The dungeon has always been a hiding place for demons and demons.

This has little to do with the ten halls of Yan Jun and their subordinate ghosts and demons not working hard.

After all, the underworld is too big, and even with the Bodhisattva who will probably never become a Buddha, there are countless fierce ghosts and demon giants hiding in it.

This Ao Xian in front of him is one of them.

Normally, this guy turned into a sea of bones, dismantling his entire body and turning it into all kinds of strange bones that stretched over the mountains of the underworld.

I used to think that this was a unique dungeon plant, but now it seems that my vision is not enough.

I am Mr. Fu now, and according to the rules of the bulls, Mr. Fu's name should be called Ah Fu.

It sounds a little silly, anyway, that's what the old cow who has run away said.

Compared with the clan name Ah Pong inherited by Lao Niu, Ah Fu is indeed not so good-sounding.

But Mr. Fu's strength is here, coupled with this strange person with five heads on his body, the two ghosts join forces to resist Ao Xian, who is transformed into white bones.

Ao Xian's body is naturally a high-flying dragon clan, looking at this posture, it is still one of the real dragons, otherwise it is impossible to take Ao as the surname.

True dragons are born with extraordinary strength, and the newborn little dragons are even stronger than my current strength.

Of course, only those with dragon blood are not counted among them.

Ao Xian's strength is not to mention when he is alive, after all, he has turned into dry bones now, even if he still has some strength, it is not as good as when he was alive.

At the beginning, Ao Xian's mouth continued to spit out miserable white bone fire, and when Mr. Fu touched a little, he would feel a piercing pain in his heart.

My feelings come from Mr. Fuku's memories, and the feelings he can recall will really fall on me.

Therefore, I have all the pain that Mr. Fu felt when he was beaten by Ao Xian.

The pain was indescribable, and even the pain I felt when I was injured during the Tribulation was not as good as this experience.

This memory is the equivalent of a dream to me, in which if the stimulus is too great, it will wake up.

But I showed no signs of waking up.

I could only borrow Mr. Fu's perspective and watch three powerful ghosts fighting in one place.

The one with five heads is also a ghost king, and his strength is also quite powerful.

His head seems to have a substitute for death.

During the struggle, the five-headed ghost king didn't notice it for a while, and was entangled by Ao Xian, and finally exploded, turning into a black yin qi in the sky.

But after a few breaths, the guy condensed the ghost body again.

On top of his new image, the hideous beast head on his right knee that was constantly screaming and scolding, and even spitting ghosts, had disappeared.

Not long after, countless marks also appeared on Ao Xian's body, and large pieces of bone were cut open, leaving extremely deep scars.

In my opinion, this fight will not end in general.

Since Mr. Fu and the Ghost King of the Hat dared to find Ao Xian, it meant that they already had the certainty to deal with Ao Xian, otherwise, such ghosts would never act at will.

Therefore, I think that the final victory should belong to Mr. Fu and them.

The end of this battle is already sealed.

"Yin Dragon Ao Xian, disobedient and unsubordinate, in the past three thousand six hundred years, there are countless ghosts in the underworld, used to nourish their own bodies, we are ordered by Yan Jun, Yin Shuai's order, will be destroyed here!"

Mr. Fu suddenly spoke, and the reason for opposing Ao Xian was quite open.

As for whether this is the case, I don't know yet.

In the sky, the five-headed huge blackbird was also constantly spewing black light, which seemed to be able to penetrate everything, but there was nothing it could do with Ao Xian.

I watched it intently for a long time, and in the end, I didn't find that Mr. Fu had used the soul in the three soul devouring forks.

And the feeling I feel about this magic weapon is completely different from the feeling when I actually saw it.

I can only use pure two words to describe the current three-strand Soul Eater Fork.

"Could it be that Mr. Fu at this time has not yet begun to devour souls?"

Judging from this memory, Mr. Fuku's strength has surpassed my strength in the previous battle.

Later, no matter what the reason was, Mr. Fu must have embarked on the path of devouring souls to replenish his body, and his strength would naturally increase dramatically.

As soon as I thought of this, I was immediately filled with gratitude for the Heavenly Dao Barrier that had not completely disappeared.

If it weren't for the existence of this Heavenly Dao barrier, which weakened Mr. Fu's strength, I am afraid that we would not be able to hold out to the moment when Lao Niu and them appeared.

After a long time of fighting, the blood-colored moon hanging in the Netherworld seemed to have become dim.

Then the blood-red moonlight, I was able to borrow Mr. Fu's eyes and see far away.

Beyond the mountains, there is a vast forest sea of black oppression, but I don't know if those trees have anything to say.

"Ao Xian, if you can be restrained now, we can guarantee that we will leave your Yuan Shen and keep your soul immortal!" As soon as Mr. Fu finished speaking, he saw Ao Xian's body suddenly circling, his body flying into the air, and the huge dragon head looked up at the blood moon on his head.

With Ao Xian's dragon roar, the blood-red moonlight was all attracted by him, turning into countless scales draped over his body, or into sharp teeth and claws.

Ao Xian's aura skyrocketed, causing the situation of Mr. Fu and the unknown Ghost King to be in a critical situation.

The five-headed Ghost King was the first to lose, and even if he could dodge a few attacks that would cause him to scatter, he would not be able to withstand the many hits he had.

When the ghost king only had one head left on his head, he immediately turned into a black wind and landed on the back of the five-headed bird flying in the air.

I could see at once what this guy was going to do.

There is no doubt that this guy wants to run.

Mr. Fu should have thought the same way, but he inevitably procrastinated a little, which led to a slow step, and when he wanted to slip away, it was already too late.

Ao Xian's sanity is not reserved enough, he prefers a beast, so Ao Xian sets his sights on Mr. Fu and beats him violently.

It's all back to me.

Immediately, I felt like I wanted to faint.

I even wish I could get out of it quickly.

But it backfired, and after coming to Mr. Fu's memory, I couldn't take the initiative to quit or faint.

At the moment, it seems that I can only be woken up.

On the previous two occasions, Huang Feng Rat Xiao Huang and Lao Ding both woke me up quickly, but this time, no one has woken me up until now.

So, whether I want it or not, I'm going to have to go through this painful experience.

Being beaten like a ball by a real dragon, even a dead real dragon.

(End of chapter)