"I'm been?" Su Hao was stunned. His body was tossed by the strong wind, spinning in the air. The pain in his neck had been lost, and the sensation had been paralyzed and gone, leaving less than a tenth of the touch. The Xuanji Flying Sword was inserted into his spine and cut it off, and he Su Hao never expected that it would be like this.

Mo Jinghong was also very surprised, he originally wanted to force Su Yiyun away with the sword. He believed that with Su Yiyun's ability, even if his flying sword was aimed at a critical position, Su Yiyun would definitely be able to dodge. He didn't want to kill him, but Su Yiyun really got hit!

"You ......" Mo Jinghong choked in his throat in the middle of his words, although he made things like this, but he still had a mission. From the time when the fake Yan Feng summoned the Sea Demon Beast Chaowei Gambling God Machine, he was ordered by Mo Qianhuan to fly and track the sword in the tail, and he was burdened with the task of not letting the fake Yan Feng devour Su Yiyun, let alone letting the Whale Gang win.

Now that the empty bead is out of Su Yiyun's hands, it is a great opportunity for him to snatch it.

In an instant, he flew out quickly, turning into an inky light, chasing the free-falling Void Bead. And this scene was gradually lost by Su Hao, who felt that life was passing rapidly.

He was resentful. Although his body was paralyzed, his consciousness was still there.

"No matter what, I, Su Hao, will not let Lan Luo'er's desperately won victory be taken away by the enemy who killed me!!" Su Hao yelled in his heart, and soon he would fall into the sea.

When it was too late, dozens or hundreds of ghosts suddenly drilled out of Su Hao's skin, and from Su Hao's seven orifices! The dark ghosts with real bodies all opened their teeth and claws, exuding an eerie and terrifying aura, but each of them seemed to be tamed, gathering together into a flying carpet, supporting Su Hao's body steadily.

"Ghosts, kill!" Su Hao gave a death order, his eyes fierce and already murderous. And the fierce ghosts also obeyed Su Hao's orders, and a large part of them rushed out directly, rushing towards Mo Jinghong's position at an extremely fast speed.

Ink shock, empty beads, ghost group, three points and one line. Mo Jinghong was also taken aback when he saw the group of ghosts, he had never seen Su Hao have this kind of evil move, and at the moment when he was stunned, the already flying extremely fast chasing evil ghosts all surpassed the position of the empty intention bead and came towards Mo Jinghong.

"Evil ghost!" Mo Jinghong stopped suddenly, his Xuanji Flying Sword was still inserted into Su Hao's neck, if he recalled it, it was very likely that Su Hao would be directly decapitated, but if there was no special supernatural power on the Xuanji Flying Sword, his own attack on the soul body was really limited.

"Damn. Xiao Chu's sad face flashed in his mind, and Mo Jinghong gritted his teeth. He didn't know the bottom in his heart, if he really killed Su Yiyun, he wouldn't be able to guarantee that Xiao Chu would hate himself. At the critical moment in the fight, he didn't make a choice. As he pinched his hands, eight basketball-sized fireballs quickly condensed around him, the flames were orange and red, so hot that they could distort the air, and then they were fired at the ghosts, setting off the sound of breaking the sky.

This is the way of fire in the five elements, and it has a certain restraint effect on ghosts.

The two sides met in the blink of an eye, and there was a roaring explosion. The flaming waves and the ghostly mist swept across the sides with a midline as a separation, and it seemed that Mo Jinghong had won.

But no! A gust of wind blew, and more than ten round holes suddenly broke out in the fierce waves, and the vicious ghosts rushed out of the round holes, all their faces twisted, carrying the anger of being burned, and instantly rushed to within five meters of Mo Jinghong's body, half-surrounding him.

Mo Jinghong's face was ugly, and he pinched again, summoning new fireballs as he moved through the air, but these improvised spells did not fly fast, and they were easily dodged by a group of ruthless characters who rushed out of the fire waves, and the distance between the two sides was shortened to three meters in the blink of an eye.

On the other side, the empty bead that no one cared about slowly stopped before falling to the surface of the sea, and strands of gray soul silk emerged from the body of the infinite mystery, and the silk was lingering and gathered into thick strips. It is like the muscles of the human body, constantly extending and reorganizing.

After being blown apart by Su Hao's soul body, the Empty Bead began to regenerate its body again! This time it was still very fast, Mo Jinghong and the ghost group fought in the air for only three seconds, and a brand new torso was born.

At the same time, the paralyzed Su Hao was still supported by the ghost blanket. He saw through the hesitant nature of Mo Jinghong's failure to recall the flying sword, but under the threat of life and death and the crisis of victory and defeat, he wanted to take advantage of this. The corners of his mouth curled into a sneer, and his body was gradually enveloped in more ghosts extracted from the Seventh Ghost Prison.

He wanted to make a ghost battle armor that wrapped his whole body, fully control it with his divine sense, and forcibly make himself move. But he saw the Void Bead that began to regenerate, and his heart was also tormented.

"Let's give it a try!" Su Hao thought to himself, ordering twenty ghosts to go and grab the Void Bead.

