A secret treasure that can suppress eighteen ghost children.

So why did Arondo do it when he knew so?

And when Arondo arrived, he had already mentioned the secret treasure, and Azan Tunting deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, and slaughtered all over the house, it seems that the great reason was because he wanted to steal the secret treasure.

Time.

Everyone was nervous......

Is the situation still changing?

Liu Wei had a heart, and suddenly suddenly, and said in a low voice: "No, Pashan is clearly fearless." ”

Deng Ziqing immediately looked over, and sure enough, Pa Shan had a smile on his face, looking disapplied.

And when Deng Ziqing looked at Qin Dong, Qin Dong had already discovered this scene, and just smiled and said: "Whether it is Pashan or Arondo, if they dare to come to the door, they must have been prepared......

"I don't think the secret treasure is on Azan Tunting now. ”

At this moment.

Qin Dong became more and more interested in everything in front of him.

What is the foundation of Arondo and Azan's mentorship?

And the secret treasure that can suppress the eighteen ghost children and absorb nutrients is by no means ordinary.

Now, in Qin Dong's eyes, Azantun is like a game BSS with countless treasures, as long as he is killed, countless equipment and experience points will be exploded.

Treasures are equipment.

Yin and evil veins are obviously experience points.

Sure enough.

Just as Qin Dong guessed, at this time, Azan Tunting still did not move, the so-called secret treasure was not seen at all, and he himself did not say a word.

Arondo smiled.

"The treasure is not there?"

He was clearly not surprised.

"So ......"

"Don't blame me for being rude!"

He pinched the law in his hand, and when the Ming King Dharma ascended, it expanded, rising to the sky, and the yin qi turned into haze, and the black fog actually stirred the dark clouds and covered the dome.

Sanskrit sounds from the mouth of the Ming king......

Eighteen ghost boys rioted, screaming incessantly, and they rushed towards Azan Tunting.

Such a battle made everyone in the audience palpitate.

Azantun looked stiff, as if he was struggling with something.

Just waiting for the eighteen ghost children to attack, he immediately scurried around, trying to break them one by one.

But the eighteen ghost boys seemed to have spiritual intelligence, forming a formation on their own, and never scattering to give the enemy the slightest chance.

The yin aura was pervasive, almost enveloping Azan Tunting.

In the eyes of others, Azanthon's defeat has been revealed.

However.

Whether it was Qin Dong or Na Arondo, the expressions on their faces were a little dignified.

Arondo knows this senior brother of his very well, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and until now a hole card has not been sacrificed, whether it is a ghost boy or a head-lowering technique, it is still deeply hidden.

Now, it's all on its own.

And Qin Dong understood that Azan Tunting had reached the critical moment of shaping into a yin body.

He obviously couldn't bear to vent the gas machine and put his previous efforts in vain.

If he showed his means a little, the current scene would never be like this, and if he really wanted to crush Arondo, he could only raise his hand.

Maybe.

Azanton was gambling.

I want to use my physical strength to kill Arondo directly.

But Qin Dong didn't know......

There is another reason why Azantun is reluctant to show his strength, that is, he has always been afraid of Qin Dong.

Qin Dong's identity has been exposed.

Azan Tunting actually faced two enemies.

What he thought was that if he could solve the two of them in one fell swoop, he could also reduce the loss of yin qi as much as possible.

Therefore, he is waiting.

Waiting for Qin Dongyin to be unable to help it, he wanted to make a move.

And at that time, Qin Dong didn't know that he already knew his identity, and Azantun was quite likely to sneak attack and weaken Qin Dong's strength as much as possible.

Even if he had to vent his evil aura and explode with all his strength in the end, he would be able to quickly resolve the two of them.

No one knows, Azan Tunting's heart is extremely calculating, extremely deep.

……

Arondo urged the Ming King to be the prime minister, urging the ghost boy to keep fighting with Azantunting.

Although Azan Tunting showed signs of decline, he was never defeated.

At every critical moment, he is always able to turn the tide.

The people around them were more and more amazed at the strength of the two.

