Rahuer nodded heavily, and rushed towards Su Ming in great strides, stabbing the iron spear in his hand at Su Ming's forehead.

The iron spear was getting closer and closer to Su Ming, a stone's throw away.

The Daomen disciples present couldn't bear to turn their heads, not wanting to see the picture of him splashing blood.

The fans of the Yin Gentleman were so excited that their faces were red.

However, the expected scene did not materialize.

A thick look of horror appeared in the depths of the pupils of the disciples of all the spell families, and they screamed in shock.

"How is that possible?!"

"He is obviously a Taoist disciple, how can he have a ghost general!"

……

Voices full of shock and doubt rang out.

The majestic figure behind Su Ming exuded an aura that was more oppressive than that of Laihuer.

He was wrapped in ghostly energy, his scarlet eyes stared at Laihuer, and he said word by word: "You want to kill my king?" ”

Rachel felt a fear from the depths of her soul.

The Yin gentleman hissed and exclaimed, "This, this is impossible, he is obviously a cultivator, why would he have such a terrifying ghost general." ”

One by one, his fans had round eyes, their eyes full of sadness.

They are not fools, and it is clear which is stronger and which is weak. The aura emitted by the ghost general behind Su Ming was not at all comparable to Laihuer, it was the breath of a real king.

They recalled the contemptuous look in Su Ming's eyes when he came here, and now that they thought of it, they felt that they were wrong, very wrong.

Su Ming is not pretending to be a beep, but has strong enough qualifications.

The most surprising were the Daoist disciples present, they could see it clearly, the spell Su Ming cast was a Taoist spell, and it belonged to the first-class ranks.

is such a Taoist disciple who has learned first-class Taoist spells, but he has a ghost general who makes people envious and jealous.

The ghost general is the patent of the magic family, when will the disciples of the Dao Sect also do this trick?

They couldn't imagine how this happened.

"Sister, he, how can he have a ghost general."

Ding Wen's voice trembled.

Lin Wenxin's beautiful eyes looked at Su Ming, who was standing still, and her delicate body trembled in shock.

Liu Jun said with a crying voice: "Not only does he have a ghost general, but the ghost general is ridiculously strong, what is wrong with this world, how can there be such a crazy scene." ”

Ding Wen deeply sympathized with Liu Jun's words, and at the same time felt a deep sense of shame.

The ghost generals of a Dao sect disciple are even stronger than the ghost generals of their group of disciples of the magic family, several times or even dozens of times stronger.

At this moment, they also knew about Su Ming's killing of Wu Xuanyan.

Wang Yanzhang is very strong, but the ghost general facing Su Ming is definitely not enough.

Su Ming's ghost general made Lin Wenxin and them feel a deep shock, which was a sense of shock and jealousy that spread from the depths of their souls.

Ding Wen swallowed a mouthful of saliva regardless of her image, and muttered: "His ghost general is only afraid that it is not as simple as the peak of the prefecture level." ”

"Heaven, heaven-level ghost general?"

Liu Jun trembled and looked at the figure behind Su Ming, who was half a body taller than Laihuer.

"Quite possibly!"

Lin Wenxin nodded lightly.

"Is there really a heaven-level ghost in this world?"

Liu Jun was already numb and asked subconsciously.

"Didn't you already see that?"

"I ......"

Liu Jun was speechless.

The fans of the Yin Gentleman couldn't believe this scene, and pointed at Su Ming and roared like crazy: "He, he is a ghost cultivator, he must be a ghost cultivator, only a ghost cultivator can summon a ghost general like a person from a spell family." ”

A word wakes up the dreamer.

The man's seemingly insane words woke up these shocked people.

An uproar ensued.

"It turned out to be a ghost cultivator, so I can't let him go." A young man stared at Su Ming with resentful eyes, he was the most cheerful among the Yin Junzi fans.

If Su Ming didn't die, it was likely that he would die.

Even Wu Xuanyan, the genius of the Wu family among the five great families, died in the hands of Su Ming, and the disciple of his small family died when he died.

He now wished that Su Ming would be killed by Laihuer.

"You're going to kill my king!"

Su Ming's ghost will speak again, and the originally noisy scene instantly quiets down.

The wind and clouds near the ghost villa are changing, the breath is disordered, and the terrifying scene makes everyone's hearts tighten, just a sentence will disturb the breath of heaven and earth, which is something that Laihuer has never done.

The level of Su Ming's ghost general is self-evident.

Heaven-level ghost general.

Many people's eyes are filled with fiery greed and jealousy.

