It seemed that he didn't expect Zhao Ke to still have the strength to crash into him, and the white-clothed ghost let out a sharp strange scream on his blurred face.

Grasping the decaying stick with both hands, he planned to directly and completely disperse this person's soul, so that he would never be able to live beyond his life.

But before the stick was removed from Zhao Ke's shoulder, the white-clothed ghost suddenly sank in his hand, feeling as if the stick had taken root on Zhao Ke's shoulder.

No matter how much strength the white-clothed ghost used, the decaying stick could never move.

After a closer look, the white-clothed ghost couldn't help but look at it, only to see that on the white decaying stick, I don't know when an extra black palm came out.

"Three hands??"

I saw that this hand seemed to grow on Zhao Ke's shoulder, with slender fingers, no nails, and no outline of the hand bones, which looked like a soft stomach.

But I don't know why, when I saw this hand, the white-clothed ghost couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and there was a feeling of impending disaster.

At this time, I saw that on the back of the black hand on Zhao Ke's shoulder, a single eye was cracked, the eyelids opened, the pitch-black pupils flashed with a cold cold light, and the single eye swept towards the white-clothed ghost.

"Boom!"

It's just a look, but it makes the ghost in white almost like a lightning strike.

The pupil like a black jewel came with a glance, as if the surrounding space was crumbling, and taking a step back was a bottomless abyss, and further there was a sea of swords and fire, and the empty gaze made his spirit body almost collapse.

As soon as the palm of his hand was released, he let go of the decaying stick in his hand, and saw the black hand, picking up the decaying stick, aiming it at the head of the white-clothed ghost, and slamming it on the head.

"Bang!"

The seemingly inconspicuous stick hit the eyebrows of the white-clothed ghost, and when the stick went down, the white-clothed ghost let out a scream, and his head was twisted together under this stick, and the soul body that had been practicing for thousands of years was actually beaten away in a blink of an eye.

"You dare to kill the ghost!"

Seeing that the white-clothed ghost was actually in front of him, he was wiped out alive by Zhao Ke's stick.

The black-clothed ghost in charge of controlling Zhao Ke spoke for the first time, his voice filled with shock and incredulity.

Although they couldn't see why the human in front of them had a strong demonic aura on his body, they were still sure that Zhao Ke was still a human being.

But it doesn't matter if you are a human or a demon, if you are a living creature, you can't touch that decaying stick.

As for the Yin Spirit, they never dared to approach, but the result was an astonishing change.

A stick went down, and instead of beating the man to death, he was taken away from the rod, and the stick was knocked to death. He had never heard of such a thing in thousands of years, and he couldn't help but feel extremely shocked in his heart.

The true spirit of the white-clothed ghost was scattered, turned into a cloud of phosphorescent light, and all the thousand-year-old Dao Lines were wiped out together.

At this time, I saw the black palm on Zhao Ke's shoulder slowly turning the direction, and on the back of his hand, the eyes as black as gems stared at the body of the black-clothed ghost.

At a glance, the two were separated by several feet, but the black-clothed ghost was so bad that the spirit was almost about to collapse.

Looking at the one-eyed eye, I saw that in the black pupils, a touch of red yarn danced lightly, accompanied by a big red coffin, the shadow of a woman, gradually raised her eyelids, and stared at the ghost's eyes.

The two were not in the same time and space, not even in the same time, but through the black pupils, the breath that suffocated him, and the hands of the black-clothed ghost were trembling unnaturally.

"Isn't it!!"

Seeing the big red coffin, the black-clothed ghost almost couldn't help but take a deep breath, and his teeth were chattering.

Don't prove the Dao of Daluo Immortals,

But the Netherworld Bridge.

The god of calamity followed,

In vain, they did not dare to stay in the city.

As soon as he thought of this, the black-clothed ghost almost stomped his feet, and he actually turned around and was about to run, but as soon as he turned around, he heard Zhao Ke's cold killing sound behind him.

I saw Zhao Ke raise his head, and the eyes of the yin owl stared at the black-clothed ghost, and the monstrous killing intent was like a needle-piercing needle, which made the black-clothed ghost feel cold behind him.

"Tiger Ben! Attack day and night! ”

Without the containment of the black-clothed ghost, Zhao Ke decisively activated the special ability of his stamp "Day and Night Tiger Ben", attacking and killing day and night.

Attack and kill day and night.

