Chapter 387

When they heard Wang Xiaoming's words, several people from the Ghost King Sect present couldn't help but be slightly stunned, although they didn't know what he meant, but they thought that it was definitely not a good word, so they looked at each other, and then looked at Wang Xiaoming's eyes and became vicious.

Wang Xiaoming's eyes became very cold when he saw several people, and he could clearly feel the strong killing intent.

Several people took out their weapons and shouted angrily: "Kill him!"

With a 'bang', several figures were like ghosts, and they rushed towards Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming grinned and sneered, and suddenly the flames burst all over his body, and with a 'boom', the monstrous flames swept away, covering several people, and then he heard a burst of miserable shouts.

These disciples of the Ghost King Sect were burned by the flames, and they were in a mess, and they even rolled on the ground.

Wang Xiaoming's figure was suspended in the air, like a fairy child who had suddenly descended, and slowly moved over.

"Spare your life....." Several people saw Wang Xiaoming's power, so they screamed miserably and desperately shouted for mercy.

For several people's begging for mercy, Wang Xiaoming's face was not unusual, he was very calm, and he said lightly: "Where is the ghost king?"

"In the main altar!" the disciple of the Ghost King Sect couldn't help but say.

Wang Xiaoming grinned, nodded, and then looked at Huqi Mountain, where the clouds and mist were swirling, the golden lotus flowers bloomed under his feet, and his body rose lightly.

He didn't say anything, but flew towards Huqi Mountain.

When Wang Xiaoming left, the flames burning all over the body of several disciples of the Ghost King Sect present disappeared.

However, although they did not die, they were still burned, somewhat disgraced, or more precisely, blackened.

In the main altar of the Ghost King Sect, there are many sect members patrolling back and forth, which can be described as heavily guarded.

Even if there were any prohibitions around the entire Ghost King Sect, Wang Xiaoming would be able to come and go freely.

When Wang Xiaoming appeared, many members of the sect had already noticed him.

After all, Wang Xiaoming's all this fell from mid-air in a bright light, so it was normal for people to notice it for the first time.

When these people saw Wang Xiaoming appear, they all looked towards him, and then directly started to move.

Many ghost king religious congregations are still good at cultivating, and they flew up directly and surrounded Wang Xiaoming.

When Wang Xiaoming saw these people approaching, his body was shocked, and the majestic spiritual power spread, rippling in circles, and the people affected quickly flew away, like a stone falling, scattered in various places.

After shaking all the ghost king sectarians into the air, Wang Xiaoming landed steadily, looking at the black-clothed man who was still rushing over, his hands stretched out, and his lips opened lightly: "Shenluo Heavenly Expedition!"

Rumble!

It was like a balloon exploding, with Wang Xiaoming as the center, it exploded in an instant, and the extremely impactful air wave exploded, shaking the people who came in.

Even the surrounding buildings collapsed one after another under this shock.

At this moment, four figures turned into four rays of light and fell, surrounding Wang Xiaoming in the center.

The four of them shot at the same time, the aura was immense, and there was a faint sound of beast roars.

There are dragon shadows, tiger roars, bird songs, and huge Xuanwu figures appear.

The power they released together was very strong, so even Wang Xiaoming released a powerful power with a solemn expression to resist the attacks of the four people.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the four people, three men and one woman, all of them were extraordinary, the woman in purple, with a veil covering her face, the outline was unusually clear, presumably the face under the veil was extremely beautiful.

However, at this moment, her eyes became extremely cold, and she kept releasing her power, as if she wanted to suppress Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming looked at these four figures, in the Ghost King Sect, a person with such a good cultivation must be the four holy envoys of the Ghost King Sect.

As soon as he thought of this, Wang Xiaoming's body was shocked, and the powerful impact shattered the power of the four people joining forces, and the four people who were originally pouring strength to trap Wang Xiaoming were shocked back a few steps.

The four holy envoys of the Ghost King Sect are naturally the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Youji (Vermilion Bird), and the Xuanwu.

Qinglong is a handsome young man, he looked at Wang Xiaoming first, and said, "Child..... I didn't expect you to have such cultivation at such an age, which sect are you from?"

The other three looked at Wang Xiaoming vigilantly and did not speak.

"I, Bai Xianjun, am the head of the White Immortal Sect. Wang Xiaoming said nonsense.

Anyway, it's not the first time I've talked like this.

"White Immortal Gate?" Qinglong heard this, his expression was slightly condensed, and he was slightly surprised.

Obviously, he had never heard of this sect.

"I only know about Qingyun Gate, but I have never heard of any White Immortal Gate. Qinglong's expression returned to normal, and he said with a smile: "Dare to ask, what is the connection between you?"

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly waved his hand and shook his head, and said: "It doesn't matter, Baixianmen is Baixianmen, Qingyunmen is Qingyunmen, and there is no connection, besides, I just made a big fuss about Qingyunmen, and I came to your Ghost King Sect." ”

Hearing this, Youji frowned slightly, thinking that this person actually went to Qingyun, and it did seem that he had fought with someone.

But Qingyun is the No. 1 sect of righteous path cultivation, and it is also the so-called No. 1 sect of the righteous path, he went to Qingyunmen to make a fuss, will he be fine?

This was the question that the other two holy envoys had on their minds.

"You broke into Qingyunmen alone?" Qinglong was a little surprised, and then couldn't help laughing, and said, "You are young, will it be okay to go wild in Qingyunmen?"

Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "That's nature, in this world of cultivating immortals, no one can trap me yet, even that old man can't do it." ”

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Qinglong's eyebrows raised slightly, because he seemed to sense that Wang Xiaoming was a little unkind.

Looking at the change in the expression on Qinglong's face, Wang Xiaoming said with a smile: "Don't be so nervous, I came mainly to find the ghost king, and I don't want to fight too stiff with you, so I bother you to report and let the ghost king come out to see this immortal king." ”

"Presumptuous!" Xuanwu shouted loudly, "The sect master can see it if you want to. ”

"Really?" Wang Xiaoming said, "Actually, if I want to see it, I can really see it." ”

Without waiting for a few people to speak, Wang Xiaoming continued to say in a stern tone: "Hurry up and let the Ghost King come to see this Immortal Monarch, otherwise, next, your Ghost King Sect will be severely punished." ”

Qinglong's face changed suddenly, and he became very cold, and said: "Presumptuous, if you want to see the sect master, pass my Qinglong level first." ”

Qinglong was full of strength and aimed at Wang Xiaoming.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming grinned and said, "The four holy envoys under the Ghost King, I don't know how much ability they have, and they can hold this Immortal Monarch!"