter's position.
I saw it open its mouth and bite, and the hundreds of thousands of bones and claws were torn to pieces in an instant.
The other two heads, as soon as they got out of trouble, rushed towards the ghost painter.
"Damn... damn, the people of the Lin family are all a bunch of trash." The ghost painter's face suddenly changed, his eyes full of angry curses, and he said: "With so many people, they can't even block the head of the dragon beast.
Come on, how dare you make noises with that guy from Huang Quan?"
The three dragon beasts have transferred all their anger to the ghost painter.
The ghost painter, who was always cautious, turned his head and fled into the distance when he saw this scene.
No matter how arrogant it was, it would never dare to go head-to-head with an ancient ferocious beast that was half a step into the Immortal Realm. What's more, the ferocious beast was completely angered by it.
"Hmph, you have angered my dragon beast. Even if your mother gives you a few more legs and lets you run back to Netherworld Stream, you will be picked out by it and swallowed alive." Emperor Huang Quan sneered twice.
, facing the elders and disciples of the Ghost King Sect behind him, he said in a cold voice: "Kill everyone in the Lin family, leaving no one behind."
"Yes, Sect Master."
‘Bang’, ‘Bang’, ‘Bang’…
The elders and disciples of the Ghost King Sect rushed towards the Lin family.
"Brother Ye, do you want us to go help?" the evil tiger demon king hummed.
"Help, kill as many people as there are from the Ghost King Sect." Ye Xingchen roared, then rushed towards the nearest elder of the Ghost King Sect, and said in a cold voice: "Emperor Huangquan, if this young master does not die today,
Sooner or later, they will uproot your Ghost King Sect and dig up the ancestral graves of your Huang family."
"You little beast, you want to dig up the ancestral graves of our Huang family, but I'm afraid you won't have the chance." Huang Qishao sneered twice and said to the elders of the Ghost King Sect: "Who can capture that kid alive? Wait until we get back.
After joining the Ghost King Sect, I will be richly rewarded."
"Haha, the reward from the Seventh Young Master is very rare." An elder, who looked about the same age as Mr. Ghost, jokingly said: "No matter what the reward from the Seventh Young Master is, I will thank you in advance."
It’s over, little beast, get over here.”
Woohoo!
The old man laughed a few times and reached out to grab Ye Xingchen.
A demonic star soul appeared above his head with a 'buzz' sound. Looking at Ye Xingchen opposite, he laughed strangely, 'Jie', 'Jie', 'Jie', as if he wanted to
As if greedy for merit, he rushed towards Ye Xingchen several minutes faster than the old man.