The figure of the Dead Ghost King flashed, and the next moment, he appeared next to Xu Qi.

"To be an undead is to have the consciousness of the undead, what is it to stand with a living person! Get out of here! After the Dead Ghost King angrily reprimanded Xu Qi, he raised his hand with a palm.

Miao Junfeng's eyes were quick, and with a kick of his right foot, he was in front of Xu Qi in a blink of an eye.

But when he saw the corners of the Dead Ghost King's mouth lifted slightly, he suddenly felt bad in his heart.

"Xu Qi!" Miao Junfeng shouted, ignoring the Dead Ghost King standing in front of him, turned to Xu Qi and hugged him.

However, his movements were still a beat slower. Xu Qi was sent into the undead world of the Dead Ghost King before his eyes.

"Dead Ghost King! You've me off! ”

Dragons have reverse scales, and if they touch it, they will die. Xu Qi is the reverse scale of Miao Junfeng.

Xu Qi's disappearance, from another point of view, also solved a problem for Miao Junfeng. So that he can face the strong enemy in front of him with full combat power.

"Angry? That's why humans are weak. After the Dead Ghost King sneered, he struck a fatal blow to Miao Junfeng's heart.

"Without humans, where are the undead? Do all the undead come out of the ground? Miao Junfeng was also on fire, and he smashed it with his fist against the palm wind.

"Humph! I was born in the Yellow Springs Realm, and humans are aliens to me! If it weren't for the existence of the Land of Reincarnation, do you think I would allow the spirits of the undead above to come to our world? ”

The Death Scythe was wrapped in the Law of Death, and appeared in her hand at the call of the Dead Demon King.

In the previous confrontation, neither side was pleased. First, the Dead Ghost King underestimated the enemy, and secondly, it was because she sent Xu Qi into the world of the undead, and the force was at the junction of the two forces.

"It turns out that this is how the wild road of our world was born. I'm afraid that the existence of the wild road is inseparable from ghost kings like you.

King Ming's sword, follow me to punish the evil, and let the ghosts and spirits turn into nothingness under your brilliance! ”

Ming Wang Jian felt the fighting spirit of Miao Junfeng, which exuded a sacred golden glow, attracting the sound of Zen singing.

After the sound of the Zen chanting appeared, there was a hint of uneasiness in the Law of Death. It seems that the voice has a great deal of restraint on it.

The battle-hardened Dead Ghost King would not allow such a thing to happen. As a ghost king, he has the pride of a ghost king, and it is impossible to let people who are out of control show off their power in front of him again and again.

The death scythe swung and the purple light turned into a spinning folding fan, which flew towards the wonderful wind.

The white skeleton came from the world of the undead, raised the spear in his hand, and stabbed fiercely towards Miao Junfeng.

Surrounded by the law of death, the breath of death is circular, and it begins to contract from the outside to the inside.

The law of death at this moment, whether it is the undead or the living, will die.

"Pro, soldier, fight!"

For the first time, Miao Junfeng shouted three secret characters in a row, which were the first three words in the nine-character mantra recorded in the Master's lineage.

With the blessing of these three words, the sword of the king of Ming shot out a thousand golden lights. The golden lotus flowers grew in the light, and then, one by one, they floated out.

The fragrance of flowers is overflowing, the Zen sound is everywhere, the combination of movement and static, and the power of civil and military.

Miao Junfeng held the sword of the Ming King, like a god of war descending to earth, destroying a skeleton and slashing it to the ground.

The golden lotus flower took the initiative to intercept the purple folding fan, and the melodious trills turned into layers of sound waves, constantly weakening the cold and vicious death aura of Nasen.

The Dead Ghost King stood in the distance, dumbfounded by the situation in front of him. She didn't expect that a mere human would be so strong!

Was the sword in his hand really just a talisman and not a spiritual treasure?

Not only her, but the Electric Ghost King, who was guarding against Miao Junfeng, was also stunned by Miao Junfeng's combat power.

When tested in the levels he set, he wasn't that strong yet. Unless he is clumsy or after that, he has grown again.

If it's the latter, the man in front of him is really terrifying! If you are against him, you must either kill him completely, or wait for him to kill yourself!

"Qilin seal, suppress the Quartet, drive away evil and promote good, righteousness is awe-inspiring!"

Miao Junfeng wanted to fight quickly, he summoned the Qilin Seal, and asked the Qilin Seal to help him improve his luck and enhance his combat effectiveness.

The golden light became stronger and stronger, and Miao Junfeng's momentum began to force back the aura of the Dead Ghost King.

What about the land of reincarnation? Even in the Yellow Springs Realm? I am unyielding, heaven and earth are my battlefields!

"Fire dragon technique, urgent as law! Kill! ”

The fire dragon technique that has not been used for a long time has been brought by Miao Junfeng! This is the technique he is best at, and without him, he would not be able to comprehend the way of yang.

A loud "ang" sounded, and the high dragon roar resounded throughout the area. A fiery red glow rose from it, and a scorching aura began to permeate the area.

The cold land of reincarnation began to show signs of warming up after the appearance of the fire dragon. If it rains right now, maybe a new life will sprout here.

"Dead Ghost King, let Xu Qi go, I'll spare your life!" Miao Junfeng held his sword and walked towards her step by step.

"Humph! Pipe dream! Can you kill this king? A slight advantage will make you proud! It seems that your victory will only stop there! ”

The Dead Ghost King took one foot and rose into the air, and the law of death turned into rune chains that converged from all directions, winding her layer by layer.

Black-red lightning flashed beside her, and the yellow-green yellow spring yin wind matched with the lightning, and after the lightning went out, it would always set off the dead ghost king wrapped in chains in its own way.

Miao Junfeng didn't pay attention to the dead ghost king in mid-air, but turned around and rushed towards the electric ghost king who was guarding the side with an indomitable momentum.

One-on-one is already so strenuous, if you wait for the transformation of the Dead Ghost King to complete, plus the assistance of the Electric Ghost King, your situation will become quite passive.

"Damn the Wonderful Style! How dare you underestimate me! Give me death! "The Electric Ghost King is very angry at Miao Junfeng's approach, which is clearly treating himself as a soft persimmon.

Nine lightning bolts split out of the void and turned into nine lightning walls. While guarding the Electric Ghost King, the lightning wall continued to shoot out baby-sized arm-thin lightning towards Miao Junfeng.

Miao Junfeng swings his sword and slashes, his body is agile and his movements are fast. With every swing of the sword, there was no need to think, fighting had become his instinct, and danger had become the source of his strength.

The Electric Ghost King was stunned, and only by experiencing it himself did he know how terrible he was!

It's lightning! Although it is not as thunder as the way of heaven, it is also a real lightning! Could it be that this man was made of stone? Why is there no reaction at all?

I'm afraid that even the Electric Ghost King doesn't know that she has been completely suppressed by Miao Junfeng's momentum.

The lightning that flew out did not hit Miao Junfeng's body at all, but was cut off by his sword with unmistakable accuracy.

"The Electric Ghost King! You and my old and new hatreds are over here! There is no shortage of people in the Huangquan world who are ghost kings! ”

Miao Junfeng's cold rebuke mixed with his mental power. After this sneer reached the electric ghost king's mind, her thinking stalled for a moment.

By the time she came to her senses, Miao Junfeng had already broken through the wall of lightning light, and the tip of her sword was only three inches away from her neck.