Foreign guy, blonde hottie.

As soon as the two appeared, they walked towards Kaman.

"The mysterious Eastern Exorcist, we meet again. I am here for Kaman." The foreign guy smiled slightly, young and handsome.

From beginning to end, Kaman saw Qin Kun fighting with a ghost king, and shook hands and made peace, but he didn't dare to make a single word.

As a bystander, he believed in his eyes. From beginning to end, the demon was giving in to the young man. How could a ghost king who had not even used ghost skills?

He really wanted to find an opportunity to talk to the other party, but he didn't have the chance at all.

Unexpectedly, Van Helsing and Morissa came after him!

"Van Helsing, if I want to escape, you will not be able to catch up with me at all!" Kaman was furious and fell into the hands of the other party. He must have died and died. The Ghost Council has always killed as many demon apostles as they are.

"You can't escape!" said the foreign guy with a smile.

"I can!" Kaman's torture instrument iron suit pierced into the flesh, his flesh and blood were purple and his muscles were tangled.

"You can't escape!" Qin Kun stared at Kaman. The big guy can't kill you, can't kill you?

"He can!" Peng Xiao suddenly spoke.

Kaman looked at the people around him vigilantly, and suddenly heard Peng Xiao speak, just like the sound of nature.

"Mr. Ghost King, I believe in Satan and am an apostle of the demon! Do you really recognize me?"

Kaman moved to Peng Xiao's side.

Peng Xiao looked at everyone and said, "I have a clear grudge. If it weren't for this person, I might have been severely injured or even killed. I will guarantee him to leave safely."

Although Kaman felt that Peng Xiao was not interested in his proposal, he was lucky that he was on his side.

"He can't escape!"

Xu Facheng spoke and rubbed against the sword. The sky outside, a lightning bolt hanging from the sky illuminated the night.

Boom-

The huge lightning is like the power of heaven under Xu Facheng.

Peng Xiao frowned: "Sa Tianshi's Tao God vs. Sword!!"

Xu Facheng proudly raised his head: "It's not just him, you can't escape. Xu Facheng, Maoshan, begs for advice."

Who would have thought that Tianwei's sharp weapon would fall into the hands of a young man!

"Maoshan"

Peng Xiao was stunned.

He is the new Ghost King. If the other party's magic weapon is a powerful weapon, I'm afraid that today will be in danger.

"Tianwei's powerful weapon, hurts ghosts and gods, harms Tianhe, and loses life, little Taoist priest, you don't have enough cultivation, want to exchange your life with me?!"

Peng Xiao twitched his daring bun and crazy pen. Seeing Xu Facheng start chanting the spell, he no longer cared about anything else.

"Tianduzi captures, five thunders chase—"

"It's powerful and powerful, and the darkness is hidden and hidden—"

"The Yang God gave the order, and the emperor ordered the purple fire—"

"Soul-bombing thunderbolt, the gods subdue the demons at night!!!!"

"The three priests of Maoshan have been given thunder by the Jade Emperor Taizhen!!!"

"Peach God vs. Sword, Shenxiao Tianlei!"

Lightning is everywhere, heavy rain is galloping, and thunder is thunder. I regard the world as nothing, like a crazy python and beast, raging at will!

Xu Facheng will kill him as soon as he takes action!

Peng Xiao shouted loudly, and the Dharma Jue was recited at the same time!

"Gold without trace, soul without trace, eight hundred heavenly edges hanging on sky scar!"

"There is a body, and the life has its roots. Nine kalpas and the sky entangles the eternal spring!"

"The water of the yellow spring, the living dead, the waterfall is a picture of the past life!"

"The God of Heaven, the God of Earth, and the God of Earth, three thousand flame spirits protect me!"

"The earth is not earth, the soul is not the soul, and the dust of the ten wilderness worlds returns to the dust!"

"The great wise and good commander, the five techniques of flowing wine!"

The thunder of the gods was gathering and was about to slash at him. Peng Xiao's ghost blood was sprinkled into the sky. Every drop of blood, a talisman was condensed with a essay. The Crazy Writing was randomly clicked into the air, and the frequency was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, ten thousand talismans flew into the sky.

Before the thunder fell, he decided that this Maoshan disciple must die!

People use heavenly thunder to destroy ghosts, and ghosts use the five elements to kill people!

