The air, the aura, and even everything turned into nothingness in the face of the surging tide of ghostly energy.

Like a black river from an unknown space, the roar of ten thousand ghosts was accompanied by the roar of ten thousand ghosts, carrying terrifying power and spreading towards Wang Zheng.

"Director Wang, be careful!"

"Boss, wake up!"

"Damn! If something happens to the prince today, aren't you afraid that the Fire Qilin clan will trouble you!"

Seeing Wang Zheng stepping into danger, bursts of exclamations and bursts of shouts suddenly rang out.

However, in the end, ginger is still old and spicy! Grandma Tree Demon's words made Xile real people cast a mouse bogey on the spot.

As a strong man in the late stage of Jindan, even if he has the Yin Yang Ghost Dao in his body and can exert the combat power equivalent to two Jindan, it is not enough to see in front of the Qilin clan.

Even if he kidnapped Xiao Qian, he successfully refined Xiao Qian into a Hehuan puppet, and successfully broke through to the Yuanying realm.

However, in the Fire Kirin clan, he is still just an ant.

Moreover, the Xile real family has a big business, and the Hehuan Sect, which has been in business for hundreds of years, may also be abandoned because of a Wang Zheng.

Immediately, Xile Zhenren had the idea of accepting attack spells, and instead planned to temporarily imprison Wang Zheng with forbidden spells.

However, just as he was about to collect the spell, he was horrified to find that his spell was out of control.

As if thinking of something, Joy Zhenren turned around suddenly, only to see that he had been suspended behind him, as if it was a three-dimensional shadow existing in another world, and in that fierce and indifferent eyes, I don't know when there was a different style.

"How is it possible?!How could the Third Ghost King Spell have such a change!"

Looking at the scarlet ghost eyes that were obviously indifferent and playful, even though he knew that the ghost was just a projection, the joy of real people still gave birth to a creepy feeling.

It was the spiritual consciousness of a Jindan powerhouse, the most instinctive reaction to danger.

"How is it possible? Could it be that there is a strong person who forcibly descends on the divine thought? and there is also a gap with Wang Zheng?"

But when Joy really thought about the out-of-control spell, he couldn't help but think about it.

Thinking of this, the joyful true consciousness surged, scattering every corner of the void, intending to wait and see what happened.

I saw that the monstrous ghost qi was crashing into Wang Zheng without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing this scene, in addition to being frightened by the joy of real people, it is inevitable that there will be some more joy in my heart.

In the Western Regions, it is undoubtedly a great thing that the Taihua Sect can fight against the Hehuan Sect in a separate manner, and the Taihua Sect has lost such a genius martial artist.

It's a pity that the next moment, the joy in the heart of the joyful real person is gone.

It was a ghost qi that frantically surged towards Wang Zheng, but just three inches away from Wang Zheng, it suddenly spared it as if it had a spiritual intelligence.

The surging ghost qi turned into a black mist in the sky, directly turning the entire Lanruo Temple into a ghost.

In the dark and evil ghostly aura, the girls of Lanruo Temple subconsciously let out a pleasant moan.

But then, as if they had thought of something, the girls hurriedly covered their seductive red lips tightly in their blushing faces.

On the ground, Nangong Tiezhu was already stunned, and under the raging unicorn fire, the ghost qi couldn't get close to him.

However, through the feedback of the Qilin Fire, he felt that the ghost aura that permeated the entire Lanruo Temple was actually pure and abnormal, and there was no aggression at all.

Any ghost can be easily refined, and it can be said that in a short period of time, Lanruo Temple is definitely a blessed place for ghosts.

But what is the situation?

Nangong Tiezhu didn't understand, and neither did the monks of Taihua Sect. Even the Dryad Grandma didn't know what was going on with such a change.

They could only vaguely guess that all these changes were related to the ghost that suddenly added countless ruthless and domineering ghosts.

As for Wang Zheng, who had just gotten rid of the illusion with the Ice Heart Technique and turned into a body protector with all his might, he didn't know the current situation.

At this moment, a loud voice suddenly came out of the ghost's mouth: "You are Wang Zheng? ”

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was shocked!

That terrifying existence actually knows Wang Zheng?!

"Your Chinese ghost ghost has seen it, and it's a little interesting. I love that song too. As if to answer these people's doubts, the ghost continued to speak unhurriedly.

Then the ghost's scarlet eyes looked at the real person of joy, and the blood of the real person was almost bursting out.

"Summoning the power of this seat to rob Xiao Qian, is this seat going to kill you or thank you?"

The ghost looked at the joyful real person, and there was playfulness in his voice, as well as undisguised murder.

There was no action or coercion, but the ruthlessness and ferocity made Xile Zhenren break out in a cold sweat.

"Fourth Order! It may even be Fifth Order!The Third Ghost King Spell is actually borrowing the power of such a terrifying existence!?

No! It shouldn't be! All god-like spells, the ontology of the power borrowed should be a strong man who has fallen.

How can this be! What does this old ghost have to do with Xiao Qian?"

The joy of the real man cried out in horror in his heart.

"Huh?"

At this moment, the ghost suddenly seemed to feel something, and its scarlet gaze looked into infinity, as if it could see through the void.

"This Xiaoqian, this seat has taken a fancy to her, and wants to accept her as a personal disciple. If your subordinates don't have eyes, don't blame the main body of this seat for coming out of the ghost abyss and asking you for an explanation. ”

Facing the void, the ghost shadow spoke in a flat tone, but said domineeringly. Obviously, there is a strong man's divine mind in the void that is probing this place.

After saying all this, the ghost first glanced at Wang Zheng, and then looked at Xiao Qian, who was already at a loss:

"If you have a heart, you can come to the ghost abyss to find this seat. To the north of Tianji Mountain, no one dares not to give face to this seat. ”

With that, the ghost slowly dissipated into the void.

As for Wang Zheng, who was glanced at by the ghost, he seemed a little inexplicable.

Facing the scarlet eyes, Wang Zheng seemed to see the abuse.

That's right! In his murderous and indifferent eyes, Wang Zheng actually saw the abuse!

However, before Wang Zheng could figure out what was going on, a flash of blood suddenly surged in the eyes of Xile Zhenren.

His eyes frantically glanced at the tree demon grandmother, and a ghost aura as black as a waterfall suddenly erupted behind the happy real person!

At the same time, the acacia puppet that was originally restraining the tree demon suddenly turned into a white acacia breath, and the milk swallow returned to the joy of the real person like a nest.

Yin and Yang are combined, and the two breaths evolve into the trend of Taiji in an instant.

As soon as Tai Chi was completed, the sky was even more sensitive, and suddenly a low and then heavy dark cloud gathered.

The dark clouds rotated slowly, and vaguely it turned out to be exactly the same as the rotation frequency of the Taiji diagram!

"You're all going to die!"