Xijuelu never thought that after using his own body skills and integrating into the lotus seeds of the Demonic Lotus, he would have the opportunity to be taken advantage of by other great ghosts!

He felt that there was no enemy under the Ghost King, and even some weaker Ghost Kings were not his opponents.

But now, my head was hooked by an iron rope, waiting for the arrival of the iron pestle above my head like a living target!

"No biological parents, vacuum home!"

Xijueluo's lips were torn by an iron hook, and he yelled heart-wrenchingly.

puff

Something was smashed, split into pieces, and the ghost energy was filled with it.

A broken head rolled on the ground and disappeared in a short while. Niu Meng saw that the statue of the god originally appeared behind Xijueluo and protected him the moment the nail head fell.

This pestle broke the head of Wusheng’s mother, but saved Xijueluo!

"Have you used up all the ghost energy? I almost died in your hands. The ghost messenger in Fengdu, you made me look at me with admiration!" Xi Jueluo was so sinister that he paused, and his ferocious expression was highlighted: "But, you almost killed me today and destroyed the Dharma image of the Holy Mother of My Teachings. I want to kill you!"

Hold the swords high and cut them down quickly!

"Hello"

Xijuelu suddenly heard someone calling him behind him.

And a sense of crisis quickly appeared behind the scenes.

He suddenly turned around and saw the fat man with a bun on his head, with the talisman pen hanging in his hand, and countless illusory runes hanging there, turning into a long dragon.

Fu Zong’s secret technique to draw dragons!

After finishing the last stroke, the talisman dragon roared out, Xijueluo didn't care about Niu Meng at all, and the ghost energy was injected into his feet.

Dangerous runes passed by, and the black lotus at Xijueluo's feet were dotted. If he could not escape, he waved his swords and injected ghost energy into it, cutting it off!

There are also paper talismans mixed in the talisman dragon, which is the murderous intent!

Xijueluo tried hard to avoid many runes before he was hit, and found that he had just shook slightly! This talisman dragon looked scary, but it was actually useless!

"This talisman dragon is a cover?"

The paper talismans flew over one after another, and Xijueluo regretted that he had just spent so much ghost energy, and his ghost energy was already very thin.

"Damn it!"

The last little paper talisman was avoided by the other party, and Wang Qian shouted at Qin Kun: "I have no strength. Qin Hei Dog, I will be a brother in the next life!"

Wang Qian said it was very tragic. He lay there waiting to die. He was not much of the yang energy he had kidnapped by Maitreya. He was covered with yellow armor and the Vajra Talisman, and he didn't know how many times he could get stabbed.

Xijueluo was panting. He ignored Wang Qian and turned to look at Niu Meng: "No one can save you!"

He raised his foot, and the nail-headed pestle was kicked away. He then let out his foot. The bones on Niu Meng's chest shattered and flew backwards. This time he had no strength to dodge. Xijueluo rushed over and cut off with his two swords!

It seemed that for a moment, the cow paused suddenly, as if he had turned into a dress and put it on a person.

"As soon as we face the first hurdle of the bull demon!"

The sound fell, the bull's eyes flashed, and his tired eyes changed, and he felt a little more energetic.

The moment when the bull flew backwards, Qin Kun used the remaining yang energy to come, and Niu Meng's negative emotions and the pain that stinged his heart after the sternum was broken, made Qin Kun feel like he was about to collapse!

Xi Jueluo was stunned and then said ferociously: "The ghost is above? I can't save you!"

Qin Kun opened his red bull eyes, lacking yang energy and listless mental power. It is definitely not a rational thing for a yang man with stronger spiritual power than a wild ghost to force the ghost general who is about to lose his soul!

In the current situation, your consciousness will collapse at any time. The Dust-Cast Step is not very useful, the Karma Fire God Gang is not very useful, and the Da Yan entangles the Ming Hand is not very useful. The spiritual power required for other exercises is only enough for him to use one move!

With two swords slashed, Qin Kun roared: "Yan Scorpion Sequo!"

There were only two iron chains that could be driven, entangled with Sijuro's arm, and Sijuro roared face to face: "Even if you break your mind and trap me for a moment, what can you do?"

Qin Kun ran out of spiritual power and grinned: "Your ghost energy has been used almost the same, right?"

Xijueluo said: "Is this your last words the sentence? Hahahaha... The wild ghost-level spiritual power fluctuations actually want to kill me?! The world's romance!"

The murderous intent in Qin Kun's eyes filled with: "Since you have used up your ghost energy, go and die..."

Xijueluo was stunned. At this time, the other party was still arrogant. Could it be that he really had any trump card?

He held the swords and his mind was turned on.

"I'm sure your spiritual power can't kill me!" In a moment, Xijuelu made a decision. He originally wanted to avoid it for a while, and then not avoid the counterattack!

At this time, the other party wants to kill him, is it up to two fists?!

As Xijueluo expected, the other party's panic expression did not appear. Qin Kun, who was on the verge of the ghost, flipped his palm and a hatchet appeared at some point.

"The spiritual power is gone, your father still has karma!"

