Chapter Two Hundred and Nine: Ghost Magic!

The red-faced ghost king's mentality is about to collapse at this moment!

I want it to be a dignified ghost king, and all ghosts will surrender in the ghost world!

It can scare tens of thousands of unjust ghosts with any words.

It's almost forgotten when the last creature that provoked it was, and roughly the creature has no bones left.

Under its leadership, the ghosts under its command don't know how many people they have killed, and even the Taoist priests and monks have killed dozens of them.

It never imagined that one day it would suffer continuously in the hands of a feminine object that it didn't know what it was.

Thinking of this, the red-faced ghost king's face changed and looked at Li Qing constantly, and finally sighed, and said in an unfathomable tone: "This king has given you a chance, but you don't cherish it...... Eh, wait, wait!"

As it spoke, Li Qing snorted coldly and opened his mouth to bite its shoulder.

This ghost king has already condensed, even if he doesn't use the ghost devouring technique, he can rely on two fangs to suck it dry!

At this moment, there were so many unjust ghosts standing in front of the ghost gate, and he didn't have so much time to listen to this ghost king's ramblings.

Seeing that Li Qing could actually suck ghost qi from it, the red-faced ghost king's face changed instantly.

Trembling all over, as if he had seen something terrible, his eyes widened, and he shouted in horror: "Zombie?!You, you, you are a zombie???

When it screamed, Li Qing took another breath of ghost qi from it, and then the moment the ghost qi entered his throat, it was transformed by the nameless mantra.

For the nameless formula, it is the rapid transformation of the breath of this yin attribute.

Li Qing is now a flying zombie, which is not the same as the white-haired zombie at the beginning, and it took him a long time to absorb the corpse qi on the old lady Ren's body. But now, the ghost king, who was not known to be many times stronger than the old lady Ren, under the two of him, his figure instantly blurred a lot.

After feeling the ghost qi that disappeared from his body, the cheeks of the red-faced ghost king suddenly twitched, and his eyes were full of horror. Then he exclaimed in disbelief: "You, you, you're not an ordinary zombie, you...... You're stiff!"

Although it was a ghost, it had already condensed, so on the part that Li Qing was biting, there was a powerful corpse poison flowing down its shoulders and depriving its whole body.

Although there are no zombies in the ghost world, when it is promoted to the ghost king, the inheritance in the underworld lets it know the level of zombies and the difference between corpse poison at each level.

"Like ice into the body, like a fire burning spirit"

These eight characters are the feeling of flying zombies poisoning into the body.

Even though it is a ghost, it also feels this way.

At this time, the monk who was watching the play not far away immediately looked at Li Qing in amazement after hearing the words shouted out by the red-faced ghost king.

He originally thought that Li Qing was a high-level ghost, so he couldn't see Li Qing's strength or origin with his cultivation.

He never thought that the young man with a cold face and dressed in black turned out to be a zombie.

And it's a flying stiffness beyond his imagination!

It's a flying stiffness!

To put it mildly, in today's world, flying stiffness means invincibility!

In today's world, even if there is a ghost king, it can run rampant in this world.

The monk really couldn't understand where this flying zombie came from, why had he never heard of it before?

Although he was shocked in his heart, years of Qi cultivation had made his face look as normal in the blink of an eye.

At this time, Li Qing had already taken three more breaths of ghost qi from the red-faced ghost king's body.

"There are people above this king, I advise you to let me go, otherwise even if you are stiff, you will end up in ashes in the future!"

"Don't suck!"

"How can you, this flying zombie, kill each other with this king, who is also a yin thing? You want to suck blood and suck spiritual energy, aren't there still two people standing next to you?"

"Okay, okay, this king is wrong! As long as you let me go, this king will immediately return to the ghost world with his ghost soldiers!"

In the smoking room that Li Qing didn't care about, the red-faced ghost king chattered endlessly, or threatened or bowed his head.

But Li Qing's complexion has not changed in the slightest, and his mouth has not let go for a moment.

Finally, this ghost king was forcibly sucked by Li Qing from the realm of the condensed ghost king and became like a ghost king.

At this moment, its body has become translucent, like those unjust ghosts standing in front of the ghost gate.

In this state, it may not even be able to resist Li Qing's two mouthfuls, and its soul will fly away and turn into Li Qing's strength.

Just when Li Qing successfully transformed the ghost qi that had just been inhaled into his abdomen and was about to suck it again, the red-faced ghost king was finally scared.

"Uncle! I call you uncle! Don't suck it, if you suck it again, I'll be gone!!"

As if he hadn't heard it, Li Qing took another breath.

After losing a large amount of ghost aura again, the red-faced ghost king's face suddenly turned white.

Its eyes were filled with regret and horror.

Then he suddenly shouted with a crazy look: "Don't suck, as long as you let me go, I am willing to recognize you as the Lord!!"

Li Qing frowned when he heard this, let go of his mouth and glanced at the already translucent Ghost King, and then sneered at the corner of his mouth: "With your current strength, you also want to recognize me as the master?" If it is still the Condensation Ghost King, I may still consider your suggestion! But at this moment, you no longer have this qualification!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and bit the shoulder of the red-faced ghost king.

Seeing that Li Qing's fangs were about to bite his shoulder, the red-faced ghost king was suddenly frightened and his translucent figure fluctuated.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he screamed: "No, no, I am still valuable! I know the art of resisting ghosts! As long as you let me go, I will not only recognize you as the master, but also teach you this technique of resisting ghosts!"

Li Qing's face was stunned when he heard this.

"Ghost Resistant?"

After seeing Li Qing's reaction, the red-faced ghost king nodded as quickly as a chicken pecking rice.

"That's right, Demon Resistant!"

Li Qing raised his eyebrows and asked with interest, "What kind of imperial law?"

The red-faced ghost king calmed down, took a deep breath and said, "I secretly learned this ghost art from the Netherworld, not an ordinary ghost art!"

It paused slightly when it said this, then glanced at Li Qing and continued: "This ghost control technique, it is the main soul of the ghost thing, although it is called the ghost control technique, but it is more of a ghost control technique! Under this spell, as long as the realm does not exceed the caster, then this ghost thing cannot be betrayed, whether it is life or death depends on the caster's thoughts!"

Hearing this, the coldness on Li Qing's face suddenly dissipated, and he looked at the translucent ghost king in front of him with dead eyes, and said slowly: "If what you said is true, then I will let you go, and according to your words, I will accept you as a ghost servant!"

The red-faced ghost king was overjoyed when he heard this, and then he reached out and patted the big red rabbit under his crotch.

"Chitu, spit out the bone Jane!"