The white night is full of fire.

What is this ghost?

It was ten thousand ghosts, he carefully collected and refined, and all of them were destroyed in the blink of an eye.

The system prompts: "Post the task, the desperate Bai Yesheng, let Bai Yesheng feel deep despair, and the task is completed." ”

The system prompts: "Complete the mission to earn 100 million experience points." ”

The system prompts: "Complete the task to get 3 million merit points." ”

The system prompts: "Complete the quest and then get a rare treasure chest." ”

It's finally time for the mission.

And this task is rich in awards, and Brother Hao likes it very much.

Bai Yesheng looked down on him so much before, and now it is very comfortable for him to experience despair.

Pretend to be forced in front of me, you are afraid that you will find death.

Chu Hao put his hands behind his back and said lightly: "This is your trick, is there anything else?" This holy master hasn't played enough. ”

Bai Yesheng's expression was cold, and he said, "This is just the beginning, don't be too arrogant." ”

Bai Yesheng once again sealed the ghost technique, and five ghost shadows flew out of his body, each of which was his own clone.

Bai Yesheng sneered: "I have carefully refined these five doppelgangers, each of which has tens of thousands of powerful ghosts, what about your devouring spell marks, can you suck them away?" ”

This clone is different from the previous powerful ghosts, the strength is definitely at the monarch level, and in its heyday, the devouring spell seal cannot be absorbed.

A ghostly shadow of an ancient wood appeared, and a terrifying ghost aura was released, and he said coldly: "Bai Yesheng, long time no see." ”

Bai Yesheng saw Fang Han and sneered: "Who am I talking about, Fang Han, have you been a lackey of the Yin-Yang Warlock?" ”

Fang Han was furious and was about to make a move.

Chu Hao said lightly: "Fang Han, just look at it." ”

Fang Han hesitated for a moment, but still nodded slightly and retreated.

Chu Hao took out a mirror and said indifferently: "You don't know who you are facing, soon you will feel desperate, and then beg me for mercy." ”

As soon as the mirror in his hand looked, five Chu Hao walked out of the mirror, and these five clones exuded a terrifying aura.

Chu Hao raised his hand and said indifferently: "Tear them up." ”

Five doppelgangers pressed in, and Bai Yesheng was shocked.

How many means does this holy master have?

Chu Hao's doppelganger moved, killing the five white nights' clone ghosts.

Chu Hao's clone was strong, and as soon as he went up, he used the Black Gold Mantra and the Qiankun Fighting Spirit Technique, which directly increased his strength by twenty times.

A doppelganger of Bai Yesheng pounced, and before he even reacted, he saw a scene of tearing ghosts.

A white night-born clone was caught, and it was directly torn apart with brutal force, and the ghost let out a terrible scream, and countless resentful ghosts exploded in his body.

There were tens of thousands of these ghosts, but they were all absorbed by the surrounding devouring spell seals.

"Ding...... Increases the Qiankun Mantra by 40%. ”

"Ding...... Increases the Qiankun Mantra by 45%. ”

Bai Yesheng's carefully refined clone, in the hands of Chu Hao's five doppelgangers, was simply a weak chicken, and it swept directly.

One.

Two.

Three.

Four.

There was only one one left, and he wanted to escape in fear, but the five doppelgangers rushed up, grabbed their hands, grabbed their feet, grabbed their heads, and directly divided the bodies of the five horses.

The clones exploded, and countless unjust souls were absorbed.

"Ding...... Increases the Qiankun spell by 70%. ”

"Ding...... Increases the Qiankun Mantra by 80%. ”

Fang Han's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but gasp, just that the clones were so strong?

It's not a saint.

This white night is going to be unlucky.

Bai Yesheng was also shocked, he regretted coming a little, the Holy Master was worthy of his name.

He took the initiative in the two confrontations, Chu Hao didn't move, standing in the void, giving himself an invisible sense of oppression.

Bai Yesheng took a deep breath and said, "You are indeed very strong. ”

Chu Hao directly interrupted him and said, "Tell me, how do you want to die?" ”

Bai Yesheng was cold and angry, the ghost aura continued to rise, the sky changed color, and said, "I don't necessarily lose to you." ”

The white night was vivid, like a ghost, appearing in front of Chu Hao, his white and slender hand went directly to Chu Hao's heart, as if he wanted to dig out the heart.

Bai Yesheng sneered, he won.

It's better to do it yourself.

As a result, Bai Yesheng was stunned for a moment, because he caught the air, and Chu Hao in front of him was just an afterimage.

"Afterimage?" Bai Yesheng was surprised.

He turned his head and saw a palm slapping hard.

Bai Yesheng was directly fanned out, letting out a terrible scream that did not look like a person, and he fell to the ground, covering his face that was distorted by the fan, very painful.

Chu Hao still had his hands behind his back and looked at him indifferently.

"Is that all you have? He also came to me to look for trouble. ”

Bai Yesheng was angry, let out a ghostly scream, and the sound waves shook the sky.

Bai Yesheng's body flashed, and a dense ghost shadow appeared, the ancient wood was faint, and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

However, Chu Hao's ultimate fiery eyes directly saw through everything, and he swooped down, bursting out at an astonishing speed, making a loud noise in the air.

The speed at which the Master's cloak is worn, that's five times the speed of sound.

The Qiankun Fighting Spirit Technique erupted when it came into contact with Bai Yesheng, and a brilliant spell pattern appeared in Chu Hao's palm.

Suppress the evil charm.

Bai Yesheng didn't believe that this would be a suppression talisman for evil spirits.

When did the most ordinary talisman burst out with such terrifying power.

"Boom!"

Bai Yesheng flew out again, and the ghost body was almost beaten to pieces.

Bai Yesheng rolled on the ground and screamed, there was a big handprint on his chest, as well as the imprint of a charm, which was difficult to erase for almost his entire life.

The most terrifying thing is that Bai Yesheng's soul power was forcibly dispersed, and he wanted to condense the soul power of the ghost, but it was difficult to do so, and it was very unstable.

Chu Hao admired in his heart, in fact, any charm is no problem, the charm itself restrains ghosts, it just depends on who the person using the charm is.

Chu Hao came to Bai Yesheng and said suspiciously, "Are you really a king-level ghost?" ”

White Nights are jealous.

In fact, his king-level strength has moisture, and when he encountered a bottleneck, it was the Ghost Ancestor who forcibly promoted him to the monarch level.

All, compared to the average monarch level, Bai Yesheng is a little worse.

However, he is also a king, if he goes to the underworld, he will also be at the same level as Yan Jun, but he was beaten by Chu Hao and had no power to fight back.

The black gold spell body and the Qiankun Fighting Spirit Technique are really terrifying.

Bai Yesheng's soul power was difficult to gather, and he said in fear: "Holy Master, surround my life, for the sake of the Ghost Ancestor's face." ”

Chu Hao said indifferently: "I said earlier, you will beg for mercy, and you will definitely take out the Ghost Ancestor to suppress me." ”

Bai Yesheng stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "Bypass me this time." ”

Chu Hao slapped it away, and Bai Yesheng's body was almost scattered.

"Didn't you just be awesome? Cowardly now? ”

"Ding...... The host successfully pretended to slap his face and obtained 60,000 pretending points. ”

The pretending value of anti-pretending is high.

Bai Yesheng's ghost body was blurred, and he was extremely frightened, and he was almost blown away by this slap.

Bai Yesheng gritted his teeth and didn't dare to say anything, he was really afraid.