Seeing the tongue pulling out the ghost Ding Fugui's Adam's apple trembled up and down, he swallowed a mouthful of foam with difficulty, and his upper and lower teeth fought.

He really, really wanted to turn around and run into the Feather and order the control room to take off immediately and escape from the damn planet.

The ghost-level ghost is a nightmare for all cultivators, and there is basically only a dead end for facing the ghost-level ghost without foundation cultivation.

The worst powerful ghost can also kill cultivators below the late stage of the Qi Gathering Realm in an instant.

Ding Fugui made a great determination to let his two little short legs not take a step, and the spirit runes were still being fired.

The price of fifth-level spirit runes is no longer affordable for ordinary cultivators, but for the local tyrant Ding Fugui, carrying a few hundred with him is a routine operation.

There is only one life, and when the money is gone, you can earn it again, and Ding Fugui has never spared any effort in arming himself.

"Boy, I'm out for you, don't let me down." Ding Fugui's back was already soaked with sweat, not tired, but frightened.

At this time, Li Daochong held Xiaoying and landed a few meters away, and as soon as he landed, Li Daochong pushed it and pushed Xiaoying towards the Feiyu.

Xiao Ying only felt a gentle force supporting her to slide for more than 20 meters, and the force was just right to push her to within five meters of the Flying Feather.

More than a dozen veterans and more than 20 students gathered around, all with solemn faces, weapons in their hands ready to go.

Ding Fugui intercepted a large number of ghosts, and Ning Xiujie and several powerful students killed the fish that slipped through the net by his side.

For a while, the group of ghosts could not break through the spirit rune firepower network, so they had to wander around the periphery, looking for opportunities.

Thirty meters away, Li Daochong was alone in the face of the tongue-pulling ghost, and all eyes were focused on him.

Li Daochong's strength is a mystery, and no one knows what realm his cultivation is until now.

Killing Wang Shenghu in seconds shows that his strength is above the late stage of Qi Gathering, but the aura on his body is always very weak.

There is no spiritual qi to release outward, and spiritual qi is the symbol of the foundation building monk.

Li Daochong did not have such a landmark phenomenon, indicating that he has not entered the foundation building period.

"Sister Feifei, can Li Daochong fight against a ghost with his tongue pulled?" Cao Wenxuan asked worriedly, Li Daochong showed amazing strength again and again, but when the tongue-pulling ghost appeared, Cao Wenxuan always felt that miracles would not appear again.

"I don't know." Ling Fei shook her head and replied, with a strong worry in her eyes.

"Get on the Feather, there's a tongue-pulling ghost there." Yang Jin shouted, turned around and ran.

This shout disturbed people's hearts, and the students' minds that had just adjusted suddenly became chaotic again.

Many people followed and ran into the Flying Feather, and the tongue-pulling ghost seemed to be waiting for chaos, and when he saw that people's hearts were scattered again, he immediately turned into a black shadow and flew into the scattered crowd.

The door of the Flying Feather was only three meters wide, and they scrambled to step on the Flying Feather in no order, but blocked the door instead.

Seeing that he couldn't get in, Yang Jin kicked a student away, and the ghost just flew through the student's body, and the student turned into a gray corpse in an instant.

Call!

The phantom of the tongue-pulling ghost weaves through the crowd.

The students fell one after another.

"Damn, is that kid trying to kill us?" Ning Xiujie scolded, rushed forward with all his might, and smashed it with a stick at the tongue-pulling ghost.

Zhao Yaru followed closely, and two other students in the middle of the gathering period also rushed over.

Ning Xiujie went down with a stick, pulled out his tongue and shook his hand, when, bang, Ning Xiujie flew upside down and fell out more than ten meters.

Zhao Yaru stabbed out a sword almost at the same time, and a sinister smile appeared on the terrifying face of the fierce ghost, which flashed and disappeared, and appeared on Zhao Yaru's side the next moment, and was about to pass through the body when he saw it.

