The Ghost King of Bishan was stunned for a moment, it often used such a method back then, but it was the first time that it was treated with such a method.

But it immediately continued to attack Long Qingting without hesitation, not only that, but several clones were scattered in his body and attacked Huo Dou.

You hold me hostage, won't I?

Long Qingting quickly flashed to the side with Qiu Niang, and punched her in the stomach with his left hand.

Blood spurted out immediately.

"Ghost King...... If you don't stop, she's going to die. Long Qingting said with a smile.

With the help of a few people, Juehui's side will be able to recover ninety percent of his strength in about five minutes, and Huang Dou should also be back at that time.

He didn't think that a character like the Ghost King of Bishan would give up the good situation in front of him for the sake of a small demon fox, his purpose was just to delay the time and let the battle enter the rhythm that was most favorable to his side.

But the Ghost King of Bishan did not hesitate and did not answer his words.

More tentacles attacked him and Qiu Niang, Long Qingting jumped away again, and shot a ball of light with his left hand to blow up one tentacle that could not be avoided, and then blocked Qiu Niang in front of the other tentacle.

The tentacle immediately turned into a scroll and wrapped Qiu Niang's body, but Long Qingting still pinched her neck, and the two sides used her body as a wrestling field, making her squirt out a mouthful of blood again.

"Ghost King, do you treat your own people like this?" Long Qingting smiled, he quickly dodged those tentacles that kept stabbing at him, and he had a good time.

Because he was afraid of hurting Qiu Niang, the strength of the attack of the Ghost King of Bishan had obviously decreased a lot, and this level of attack was simply not painful for Long Qingting.

The Ghost King of Bishan roared angrily, and for the first time in his life, he finally felt the taste of those generals of the Tang Dynasty facing the people who were driven by him to attack the city.

There's only one way to crack such a tactic.

It roared in pain again, but in the next moment, a thick and sharp tentacle suddenly pierced Qiu Niang's body, piercing Long Qingting's right hand, and narrowly rubbed past his head, leaving a bloody trail on his face.

Long Qingting's right hand used to grab Qiu Niang was almost cut off by his elbow, blood spurted outward, and he quickly tapped his body a few times with his left hand, finally slowing down the amount of bleeding.

"I underestimated you." He said with a pale face.

A character like the Ghost King of Pishan shouldn't have been disturbed by vulgar emotions in the first place, Long Qingting nodded with a self-deprecating smile and quickly left the center of the battlefield.

The Ghost King of Bishan was unwilling to let him go, and countless tentacles turned into ghost qi overwhelmingly chased after Long Qingting, destroying the places where he landed one by one. Long Qingting's movements began to slow down after he was seriously injured, and those tentacles gradually caught up with it.

With a roar, the huge Vajra Dharma Body appeared again, blocking the path of the Ghost King of the Mountain, Juehui had not fully recovered, but Long Qingting's accidental injury made him have to stand up immediately.

"Die!" The Ghost King of the Mountains roared furiously, and a huge tentacle suddenly erupted with great force, directly piercing the chest of the Vajra Dharma Body, penetrating its body and emerging from the Heavenly Spirit Cover. An instant later, countless ghost qi erupted along this wound, directly tearing the Dharma Body to pieces.

Jue Hui spurted a large mouthful of blood in the air, and several tentacles chased after him and entangled him, and he severed several of them with a loud roar, but more tentacles struck like snakes, binding him tightly.

Jue Hui recited the mantra aloud, and the dark golden Sanskrit imprint on his body suddenly lit up, and the tentacles that wanted to dismember him hit his chest, but they couldn't get in.

The sudden reversal of the tide was simply beyond everyone's expectations.

Long Qingting took this opportunity to stuff a pill into his mouth, and at the same time, he used True Qi to help the effect of the pill dissolve, his arm no longer bleed, and many flesh buds began to grow at the fracture, trying to connect the two sections of the fracture.

At this moment, the attack of the Ghost King of the Mountain came like a shadow.

He sighed, held his right arm firmly with his left hand, and quickly moved around the Ghost King of the Mountain.

The tentacles flew through the air at great speeds, and had nearly closed him in the middle many times, but he was always able to escape from them.

Jue Hui was caught by the tentacles and threw him into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, a large mouthful of blood spurting out of his mouth, but he continued to chant the mantra, so that the Ghost King of the Mountain could not give him a truly fatal blow.

The Ghost King of Bishan stepped on him, and said to Long Qingting with a cruel smile: "I think you have any other tricks?" ”

At this moment, a figure quickly rushed out from the side, jumped on its body, and ran quickly on its body.

"Can you still attack with all your might like you did before?" Huang Dou asked Long Qingting loudly.

"No problem." Long Qingting said while dodging.

Nearly ten minutes had passed since Huang Dou left, and the situation had taken a sharp turn for the worse, Long Qingting knew very well that he must have been waiting for the opportunity before, but he was not dissatisfied with this approach at all. In his opinion, this is what smart people do.

This yellow bucket is very interesting.

Huang Dou jumped up violently to avoid the combined attack of seven or eight tentacles, he held six charms in each hand, and suddenly rushed to the head of the Ghost King of the Mountain at an extremely fast speed, and then quickly fell downward.

Sun Yang saw a scene that surprised him immensely.

With his whereabouts, the twelve filthy talismans were evenly scattered towards the body of the Ghost King of the Mountain, and just when it felt bad, Huang Dou's chanting suddenly sounded: "The ferocity dissipates, and the Dao Qi remains!" ”

The twelve spells were suddenly urged at the same time, and they actually caused a chain explosion between them, just like a round of the sun suddenly erupting around the ghost king of the mountain, and it didn't have time to say anything, and the whole body collapsed and disappeared under the simultaneous action of these twelve talismans.

Huang Dou didn't have the slightest relief and joy of victory, his eyes searched quickly, and soon he saw a small cloud of black ghost qi that was constantly surging, its color was much stronger than ordinary ghost qi, and the strong aura and ghost qi were mixed together, expanding at an extremely fast speed.

"Long Qingting!" He screamed loudly.

Without him commanding Long Qingting, he also saw the thing that was almost close to the ground, and he didn't have any reservations at this moment, Mingzun Zhiyang Jue urged with all his might, and a light like the main gun of a battleship in a science fiction movie **** came out, directly hitting the black fog that was trying to recover itself, and the golden storm swept the entire land, plowing a huge ravine on the ground, and even cutting off a corner of the mountain in the distance.

The black crystal carved Ghalingpinga box was finally revealed, and it was unscathed under such a powerful attack.

Huang Dou pounced on it as fast as he could, opened it without hesitation, and swallowed the contents in one gulp.

He couldn't help but laugh.