On the other side of the sea, there is the ghost world, and the most famous in the ghost world is the four strong men in charge of the eight evils of Huangquan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info would rather see the king of Hades, not meet the eight evils, which shows the horror of these four people.

In the ink city, there were a few more uninvited guests in the originally quiet hall.

"Li Mo, where is that ink unicorn?" A man in a bright red robe said in a deep voice.

This man looks like he is in the prime of life, but his voice is unusually old, and the big red robe he is wearing is embroidered with a ghost picture.

Li Mo put down the landscape painting in his hand, looked at the man in front of him and said: This is not the sea on the other side of you.

"When I talk to you well, it gives you face, and when I don't talk well, it's too late." Another man in a big red robe said.

Li Mo glanced at the man who spoke, holding a yellow paper and red candle as a young man, but his sideburns were white.

"Your Excellency should be the White Tiger Huangquan in the Yellow Spring." Li Mo turned around and said.

"There are still some eyes to see, don't talk nonsense, since a few of us are here, we have to take him away." The boy-looking man said.

"Hmph, Baihu, be polite, Li Mo, it's pointless for you to delay time here, I have already settled the relationship with the people above, you'd better be honest." The old man said.

A cold voice came into his ears, and three steps in front of Li Mo, a man in green clothes with a pale face stood in front of him.

Li Mo glanced at the White Tiger Huangquan and said coldly: The person who spoke to me like this last time is dead.

"The Devil Doesn't Disperse"

Suddenly, the old man shouted loudly, and the wind suddenly gusted around, and the souls tore each other and rushed towards Li Mo.

"In that case, go die." Sikong Mo said coldly. Holding an ordinary brush in a landscape painting, he swirls it around his fingertips and writes the word "bamboo" in the air.

The resentful spirits that were approaching were pierced by the bamboo cultivation that emerged from the ground, and the ghosts cried wolf howls in an instant, which is extremely weird.

The old man's voice was slightly startled, and with a pinch of the Dharma seal in his hand, the Huangquan array swirled.

"Yellow Springs Evil Array, Kwai Water Yin Wind"

With the man's soft drink, the entire hall seemed to have become a lake, and the yin qi in the water was soaring, and the ghosts were about to be reflected.

Li Mo, who was blown by the yin wind, was weak and sore, and the old man looked at Li Mo with a smug expression.

With a flick of his kung fu, Li Mo, who appeared in front of him like a ghost, blasted away the powerful ghosts in the water with one stroke.

Before he could condense and form, Li Mo swiped the ink pen in his right hand, and an ink dragon appeared on the lake out of thin air, rushing straight down, with a radius of nine meters thick ink tumbling, and the resentful souls scattered in the yin wind wailed together.

That ordinary brush couldn't withstand the strong force from Li Mo, and broke from the middle of the barrel.

"Fourth brother, be careful!" The remaining three shouted loudly, and at the same time condensed the magic weapon in their hands and rushed towards Li Mo.

The old voice man held the array plate in his hand, and suddenly felt that the killing intent was raging behind him.

The array disc in his hand tilted and smashed towards Li Mo.

Li Mo quickly picked up an ink pen, held the pen in one hand, and whipped the Huangquan array plate with one foot, and quickly wrote out the word "charm" with the pen in his hand, and the thick ink condensed, and the succubus appeared beside Li Mo.

"Charm those three!" Li Mo glanced at the three people who rushed towards him, and rushed towards the old man with a voice.

"Confused and Confused"

The succubus' beautiful eyes flashed red, and she snorted softly at the three of them.

The three people who rushed over looked at the beautiful eyes of the succubus and were stunned for a moment.

Li Mo took this opportunity to slap the old man with a palm, and swept the pen in his right hand in the air, and a piece of ink directly smashed the man into a pile of white bones.

In just an instant, one of the four people was lost, and the pen and ink immortal city really got it.

"Li Mo, you really haven't been idle in the past thousand years, if I come alone today, I will really die in your hands." The man in Tsing Yi said.

Kill one of them, they will not be able to form the Huangquan Evil Array, Li Mo glanced at the remaining three, and replaced the pen in his hand with the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen.

"That's a lot of nonsense!"

Li Mo cast a ghost, a few ups and downs came to the man's side, the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen turned into a person-high giant pen, splashing ink, and the ghost domain transformed by the ghost obsessed with the mind protected Li Mo in the center.

"Hmph, I don't know how thick the sky is, the demon enchantment!"

The man stretched out his hand to seal the seal, and a layer of blood-red enchantment flowed throughout the hall. Li Mo slammed the ink practice on the enchantment, but the enchantment was not broken.

"It's not so easy to leave now." The man looked at Li Mo in the enchantment and said proudly.

Li Mo turned around, a trace of essence flashed in his dark red eyes, and the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen was horizontal in front of him.

The red-robed man was on crutches, and countless black ghost bats were flying beside him.

Li Mo wrote down the word "charm" with a pen and summoned a succubus. The succubus, half immersed in the ink pool, quickly rushed towards the red-robed man.

The red-robed man's eyes were full of disdain: "People and ghosts have different paths, you just want to protect a unicorn." I'll kill you first and then drink the blood of the ink unicorn! ”

Before the words fell, Li Mo had already rushed forward. The Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen brought up an ink practice and hit the red-robed man's body hard.

"What a fast pen!"

The red-robed man was pulled out a few meters away by Mo Liansheng.

The man in the green shirt was furious, lifted the white bone staff in his hand and pounced, and countless souls with blood and light rushed towards Sikong Mo.

The Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen pointed forward, and an ink-colored barrier appeared out of thin air, and the unjust soul slid down into a pool after hitting the barrier.

The man in the green shirt bit his index finger and pressed it on the white bone staff, and in an instant, the wind was fierce, and he kept appearing, and rushed towards Li Mo fiercely.

"The Wind Blows"

Li Mo looked at the fierce ghost who rushed with an expressionless face, the pen in his hand unfolded, and a giant dragon that was a foot longer than the ink dragon just now rushed forward.

"Dance of the Dragons"

"Bang!" A huge spiritual explosion exploded between the two, and the powerful impact pushed the two away, Li Mo snorted, lifted the pen, and the ink on the tip of the pen was already a little bloody.

With those few drops of blood, Li Mo raised his hand and completely shattered the vitality of the red-robed man.

The ghost fire lamp hanging from his waist flickered, bringing the soul of the red-robed man into the lamp.

Li Mo glanced at the remaining two, panting, and holding the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen tightly in his right hand.

"Mocheng ghost ink, it really lives up to its name." The man in the green shirt smiled.

A few blood flowers suddenly appeared in the main hall, slowly wafting, with a burst of bloody smell.

Li Mo's pen swept through the dust and protected his body.

The young man suddenly moved, extremely fast, his hands were claws, with a little bit of blood, and he rushed straight in front of Li Mo.

Li Mo gasped, waved his pen in his right hand, and dodged the man's attack with a "ghostly move".

"You don't seem to be as flexible as you just now." The man gathered his fingers into claws, and the tips of his fingers glowed with a faint blood light.

Looking at the wound on his left hand, Li Mo glanced at the man: Huangquan Basha, the strongest is actually you, Ghost Zhen.

The Huangquan Eight Evils called the ghost shock, and the little blood in his hand was scattered: I was originally a dying body, but I didn't expect that the ink unicorn would awaken and summon me, such a rich blood qi, and it was so strong.

"Do you know who is behind the ink unicorn?"

The moonlight in Ghost Zhen's hand gathered his fingers into claws, exuding a cold glow: When I catch the ink unicorn and return to the other side of the sea, what can he do to me.

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