The ghost shadows overlapped and merged together, forming a ghost king with a strong breath. The ghost king of the pen and the fun pavilion www.biquge.info has a hundred ghost eyes, dense and disgusting. Its body was solidified almost like an entity, which was enough to prove its strength.

Bai Yahuizi looked at all this worriedly, the previous blood demon was also one of the hundred ghosts, and it was also the kind that had not healed from injuries. Now that so many ghosts have fused into a ghost king, can He Xiaofeng cope with it?

Their battles, scientific instruments are not visible for the time being, but they are able to detect strong fluctuations in the magnetic field. The great powers know that unimaginable battles must break out here!

None of the adepts dared to approach the battlefield for fear of being affected. This level of battle is almost equivalent to the presidents of the major supernatural associations pking each other.

The Ghost King and He Xiaofeng's consciousness body stood together, and in terms of strength, the Ghost King was even better than He Xiaofeng.

"Boom!" The two fists collided, shaking He Xiaofeng's consciousness space out of a crack, and He Xiaofeng only felt as if his head had been hammered by a hammer, buzzing.

A trace of ghost energy wrapped around He Xiaofeng's body, making the divine light on his body dim.

"Bang bang bang!" After a few consecutive moves, the ghost king was not injured, but He Xiaofeng's consciousness space cracked more and more, and there was a tendency to collapse.

"Be a part of me!" The ghost king laughed, all the eyes on his body opened, and the ghost eyes flew out of his body and landed on He Xiaofeng, forcibly growing in his body, absorbing his energy and strengthening himself.

"Master!" Bai Yahuizi broke into He Xiaofeng's consciousness space, turned into a blood-red long whip in his hand, and whipped the ghost king.

The ghost king grabbed the long whip, pulled it with the power of Wan Jun, directly snatched the long whip, and whipped Bai Yahuizi away with his backhand.

The ghost eyes were like maggots from the tarsal bones that climbed up He Xiaofeng's body one by one, growing on him wildly. He Xiaofeng wanted to pull it out, but he hurt his conscious body.

"Jiji, your energy is all mine, it's really delicious!" The Ghost King laughed and stepped forward to attack He Xiaofeng, making him unable to distract himself from dealing with the Ghost Eye on his body.

"Suck, will you suck?" The divine light on He Xiaofeng's body faded, and his body was full of black energy.

The ghost king was shocked by this scene, "You are also a ghost god?" ”

"No, what kind of garbage are ghosts? I'm a demon god! He Xiaofeng clenched his fists, the meridians seemed to be wriggling, all those ghost eyes in his body were chewed up, and the energy was absorbed by him instead.

"What kind of ability is this?" The Ghost King punched at He Xiaofeng, and He Xiaofeng also caught up, denting the Ghost King's fist, which was still larger than his entire body!

"No, this Vientiane Demon Skill affects the mind too much, you have to fight quickly!" What He Xiaofeng exerted was the housekeeping skill of the Vientiane Old Devil, the Vientiane Demon Skill, and agreed to absorb energy.

But this is a magic skill, and the long-term exhibition affects people's minds and makes people go like fire. He Xiaofeng has always mastered it, but he has never used it. If it weren't for that troublesome ghost eye this time, he wouldn't have used it.

After performing the Vientiane Demon Skill, He Xiaofeng comprehensively suppressed the ghost king. The ghost king's methods were completely restrained by him.

Bai Yahuizi opened her eyes in disbelief, He Xiaofeng was so terrifying! Even the ghost king of a hundred ghosts, under his hands, can only be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth!

"Vientiane Demon Fist!" The black light in He Xiaofeng's hand converged, as if a black hole had formed there. Ten thousand kinds of demons kept flashing, and the ghost king could feel the destructive power, and it screamed, and suddenly it fell apart, turning into dozens of gods, each running for its life.

He Xiaofeng punched out, and the invisible fist mark penetrated the consciousness space, shattering the god, and absorbing all the shattered spirits. For a while, the demonic flames on He Xiaofeng's body were high, and the originally broken consciousness space was filled with black ** thoughts.

He Xiaofeng had demonic thoughts in his mind, he saw Bai Yahuizi who was still in the consciousness space, and grabbed her.

Bai Yahuizi was still holding her fair neck by him, and she didn't resist at all. He Xiaofeng's hand was straining slightly, and she shouted in pain: "Master! ”

He Xiaofeng woke up suddenly, let out a cold sweat, and was almost devoured by the Vientiane Demon Skill. It's better not to use this exercise.

His consciousness returned to his body, the consciousness space was retracted, and Xiaobai held Bai Yaezi's weak body. Her brows were tightly locked, He Xiaofeng's grasp just now almost killed her.

"I'm sorry." He Xiaofeng said rarely, and a hint of discoloration flashed in Bai Yahuizi's eyes.

He Xiaofeng looked at Yang Meng, and the battle between her and the wine-swallowing boy was also coming to an end. A lot of scales fell off on Yang Meng's body, and he was drenched in blood.

But the more she smelled blood, the more frantic she frenzied. The wine swallowing boy was certainly powerful, but he lost the blessing of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Formation, and suddenly fell back to his original state, and was completely crushed by Yang Meng.

"You guy, it's so disgusting, I don't even bother to suck your blood, let's refine!" Yang Meng spit out the Demon Dragon Dragon Flame and burned the wine-swallowing boy.

The drunken boy screamed miserably, but his body continued to disappear, and in the end, it was refined into a drop of yin blood by Yang Meng and collected in the palm of his hand.

At this point, the hundred ghosts and their leaders were all wiped out. Although those countries didn't see the battle between He Xiaofeng and the Ghost King, they saw the battle between Yang Meng and the Wine Swallowing Boy clearly.

And He Xiaofeng is safe and sound, proving that the hundred ghosts are dead. In a short period of time, He Xiaofeng not only destroyed the fleet of the island nation, but also killed their powerful Shikjin, and these guys were all shocked.

At the White House, senior officials looked at each other, and someone asked, "Mr. President, what should we do now?" ”

In front of them, the defense power of the island was far beyond their imagination. Unless they send nuclear weapons, they are not sure to take the island.

"Fack!" The president couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth. The significance of this island is significant, and what a stake it is! The big capitalists who supported him all asked him to take the island, but for the first time, the Mi army did not dare to enter the Pacific Ocean!

"Withdraw your troops!" The Minister of Defense said helplessly, "The island countries have been wiped out, and they have not been able to find out their strength." Don't forget, the island's tech towers and huge factories are even super modern weapons in them! ”

"All retreat!" This order reached the fleets of the various forces, and this group of ambitious invaders, before entering the waters of the other side, had to retreat.

Any fleet is built with countless amounts of money, and no one wants to be destroyed by unknown forces in vain.

"They're back!" The little ghost reported to He Xiaofeng.

"Well, it's okay, the situation is still under control!" He Xiaofeng nodded.

"What about the ship?" Yang Meng pointed to the remaining command ship of the island country's fleet, which carried the tablet of the island country's fleet commander and Shikishen. (To be continued.) )