A large group of evil spirits flew to the side of the Void Bead in two breaths, and they stretched out their soul body condensed hands towards the Void Bead, but the Void Bead, which had formed a soul body, and the hands and feet had grown thirty percent, were no longer lambs to be slaughtered.

Many ghosts opened their mouths and bit the surface of the soul body with sharp teeth, and the soul teeth pierced into the surface of the soul body.

When they feasted on the soul bodies that had strong soul power but no resistance, Su Hao looked at it and smiled. Everything is still under control, with the soul to control the soul, he wants to strip the body of the Void Bead and take it away!

"Su Yiyun, I didn't expect you to be an evil cultivator who controls evil ghosts! Sure enough, Xiao Chu and you are absolutely not good!" At this time, a man's angry voice came from the sky.

Su Hao's heart moved when he heard the words "Xiao Chu", he looked at each other coldly, and saw Mo Jinghong standing in the sky, with a dazzling appearance, and there were red flames floating around Mo Jinghong, like a fire fairy surrounded by flame flowers. There was still a remnant of the black gas generated when the ghost was extinguished in the air beside him, apparently eliminating all his ghosts.

"Good one-handed flame Dao method. The basic five elements are very high in study. Su Hao sneered and summoned thirty pitch-black ghosts from the seventh ghost prison again. The cultivation of ghosts is around the dividing line between the acquired realm and the innate realm, and as soon as it appears, it makes Mo Jinghong, who is far away, frown.

"It's up to you to solve it this time, my ghost reserve is endless!" Su Hao said.

"Endless, it's just a joke!" Mo Jinghongwei raised his right hand as he spoke, his demeanor was like a god king in the world, and the immortal fire greeted him, completely sweeping away the momentum of the might! Su Hao, an enemy, couldn't help but secretly sigh at his exquisite control of spells.

The waves of fire are gushing, the evil spirits are slaughtered, and the two lights shine brightly, and the brilliance is infinite. The two sides fought together, Su Hao's eyebrows were slightly sweaty, and he felt a faint pain in his head. The heart is probably due to the excessive use of soul control and ghost arts, coupled with the physical injury, and the serious decline in divine consciousness. However, the ghost battle armor on his body has also been made to the point of sixty percent, as long as he persists a little longer......

Suddenly, Su Hao's body twitched violently, his eyes were round, and his ears were buzzing, so noisy that it drowned out the sound of the whole world. The lost sense of touch and pain was returned at this moment, and it was doubled and doubled, cruelly infused into his most vulnerable places.

He was shocked, he hated, but there was nothing he could do. Because of the ink shock that was fighting with the ghost group, just now, summoned the half-breathed mystical flying sword!

"Ahh!——h He lost his mind in pain at this moment, his divine consciousness broke the strings, he couldn't trigger the breath of the green star, and the ghost control technique also stopped.

For a moment, the red flame ball in the sky swelled rapidly, engulfing the ghost group that had been evenly matched before in almost three seconds. The glowing Mo Jinghong escaped from the flames, and the weakness in his eyes was quickly covered by the battle intent of victory.

And at this time, the Su Hao he saw had been bitten by the ghost who originally protected him. The ghost battle armor was originally alive, but this time it directly penetrated into his skin, and countless soul teeth pierced into it, and the soul blanket also turned into a roller-shaped quilt, directly wrapping Su Hao's body, as if to suffocate him. These ghosts lost the control of the soul control technique and the suppression of the green star breath, and one by one they burst out with monstrous resentment against Rahu Zhenjun and Su Hao, eager to eat their flesh raw!

Su Hao's eyes turned to the sky, as if he was powerless to fight against the ghost's backlash. This appearance once again pinched the weak string in Mo Jinghong's heart. The two sides have no other grudges other than Xiao Chu and the game, and the Whale Gang has always acted above board, which makes Mo Jinghong, who succeeded in the sneak attack and used this to win, feel ashamed.

And the hellish picture of the ghost devouring the Lord is like an awl, stabbing on Mo Jinghong's heart.

". "I don't know whether to scold Su Hao or scold this damn status quo. Mo Jinghong burst into a foul language, reluctantly flew down, and used ten percent of his cultivation to not release water, sending out dozens of flaming flaming bombs, wanting to bombard the ghost and rescue Su Hao.

The collision between the flames and the ghosts was as brilliant as before, and the light of the explosion erupted. Mo Jinghong spared no effort to kill the soul, and finally burned all the ghosts that attacked Su Hao after half a minute. Although Su Hao's body was covered by the waves of fire, he was finally liberated from the ghost's coffin. He still had a dark green mystical flying sword stuck in his neck, but his eyes were still closed and he fainted.

First, he was pierced through his chest and stomach by fake Yan Feng with thunder and lightning in front of everyone, and he finally recovered, and now he is in this tragic situation. Even Mo Jinghong, who was disgusted with Su Hao by Xiao Chu before the game, couldn't help but feel a shudder, his body hair stood upright, and his pores opened. He descended and hugged the unconscious Su Hao, and set his eyes on the smoke-billowing Luo King warship.

"It's called something. Mo Jinghong complained about this situation, but since the battle was over and he was the ultimate winner, then mercy for the wounded was nothing.