A long time ago, Niu Meng and a group of ghost messengers were trained in the underworld.

They have insufficient potential, but their experience is accumulating.

When he escaped from the hands of the Tongming Ghost King, he at least had the ability to compete with the Ghost King. For a long time, Niu Meng and other ghost messengers were practicing hard.

They are not as interested in chores as Eunuch Chang.

It is not like Xu Tao, the old ghost in Jinyi, who is leisurely and leisurely about life in the world.

Not as satisfied with the present as female ghosts such as wedding dress ghosts.

Niu Meng, skinned, sunken river ghosts, and hanged ghosts are all warlike ghosts!

As their friend, Shui Monk also became a member of them.

Today, the five of them fought against the two ghost kings and fought back. If there were other ghosts watching the battle, their chins would be shocked. When will the ghost generals threaten the ghost king?! The gap in strength between them is a huge difference.

The ghost grass is planted in the body of the Trench Ghost King. The ghost king's vagina that was scratched by the Yama Scorpion rope was quickly repaired, but the ghost grass is difficult to remove.

A hint of surprise appeared on the face of the child whom the Trench Ghost King hated.

"What kind of ghost trick is this?!"

"Is parasitic ghost technique fun?" Peeling smiled. At most, seven earth vein spirit seeds could be stored in his body. One of them was penetrated into the other person's body. With the inspiration of the earth vein spirit seeds, the ghost grass sprouted faster than expected!

Apart from absorbing ghost energy, those ghost grasses have no substantial damage, but the grass roots spread to the body of the Trench Ghost King, blocking the joints, blocking the qi veins, making the Trench Ghost King extremely uncomfortable.

No one has a ball of grass in his stomach, he will not feel very good.

"A Zheng, don't panic, that parasitic ghost grass can be removed. You retreat first, I'll do it!"

The Ghost King of the Sea Tomb roared, and suddenly scales grew all over his body. His bones also turned into fish bones. A mouth, several rows of sharp teeth emitted a white light.

"Corpse Shark!"

A phantom of a bone shark appeared. It could not swim in the temple, but the shark jumped up and almost turned into substance, biting towards the cow!

There is no way to avoid it!

Niu Meng found that there was a monk Shui standing behind him. If he avoided him, monk Shui would undoubtedly die!

The slight wave was extremely powerful. Niu Meng was hibernating with a sharp ghost aura. Niu Meng was sweating coldly. Suddenly, a human skin cloak fell on him.

“Skin?”

Niu Meng was shocked. This was a life-saving ghost technique for skinning. The reason why skin dared to sit in the statue was because the human skin puppet could block the damage of death for him once. At this moment, skinning actually used the human skin cloak on himself!

"Brother Niu, hold on for a while, I don't believe Zhang Bu, Feng Xuantong won't save us!"

Skinning and roaring, Niu Meng was full of anger, so let's hold on for a while!

boom

With one hoof on the ground, the bull was about to attack, and the hanged ghost flew over the top of his head.

"I'll fill in the mouth of this shark, you go and hit that big nose!"

After saying that, the hanged ghost was bitten by the corpse shark phantom! This is the ultimate destructive magic of the Ghost King of the Sea Tomb. If you fight head-on, even the Ghost King will be seriously injured!

The shrill scream, the sensation of biting through the soul, made the hanged ghost feel so painful, and then he said it was so happy. The hanged ghost's scream spread in the ears of the bull, and the bull's eyes suddenly turned red.

The Hanging Ghost is a shadow spirit who wants to die but cannot die. As a brother, Niu Meng knows the pain in his heart. Whenever he thinks of the tragic scenes in his life, he can only end his death when he is in pain, but this does not mean that the Hanging Ghost is not afraid of pain.

The hanged ghost was bitten so badly, and the killing attack of the Ghost King of the Sea Tomb was blocked. At this moment, the Ghost King of the Sea Tomb found that the bull demon in front of him suddenly rose a little higher.

I saw the Bull Demon coming to him, throwing out the Yama Scorpion Rope in his hand, hooking him up.

