Seeing the ghost king approaching, Li Xiaodong pinched up the law and prepared to attack, staring at the ghost king.

"Hmph, just a little witch, dare to compete with this seat?"

The Ghost King's eyes shone brightly, and his palms were slightly raised, as if an invisible air flow was surging, and the black layman's suit on his body fluttered with it.

"Be careful, Xiaodong!"

Yang Lan jumped down and came to her son's side, "The Ghost King used to be the Cultivator Elder of the Ghost Hidden Sect of Kongtong Mountain, with the help of the Ghost Sorrow, his cultivation has been greatly enhanced, and his internal qi has reached the transformation realm, and ordinary witchcraft are ineffective against him!"

After Li Xiaodong heard this, his heart sank slightly.

In the past, when he was in the Yang family, he often heard the Yang family talk about the practice of ancient martial artists, if a martial artist cultivated the exercises to the extreme, he would reach the realm of internal and external integration, and he could hurt people with internal qi a hundred steps away.

But the integration of internal and external is not the supreme of martial arts, above the realm of internal and external integration, there is a deeper realm, and the realm of transformation that Yang Lan said is one of them.

A martial artist who has reached the Transformation Realm can be called a martial arts master without modesty, ordinary bullets can't hit him at all, ordinary cold weapons can't hurt him at all, and ordinary witch spells, even if they can cause damage to a Transformation Realm Grandmaster, but often before they are launched, they are killed by the Transformation Realm Grandmaster with one blow.

Extremely fast, extremely strong, and extremely fierce, the cultivation of the Realm Transformation Grandmaster far exceeds the limit of the human body, and he is already close to a fairy-like figure.

Hearing his mother say that the ghost king had reached the realm of transformation, Li Xiaodong's heart felt a heavy pressure.

The ghost king smiled after hearing this, and said, "Yang Lan, you shook out my bottom line, do you want to join forces with your son and fight against this seat together?"

In his eyes, even if Yang Lan and Li Xiaodong join forces, he will not take it to heart.

Yang Lan clasped her hands together, pinched the witchcraft spell, stared at him and said, "Ghost King, you must harm my son, I can only fight you to the death!"

The ghost king said contemptuously: "Fight to the death, you are a mere white witch, what qualifications do you have to fight me to the death?" and said indifferently: "Don't talk nonsense, let's go together, I will kill your son alive in front of your eyes!"

Yang Lan gritted her teeth and said: "Xiaodong, whether you can get out alive tonight depends on the joint efforts of our mother and son! You are responsible for the attack, and your mother will assist you and dissolve his attack!"

Li Xiaodong didn't dare to be careless after hearing this, his eyes were fixed on the ghost king, and he began to read the spell, and the magic decision in his hand kept changing shapes.

"Hmph, the first move, I'll let you!"

The ghost king's palms were slowly raised, and the clothes on his body were like air currents bulging, and an invisible protective air shield enveloped his whole body.

Li Xiaodong's eyes flashed, and he pointed at the law, "Burn!"

An invisible magic power rushed away, hitting the protective air shield around the ghost king's body, and a blue flame ignited, but this blue flame could not touch the ghost king's body, and after a flame soared, it became fragmented, scattered around the ghost king's body, and the light of the fire was crumbling.

"Boy, with your cultivation, it's still too far away!"

When the words fell, the ghost king's eyes were cold, he raised his two fingers, and slashed diagonally towards Li Xiaodong's place in the void.

A scorching sword aura burst out, Yang Lan hurriedly changed the law and shouted: "Frozen!"

I only heard a loud sound of card rubbing, and on the ground in front of Li Xiaodong, an iceberg suddenly sprang up, like a solid ice shield, protecting Li Xiaodong behind the shield and resisting the sword qi that slashed down obliquely.

Li Xiaodong was not careless, and on the one hand, he formed a protective qi shield, and on the other hand, he retreated, carefully guarding against the ghost king's fierce internal qi.

However, that blazing sword qi didn't seem to be blocked in the slightest!

I heard a loud bang on the ground, and the sword qi of the ghost king slashed through the ice shield, and then bombarded Li Xiaodong's body, shocking him to spit out blood and fall away.

"Xiaodong, is there anything ......" Yang Lan hurriedly rushed over, helped her son, and hurriedly healed him, feeling anxious.

"Hmph, vulnerable. The Ghost King stopped attacking, his eyes full of contempt.

A trace of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Li Xiaodong's mouth.

Li Xiaodong slowly wiped off the blood, staring at the ghost king, his eyes full of unwillingness.

Under one move, the superior has been sentenced.

Li Xiaodong understood that if it weren't for his mother's full use of the ice shield just now to block most of the sword qi, he would have been split in half at this moment.

The ghost king paced forward and said expressionlessly: "Yang Lan, get out of the way, I only need your son's life, your life, it will be useful for the time being." ”

Yang Lan said with a resolute look: "Even if I am crushed, I will not let you succeed!"

She pinched a magic decision, and formed several abrupt ice shields around the ghost king's body, and then jumped up and slapped the top of the ghost king's head with one palm!

Li Xiaodong took this opportunity to perform witch fire again and cooperate with his mother to attack the ghost king.

However, in the eyes of the Ghost King, these are just small skills of carving insects, his sudden figure flashed, smashed through the ice shield on the left side, and then held it in the void with one palm, only to hear Yang Lan scream miserably, and was supported by an invisible air flow in mid-air, and flew over his head with the momentum, and fell behind the Ghost King, and fell far away on the nine steps next to the bronze coffin.

Throwing Yang Lan away, the ghost king laughed fiercely, suddenly raised his body, and slapped it quickly with one palm towards the top of Li Xiaodong's head!

"Be careful!"

Far away, Leng Ranbing, who was lying on the ground, suddenly attacked, she covered her injured chest with one hand, raised the other hand, and opened fire with her pistol with a bang.

The ghost king's body was stagnant, so he had to change his moves, grabbed his hands again and again, and slapped down the Zi Yi who came.

Taking this opportunity, Li Xiaodong quickly took a few steps back and dodged and wandered among several copper pillars in the main hall, taking advantage of the terrain to maneuver with the ghost king and find a way to defeat the enemy.

This situation didn't last long, Yang Lan knew that the difference in strength between the two sides was too great, and her son would inevitably be killed by the ghost king, so in a hurry, she bit the tip of her tongue, rushed to the coffin, and sprayed a mouthful of blood at the male corpse in the coffin.

"What are you going to do?" The scientist in the white coat, who was hiding aside and never dared to raise his head, was suddenly startled when he saw Yang Lan doing this.

"You can't wake him up, he's not tied up yet, and if he gets out of control, he's going to be ruined......"

The white coat reacted and rushed forward in a hurry, trying to drag Yang Lan away, but Yang Lan casually made a legal decision, and then erected an ice wall with a click, blocking him on the other side.

The white coat was so anxious that he had to pat the ice wall and hurriedly shouted: "Ghost King, Ghost King, Quick, Yang Lan wants to wake up Wushuang, stop her!"

The ghost king was about to kill the nasty woman who had been shooting first, when he heard such a shout from behind, he hurriedly looked back, only to see the head of the bronze coffin, Yang Lan had already sealed her hands, and was muttering a mantra with her eyes closed.

The ghost king's body was shocked, and the fierce light in his eyes was revealed: "Yang Lan, you idiot, this seat is going to kill you......"

(End of chapter)