Eighteen ghost children came out together, and Azan was very strong, no matter which side it was, it was enough to become a legend in the Southeast Asian cultivation world.

Tear pull.

Tear pull.

Azan Tunting's body gradually showed scars, blood, and embarrassment.

But the number of ghost children is also decreasing.

Alondo's ghost boy is much stronger than Fan Ghost who has not yet been refined, even if he has a fight with Fan Ghost now, it is conceivable that this is a combined attack of eighteen innate masters.

However, Azan Tunting is still strong.

XVIII, XVII...... XIV, XII ......

When Arondo's ghost boy fell below ten.

Azan Tunting suddenly dodged out of the battle, and the yin qi around his body shook, and he also pinched the law decision, only after the law decision was settled.

A trace of blood rose to the sky like a rainbow -

"Four evil ghosts, get up!!"

Thundered.

A loud sound came from the four corners of the manor.

At this time, the guests were completely terrified and shocked......

They suddenly realized how ridiculous their previous ideas were.

Azan Tunting resisted the attack of eighteen ghost children with his body, and even killed eight of them, and at this time, he still had no means.

Just listen to the vibrations in all directions, and the power is by no means something that mortals can look at.

Just in time.

Zheng Wen, the prince who had been silent for a long time, sneered: "The Quartet suppresses evil, and the Quartet is shaped by the divine beasts of the Quartet, and it is the four ghost children that the national teacher is most proud of...... No, it can't be measured by a ghost boy anymore......"

"It's a ghost!"

"Every demon draws thousands of souls......"

"Hahaha, what Arondo, it will definitely be defeated!"

Such words make people feel stunned.

His Royal Highness, the prince of the royal family of Siam, could say such a thing?

A demon draws thousands of souls, where does that soul come from?

Not the people of Siam yet!!

Pashan's cold eyes swept away.

But Zheng Wen was not afraid at all, and his mouth opened and closed, as if he was ...... again

'You're dead!'

Qin Dong was slightly surprised, the aura coming from the four directions of the manor was indeed stronger than the ghost boy, transcending a level.

Deng Ziqing felt Qin Dong's stunnedness, and immediately said, "It's tricky, then why don't you do it?"

Qin Dong took a deep breath, but shook his head and did not elaborate.

If he takes the initiative, Pashan will be unguarded, and he is likely to be poisoned.

Pashan is very important, and it must not be controlled by Azan Tunting, otherwise no matter how much he does, when the chaos in Siam will start, everything Qin Dong has prepared will be useless.

Evil spirits rise from all directions.

An aura of terror enveloped the entire manor.

I saw four divine beasts formed with yin qi coming towards Arondo to kill.

But at this moment.

Arondo sneered: "After all, it's your Dharma field, will I not be prepared?"

A word fell.

Alondo spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and the Ming King's law on his body expanded again.

The phantom disk sits high in the sky, and the Sanskrit sound envelops the heavens and the earth.

The four evil spirits attacked, and before they reached Azan Tunting's side, they were suppressed by the Ming King Faxiang.

Even if they kept struggling and trembling, they couldn't escape the containment of King Ming.

"What, this can't be!!" Zheng Wen exclaimed.

And Azan Tunting was also unwilling to shout: "Ah-"

"You actually cultivated the Ming King Law to perfection?"

Arondo sneered: "Otherwise, what do you think I have done in the past thirty years?"

"Hahahaha......" Azan Tunting suddenly burst out laughing, and his long-suppressed emotions finally couldn't help but explode.

Panic, worry?

That's all!

He's fed up with such passive resistance.

"Arondo!"

"Die—"

Hearing only a roar of rage, Azan swallowed his head suddenly separated from his body.

Countless intestines connected to the skull, glowing with a thick bloody aura, swept towards Arondo.

Arondo was shocked, and he actually dodged away, looking embarrassed for the first time-

"Sure enough, you really cultivated this supreme evil art!"

Meanwhile.

His Royal Highness the Prince, who could be stunned, was ecstatic again, and unscrupulously showed his might for the national teacher-

"Flying head down, head descending spell chief spell!"

"No one beats !!"