One after another, ghosts rushed towards the people of various factions, and for a while, the foot of the mountain became a place of fighting.

For these ghost people who are like ghosts and not like people, everyone will not be soft, and if they are really soft, they will be the ones who will die in the end, they are not so stupid, and they have to do their best.

The sound of the flute was curling, and I don't know when, Mochen had already played the jade flute in his hand, the sound of the flute was clear and melodious, and it was not lethal to everyone at all, but for the ghost king in the soft sedan chair, it made her internal breath begin to be unstable.

"Ghost Heart!" As soon as the ghost king spoke, the ghost heart was clear, and he got up and walked towards the ink dust.

It's just that before he got close to Mochen, the ghost heart had already been blocked, and the sunglasses were still the same kind appearance as before, but the eyes were much more serious, and the double swords in his hands were not polite at all.

In addition to being good at archery, the double swords of sunglasses are also not to be underestimated.

Shen Shaoling, the three of them were at the forefront, fighting with those soul masters and ghost masters.

Although the ghosts and demons are the ghost masters, their martial arts may not necessarily be able to win against the highest-ranking soul masters, so it is not easy to deal with these soul masters lightly and deal with the ghost kings.

Suddenly, a dark red and bloodthirsty figure blocked in front of Nangong Zhuang, those familiar and unfamiliar eyes, Nangong Zhuang and Assassin also recognized the person at the first glance.

This time, Shui Huanhuan's gaze still stayed on Nangong Zhuang's body, but there was a little more cold hatred than the previous affectionate meaning.

"Your opponent is me!" The anger on Shui Huanhuan's body was even more dignified than before, and as soon as the black whip flicked, he hit Nangong Zhuang fiercely, as if he wanted to put Nangong Zhuang to death.

Nangong Zhuang has always been indifferent to Shui Huanhuan, he has no love, no pity, and no guilt for her......

The ghost master in front of him now is just a strange enemy, and he doesn't have too much affection.

Nangong Zhuang was so indifferent, but the Underworld Killing would never be able to do this, the moment Shui Huanhuan appeared, the cold sword in his hand exuded an endless murderous aura, "Wrong, I am your opponent!" ”

After the cold words, he blocked Shui Huanhuan's attack on Nangong Zhuang, and under the flickering of the sword light, the black whip was also a little caught off guard.

Shui Lingling has always been the pain in his heart, if he can't help her avenge it himself, he will never be able to forgive himself in his heart.

Knowing the intention of killing, Nangong Zhuang also stopped interfering, and instead helped Shen Shaoling deal with the rest of the people.

"Kill, do you really like water spirits so much?" Shui Huanhuan sneered at the assassination who was full of intent to kill her at the moment.

This question would not be answered, and the speed of the sword in his hand was getting faster and faster.

didn't get an answer, Shui Huanhuan didn't care at all, but smiled even more charmingly: "Kill, I sue you, Shui Lingling is not dead!" ”

The last two words made the action of the assassination slightly sluggish, but in an instant, he launched a more fierce offensive again, obviously not believing Shui Huanhuan's absurd lie.

Shui Huanhuan has already asked for Shui Lingling's 'face', how can Shui Lingling still be alive.

"Killing, if you help me kill Nangong Zhuang, I will tell you the whereabouts of Shui Lingling!" Shui Huanhuan continued to say unyieldingly.

"Dreaming!" Stygian said coldly.

This time the assassination can be said to have done her best, Shui Huanhuan is really not his opponent, it is naturally possible for her to use such absurd words to stimulate the assassination, and the assassination will naturally not take this seriously.

Seeing that the underworld killed and didn't believe it, Shui Huanhuan was not angry, "Underworld, who do you see that person is?" ”

Shui Huanhuan was fighting with the Underworld, and pointed to the place where the Ghost King was located.

Stygian didn't have the slightest idea of wanting to take a look, and the cold sword in his hand was even more ruthlessly sharp, but between the fights, Stygian still inadvertently glanced at the person who was held in front of the Ghost King's soft sedan chair.

When his gaze touched the man, he couldn't help but be stunned.