"It's useless!!! This little injury can't even hurt me. This is the difference between the Ghost King and the Ghost General!" The Ghost King of the Sea Tomb shouted loudly.

But the bull demon turned a blind eye.

At this moment, the sound of the bull demon is like a bell, and its anger is pouring out, like a tsunami collapse.

"Pi Li Ba Yin Dust!"

"Thunder shocked the ghosts and gods!"

"No sword is raised in ten thousand battles!"

"Mengzhi kills the immortal realm!"

"The nine-destroying Yin power and nine-demon appear, and it will not be the ghost king who harms the world!"

"I am Niu Meng, a ghost soldier in the East Heaven Skull Crush Prison. You are still in a position to surrender!"

After seven Yan Scorpion ropes, the cow Meng suddenly grew two white bone ropes on the back!

Ghost weapon, Nine Destructions!

The stimulating ghost weapon that only exists in the Nine Nether Hell is urged by extreme anger!

Two white bone ropes suddenly hooked the Yinlong on the neck of the Ghost King of the Sea Tomb. The Yinlong seemed to feel great fear and wanted to struggle but could not get out.

He was stunned for a moment. He had never seen Niu Meng's ghost trick before.

Chen Jianggui was stunned. The spiritual power fluctuations on the two bone ropes were so big that they were scary.

Monk Shui was stunned. The white bone rope was clearly Niu Meng's soul power and soul power. This was not a ghost technique that Niu Meng could induce on his own!

Just now, the extremely weak hanged ghost was shocked and shouted with all his strength: "Niu Meng! You are crazy!!! How can the power of your soul be used randomly?"

Niu Meng's eyes were already red, and he turned a deaf ear to the sound of the hanged ghost.

He was the first ghost messenger to follow Qin Kun. His current strength is not even ranked in the top five. Niu Meng is very simple and stubborn. He just wants to become stronger simply, but his potential is too low, so it is a luxury to become stronger.

The long-depressed mood erupted, and Niu Meng didn't care about that much.

"The power of the gods... is like a prison!"

For a moment, the ghosts thought they had gone to hell.

In a trance, the scenes of Hebo Temple and the tragic scene of Hell were constantly switching until the ghosts felt that the temple really landed on the ground.

The surrounding wind was crying and ghosts kept coming into the temple.

"I died so miserably..."

"Who will give me a relief..."

"Who can help me..."

These ghosts are all ghosts with broken heads.

This hell is also called the Skull Broken Jail.

Divine power is like a prison!

Only the ghost technique that can be used together with two ox heads and horses faces is performed by Niu Meng alone at this moment.

Bang……

The Ghost King of the Sea Tomb suddenly felt his head explode.

Tinnitus appeared, and his consciousness recovered in a trance. With a bang, his head exploded again.

The continuous burst sounds of skull explosions made the Ghost King of the Sea Tomb stagger. He could do nothing except stand there and accept the result of his head bursting.

"how so!!!"

The Ghost King of the Sea Tomb roared loudly in his heart, but it was useless.

The time for consciousness recovery is too short!

The sound of the head exploding and firecrackers came one after another, and the ghosts were surprised, and the hateful child of the Trench Ghost King also showed surprise.

No matter what, he never expected that the Ghost King of the Sea Tomb would be beaten like this by a ghost general?

Is it ridiculous?

The Trench Ghost King shivered all over. He could not count how many times the Trench Ghost King's head had exploded.

The Bull Demon began to bleed in seven orifices, and then the frequency of headshots of the Ghost King in the Sea Tomb became slower and slower.

"I see clearly! Is it the flying soul leg?"

When Niu Mo was covered in blood, the monk Shui who had cultivated the Dharma Body Eye caught the subtle changes. Every time the other party shot his head, Niu Meng kicked him at an extremely fast speed!

That kind of speed is not the speed that a ghost general should have!

"District? This... the trait given to him by the skull jail?"

The monk Water looked out the window and was no longer surrounded by the trench ghost king, but a hell of the underworld, with depression, loneliness, claustrophobia, panic, and panic. There were evil spirits everywhere here and crying everywhere.
Chapter completed!