Chapter 271

The ghost is surging, and the yin wind is shouting.

From the black flag, three powerful ghosts stepped out.

These three ghosts, two men and one woman.

The two men were all dressed in the same clothes as ancient soldiers, and the woman was dressed in Qing Dynasty clothes, an old woman, with a resentful face and ten pointed fingers, like tree vines.

These three powerful ghosts appeared, and a terrifying ghost pressure spread.

"It's so powerful, each one is a hundred-year-old ghost, no less than Yue Ling at the beginning. ”

Long Xiaoshan was secretly shocked in his heart.

This black-robed old ghost is much more powerful than killing that Ma Dao man at the beginning, and the Ma Dao man couldn't even control a hundred-year-old ghost, and the black-robed old ghost actually raised three hundred-year-old ghosts, especially the old woman wearing Qing palace clothes, which was even more ghostly.

The black-robed old man said: "These three powerful ghosts are made by me digging an ancient tomb of a concubine in the Qing Dynasty and raising them. ”

He slammed the black flag.

The two ghost generals slashed at Long Xiaoshan.

And the female ghost concubine Sen Sen sneered, her ten fingers stretched out like a long snake, and the ten ghost fingers stabbed towards Long Xiaoshan with a cold breath.

Long Xiaoshan waved his hand and smashed out three fireball talismans.

Boom Boom!

Three flashes of fire.

The three ghosts were unharmed.

"Damn, get out of here!" Long Xiaoshan threw a punch.

Whew~

Wolf roars!

A giant wolf phantom rushed out, its fist intent condensed, and rushed towards a fierce ghost, bang!

The ghost was also shocked by the fist intent and retreated again and again.

Call!

With a knife cut, Long Xiaoshan hurriedly rolled around the donkey to avoid it.

Puff puff!

Ten pitch-black and sharp ghost fingers pierced Long Xiaoshan.

Poof!

Long Xiaoshan couldn't dodge.

The shoulder was pierced by a ghost finger, and suddenly a dark and cold corrosive force poured into the body, which also contained a powerful resentment, trying to confuse Long Xiaoshan's mind.

The true qi of the Immortal Essence was immediately urged.

The pale green true qi flowed near the wound, suppressing the pitch-black corrosive force.

As for the resentment, Long Xiaoshan's divine body is a ghost nemesis, and there is no suspense about being resolved by him.

"No, these three powerful ghosts are too powerful!"

Those two ghost generals are not under Yu Cheng at all, and they are far more weird and difficult than Yu Cheng.

The female ghost is even stronger.

And the light of his Heavenly Eye's Divine Punishment could not be used continuously, and it needed a brewing process.

After Long Xiaoshan rolled out, he hurriedly took out the Hundred Ghost Flags, waved them, and a stream of black smoke poured out from the Hundred Ghost Flags, and at this time, the two ghost generals pounced again, waved their war knives, and slashed towards Long Xiaoshan.

A spear suddenly poked out of the black smoke.

The dragon generally penetrated the sword and pierced the body of a ghost general, and at the same time, the spear drew a stunning arc, and in the roar, the ghost general who penetrated the spear smashed into another ghost general, bang!

The two ghosts will explode into a cloud of black smoke at the same time, constantly wriggling.

At this time, from the hundred ghost flags, a majestic ghost general stepped out, carried a spear, and said lightly: "These two are handed over to me." ”

The two wriggling clouds of black smoke turned into ghosts again.

The ghost body is invisible and invisible, so naturally it cannot be assassinated with one shot.

Yue Ling's voice fell, and the spear in his hand shook, setting off a series of gun shadows, enveloping the two ghost generals who had just recovered in an instant.

This scene was seen by the black-robed Taoist standing aside, and he was stunned.

How could he have the magic weapon of the Black Scale Gate.

Wrong!

It is the magic weapon of the master and nephew, the Hundred Ghost Flags, but even if there are Hundred Ghost Flags, where can he summon such a powerful ghost general.

