The dragon elephant ancient Buddha power specializes in suppressing demons and evils, although the ghost king of Bishan is a ghost cultivator in the real realm, but he can't eat such a domineering Buddha power deterrence, and the ghost energy shrouded in the whole body is like a needle prick at this moment. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ahhh

An arrow was in the air, and before it was shot, the domineering power made the Pishan Demon King couldn't help but roar.

The yellow-mouthed child he didn't care about the most turned out to be fierce, and he often had the ability to seriously injure him.

"Stop, stop! I don't know what you're talking about, stop it!"

The Ghost King of Bishan screamed, and his words continued to turn into ghostly skulls, trying to struggle to pull out the lock of the Fengyan Bow, but Di Yunxiao's divine thoughts had already been imprinted on him, and no matter how much he tossed, he couldn't move away.

"Don't cry when you don't see the coffin! The two of them broke its lair, and they wanted to see if he was a ghost cultivator, where did he have the courage to hide the truth again and again. ”

Raid Zhenren and Li Zhenren should be in unison, each exerting their means and magical powers, and the coercion of the three real people level stirred up the storm and changed suddenly in an instant, and the ancient forests, mountains and rivers were swaying.

Seeing that Li Zhenren's Northern Underworld Sea and the scorching sun of the Zhenren were about to be thrown into his old nest Demon King's Palace, the Ghost King of Pishan was so frightened that his soul was furious, and a layer of cold sweat wet his back.

"I said, I said, don't do it!"

The three real people shot together, each of them had the means to restrain him, if he was hit by an arrow and then smashed and burned by the scorching sun, even if he was a real person ghost cultivator at the level of the Yuheng wheel, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Emperor Yunxiao stretched out his bow and arrows, the green tendons on his arms squirmed, jumping suddenly like earthworms, and the violent and raging power of thunder law was also mixed in and integrated into the arrows.

Bang!

There was a thunderclap on a sunny day, and the thunder magic opportunity on Emperor Yunxiao's body actually pulled out the heavenly thunder, and the void that had already changed from heaven to earth was directly covered with clouds, and hundreds of thunder arcs shot down.

The Ghost King of Pishan has already scared half of the three souls and seven spirits at this moment, and the thunder is a death calamity for ghost cultivators.

"I recruited it, and this king recruited it. Spare your life, spare your life!"

At this moment, this ghost road hero who crisscrossed the four seas, destroyed the Demon King's Palace, and achieved a forbidden area of 3,000 miles, dispersed the ghost qi on his body, turned into a real body, and crawled on a mountain trembling with tears and grabbing the ground.

Such a weak posture of begging for mercy, in the eyes of Li Zhenren and Xi Zhenren, they were all indifferent and disdainful.

The monk of the Yuheng wheel level can be regarded as a well-known figure in the heavens and all the worlds, and he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy before he had a thorough fight, and in the eyes of the two real people, he simply lost the face of the power of the real people.

Of course, if the Ghost King of Bishan learned what the two real people were thinking, he would definitely scold:

For helpless scattered ghost cultivators like them, can face be eaten as food?

This is a life-and-death situation, and it really makes the Buddha Gang and the thunder all fall, and he can only die. Compared with his own net worth and life, everything else is.

Emperor Yunxiao hesitated for a moment, but he didn't turn back the arrow when he opened the bow, he shot this arrow after all, of course, the target was not the ghost king of the mountain, but another Qianzhang mountain peak adjacent to the Demon King's Palace.

Boom!

Baizhang Mountain was directly pierced by an arrow, and the arrows formed by the fusion of thunder, true fire, and Buddha Gang in the blank directly leveled the top of this huge mountain, and the scorched black all over the ground was jaw-dropping.

Mo said that he was frightened by the ghost king of the mountain, and even Li Zhenren and Xi Zhenren saw Di Yunxiao make a move for the first time, and they were also stunned at this time, and they almost bit off their tongues with a shudder.

An arrow annihilated a hundred-zhang mountain, even the two of them were far from being able to achieve such means.

Everyone is convinced that the reason why the third young emperor of the Qingxia Ancient Sect was able to be crowned emperor was because he took advantage of the luck of the sect, and his true cultivation was not much different from that of the Sword Emperor Qu Jiangqiu and the True Xuan Emperor Ji Xuan.

But at this moment, Li and Xi, the two real monks who saw Emperor Yunxiao's methods, couldn't wait to drown the Purple Mansion monk who had come by hearsay in one spit.

Your uncle's!

This Nima is called not much different from the other two emperors of Qingxia? Under such means, it is enough to see that Emperor Yunxiao's cultivation is already comparable to that of the peak real people of the Jade Heng Wheel such as Shura Daona.

The most important thing is that the indifferent young leader in front of him is only a young man!

Give him another hundred years, will Qingxia have another Taoist figure?

Emperor Yunxiao's clothes were fluttering, and the sleeveless dragon pattern animal skin brocade robe was covered by a black big coat, and under the exhalation, he fell directly in front of the ghost king of the mountain who kowtowed.

"Say, where are the nearly 10,000 monks of my Qingxia Ancient Sect? ”

The Ghost King of the Mountains raised his head, his hideous and angry face glowing with fear: "Yes, I was taken captive." A few days ago, a few old monsters from the south came to the door and asked the king to arrange a large array and send a group of migratory monks to the southern Xinjiang death site. ”

Trembling, the ghost king of the mountain spoke eloquently, and he heard the blue tendons on the foreheads of the two real giants beating wildly, especially the real people, who wanted to slap the ghost king's skull.

The seven or eight thousand monks of the Dry Bone City, including the six Purple Mansion Great Monks, were actually introduced by him into the large array near the Demon King's Palace, and all of them were taken away and sent to the Southern Xinjiang Death Ground.

From the mouth of the Ghost King of Bishan, it was not difficult for a few people to guess that the nearly 10,000 monks were probably more than auspicious.

As far as they know, the land of death in southern Xinjiang is the territory of the Miao Xinjiang people, there are countless Gu insects and beasts, not to mention that there are only 10,000 monks, even if it is a million torrents, they have entered that wild land, but I am afraid that there is no return.

"Who are those old monsters?"

Suppressing the monstrous anger in his heart, Di Yunxiao had to hold back the cold killing machine of Sen, and wanted to extract more useful information from the mouth of the Ghost King of Pishan.

After all, the powerhouse who was able to set up a large array and kidnap nearly 10,000 monks from the Qingxia Ancient Sect was definitely not an unknown person, and if he didn't know his identity, he would not be able to sleep well.

"This, this king, this king dare not say it out loud. You, if you come closer, you can only tell one of you, otherwise they will know about it, and this king, this king will also be killed. ”

The Ghost King of Bishan trembled, it seemed that the names of the old monsters in his mouth were so great that even he was reluctant to shout them out loud, for fear of killing him.

Hearing this, Di Yunxiao bent down slightly, but there was a trace of anger in his eyes.

"Tell me, who the hell is it? Say it, and I'll spare you from dying for the time being. ”

"They're... you die, little bastard, and dare to be so close to me, this king has to admire your stupidity. "Ghost Snake Swallowing the Sky", become the thing in my belly!"

Suddenly, the ghost king of the mountain roared all over his body, and a huge snake head about three feet old showed its fangs, and the cold ghost teeth were dense, combined with the fire pupils that were as hot as magma, it was enough to make anyone's scalp tingle.

The ghost king suddenly attacked, and Li and Zhenren, who were five zhang away, didn't have time to react at all, and they had already seen the hideous snake head swallowing most of Emperor Yunxiao's figure.