"The Chaishan Sword Technique and the Six Paths of Crazy Demon!"

The surging karma surged out of the hatchet, and Xijueluo was extremely panicked, but the distance was too close. He was glad that he still had some ghost energy. A black lotus stepped out, and Xijueluo found that his arms were tightly tightly, and two iron chains wrapped around his arms, pulling him tightly.

Big, careless...

Xijueluo felt a chill in his heart. The two iron chains that could be cut off at will undoubtedly have the most deadly interference!

"Run!!! Keep running!!!" Qin Kun slashed with madness.

The souls of Chaishan are floating like ghosts, and the hatchet is dancing and thousands of prisons are shaking!

The Six Paths of Crazy Demon, as a six-style sword technique, from the beginning to the end, is the six swords!

Qin Kun has never counted how many pieces the six swords could cut the opponent into. Xijueluo was cut from head to toe. There were countless pieces of shrill screams echoing. In front of Qin Kun, a faint hole of hell appeared. The shattered Xijueluo wanted to heal and was sucked into it. Then, the tragic scene of hell disappeared.

After the six swords were cut, Qin Kun was completely exhausted and escaped from the ghost's body. He sat on the ground, gasping for breath.

In the extremely quiet basketball court, except for Wang Qian suddenly sitting up, watching Qin Kun turn the tables in disbelief!

The rest, including a group of ghost workers, felt that everything that happened was particularly unreal.

After a long time, the sound came from the basketball court where the needle could be heard.

"Brother Kun... Actually, Niu Meng was dead at that time. I'm going to rush up to block the knife for you!" Xu Tao said seriously, "Who knew you suddenly rushed up."

Qin Kun lost all his strength to slap him.

Wang Qian walked over weakly and looked at the direction of the bamboo garden.

"King Li Shan and Zhao Feng are almost the same. These two people are so useless... and they are still counting on them to come and help their lives."

I feel very comfortable after the disaster, especially when the ghost hunter kills a big ghost.

But, an unfriendly voice appeared.

"Haha, when did such an amazing Taoist priest appear in Linjiang City? You have all killed Xijueluo?"

A kind male ghost appeared, looking middle-aged, wearing the clothes of the City God.

There were two phantoms standing beside the City God.

A thin Confucian scholar, many nematodes in his mouth kept squirming, and he sucked them back like noodles.

The other is the monster with eight arms, which is Niu Meng's opponent, the Eight-Armed Demon, during the Longhuai Ghost City Martial Tea Party.

Qin Kun looked up and the name of the City God was about to emerge.

"Huaize Ghost King?"

Wang Gan was alert, Qin Kun was weak, Huaize Ghost King smiled and looked at the messy basketball court, he liked the endgame.

Other ghost messengers have very ugly expressions.

It wasn't easy to kill a half-step ghost king just now... Now there is a ghost king? The feeling of excitement just now disappeared instantly.

On the side of the basketball court, a dull ghost stood there, looking exactly like Mr. Qu. Huaize Ghost King patted him on the shoulder: "Xijueluo is dead, let's go with me in the future."

The dull ghost nodded mechanically.

The Huaize Ghost King came to the basketball court and picked up a round thing from the ground.

Qin Kun discovered that this was a lotus seed!

When Xijueluo was chopped down just now, he didn't notice that the lotus seed fell out!

The Ghost King of Huaize took it like he was eating a fairy pill, looking intoxicated.

Turning his head and looking at the direction of the bamboo garden.

"Oh, you are so lucky. You meet me..." Huaize Ghost King sighed, "Gu Xiucai, Eight-Armed Demon, these two masters are in short order, so send them on their way. Of course, these ghost friends will also send them away. If anyone wants to join me, you can consider keeping his Yin life."

Gu Xiucai said coldly: "Cheng Wang, do you want to use us to kill someone again?"

The Ghost King of Huaize smiled: "Of course, I want to go to that bamboo garden and get the seventh lotus seed. I don't have time to kill these guys."

After the Huaize Ghost King finished speaking, his face froze. Not far away, a car rushed over.

Parking, opening the door, inside, an old man with age spots walked out.

"Cheng Wang, I asked you to run 40 years ago. Are you still going to run today?" The old man's voice was like thunder, full of energy. Looking at the mess of the basketball court, the blue veins suddenly burst. He was carrying an old plaque of iron locust trees, with four big characters written on it.

The Ghost King of Huaize was helpless and felt a little moved.

"Oh, Ge Longtou, since you are here, I will give you some thin faces."

The Ghost King of Huaize said, and suddenly took action.

Stepping on the black lotus, the city god's robe disappeared, turning into a swamp rotten ghost, stinking all over, and pounced on Ge Zhan!

"roll!!!"

With a slap, the rotten ghost was dispersed by the abundant yang energy and turned into a pool of mud.

Turning back, Gu Xiucai, the eight-armed demon has disappeared.

At the end of the basketball court, the laughter of the Ghost King of Huaize came: "Ge Longtou, the mountains will not turn, see you again in the future. Keep Wuwei Mountain well, I still have a lotus seed. I can let them out!"
Chapter completed!