"Bell Bell Bell ......"

At this time, the ghost old man took out a small golden bell from his body and shook it gently. net

"Oh no, what the hell is this." Nangong Zheng and the others were shocked, and when the bell rang, they only felt that the yin qi around them had become heavier, and there was also the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling, which was mixed with babies and women's soft crying and laughter, which seemed extremely strange on this night of killing.

What surprised them even more was that it seemed to be foggy, a black fog, diffused and unable to see clearly. As if they were going to separate everyone, everyone felt that they were going to face a lonely battle, and the elites of these dragon souls were as brave as tigers, which also made their hearts furious.

"If you two kill happily, then let's take the two of you, hey."

A blood-colored spear appeared from the black mist and hit Nangong Zheng and Mo Shaofeng directly, this ghost old man knew that Luo Tian and Jin Linglong were strong and did not dare to be tough, so he wanted to take Nangong Zheng and Mo Shaofeng to attack the ghosts.

The blood-colored spear, with a strong smell of death, stabbed at Nangong Zheng and Mo Shaofeng very quickly.

"It's not good, hide." Nangong Zheng screamed, although he was very brave, but it was not the courage of a horseman, the pressure on him from the other party was too great, although it was only a small realm, but the gap in strength was not a little bit, this kind of sharp blow, the two did not dare to take it hard, Mo Shaofeng was very embarrassed and rolled on the spot to dodge.

And Nangong Zheng swept back quickly, but this blood-colored spear, like a shadow, actually locked him Nangong Zheng.

"Fuck, the tiger is not powerful, and it can't be a sick cat when Lao Tzu is a sick cat." Nangong Zheng couldn't help but scold, gritted his teeth, and the dragon soul greeted him.

"Nangong, no, retreat quickly." Seeing that Nangong Zheng actually greeted him, Mo Shaofeng on the side was taken aback, gritted his teeth and attacked from behind, wanting to attack back and forth.

"Woo ......" The ghost didn't look at it, he slapped his backhand, and his real power vomited wildly, and he knocked Mo Shaofeng to the ground in one fell swoop, and the blood spear still stabbed towards Nangong Zheng.

With a "dang" sound, the sound of metal impact sounded, and Nangong Zheng was knocked away all of a sudden, only to feel that his entire right arm was numb.

In just one moment, he was shocked and injured, but the spear was castrated unchanged, hitting Nangong Zheng's throat.

Seeing that the tip of the blood-colored spear dilated in his pupils, and the smugness in the ghost elder's eyes became stronger, Nangong Zheng's heart suddenly became cold, and he secretly thought: "It's over, I didn't expect my Nangong Zheng to die here!" With that kind of strong air pressure and degree, he couldn't dodge at all, and he felt that death was so close to him all of a sudden.

"Move my brother, do I agree?"

At this time, a very cold voice came, cold to the bones of people, not from Luo Tian, but Jin Linglong.

In the black mist, a silver delicate spear broke through the air, like a silver snake, as fast as lightning, and directly hit the blood-colored spear, hitting the direction crookedly, but Nangong Zheng's throat was scratched a little skin, and he couldn't help but secretly scream that it was dangerous, and if he went one inch further, his little life was really over.

Looking at Jin Linglong, who was like a witch, Nangong Zheng was moved in his heart, and he felt all kinds of feelings in his heart, this woman beat and scolded herself in the dragon soul, and she didn't have a good impression of her at all, but what she said just now: "Treat yourself as a brother, this ......"

Nangong Zheng stood there stunned, and his opinion of Jin Linglong began to change in his heart.

"A waste in the late stage of the house dares to act in front of me, I really don't know whether to live or die." Jin Linglong snorted coldly, and with a swing of Linglong, several silver-white spear flowers suddenly appeared, and attacked the ghost elder.

"Not good!" The ghost elder's face changed greatly, he knew that Jin Linglong's strength was extraordinary, but under this fight, he knew how terrible it was, the silver-white exquisite spear, the spear flower that was raised, seemed to dispel the black mist, and pressed it straight over, making him feel the pressure like a mountain.

"A master of sainthood, you have actually reached the realm of sainthood?" The ghost old man shouted loudly, the blood-colored appearance, sideways, click, the ghost old knelt down on one knee at once, and the hard stone slab under the ground was cracked like a spider's web, and his arms were numb, and he was a little disobedient.

"No, that was 10 years ago." Jin Linglong said proudly, the silver spear was like a dragon, and it stabbed at this person's throat.

"Roaring ......"

The ghost boss roared, waved the blood spear with both hands, and tried his best to block Jin Linglong's fatal blow, although he avoided the throat, but it pierced one of his arms, the body of the gun shook, the real power shook wildly, and suddenly blood splashed, and one arm was cut off by Jin Linglong, the ghost old man let out a miserable cry, held the spear in one hand, threw it back, and then flew away without looking back, the other party was too strong, he couldn't resist it at all.

"Lord Ghost King, save me!"

Jin Linglong opened the blood spear, and chased after him with a flicker, and the frightened ghosts and old souls all rushed up, and couldn't help but shout loudly for help.

