Seeing this scene, Wang Teng's pupils shrank.

No wonder killing these ghost babies can't get soul energy.

It turns out that these ghost babies are nothing more than derivatives of this evil ghost.

The derived ghost things cannot be regarded as truly independent ghosts, but can only be regarded as part of this ghost father.

These ghost babies are the secret methods used by the Demon Sect to take out a wisp of evil ghost origin, implant it into the body of the living person in the lunar year, the moon and the cloudy day, use their life to cultivate this ghost species, and then give birth to the ghost baby.

The ghost baby is from the same source as this ghost father.

The ghost father is the source of everything, and the ghost baby is just a derivative ghost, or a clone.

This ghost father himself has reached the evil level, and he is a powerful evil ghost.

Now, every time it is integrated into a doppelganger ghost baby, its strength is a little stronger, and the yin qi on its body has obviously become stronger.

"We must not let this ghost father fuse all the ghost babies. ”

Wang Teng lifted the Xuantie long knife and made a brazen shot.

The ghost father has not yet reached the level of a hundred years of cultivation, but if it is allowed to fuse all the ghost babies, it will immediately have a hundred years of cultivation, and the evil ghosts of a hundred years of cultivation are so strong that it is difficult to match the innate martial artists who have reached the tenth level of internal strength.

Bang!

The Xuantie long knife in Wang Teng's hand slashed down directly.

The terrifying sword gang immediately appeared, the golden light was dazzling, and with a terrifying tiger roar, the golden sword gang slashed towards the ghost father on the altar.

Rumble!

I saw the ghost father standing still, his gray-cyan dry palm raised, and a huge black ghost claw completely condensed by the cold ghost qi emerged.

The black ghost claws grabbed towards the slashing golden Daogang, directly blocking the golden Daogang in midair.

Then, the black ghost claw that pinched the golden sword shook violently, and the golden terrifying sword was shattered.

With a bang, it turned into a chaotic stream of energy and swept away.

"It's so powerful!"

Wang Teng's face changed.

This is the strength of evil-level ghosts.

The black ghost claw is the most common ghost claw technique.

Among the many ghosts that Wang Teng has encountered, they basically know how to use ghost claws.

But this ghost claw technique was performed in the hands of the ghost father, it was simply terrifying, and the power was not of a grade at all.

This is a knife gang, even if it is a dangerous ghost, it can be split in half at once.

But this ghost father can be turned into ghost claws with ghost qi and shatter the knife.

This evil ghost is definitely not an ordinary evil ghost, it has already reached the level of a powerful evil ghost.

But Wang Teng won't admit it so easily.

The knife just now was just a tentative knife, and it didn't use all its strength.

"Die!"

Wang Teng shouted loudly, and slashed down with another knife.

The tiger roared in the void and shook the sky, the breath was terrifying, and the majestic golden gang qi roared out, turning into a tiger-shaped knife more than twenty meters long, and slashed down towards the ghost father on the altar again.

The rich ghost aura on the ghost father's body rose to the sky, and the huge ghost claws became more condensed, and he grabbed towards the slashing tiger, and the terrifying tiger-shaped knife gang was under the huge ghost claws, and it was difficult to move an inch.

The huge ghost claw shook hard.

With a bang, the tiger-shaped knife gang was actually shattered again.

A cold ghost aura surged out, enveloping Wang Teng's whole person.

That cold ghost qi, like a poisonous snake, kept hitting Wang Teng's body protection qi, wanting to burrow into his body.

At the same time, the huge ghost claw also appeared on the top of Wang Teng's head, and the gloomy aura was so strong that he grabbed it on the head.

Suddenly, Wang Teng felt the sound of ghosts crying wolves and evil ghosts roaring in his ears.

"Tiangang Golden Bell Jar!"

Wang Teng roared, urging this outer door hard skill to the extreme.

The dazzling golden light exploded, and Wang Teng's body surface was covered with a layer of golden luster, the golden light was brilliant, as if it was poured by golden molten iron, full of metallic luster and a sense of power.

Immediately after, a large golden bell emerged from his body.

The eerie ghost claws slammed into the golden bell.

Thundered!

Like a meteorite impact, terrifying.

Wang Teng was in the golden bell, and he felt a violent tremor.

In particular, the eerie ghost qi actually blasted into his body through the golden bell and the body protection qi, and the ghost qi was extremely cold, as if it was about to freeze his internal organs.

At this time, the anti-evil attribute in the Tiangang Golden Bell Jar fused with the iron cloth shirt played a role, directly forcing these cold ghost qi out of the body, and then the majestic blood qi burst out, like a burning golden flame.

This is the power of the blood qi of the supreme yang and the cold, as if it has encountered a nemesis, it is defeated and retreated, turning into wisps of black smoke and disappearing into the void.

"Give me death!"

Wang Teng roared, and the Xuantie long knife swung again, bursting out with a dazzling golden light.

Bang!

A tiger-shaped blade more than twenty meters long instantly emerged.

Moreover, this time, on the tiger-shaped blade, golden flames gathered.

The huge sword slashed out, like a divine tiger burning with golden flames rising into the sky.

The huge ghost claws that were clasping the golden bell were instantly shattered by the Golden Flame Divine Tiger, and then like golden lightning, they slashed down towards the ghost father on the altar.

The ghost father lifted his other gray-blue withered palm.

Above its head, another huge ghost claw immediately condensed out.

There was a loud bang, and the Golden Flame Divine Tiger and the huge ghost claws slammed together.

The ground where Wang Teng was trembled violently, and terrifying cracks appeared, and the terrifying power was directly introduced into the earth, spreading to the surroundings, and the violent energy swept out, forming terrifying ripples.

For a time, the sand was flying and the dust was flying.

Wang Teng was so shocked that he couldn't help but take half a step back.

Even if the dragon elephant was running on its own, his body was still a little numb from the shock under the double unloading.

On the long knife made of dark iron, there were also several cracks visible to the naked eye.

Compared with when he had just broken through to the Outer Gang Realm, the Gang Qi in Wang Teng's body was a little stronger, and he also fused the external skill of the Iron Cloth Shirt, but he split out two tiger-shaped knives more than 20 meters long one after another, and the Gang Qi in his body was also violently consumed, and at most he could only slash out three knives in a row, and there would be little Gang Qi left in his body.

In other words, he only has the power of three blades.

If he couldn't kill the ghost father after three swords, he would have to use the water escape technique to escape.

Wang Teng gasped and looked at the ghost father on the altar.

The knife just now, second only to his full strength, was also terrifying, and it directly cut off one of the ghost father's arms, and the yin qi on the ghost father's body suddenly collapsed by about a quarter.

Some of the ghost babies on the altar were also shocked to death by the aftermath.

The scattered sword flames fell on the ghost baby, and the ghost baby was incinerated to ashes.