Chapter 791: Lao Jun's Bloodline

"What did you say?"

Everyone's faces changed in unison.

"Little Taoist, how dare you speak wildly and look down on our Ghost King Sect?"

"Don't say it's you, even the bull nose on Qingcheng Mountain, when you see the people of our Ghost King Sect, you have to walk around......"

"Like, what are you?"

The ghosts showed evil looks on their faces one by one, and their eyebrows were raised.

The Tongtian Ghost King smiled coldly, and a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the Black Immortal Monarch was hiding in the Hall of Eternal Life, not daring to come out at all.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but murmur: "This Taoist priest is really not afraid of death...... Dare to say such a thing in front of the Ghost King of Heaven......"

After saying that, he couldn't help but shake his head.

In his opinion, Li Changsheng has some skills, otherwise, it would be impossible to kill the ghost master of Natu.

However, on weekdays, it depends on who you can do.

With those mountain ghosts and monsters, you can naturally be unscrupulous, but now...... This Li Changsheng is facing, but the Tongtian Ghost King, one of the four ghost kings of the Ghost King Sect, dares to say such a big thing, it is really bigger than athlete's foot......

"Ghost King, as long as you give an order, your subordinates will bear the brunt and take down this person."

The Plague Knight looked ugly and looked towards the Ghost King.

"Okay, there you go."

The Tongtian Ghost King bowed slightly.

Such a trivial matter, naturally, he doesn't need to take action personally, otherwise, why would he bring so many ghost generals and ghost soldiers here?

The plague knight received the order, slapped his horse's body, and rode out of the column.

For a moment, the ghosts present stared with bated breath one by one.

I only saw that the plague knight's body was surrounded by countless small mosquitoes, babbling and calling, and the withered face like a zombie looked extremely strange even in the daytime.

Even the war horse under his seat looked gloomy, lacking a nose and a mouth, as if it had come out of the ashes of the ruins.

The Plague Knight used his empty and empty pupils to look at Li Changsheng not far away.

Li Changsheng glanced at him and said coldly: "Cultivating the art of the ghost path, it is really a miracle that you can cultivate to the point where you look like a ghost." ”

To tell the truth, most of the people who practice the art of ghost paths look weird, their bodies are like dried corpses, and their faces are bloodless.

However, there are indeed very few people like the Plague Knight, whose body has become mutilated and tattered.

A person, in order to cultivate this kind of evil art, makes himself look like this, which is indeed beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

When the plague knight heard this, he was furious, roared angrily, and rushed straight up.

The billowing ghost qi vibrated out from his body, as if it was overwhelming.

The tiny mosquitoes are constantly flying, dense and dense, making people tremble.

"Hula" sounded.

I only heard the wind blowing, and the grass under the feet of the war horse withered and withered in an instant.

"Hahaha...... This Taoist priest is dying......"

"Little ones, wave your weapons and cheer for the knights......"

The ghosts howled one after another, and their faces showed excited looks, and they danced as if they were watching the excitement.

This expedition, in their eyes, is purely for the excitement.

No one would believe that Li Changsheng could survive in the hands of the Tongtian Ghost King, and I am afraid that even the Plague Knight would be enough to turn Li Changsheng into a rotting corpse.

"Whoosh"

A black light flashed in the hands of the Plague Knight.

I only saw a black lacquer spear, which instantly manifested out, and with a fierce killing intent, it stabbed straight towards Li Changsheng.

"Bang Dang"

A crisp sound.

The silver-white short sword burst through the air and met the spear in the Plague Knight's hand.

One hard blow.

"Dead Daoist ......"

A dull thunderous voice suddenly came from the mouth of the Plague Knight.

This sound, like the ringing of a bell from the dead, shook the hearts of those present, and they only felt that the soul in their body was about to be hooked.

The spear instantly picked up, turned into a huge blade of light, and slashed into the air.

Li Changsheng's whole face did not change, he pinched the magic trick, his figure swept back all of a sudden, and his clothes danced.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

The billowing smoke seemed to explode.

Above the ground, where the spear had been cleaved, a huge hole appeared.

Everyone present was shocked.

The Plague Knight's blow just now was like a thunderbolt, and the speed was dazzling, if it were someone else, I am afraid that he would have turned into mud under his blow, but he never thought that Li Changsheng's reaction would be so fast.

"Ding"

The silver-white short sword came out of Li Changsheng's hand, and a fierce offensive broke through the layers of void, shocked, and immediately stabbed the war horse.

"Hiss ......"

The horse let out a long whistle and jumped to its feet.

The silver-white short sword pierced its body, as if it carried a heroic righteousness.

Suddenly, the Plague Knight quickly jumped up and turned into a divine light.

The rolling majesty is like mountains and seas.

"Buzz"

A golden magic seal vibrated out from in front of Li Changsheng's body.

I only saw the divine power in the sky, turned into a huge amount of energy, and suddenly met the fierce attack of the plague knight.

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe it.

The two fought fiercely, which seemed to be an understatement, but in fact it was full of murder.

The Plague Knight is worthy of being a cultivator who has cultivated the art of the ghost path, and his magic powers are extremely strange, making people unguardable.

Before the attack could pass, the Plague Knight suddenly flipped his palm.

The ghostly demon wind, whistling continuously, rose from the ground, as if it suddenly burst out of the earth.

The heavy ghost qi, with unparalleled monstrous power, continued to wrap towards Li Changsheng.

"Good...... Great......"

All the ghosts smiled one by one.

The hurricane-like ghost aura completely engulfed Li Changsheng's body at once.

I only saw mosquitoes flying in the sky, constantly swirling, emitting bursts of foul smell, and the smell of rotting sewers filled the air in the mountains and forests.

"Not good...... It's 'mestry and ghost'. ”

Hiding in the Hall of Eternal Life, looking at the Black Immortal Monarch secretly, when he saw this ghost wind that suddenly rose from the ground, his face suddenly changed, and his breathing became rapid with excitement.

This ghost wind is by no means an ordinary wind, it carries an endless plague breath in it, once it is contaminated, the flesh is mortal, and it cannot bear it at all.

In the ghost wind, there are countless plagues hidden in the dense wind, which can follow the pores of human skin and drill into the human body, and it only takes a moment to eat away at the internal organs of the human body and completely suck the blood in the human body.

This is one of the Plague Knight's housekeeping skills, and many people in the Ghost King Sect are afraid of it.

(End of chapter)