Perform a lock-on charge on targets within a diameter of 200 meters around you, and during the charge, you will gain two attack abilities, Sunburn and Nightstab, in the process, your strength and defense will increase (decrease) faster with speed, and the stronger the increased power.

Cooldown: 3 days

The black-clothed ghost almost fled in embarrassment, but it couldn't compare to Zhao Ke's locking charge, and with a few arrow steps, the speed suddenly increased to the extreme.

The sun burns in his left hand and the night spur in his right hand, both of which leave a trail of light in the void.

But the real killer feature is the decaying stick on Zhao Ke's shoulder, a thick and long wooden pipe, wrapped around a circle of white paper, seemingly inconspicuous, and indeed a magic weapon used by Yin Qi.

Don't look back, just listen to the sound of the breaking wind behind him, and the sense of oppression like Mount Tai, which made the black-clothed ghost almost feel hopeless.

Just now, they regarded Zhao Ke and the old lady as pigs and dogs.

He didn't even want to speak with him, for fear of degrading his identity.

How do you know that in the blink of an eye, the identity was reversed, and he even ran forward with fear, and even the lonely souls and wild ghosts who died in vain today were all abandoned, like a lost dog, the contrast is so great that it is embarrassing.

In fact, if you really fight, ten Zhao Ke are not bad opponents.

But the woman behind the eye he was afraid of, swept his eyes and pressed his spirit body almost collapsed, let alone make a move, even if he stood in place for a second longer, it was an extravagant hope.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, the black-clothed ghost screamed at the top of his throat: "You attack and kill the ghost, when the hell is shaken, you have no way to go to the sky, no door to the earth, ten halls of Yama, three thousand ghosts, no one will let you go, let me go, I can keep you safe in this matter." ”

"And her, I'll give it back to you!"

At this time, the black-clothed ghost almost waved his hand and threw it back, it was Rem's soul, and it was thrown in the air.

But as soon as Zhao Ke stretched out his hand, he took Rem's back into his body.

As for the black-clothed ghost, Zhao Ke smiled coldly on his face, and his figure came behind the ghost in the blink of an eye.

"Nonsense!"

Not to mention whether the consequences of what the other party said are true or false, since he killed one, he will never let go of the second one, what is the consequences, Zhao Ke doesn't think about it at all.

On tiptoe, the figure jumped past the black-clothed ghost, and the black hand on his shoulder picked up the decaying stick in his hand and knocked it on the back of the black-clothed ghost's head.

"Bang!"

With this stick, the black-clothed ghost sent his spirit body to collapse, and the sail in his hand also fell to the ground, and his body fell forward, his body turned into thousands of phosphorescences, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Boom ......"

Seeing that the black-clothed ghost was also beaten to ashes, he saw that the decaying stick fell to the ground, and Zhao Ke only felt that his shoulders were itchy.

When I looked down, I saw that the hand, like a melting candle, was getting back into my skin.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke's eyes tightened: "Opportunity!" ”

Xue Jizi was held in Zhao Ke's hand, and when Zhao Ke was about to take the opportunity to chop off this black hand, he saw the palm of his hand, and the black pupil stared at him.

In an instant, the corners of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched, and he made a choice that a man would make if he stood up to the sky.

Through the black pupils, I saw that the red lips were slightly raised, revealing the teeth, and moved slightly.

Zhao Ke followed the shape of his lips and read it silently in his heart.

"You! There is no escape. ”

Zhao Ke took a deep breath, and finally understood what it meant that he didn't dare to stay in the dead city.

Seeing the black hand on his shoulder dissolve little by little, and finally the black pupil reintegrated into the depths of his skin, Zhao Ke couldn't help but let out a long breath.

I can't say whether I should be happy or cry, I always feel that I am now the meat that has been marked by others, and others can't touch it, but it may be served to the table at any time.

However, Zhao Ke's attention was quickly diverted.

saw the white decaying stick on the ground, and the white sail, these two things fell to the ground, which made Zhao Ke's eyes flash, and he said in his heart: "Good thing." ”

I don't want to mention the effect of the decaying stick, I have tried it myself, and the taste of being beaten on my body.

That white sail is even more remarkable.

At the moment, I killed two ghosts, and not to mention any cause and effect, at least I got two treasures out of thin air.

However, just as Zhao Ke reached out to pick up these two things, he heard a scream from behind him: "Don't touch it!" ”