The thunder has not arrived, and the ghost talisman has arrived.

Just like the demonic winds gathered in heaven and earth, destroying them withering and rotting, wherever they pass, they are in chaos.

Fan Hessing was stunned for the first time. He saw the Taoist arts of the East and the ghost arts of the East. This power of inheriting the power of heaven and the blood curse that disrupts human nature in the West are all to some extent.

"I, Abraham Van Helsing, swear in the name of God, that I will resolve all sins and sufferings in the world! Even if it is of the same origin as the fall!"

The huge silver cross was shining with dazzling light, and the foreign guy stood in front of Xu Facheng.

"Ahhhhhhhh--"

The soul is tearing and consciousness is collapsing. The five techniques flowing wine are punished by the five elements to cut off the thought of survival. The five kinds of pains are intertwined and beaten, and are applied to foreign guys.

His soul had already floated out of his eyes, mouth and nose.

This is ghost art, ghost art of ghost king!!

The thunder finally descended.

A ghost appeared behind Peng Xiao.

Without the strange shape of the cockscomb head, that ghost is the Five Great Ghost King.

The true appearance of the Five Great Ghost King is like a needle prick, and his face is like a ferocious ape. His clothes are beautiful in color, but they are ragged on their body, with a big drum behind them.

"Master Peng, long time no see."

"Yang Yingjie?!"

The Five Great Ghost Kings are the slinging ghosts. In the sky, a lightning bolt was hit, and he slapped the drum hard. The drum vibrated, as if it could dispel the lightning bolt.

Even so, lightning fell and still hit the two ghost kings, but they were not in danger of their lives.

"Another one!!!"

Who would have thought that another one appeared!

Xu Facheng was stunned, Fan Hessing was stunned, Morissa was stunned, and Kaman was stunned.

Can the two ghost kings even withstand lightning?

Xu Facheng's arms trembled, and his black hair turned white inch by inch from the root of his hair. Half of Van Helsing's soul had floated out, and the cross on his back seemed to be about to break.

Kaman suddenly shouted, and the iron clothes on his torture instrument were cracked in half.

Behind the chest, there were ten blood holes in the iron clothes of torture instruments.

The five inner sides and the five outer sides are exactly an inverted five-pointed star.

"Satan, the omnipotent true God, I swear in the name of the demon, and give everything to you! Please give me the power to regain my rebirth in the dark and deep hell!"

At Kaman's feet, a five-star blood array appeared, wrapping Peng Xiao and the Five Great Ghost Kings.

At the same time, their ghost aura increased exponentially!

Blood, hostility, and all negative emotions in the world have made the power of ghost art grow rapidly.

The blonde hot girl, Delisa, bit her thumbs and applied blood on her cheeks.

The wheat-colored skin, bathed in the silver light of the cross, became white, holy, and golden hair, emitted a faint golden light, perhaps the illusion caused by the majestic spirit of ghosts, and her clothes became the tulle of the saint, draped over her body.

The figure is very enchanting and sexy, but it doesn't make people feel a little blasphemous.

Her hand was placed on Van Helsing's shoulder, and the huge silver cross suddenly emitted a golden light.

Van Helsing opened his arms and the cross continued to surge.

Morisa closed her eyes, two lines of blood and tears flowed down, and she raised her head and faced Peng Xiao's direction.

The battle that had already ended turned into a melee between the two sides.

Xu Facheng's hair was white, his spiritual power was exhausted, and he was almost depressed.

Peng Xiao was in a dismal spirit. Although the Five Ghost Kings helped to disperse a lot of heavenly thunder, they were still constantly attacked.

Wuwei Ghost King faces the sky thunder head-on. As a long-standing ghost king, it is now his limit.

Fan Hessing's soul had already emerged from his eyes, mouth and nose, and his mental power was constantly torn apart. He insisted on the word "two" and he had weighed more than a thousand pounds.

Morisa closed her eyes, and the blood was getting more and more, dripping on her body, dyeing the holy light red.

The blood from Kaman's chest and back flowed out like tap water, gathering into a river, his muscles began to shake greatly, and at the same time they were exhausted.

Both groups of people have reached their limit.

Next, it is time to consume each other's will.

"Enough."

A voice came from Qin Kun's mouth.

This sound hit everyone's heart like a big drum.
Chapter completed!