"He can't save you, he can't save himself when he crosses the river."

Luo Tian held a cigarette, his face was solemn, he stood up, looked at the position of the hut at the center of the eyebrows of the grimace layout, and said lightly, it was originally night, the black fog rose, but it didn't affect the battle, but the elite of the dragon soul was panicked, for this ghost old man's actions just now, Luo Tian had already seen it in his eyes, but Jin Linglong was closer to Nangong Zheng and them at that time, and the other party was the realm of the late stage of entering the room, so Luo Tian didn't doubt Jin Linglong's strength at all, so Nangong Zheng was definitely in danger, Everything is in his judgment.

What's more, a powerful aura in this small black room has been locking on himself, so Luo Tian doesn't dare to be distracted, the other party's aura is not weaker than his own, as far as the information knows, the ghost king Murong Wuji is the strength of the early stage of entering the sainthood, and he is in retreat.

As expected, this person is actually about to enter the middle stage of initiation, and the so-called retreat is just a dangling, because if you are really in retreat, it is impossible for that powerful aura to lock yourself, and when you are in retreat, you must concentrate your energy and not have any distracting thoughts, otherwise it is very easy to go mad.

So Luo Tian thinks that this person is hidden in the shadows, looking for an opportunity to give himself a powerful blow, just now the black fog is up, it is a good time for this person to make a move, but he is alert first, he has been far away from him, he has no certainty of killing with one blow, once he is distracted, don't say Jin Linglong, even himself, he can't withstand the terrifying sudden attack of the other party, and behind him is Jin Linglong, so Luo Tian would rather let Nangong Zheng be right, but also prevent this person from attacking and killing.

"A master, and a master in the middle stage of the Holy Age." So Luo Tian didn't dare to be careless, and he had been waiting for him to not give the other party a chance to make a sudden move.

"Why are you still coming out?"

Luo Tian's body flickered, and he was one step ahead of Jin Linglong, grabbed this ghost old man in his hand, pinched his neck with one hand, and directly controlled the operation of the real power in his body, the powerful ghost elder, the master in the late stage of entering the house, was first taken by Jin Linglong, and then grabbed by Jin Linglong, and then grabbed in his hand, without the slightest resistance, his neck gurgled, and it seemed that it would break at any time.

Looking at the dark hut, Luo Tian couldn't help sneering, reached out, took out the golden bell from the ghost elder's hand, threw it at random, and suddenly disappeared somewhere, a strange scene appeared, the original black fog-filled compound suddenly regained its clarity, and returned to the night when the moon and stars were sparse.

"Ghost yin layout, bell as a guide, carving insect skills." Luo Tian sneered and turned his head to look at Jin Linglong: "Kill them all!" I'm going to see how long this old bastard hides! ”

"Okay, kill!" Jin Linglong shouted, Linglong spear was haunted, and she overturned four or five ghost cave gangs in a row, in her eyes, what ghosts, what protectors, there was no difference at all, and no one was her one-in-one.

"Kill ......"

Nangong Zheng here, Mo Shaofeng, Yue Lei and others, shouted angrily in unison, like a tiger entering a flock, these people had already been frightened by Jin Linglong, and their ghost king did not appear, which suddenly made them feel cowardly, and they no longer had the heart to fight, in a hurry, they suddenly screamed again and again, their heads rolled off, their limbs and arms were broken, and nearly 200 people were chased by less than 20 people under the leadership of Jin Linglong, and some fled directly out of the gate.

For those who escaped from the gate, the elite of the Dragon Soul did not chase after them, of course, they also controlled the amount, and it was impossible to let them all escape, because they knew that there were still Black Tiger Gang members blocking outside, which was also what Luo Tian meant, and the Black Tiger Gang was not a good thing, and they had to release a few ghost caves for them to fight to the death, so as to teach the Black Gang Tiger a lesson, of course, if Xue Fengyuan did not die, it would be considered a merit and demerit, and Luo Tian would not embarrass him.

"Alas, it's too much deception, do you think that my ghost cave is so powerful? You can see through my ghost yin layout, it's really good, but these gangs are dispensable, for me, it's nothing at all, I can't imagine that the dignified King of Ease, and the exquisite spear appeared in my ghost cave at the same time, I really look up to the old man. ”

At this moment, there was a sigh from the dark hut, followed by the sound that seemed to come from hell, faint and ghostly, which made people extremely uncomfortable to hear.

"Murong Wuji, you don't pretend to be a ghost for Lao Tzu, you have lived in Liaoxi for many years, the heavens are angry and resentful, you practice yin and evil exercises, kill innocents, control the government authorities, you have touched the bottom line above, come out, give you a good time, do you still want to be a turtle with a shrunken head?" Luo Tian said lightly, not angry, his voice was very flat, this person didn't come out for a long time, it was not because he was afraid, but Luo Tian was worried that this person secretly had a back hand, after all, he knew too little about the ghost cave.

"Well, the people outside should be almost dead, okay, it's time, blood sacrifice, ...... it's a sacrifice."

The sound that made the scalp tingle sounded from the ground of the black room.