"Flim tongue, what can you change!" The ghost king's hands stretched out to both sides, and the ten thousand ghost flags hovering above his head seemed to become even more scarlet and manic because of the many ghosts that had eaten so many just now, and in the whistling and screaming, countless afterimages were conjured up, flying towards all corners of the hall.

"Hmph, it turns out that you still have companions, sneaking, all playing tricks that can't be put on the table!"

He found out!

In this way, Mankihata not only has the magical ability to resurrect the Oni King and hide his whereabouts, but also helps him spy on his enemies from different angles......

"Ghost King, there are only a few of us at the moment, does it make any difference who goes first?" Mu Shan rushed forward, trying to intercept the ghost king, and said excitedly: "The contest between you and me, the winner has not yet been decided, why are you in such a hurry to escape, incompetent!" ”

"Do you really think that this king is a brave and unscrupulous horseman?"

"Then you have to get past me first!" The sword to ward off evil spirits, with golden-purple flames, set off endless fire clouds with the momentum of the sword, and galloped towards the ghost king overwhelmingly.

"I can't help myself!" The ghost king seemed to have a pair of eyes behind him, and when the sword reached his body, he turned around and avoided it just right, and the spirit sword turtle in his hand, wrapped in gusts of wind and thunder, slashed towards Mu Shan on his side.

Offensive and defensive momentum, easy to turn in an instant!

"Until the end, how can we know who the deer will die!" The pace at the foot of Mu Mountain changed rapidly, and the Jiuxuan footwork was once again made by him at this life-and-death juncture. The stone slab on the ground seems to have turned into ice, without the slightest resistance, from Mu Shan on it sometimes rushes, sometimes retreats, sometimes moves, sometimes dodges, in an instant, Mu Shan's figure is like a fallen leaf in the wind, with the wind ups and downs, dead entangled in the ghost king's side, so that he can not move an inch.

"The swordsmanship is exquisite, and the footwork is unparalleled in the world, but people are too reliant to be worthy of such superior martial arts!"

“…… You have to take care of it! When Mu Shan heard this, he was immediately angry, and the evil spirits in his hands, with the rotation of his body, picked or stabbed, or chopped or cut, and attacked the ghost king out of nowhere, but it made him a little anxious, and he lost the other.

The long and high-pitched sound of "bell ......" came, Mu Shan followed the prestige, but saw Ye Rou in the distance, after continuous attempts, finally used the divine sword to cut off the two anklets that bound Dian Wei, and was waving the cadre at the moment, preparing to cut off the bracelet that bound Dian Wei.

"Boy, this king doesn't have time to take care of you!"

The ghost king seemed to be afraid of Dian Wei's strength, seeing that he was about to get out of trouble, he instantly concluded the magic seal with both hands, and quickly recited the awkward spell in his mouth, and in an instant, dozens of ten thousand ghost flags floated around his body, entangled in groups, and stopped all the attacks of Mu Shan.

"The cat-and-mouse game is over!"

Sen Ran exhaled angrily from the mouth of the ghost king, and when Mu Shan realized that something was wrong, it was too late to resist, and at that moment he saw countless ghost kings riding high-headed horses, rushing out of those ten thousand ghost flags, galloping vertically and horizontally, and when there was no room for it, he brandished a black spear and stabbed towards Mu Shan.

The black ghost mist was pervasive, not only blocking Mu Shan's vision, but also perfectly concealing the ghost king's attack.

The terrifying murderous aura in the black mist, like an electric current, suddenly circulated in Mu Shan's body, making his movements even more difficult and sluggish.

"Qiang ......" blocked the thrusts of the four spears one after another, Mu Shan only felt that the spear stabbed in his back, the churning air on it, like a cold needle piercing his skin, had the intention to dodge, but at this moment, his physical strength had long been unable to keep up with the movements, so he could only let the spear penetrate his right chest, and then pick himself up high.

Is this what it feels like to die?

In mid-air, Mu Shan only felt that the cold was spreading wantonly in his body, and the whole person was as cold as falling into an ice cave, so cold that he seemed to be about to suffocate, so cold that it was so difficult for him to move his fingertips!

"Brother Mu......, the ghost king, has the ability to ...... at Lao Tzu"

"Senior Brother......

"Hmph, ugly, what's the noise, it's your turn!"

In a trance, Mu Shan felt as if his body had become incomparably light, like a catkins floating in the wind, a moth that had killed itself, and flew towards the incomparably huge Nine Shades Flame in front of him.

"Brother Dian, Wen Ze ......" turned his stiff neck, and only the figure of the ghost king running towards Dian Wei, Yu Ban and Ye Rou appeared in Mu Shan's sight. At this moment, Yu Ban seemed to be extremely resentful, and he was not good at expressing it, so he even bit his lower lip and let the blood flow down; Ye Rou, who has a gentle and kind personality, was crying to herself with tears in her eyes, but those words, Mu Shan felt very distant and vague, and it was difficult to hear clearly.

A dull roar of "bang ......" kept echoing in the silent world of Mu Mountain, but it was Dian Wei on the other side, the burly man with an ugly appearance and a withdrawn personality, but in fact he was very affectionate and righteous, and he didn't know how resentful he was at the moment, so that his cheeks were twisted all over, and the black hair on his head changed into white silk in an instant, flying wildly, and the chains that bound him were being forcibly torn off by him. The simple armor that wrapped his strong body was burned to ashes by the pitch-black and fierce flames, and the bulging muscles that were as winding as hills seemed to be engraved with special spells, like an ancient and vicissitudes of totem.

"That eye ......" In a vague way, Mu Shan seemed to see Dian Wei open a third vertical eye in his forehead, which was full of endless killing and madness, even if he just glanced at it from afar, it made people feel cold and trembling.

…… And the most terrifying thing is the Shura tribe, whose talent is to fight to the death. Under the ugly appearance, they have a fighting heart that will not retreat, their own trauma is becoming more and more serious, and the power that can burst out is becoming more and more powerful and terrifying, until when they are dying, the power in their bodies is enough to make the heavens and the earth change color, and the gods and demons retreat!

"That's the Shura clan of the Jiuli Demon Clan......" For some reason, Mu Shan suddenly remembered what Jia Xu had said, although others were not here, Mu Shan always had the illusion of being manipulated and used: "That damn old fox ......"

"Lao Tzu wants your life!"

Falling into the pitch-black Nine Shades of Flame, his vision suddenly became dark and gloomy, but Mu Shan could clearly feel that the entire hall was beginning to tremble, accompanied by Dian Wei's heavy footsteps.

The sound of the fierce battle above became farther and farther away, and the Nine Shades Flame beside him, as if he had his own consciousness, sneered, like a group of clowns hiding in the dark, he could only watch, mocking weakly, but he couldn't do anything.

Below, where is it? Where did the Nine Shades of Flame come from? Where am I going to fall?