Chapter 388

When Wang Xiaoming's words fell, he saw the four holy envoys strike at the same time, and the mighty aura shook towards the entire hall.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the green dragon whose figure rushed over like a ghost, and slapped it angrily.

There were six rounds of scorching sun rotating around his body, and then, the Qinglian Sword turned into a ray of light, releasing sword qi around it, fusing the sword technique of the "Nine Yang Heavenly Jue", and the blazing sword qi spread.

When Qinglong's palm slapped out, he found that this piercing sword qi faintly had a blazing temperature, and the two collided together.

Bang!

The space shook, the fire spread, and everything around was affected by the spread of the impact air.

And the green dragon was also shaken back.

"If you want to retreat, this immortal monarch will let you retreat!"

Wang Xiaoming, who grinned evilly, directly flashed and came behind Qinglong.

By the time Qinglong reacted, Wang Xiaoming had already slapped his palm behind him.

Seeing this, Youji was full of vast divine power and blasted towards Wang Xiaoming, and the other two holy envoys also hurriedly rushed over to fight against Wang Xiaoming together.

Bang!

There was a roar in the air, and the forces that collided together had nowhere to place, and they burst in an instant, not only the four great holy envoys were shocked back, but even Wang Xiaoming staggered back.

At this moment, Qinglong, Youji and others discovered that this seemingly young child actually had such a profound cultivation.

The four holy envoys stood together, all looking at Wang Xiaoming with shocked eyes.

"This son is strange, and he must report to the ghost king immediately. A holy envoy said to the green dragon.

The expression under the veil was very flat, but her eyes became solemn and she looked at Qinglong.

Qinglong's somewhat delicate face was also a little wary of Wang Xiaoming, who suddenly entered the main altar, and even a little wary, he muttered for a while, and said to Wang Xiaoming: "Your Excellency came to the Ghost King Sect, what is the matter?"

Wang Xiaoming's expression was indifferent, looking at a few people, knowing that they were a little afraid of themselves now, but they were not afraid, so he said with a smile: "The purpose of my coming is to make a big fuss, whether you kill or not, it depends on the situation." ”

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Qinglong's brows furrowed slightly, thinking to himself what kind of reason this is, besides, my ghost king's sect's address is so secret, it stands to reason that even if it is a person from Qingyunmen, it is impossible to find here, how did this person find here?

Moreover, he also said just now that he is not a disciple of Qingyun Sect.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Qinglong as if he was thinking about something, waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't think about it, I came here today, I am not instructed by anyone, and no one can order me to do anything." ”

At this time, a large number of disciples of the Ghost King Sect had already gathered around, ready to make a move at any time.

Wang Xiaoming walked over slowly.

When Wang Xiaoming walked over like this, many people moved with him with fear on their faces, but they didn't move.

Even Qinglong and Yuhime were nervous.

At this moment, two figures quickly appeared in front of Qinglong and Youji.

The two of them are extraordinary, vigorous and powerful, and have the demeanor of kings.

Wang Xiaoming watched these two people appear, so he stopped and looked at the two people who came.

"I don't know if Your Excellency is coming, Wan Mou is far away!" The middle-aged man led by him was also in high spirits, his eyes looked at Wang Xiaoming, and he looked a little mildly smiling.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the middle-aged man, his expression moved slightly, and then he clasped his fists and saluted slightly, as a sign of politeness, and said crisply: "The sect master of the Ghost King Sect is going to ten thousand people?"

The person who came to win the soul was the ghost king, and the one around him was Mr. Ghost.

"It's a contemptible person, I don't know why Your Excellency came to my Ghost King Sect, and you also injured my disciples, it's not good!" the Ghost King said lightly.

When Wang Xiaoming heard this, he couldn't help but smile and said, "The ghost king is serious, in fact, I don't want to do this, but they want to stop me, so I can only do it." ”

Mr. Ghost listened to this, frowned slightly, and said to the Ghost King: "Sect Master, in my opinion, he may have been sent by Qingyun to make trouble, and now that he knows the stronghold of my Ghost King Sect, he must not let him go." ”

The ghost king hurriedly waved his hand, signaling him not to continue, looked at Wang Xiaoming, and said with a smile: "Why did Your Excellency do it here?"

"It's just a matter of doing things, the ghost king doesn't need to be nervous. Wang Xiaoming grinned, then looked at Mr. Ghost and said, "Old man, I'm not from Qingyun, I'm a free man, and ..... I advise you to be kind!"

"You .....," Mr. Ghost was surprised, thinking that he could actually hear it.

The ghost king also looked slightly condensed, thinking that this son actually heard the conversation between him and Mr. Ghost just now.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the surprised expressions of the two, grinned coldly, and said: "Don't be surprised, at this moment, I know exactly what you think in your hearts, but you think a little too much, I came here, and it is not as complicated as you think." ”

"Let me emphasize again, I am not a disciple of the Qingyun Sect. When Wang Xiaoming said this, his whole body was full of momentum, and he said coldly: "Because, I just razed Qingyunmen to the ground, so I rushed to Huqi Mountain." ”

As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere at the scene became unusually quiet, the needle drop could be heard, the faces of the ghost king and Mr. ghost changed slightly, and they looked at each other, looking particularly shocked.

"You..... You said you had been to Qingyunmen?" Mr. Ghost looked at Wang Xiaoming in some surprise and asked excitedly.

Wang Xiaoming nodded and said, "That's right, I've also seen the power of the Zhuxian Sword, but it's not that powerful, you can see that I'm fine." ”

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's understatement, the ghost king was a little speechless, and he had seen the power of the Immortal Sword, but from this kid's mouth, there didn't seem to be anything unusual.

Where did he come from?

Wang Xiaoming felt that the atmosphere at the scene was quiet, and he shook his head helplessly, and said: "I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air, so next, this Immortal Monarch has to make some movement, otherwise wouldn't it be for nothing to come to the Ghost King Sect to go?"

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Qinglong and Youji stepped forward, blocked in front of the ghost king, and said, "Sect Master, this son is strange, you have to be careful." ”

The Ghost King waved his hand, walked past Qinglong and Youji, faced Qinglong and Youji alone, and said, "It's okay, I want to see how tall the person who can deal with the Zhuxian Sword is." ”

"Sect Master!" Mr. Ghost was a little worried.

"Sect Master!" Qinglong and Youji said in unison.

"Stand back. The Ghost King whispered, and in that case, it seemed that his decision was unquestionable.

Looking at the eyes of the ghost king, Mr. Ghost, Qinglong, and Youji slowly stepped back.

The Ghost King looked at Wang Xiaoming and said, "Although I don't know what you want, this seat can tell you that what you want, my Ghost King Sect doesn't have it." ”

Wang Xiaoming snorted coldly and said, "Don't want anything, I just want to blow up the house!"