Another student arrived just in time with a wide-backed knife in his hand and slashed at the back of the tongue-pulling ghost.

With the aura magic weapon blade, the ghost didn't dare to be careless, and immediately gave up passing through Zhao Yaru's body, turned around and shot out with one claw.

Dead air and aura collided violently.

Rumble!

The student was shocked and flew out, another student rushed up, and the other was also easily knocked away by the tongue-pulling ghost.

In the blink of an eye, the four students led by Ning Xiujie were sent flying one by one.

The tongue-pulling ghost is far more powerful than you think.

In the late stage of Ning Xiujie's qi gathering, Zhao Yaru and the other two students were all in the middle stage of qi gathering, and the four of them were surrounded by them, but they couldn't control the ghost who pulled out his tongue.

However, the four of you have a stick and I have a sword, and they are connected quickly with each other, barely resisting the tongue-pulling ghost.

But in less than half a minute, the danger was full of dangers, and the ebony stick in Ning Xiujie's hand was broken into two sections, and he couldn't resist it.

Ding Fugui saw that the scene was about to get out of control, and shouted in a hurry, "You bunnies, run your grandmother's legs, pull out your tongue and don't kill the ghost in front of you, whoever kills it can get a direct card, have you fucking forgotten what you came for?" ”

Ding Fugui's roar burst out all the aura in his body, and the sound shook the sky and pierced the students' eardrums.

The powerful student was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted.

The psychology of following the crowd short-circuited their brains, and the huge dead qi on the tongue-pulling ghost would intimidate people's hearts, and for a while the students became headless flies.

After hearing Ding Fugui's words, several students were shocked, and immediately took up their weapons.

Ding Fugui saw that it had an effect, and shouted again, "Whoever fucking runs away again, and will be punished for escaping from the battle, and killing will not be counted." ”

Running is death, not running is still death, but if you don't run, at least there is a glimmer of life, so many people are besieging a tongue-pulling ghost is not without a chance.

Killing the Tongue-Pulling Ghost may not only save your life, but also get a pass-through card.

Seven or eight students didn't hesitate any longer, the guys, and joined the battle of Ning Xiujie's four together.

More than a dozen Qi Gathering Realm cultivators surrounded and suppressed a tongue-pulling ghost, and the ghost figure rose and fell, rampage, but it no longer had the previous overwhelming advantage, and was surrounded by a series of sword lights and sword shadows with aura.

On the other side, Li Daochong was still confronting another tongue-pulling ghost.

Li Daochong held Cang Mo without distraction, no matter what movement appeared behind him, as if he didn't hear it.

At this time, he couldn't control so much, the death qi on the tongue-pulling ghost was unprecedentedly strong, this was the most powerful ghost Li Daochong had encountered so far.

The remnant soul red shadow ghost that he absorbed in the ring before was actually dead, Li Daochong just picked up a big bargain, and was about to face the red shadow ghost in a complete state, and Li Daochong only had to escape.

When he was only at the second level of Qi refining, he almost fell into the Tao in the face of the black resentful bound spirit that had been possessed by him.

The blood upgrader is not unlimited, Li Daochong can only absorb the ghosts below his own strength, if the strength of the ghosts is above Li Daochong, there will be risks in absorbing them, and it is even possible to be counterattacked.

Of course, Li Daochong can choose to kill, no matter how powerful the ghost is, as long as Li Daochong has a way to kill it, even if it is a great witch and ghost level existence, the blood upgrader can completely absorb the great witch ghost without soul sense.

A pair of faint black hole eyes showed a faint red light, and the human in front of him was obviously not very strong, but it was as fearful as seeing a high-level ghost.

"......"

The tongue-pulling ghost let out a piercing and strange scream, and finally moved.

The ghostly ghost roared in, and the huge dead qi condensed into one place and compressed towards Li Daochong.

Li Daochong licked his lips and smiled lightly, "Let's see if I can destroy you beast, the fifth level of the Nine Split Sword Technique." ”