'Dog Meat' ran fast across the hot yellow sand, heading straight for the giant gatekeeper monster opposite. Zhou Qingfeng used the fast speed of 'dog meat' as a bait to attract the attention of the ghost king, while the Ye family brothers behind him led the team to split into two, each leading more than a dozen people to attack from both sides.

As soon as the battle began, the monk's team quickly approached within the ten zhang of the ghost king. The troll on the other side opened its jaws and let out a thunderous rumbling laugh. Each of its four arms raised its blade and slashed down, and the four spells struck left and right, thunder and lightning, and sound waves.

Zhou Qingfeng rode the 'dog meat' on his back, but he felt that the ground suddenly undulated, if it weren't for his armor and the 'dog meat' being integrated, he would have the illusion of being thrown away. This was just the aftermath of the ghost king's heavy hammer on the ground on the other side, and the power was already terrified.

Zhou Qingfeng originally wanted to rush closer to try to pick up the wooden box that had fallen to the ground, but when he saw this formation, he immediately felt bad. He hurriedly drove Dog Meat to turn around, only to see a single eye split on the forehead of the troll on the opposite side, and a straight pillar of light shone through.

Zhou Qingfeng had just turned around, and this light passed by him, directly hitting the more than twenty monks who were in charge of remote support behind him. 'Dog Meat' also has one eye, but it is far from the one eye of this ghost king. The monks behind him had already strengthened themselves with various defensive techniques, but when they were bombarded by this light, one of them happened to be shrouded and exploded directly.

Bang, the repeatedly strengthened defense didn't even resist a single move, and it was finished on the spot. After this monk was finished, it didn't count, after he exploded, it also affected seven or eight monks around, and the scene exploded with blood and water, and the surrounding crowd was even more lodging, screaming miserably.

Jia Gang turned into a puff of black smoke and flew behind Zhou Qingfeng, and he was also frightened when he saw this situation. He shouted in a lost voice: "No, the Ghost King will never put a sixth-level spell at the beginning, this is too ruthless." ”

I'm not sure if I'm ruthless or not, anyway, Zhou Qingfeng avoided twenty meters away. Any spell outside of this distance will be greatly diminished. He looked back at Ye Dashao's side, and the situation was not very good.

The four arms of the ghost king dealt with the Ye family brothers who attacked left and right at the same time. Two of the high-level spells slammed into the defensive shield held up by Ye Dashao, destroying one of his magic weapons on the spot. The people he was carrying were forcibly restrained from rushing forward, and the shock of the spell crit made Ye Dashao and the others retreat again and again, and they could no longer step forward.

This time it was the first to take the lead, and the besieging monks made a fuss without letting go of a move. The original aggressive offensive collapsed for the most part, and the true nature of the rabble was immediately revealed. Many people ran away when they saw that the situation was not right, just trying to escape faster than others.

Zhou Qingfeng originally wanted to let Ye Dashao and the others go to the hard top, and he could just rush into the ghost gate and enter the second layer. But the situation is very wrong now, and he is trying to see what is going on in the eyes of heaven.

As soon as the eyes of the sky are opened, the pattern of the whole world changes. What Zhou Qingfeng saw was a large area of mottled color like an oil painting, and the entire Void Floating Island was impacted by the bursting spiritual power frenzy. And in this frenzy, the four-armed ghost king is a black hole that is extremely cold.

Jia Gang said that something was wrong with the Ghost King, and Zhou Qingfeng immediately saw the problem in the eyes of heaven - a slender black line of spiritual power was connected to the top of the Ghost King's head. It's rare, and there's only one possibility, that this big monster has been manipulated by something.

Ye Dashao and the others were retreating backwards. He himself seemed panicked, riding a war beast to avoid the attack of the Ghost King. The ghost king seemed to have decided that he was the head of this group of monks, and several high-level spells in a row bombarded him, and at the same time strode towards him. Every spell bombardment could destroy Ye Dashao's talisman weapon. If you bombard him a few more times, he will die unintentionally.

"Husband." An exclamation sounded in the crowd that had fled, and only one person was going against the current like Zhou Qingfeng.

The little lady of the Ye family was weaker than Jia Gang in terms of fighting, and she was always in charge of watching the battle from behind. Seeing that Ye Dashao's situation was not good, she rode the blue and white mule and rushed up. But her mule was just an ordinary animal, and the chaotic scene of the roar of the spell got out of control on the spot, overturning her petite body.

The monks who retreated ahead were riding powerful mounts, and they were on the runk for their lives. Seeing that small body was about to be smashed into pulp, a giant wolf grazed past her. Zhou Qingfeng bent down and scooped her up and threw her on his back.

"Save my husband, save my husband." The little lady sat on Zhou Qingfeng's back, still shouting in shock.

"Hold on, idiot. Your husband is much more fierce than me, so you better save yourself first. Zhou Qingfeng rode a wolf and grazed several monks in a row, and was almost hit.

Not far away, Ye Dashao, who had been bombarded continuously, finally began to fight back. The sword in his hand was extraordinary, and every swing could throw out a sharp sword like moonlight. These swords were fast and ruthless, slashing at the Ghost King's body and leaving huge wounds. Ye Ershao on the other side also rushed to save his brother, and the two brothers joined forces to barely resist the attack of the ghost king.

