Lu Wenfu and the others, who were on the high platform, were overjoyed when they saw this scene, and shouted to the surroundings: "The ghost king is dead, don't kill him and go forward, and destroy all these little ghosts." "On and off the stage, there were suddenly several rays of light together, killing into the core of the disciples of the Ghost Hall. Those who can perform the art of combining body and sword are at least the disciples of the literary generation, with these few people taking the lead, the rest are rushing forward, and the Kunlun disciples who were originally on the defensive rose sharply for a while, and began to counterattack vigorously.

At the beginning, they could distinguish between the enemy and me, and after a while, they were mixed together, except for the high platform or the Kunlun disciples guarding it, there was already a melee below.

On another high platform, a man held a long sword, staring at the black dragon transformed by the floating dust without blinking. A person beside him said: "Senior Brother Zhou, the ghost king is trapped in the arrogant sword trick and is doomed, seeing that the big victory is ahead, I will go down and kill a few more demons." ”

It was Zhou Qing who was called Senior Brother Zhou, although he was still a little thin now, his face was as sharp and sharp as a knife, and he seemed to have matured a lot. He said lightly: "Who wins and who loses, until the last moment, it is not known." The junior brother wants to go down and kill a few more demons, although he pleases. ”

Seeing that Zhou Qing was unmoved, the disciple who suggested it had no choice but to fly down with his own sword, and in the blink of an eye, he was drowned in the sword light and shadow of the melee. Zhou Qing sneered, turned his head to look at the high platform where Lu Wenfu was, and saw that the four Taoists were sitting cross-legged to recover their vitality, and they didn't seem to have any plans to do it. Zhou Qing thought about it for a while, and knew that maybe these four people were specially designed to perform the joint technique of Fuchenzi, and they would not take it lightly, maybe Fuchenzi would not succeed in killing the ghost king, and when the true qi was insufficient, they would borrow the power of these four people. Thinking of this, the long sword was sacrificed, and it flew up and came to the high platform,

Lu Wenfu was watching the battle between the Floating Dust and the Ghost King, seeing that the black dragon was circling repeatedly, and the Floating Dust had not turned into a form, it could be seen that the Ghost King was trapped inside and was not dead, and was still struggling. Seeing a sword light falling, he saw that it was his disciple Zhou Qing, and said warmly: "You came just in time, I and your teachers and uncles need to do our best to restore our vitality, and at this time, it is taboo to disturb others, so you will stay here to protect the Dharma for us." Lu Wenfu was originally not optimistic about Zhou Qing, but who would have thought that this Zhou Qing didn't know if he was so talented or had taken a panacea, his cultivation improved very quickly, and he quickly became a leader among his peers, which made him unexpected.

Zhou Qing bowed and said, "The master is sent, and the disciple dares not to obey." ”

Lu Wenfu nodded and said, "Okay, when the big thing is over, I will definitely reward you greatly for being a teacher." "Rest assured and concentrate on recovering your true qi. The task of these four people is really as Zhou Qing expected, it is specially designed to provide the power of the sword technique for Fu Chenzi, as long as Fu Chenzi is not defeated, he can borrow the power of these four people at any time, until these four people's true qi is replaced by the other four. It's a pity that there are not many people in the Kunlun Sect who can perform the arrogant sword technique of the Dacheng realm, such as Lu Wenfu and the like can only serve as an assistant, if everyone has a subtle swordsmanship, and countless people can exert the power of the five elements on this high platform, then what kind of ability does the person who breaks into the Four Spirits Vientiane Array have to stand tall.

Zhou Qing stood next to the four of them with his sword in his hand, coldly watching the battle situation at his feet.

The black dragon that was circling and tumbling finally changed, only to see a turquoise flame full of emerald flames emerging from the gap in the dragon's body, at first there was only a star and a half, but later it spread more and more, the flames also rose out of thin air, the green flames kept burning the black dragon's body, and after a while, the dragon scales that were as black as ink were dyed dark green and peeled off. The black dragon twisted more and more, and the green flame burned violently like adding fuel to the fire, but such a fierce flame did not have any scorching gas, but instead exuded a cold and extremely cold aura.