I saw that Yue Ling's spear was like a swimming dragon, vertical and horizontal, and the two hundred-year-old ghosts he sacrificed would have been killed, if it weren't for the particularity of the ghost body, even if the bones could be broken, they would have been killed by Yue Ling a long time ago.

Long Xiaoshan was overjoyed when he saw Yue Ling so strong.

is worthy of being a descendant of Wu Mu, even though the cultivation of the ghost path is similar, but the strength is enough to crush the two ghost generals of the other party.

Suddenly!

A cold yin aura struck.

The female ghost concubine killed her, and her ten fingers were like ten black snakes, twisted and agile, and they were overwhelming.

Long Xiaoshan's eyes were indifferent, and he took out the flame sword in the space ring.

True Qi was infused and slashed out with a knife.

The knife pattern on the treasure knife suddenly lit up, and then a flame burst into the sky, the flames rolled, spiraling upward, forming a flame knife more than ten meters long, roaring out.

The female ghost lady screamed.

In the face of this terrifying flame sword, she quickly withdrew her ten fingers and turned into a thick smoke and flew out, but the knife was more than ten meters long, even if she was fast, she was still a step slower, and the flame giant knife cut through her body.

Concubine Shu howled.

The flames ignited her body, blazing.

In the flames, Concubine Shu lasted for more than ten breaths, and was finally incinerated into a cloud of flying ashes.

"Superior magic weapon!"

Seeing Concubine Shu turn into ashes in the flames, the black-robed old man was almost frightened.

Can slash a powerful ghost like Concubine Shu with one sword.

Except for the high-grade magic weapon, he doesn't think about it.

The black-robed old man didn't expect that Long Xiaoshan actually even had a high-grade magic weapon, what kind of inheritance did he get, the three-eyed eye power, the high-grade magic weapon, and it was a shocking thing to put it in the cultivation circle casually.

It is enough to cause a bloody storm in the monastic circle.

But the little peasant in the countryside in front of him was actually in a different way.

The black-robed old man hated and was jealous in his heart.

Hate that the most powerful ghost he had sacrificed died at the hands of Long Xiaoshan.

What is jealous is where did this kid get the **** luck.

You can get a high-grade magic weapon.

If these two things fall into his hands, even if he controls the Black Scale Gate, it will be easy, no, he must get this kid's inheritance.

The black-robed old man's heart was full of greed.

Suddenly, a flash of fire rose into the air.

But seeing that after Long Xiaoshan killed the female ghost, he had already killed him with the flame sword, and slashed at him with a knife, the old man in the black robe was horrified, and it was too late to use the stand-in technique, so he sacrificed several defensive means in a row, and stabbed at the flame sword with a scream in his hand.

Bang!

In the light of a huge fire.

A fiery figure rolled out and rolled on the ground a few times before the flames were extinguished.

I saw that the clothes on the black-robed Taoist were torn, all the hair on his body was scorched, and the magic sword was also cut into two scorched woods, and the black-robed Taoist's face was ugly: "Damn, the high-grade magic weapon is too strong." ”

Long Xiaoshan, who was holding a high-grade magic weapon, completely crushed him.

Even his magic weapons were destroyed.

Seeing Long Xiaoshan raise the sword again.

The black-robed Taoist turned around and ran.

"Where to run!"

Long Xiaoshan quickly slashed out the third knife, bang!

The black-robed Taoist exploded.

The flame sword slashed into the ground, creating a ravine of more than ten meters.

Long Xiaoshan's face did not have a trace of joy.

The black-robed Taoist ran away.

The last knife did not kill the black-robed Daoist, and his heavenly eye saw a figure spurting out a mouthful of blood and swept into the mountains and forests.

And he wanted to chase, but he was exhausted.

Although the top-grade magic weapon is good, but under the three swords, all his true qi is consumed, and the dantian is empty, and there is no trickle left.

At this time, if the black-robed Daoist stayed, it was not certain who would die.