"Husband, quickly throw away that Ghost King Pill." The little lady hugged Zhou Qingfeng's waist and shouted loudly: "This ghost king can't be killed." We just need to lure the ghost king away for a while and rush through the ghost gate. ”

The little lady shouted extremely loudly, and even the noisy battle environment could not hide her sharp voice. She was trying her best to give her husband ideas. Because of this, almost all the dozens of people who participated in the battle heard it. Many people who were fleeing in a hurry subconsciously felt that the Ye family brothers still had a backhand, and hurriedly had the courage to kill them again.

Ye Dashao was complaining bitterly. His hair was loose, his robe was torn, and his eyes, nose and ears were even bleeding from being bombarded many times, and he looked extremely embarrassed. This attack was already fully prepared, but he didn't expect the Ghost King to be so terrifying - the huge monster had already rushed in front of him, and the four powerful blades were like a knife wheel and kept slashing at his last defensive magic weapon.

The Ghost King's cultivation has reached the seventh layer, and every melee attack has a thousand powers. Ye Dashao couldn't fight back at all when he was beaten, and the whole person was going to sink into the sand - the corners of Ye Dashao's mouth were already bleeding, and the defensive magic weapon would break at any time. He heard the shouts of his wife in a trance, and hurriedly grabbed a porcelain bottle from his pocket and crushed it directly, and threw it away in a random direction.

The crystal clear Ghost King Dan flew out. As soon as this elixir appeared, the terrifying troll that was chopping immediately turned its head and followed its gaze - it was rare for people to eat high-grade pills, let alone ghosts. This elixir was extremely attractive to the Ghost King.

Seeing that the ghost king stopped his hand, the little lady who was with Zhou Qingfeng had even cheered. As long as this elixir can lure away the ghost king, her husband can finally take a little breather and get out of the predicament. As long as you leave the ghost gate for a certain distance, the ghost king will not catch up.

The second young man of the Ye family, who was helping in the back, thought the same. He learned about the effect of this elixir from his brother and sister-in-law, and then saw the ghost king turn his head and stop attacking, he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he should also avoid it quickly - today's ghost king is too fierce, completely different from what they have heard in the past.

Fan Wan'er, who was further away, took her guards with her 'follower Ban Yue'. They saw an opportunity,—— the Ghost King was dealing with Ye Dashao, and the huge and towering Ghost Gate was unguarded.

Fan Wan'er's heart suddenly moved, but the scholar Yue beside her was one step ahead, and his body was like lightning rushing towards the door leading to the second floor of the ghost mound. He said happily while returning: "Thank you for your help, Yue has taken the first step." ”

The Ghost King was walking towards the rare elixir. But in Zhou Qingfeng's eyes, the thread of spiritual power above its head suddenly moved. The Ghost King immediately roared extremely resistantly, but he still turned his head to look at Scholar Yue who was about to break through the Ghost Gate - as soon as his one eye opened, a sharp light shot out in an instant. Yue Shusheng was one step away, and he burst into flowers on the spot.

Fan Wan'er in the distance was suddenly startled, and immediately retreated. And the ghost king turned his head again to look at the Ye family brothers who were fleeing for their lives. The little lady holding Zhou Qingfeng immediately exclaimed: "Husband, be careful!" ”

"It's noisy!" Zhou Qingfeng's eyes were staring at the black line of spiritual power above the ghost king's head, riding the giant wolf around the large pile of bones that formed the ghost gate. The black line of spiritual power bypassed the ghost gate and returned to the ground, disappearing on a seemingly empty ground.

Distraction?

A crude magic circle in the eyes of heaven was undoubtedly exposed, and Zhou Qingfeng grabbed his powerful Yang Thunder Bead without saying a word and threw it over-the people who can hide in this place to make ghosts must not be ordinary people, so it is better to be ruthless directly.

As Zhou Qingfeng approached, the crude magic circle suddenly fluctuated with light and shadow, and three or five imposing monks burst out of it, any of which were higher than Zhou Qingfeng's cultivation. As soon as they appeared, they drove the magic weapon one after another, and for a while, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the thunder vibrate, clearly intending to kill Zhou Qingfeng immediately, and its ferocity was comparable to that of a wolf pack.

It's just that before the group of monks hiding here really approached, the Yang Thunder Bead thrown by Zhou Qingfeng had already landed on top of their heads. The inconspicuous bead was crushed before it was thrown, and it exploded before it hit the ground - the power of this bead was equivalent to a seventh-level spell, and this explosion actually raised a small thundercloud in its place.

Under the dazzling light, the tyrannical thunderclouds suddenly expanded. The monks who were wrapped up were like a fire in Hell, and in the blink of an eye they were all wiped out, and not even a single scum remained. Zhou Qingfeng rode a giant wolf and ran diagonally against the edge of the thundercloud, and he could still feel the rolling heat wave caused by the explosion of the Yang Thunder Bead more than ten zhang away.

In the same place of the Obscuring Circle, the monks who rushed out were gone, but there was still a translucent circular protective shield half-buckled underground. In the aftermath of the thunderclouds, the shield flickered and finally broke. Inside the hood lay a young man covered in dust.

The young man raised his head in a panic, and Zhou Qingfeng in the distance was just about to come and slaughter him. As soon as he saw this person's face, he immediately scolded: "Yang Jian? ”

The young man lying on the ground touched a handful of blood on his face, and immediately stared at Zhou Qingfeng when he heard this shout. Although he didn't recognize Zhou Qingfeng's giant wolf, he recognized Zhou Qingfeng's voice, and he also recognized the bright saber in Zhou Qingfeng's hand, "Zhou Qingfeng, why are you again?" ”