An old Taoist beside Lu Wenfu was shocked and said: "This is a ghost fire, I'm afraid that Uncle Shi won't be able to trap the ghost king, so I want him to get out of trouble." As if to verify that what this person said was true, there was a loud roar that burst below, and the huge black dragon's body suddenly swelled, and then shattered inch by inch, and countless green flames gushed out from the shatters, drowning the black dragon's broken body in a blink of an eye.

There was a muffled snort from the depths of the flames, and I saw a black light flying out from the green flames, and fell down on the high platform where Lu Wenfu was, and it was Fu Chenzi himself who looked like him, but at this moment his face was pale, his hair was curly, and there were many dots of green fire attached to his body and burning. As soon as Fuchenzi rode the enlightened beast to the platform, he trembled all over, extinguished the remaining green flame, and then said angrily: "The Ghost King is really extraordinary, he has six incarnations, and he was beheaded by the poor Dao three bodies, but he is no longer able to continue fighting. Ladies and nephews, cast spells quickly, poor Dao doesn't believe that under my repeated stunts, how long can he last. ”

When Lu Wenfu and the others heard this, they all stood up, and at the same time pinched the sacrificial sword, wanting to perform the joint technique again.

In the rolling green flames, four huge figures flickered in the flames, and one of them rode on top of the black smoke horse, which was none other than the Ghost King himself. After a roar of rage, the flames that spread out shrank inward at the same time, and in the blink of an eye, they converged into the gourd behind the Ghost King, leaving only the four Ghost Kings on the scene, three of whom looked the same as the Ghost King, and it was the true incarnation he cast. On top of the scythe in the hand of the Ghost King riding on top of the black smoke horse, there were several gaps that had cracked, which should have been left by the fierce battle with the floating dust just now. The other three incarnations, one holding a giant axe, one holding a giant hammer, and one holding a chain flail, were all powerful weapons, and everyone stared at the high platform where the floating dust was located with hideous faces.

The Ghost King shouted: "Old Zamao, take your life!" He and the three avatars beside him rushed to the stage at the same time, and the four billowing clouds of smoke and dust instantly reached the bottom of the high platform. Fuchenzi's long sword shook, and four sword lights split the four people, and he said without looking back: "Is the master and nephew ready?" ”

Suddenly, I heard a sneer: "I'm afraid they won't have this chance." A cold aura instantly came from behind him, and then the sword light brightened, and several screams were terrible.

Fu Chenzi turned around in horror, only to see a Kunlun disciple turn into a long-haired bewitching person, stabbing at him with a sneering sword in his face. And around him, Lu Wenfu and the others all fell in a pool of blood.

"You're from the Ghost Hall?" As soon as Fu Chenzi said this, Zhou Qing's sword came to the back, Fu Chenzi's anger was uncontrollable, although he changed in a hurry, but he was a person who cultivated to a high level, and his body moved forward, and Zhou Qing's sword fell into the air. Fu Chenzi was about to kill Zhou Qing, but the sword light of the Ghost King also reached the top of his head, four figures surrounded Fu Chenzi, axes, hammers, and chain flails came out together, Fu Chenzi was already exhausted, how could he stand such a beating, after a loud shout, he was smashed open by the sword in his hand with a sickle of the Ghost King, and the giant hammer of another doppelganger was smashed into it.

The Floating Dust Talisman True Qi was suddenly smashed into pieces, and the person was also thrown backwards from the Enlightened Beast to the point of spitting blood, flying in the opposite direction towards Zhou Qing. A cold light flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes, and he instantly lifted the ghost possession, and a ghost figure pounced forward, already grasping the floating dust. In the hoarse and frightened screams of the floating dust, countless blood lines emerged from his body and were sucked away by the ghost.

With a plop, when the dust fell from the dust, it was already a dry corpse in a Taoist robe.

Zhou Qing made a move, and the ghost flew back. Zhou Qing looked at the corpse under his feet, and couldn't help but laugh at the thought of devouring the essence blood of a person with such cultivation.

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The experience of the day after tomorrow is too bad.,I went to bed after sending it last night.,I got up in the morning and saw that I didn't send it.,I had to send it again.,Now this chapter is stuck with me for half an hour.,I really don't know what's going on.

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