Supporting him on the ground with the rejection of the sky, Wang Ming finally stood firm, and then slowly released the power of merit that had just been detained in the Yang Judgment Seal.

Wang Ming has now developed a habit, that is, once the power of merit enters the body, then he will forcibly detain a part, no matter how long he can detain it, this has almost become instinct.

Now this good habit saved him.

The injury recovered quickly, and the momentum of the whole person immediately climbed to the highest level.

"Huh?" The ghost old lady was a little surprised, Wang Ming, who was still languishing just now, had completely recovered in the process of getting up!

"Come again!" Wang Ming regrouped, umbrella finger ink nail yin corpse!

The Ink Armor Yin Corpse let out a low roar and rushed forward again!

Wang Ming, who had psychological expectations, did not take it hard, after all, he was not stupid.

The body moved to the right, and Rejection Heaven met it again, but this time he did not be tough, but took advantage of the situation to push Rejection Heaven to the left rear, and used the way of borrowing force to make the Mo Jia Yin corpse pounce in the air.

Then he used the sword moves he had just learned to fight with the Ink Armor Yin Corpse for more than a dozen rounds.

During this period, he was inevitably caught a few more times by the Mojia Yin Corpse, but as Wang Ming's moves became more and more proficient, he was already able to roam around the Mojia Yin Corpse mellow and freely!

The ink armor yin corpse was indeed brave, but it was gradually trapped by Wang Ming's sword in a 'entangled' way!

After fighting for a long time, Wang Ming's physical strength finally couldn't keep up, but the Mojia Yin Corpse was not tired!

"I have to say, your learning ability is really strong, in just a short time, you have learned the moves of the sword ghost, but you are still a human after all! You will be tired! And my ink armor yin corpse will never be tired!" The ghost old lady who was controlling the ink armor yin corpse on the side had a smile on the corner of her mouth, everything was under her control!

"It's really troublesome!" Wang Ming's left hand spiral pill lit up, and it was printed on the back of the ink armor yin corpse, and with a bang, the figure of the ink armor yin corpse shook slightly, but it immediately stabilized, and there was no scar on the body at all!

Wang Ming didn't intend to hurt him with the Spiral Pill in the first place, after all, the disparity was too great, he just quickly retreated back with the power of recoil!

"You are very honored, the one who made me have to ask for help last time was a master of the Knowing Constant Realm!" After struggling for a long time, Wang Ming finally made a decision, sighed lightly, and simply pinched a trick in his hand.

Until he was forced to do so, Wang Ming was reluctant to ask for help from the underworld, which was too inferior, but the difference between the Mojia Yin Corpse and him was too great, and it could be used by the ghost old lady to deal with the Heavenly Tribulation, and his strength would definitely not be weaker than the Heavenly Tribulation.

In this case, if you don't ask for help, it will be too hypocritical.

"What do you mean?!" The ghost old lady was a little puzzled, but soon, the aura that made her feel a little palpitating before reappeared!

"In my name, summon the Yin Spirit Ghost General!" The ghost door opened again, and a spear was the first to stretch out, and then a covered armor warrior with a height of nearly two meters walked out!

The tip of the helmet was supposed to be the position of the long tassel, but at this time, a cluster of blue-purple flames was flickering.

"It's hard work!" Wang Ming said softly, and then stepped back, the swordsmanship has been completely integrated, and there is no need to fight anymore.

"Ghost General Barbarian, I am willing to serve you!" the masked armor man bowed slightly, and then stood in front of Wang Ming with a gun.

"Kill him!" the old ghost lady roared, feeling terrified.

After receiving the order and accepting the large amount of spiritual power instilled in him by the ghost old lady, the ink armor Yin corpse rushed over in stride!

"This is not the case!" said Mansen's voice in an extremely low voice, and then he swept out with a single shot!

The spear hit the chest of the Ink Armor Yin Corpse, the barrel of the gun bent slightly, and then suddenly straightened, and the Ink Armor Yin Corpse suddenly flew out upside down!

The strength is strong or weak, and the judgment is made!

"Impossible!" the old lady was surprised, what kind of thing did this kid get!

The corpse of Mojia Yin rolled on the ground for five or six turns, and finally stopped, he didn't know the pain, and immediately got up, but the place where his chest was smashed was a little dented.

"Roar!" the Ink Armor Yin Corpse roared and rushed up again!

"Hmph, ants!" Barbarian said disdainfully, not giving face to Wang Ming behind him at all, Wang Ming just now was beaten by the ants in his mouth and had no choice.

With another shot, the Ink Armor Yin corpse flew out again, and the armor on his chest had been shattered.

The ghost old lady had words in her mouth, and she quickly pinched the trick in her hand, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, turning into a blood talisman and imprinting into the body of the ink armor yin corpse, and then the black mist was swirling, and the chest returned to normal, and in the right hand of the ink armor yin corpse, a knife appeared, and a shield appeared in the left hand.

After doing all this, the ghost old lady gasped, sat down weakly on the ground, and looked at Fang He behind her who had been scared and fainted at some point, it was all caused by this kid! If he could escape today, he would definitely be skinned and cramped!

The expression on the face of the barbarian, who witnessed everything, did not change in the slightest, and he didn't seem to care that the opponent had an extra pair of swords and shields, of course, because he was wearing a covered armor, even if there was a change in expression, he couldn't see it.

The ink armor yin corpse with a knife in his right hand and a shield in his left hand roared excitedly after receiving the blessing of the ghost old lady's essence blood, and rushed over for the third time!

Barbarian is still an understatement one-shot sweep!

With a bang, the ink armor yin corpse actually blocked it with a shield this time!

The ghost old lady breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Holding the shield, the ink armor yin corpse held the spear against it, rushed forward, and then slashed horizontally, targeting the waist of the barbarian!

Wang Ming seemed to hear the barbarian sneer.

Then I saw a knife slashed out by the ink armor yin corpse with all its strength, and it was held by the barbarian with his left hand!

Then he kicked out, kicked the ink armor yin corpse back, and snatched his knife by the way!

Crushing in strength.

The glint in the eyes of the Ink Armor Yin Corpse was even worse, and he seemed to be angry.

"Stop playing. Wang Ming said, he found out that the barbarian was playing with the ink armor yin corpse.

"I'm sorry, I'm out of shape, the dungeon is so boring!" Mansen's voice was still low, but it sounded a little aggrieved.

The angry ink armor yin corpse rushed up with a shield for the fourth time!

"Drink!" the barbarian let out a low shout, and the blue flames of the gun body swirled around, and a shot shot shot out!

The tip of the spear pierced through the shield, through the left hand holding the shield, and through the chest of the ink armor yin corpse!

Then the spear flicked, and the corpse of the ink armor was thrown out like a tattered.

The corpse of the ink armor with a big hole in his chest lay weakly on the ground, and in the hole, there was a blue flame that kept burning, burning something unknown.

The glow in his eyes shook violently, then grew fainter and fainter, and finally went out.

"Fortunately, I won't be dishonored!" said the brute, turning around and putting away his gun.

"Thank you!" Wang Ming thanked him, his expression was a little subtle, this ghost general is too awesome.

"Your Excellency, you're welcome! You have to make a note of my soul fluctuations! Look for me next time you have something! Fall on call!" said Barbarian quickly, and there seemed to be some flattery in his words?

Then, in a twist, he returned to the underworld.

"Is the underworld really boring?" Wang Ming couldn't help but sigh a little.