Su Ming raised his eyebrows at Laihuer, and said indifferently: "If you want to kill the master, you have really had enough dreams." ”

Laihuer's strength was beyond his expectations, and if it weren't for the strength of the big guy behind him, he would have been injured a long time ago.

Su Ming originally didn't plan to call him out, but when he saw Su Ming passively beaten, he was already furious, and he almost forced him out against his will.

Su Ming had no choice but to let him come out.

With a plop, Laihuer knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed to Su Ming to beg for mercy.

The Yin gentleman's eyes were about to split, and he hissed and roared, "Laihuer, you stand up and kill him." ”

Lai Huer trembled and said, "Admit defeat." ”

"Rakul!"

The Yin Gentleman roared in despair.

The dignity of his third place on the spirit list was not trampled on by Su Ming, but he was trampled under his own ghost generals.

In front of so many disciples of the magic family and the disciples of the Dao Sect, kowtowing to their opponents and begging for mercy, from now on, there will be no more Yin gentlemen on the spirit list, and there will be no more Yin and Yang Realms.

Laihuer knelt on the ground and trembled, not daring to look at Su Ming's ghost general.

Su Minggui looked down at Laihuer and asked slowly, "Laihuer, do you know who Ben will be?" ”

Ranhur replied tremblingly, "I—I don't know." ”

"The king is not a tyrant, and the general is not a li."

Laihuer raised his head in shock, "You, you are Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu?" ”

"Ben is not as good as the overlord, you are too weak to face the overlord." Su Ming's ghost general quickly retreated from the ghost aura that covered his face, revealing a resolute face, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile, "This general Li Cunxiao." ”

"It turned out to be Li Cunxiao?!"

Everyone was collectively dumbfounded, and some people couldn't accept this result and fainted directly.

Li Cunxiao, the first fierce general at the end of the Tang Dynasty, and Wang Yanzhang, who ranked second, could not match him at all.

"Why does he, a disciple of the Dao Sect, have such a powerful ghost general, it's not fair......"

Someone looked up to the sky and roared.

At this moment, no one doubted that Su Ming was a ghost cultivator.

Because even if it is a ghost cultivator, Li Cunxiao can't make him recognize him as the master.

They really couldn't understand what Su Ming had to do to be able to contract a ghost general like Li Cunxiao who shocked the Yin and Yang worlds.

"When I read the third watch in the middle of the night, only Ling'er was happy."

Su Ming recited a poem that no one had ever heard of, glanced contemptuously at Laihuer, who was kneeling on the ground trembling, and said lightly: "Kill him." ”

"Commandment."

Li Cunxiao replied respectfully, pressed his palm on Laihuer's head, and forcefully pressed Laihuer's head below the ground.

Hiss.

Everyone couldn't help but gasp, this is a ghost general of the ninth order of the earth level.

Is the gap between the earth-level ninth-order ghost generals and the heaven-level ghost generals really that big?

It's a world of difference.

Li Cunxiao smashed his fist on Laihuer's head, and Laihuer let out a terrible scream, and his huge body exploded.

The ninth-order ghost of the ground level scattered the soul of Laihuer.

The earth-level ninth-order ghost general who had not appeared in the Yin and Yang Realm for hundreds of years appeared and was killed in seconds, even if he said it, no one would believe it.

Is it really that scary?

It's that scary.

Poof.

Yin Junzi opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turned pale, and his body fell to the ground limply.

The eyes of everyone looking at Li Cunxiao were full of deep fear, and they looked at Su Ming in horror, for fear that if he gave an order, Li Cunxiao would kill all sides.

Their backs were cold, their scalps were numb, and they wanted to turn away, but they didn't have the courage to take the first step.

Li Cunxiao asked in a low voice, "Wang, what should you do with this person?" ”

Su Ming looked at the Yin gentleman indifferently, "This kind of person can be killed directly if he keeps it." ”

"Yes."

Li Cunxiao walked over and threw it on the ground with the neck of the Yin Gentleman, Su Ming raised his foot and stepped on the Yin Gentleman's heart, and raised his eyebrows at him, "The Yin Gentleman, the third on the Spirit List, from now on, the third on the Spirit List is no longer your Yin Gentleman, but the master." ”

The Yin gentleman was hit hard by the backlash, and he didn't even have the strength to speak.

"Yin gentleman, the master tells you a truth, be low-key, don't think that you are really invincible in the world."

Su Ming said jokingly: "The master originally wanted to attend the party quietly, but if you throw a note casually, you will target the master." The master will never be merciful to the enemy, so you go and die. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, liquid suddenly poured down from the roof of the villa.

Li Cunxiao roared angrily and turned into a ghost and returned to Su Ming's body. Su Ming sniffled, and a disgusting smell went straight to his nostrils.