The ghost king didn't know Tang Feng's thoughts, and when he saw Tang Feng, he was stunned, and thought he was scared by himself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"If you don't want to suffer, you might as well cut yourself off. ”

The Ghost King said indifferently, looking like he had eaten Tang Feng.

"I'm not your little princess, why don't I suffer?"

Tang Feng chuckled, looking very relaxed, and at the same time, he was familiar with the soul suppression ballad over and over again in his heart.

"Hmph, toast without eating and drinking!"

The ghost king didn't know about the little princess and the stalk of hardship, but when he saw Tang Feng facing his coercion, he could still laugh, and he couldn't help but be angry.

As he spoke, his death-wielding arm was raised, and he slapped Tang towards him.

Click.

The pitch-black slap shook the wind, smashing all the dead wood in the courtyard, and the layers of air were surging and rolling, emitting a piercing sonic boom.

"It's a pity. ”

Zhuang Xiya sighed lightly, he admired Tang Feng very much in his heart, but unfortunately now that he was targeted by the ghost king, he had nothing to do.

"Sure enough, it is equivalent to the five grades of the Source Realm. ”

Tang Feng raised his eyebrows, stepped on the gods, and flew back, avoiding this devastating slap from the ghost king.

At the same time, he took out a jade Xiao, which was green all over and exuded a misty cyan halo.

This is Bihai Xiao, which is a gift from Song celadon, and it is a soul realm artifact with a high value.

"Hehe, do you want to play a game of cat and mouse, but it's a pity, I'm not in the mood to play with you. ”

The Ghost King snorted coldly, looking a little impatient.

As he spoke, he waved his big hand, and a large black mist suddenly appeared in the void, and the black mist twisted violently, condensing into black arrow feathers.

Shout.

With the sound of a sonic boom, the arrow feather rushed towards Tang Feng at an immeasurable speed.

In the face of the Ghost King's attack, Tang Feng was not afraid.

He pressed down with both hands, and then the void was raised upward, and suddenly there was thunder on the bottom, and the void gave birth to Kunlun.

"The eighteenth sword, raise Kunlun with both hands!"

Tang Feng drank lowly, and his hands suddenly forced, and the Kunlun Immortal Mountain Phantom immediately condensed a lot, and slammed into the arrow feather that stabbed fiercely.

Snort.

The arrow feathers that were as fast as thunder were all blocked by Kunlun Immortal Mountain, and then Tang Feng's sleeve robe waved, and thousands of arrow feathers immediately attacked the slightly stunned ghost king with a more rapid momentum.

"It's time to finish. ”

Tang Feng whispered, he had just fought with the Ghost King, just to understand and feel the Source Realm, but now he couldn't continue, because after all, the Ghost King had the cultivation of the five grades of the Source Realm, and if he made a move with all his might, he might not have room to resist.

As soon as the blue sea was raised, Tang Feng had the ballad of suppressing the soul.

The courtyard was dilapidated, and only one or two lone residual leaves were left on a withered sycamore, and the sunlight that was not dazzling fell on this small courtyard, but it was dimmed.

Suddenly, there was a sudden mourning.

Each note, although ethereal and invisible, is like substance, directly hitting the depths of the soul of the living being, striking its most secret heartstrings, and intimidating the soul of the living soul in an instant.

"Poof!"

Although Zhuang Xiya is not an undead, he uses his body as a container for the ghost king, and a large amount of death qi is stored in his body, and now he is counted as a half-undead.

"Soul, soul, soul......"

Tang Feng continued to play the soul suppression ballad, and under the effect of Xiao Yin, the decaying courtyard on this side was even more cold and gloomy.

"Boy, what kind of spell are you?"

The ghost king was greatly impacted, but now he can still resist it, and he didn't vomit blood at the first time like Zhuang Xiya.

"Soul, Soul Suppression!"

Tang Feng was immersed in the soul suppression ballad, and he didn't pay attention to the ghost king at all, which made the power of the soul suppression ballad more and more terrifying.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

The Ghost King was furious, and the fire of his soul shook in the music of the Soul Suppression Ballad, and finally it was like a candle in the wind, and it was about to be extinguished.

At his level, it is impossible to sit still.

"Roar!"

The Ghost King roared, and a large black fog surged around him, enveloping him in layers.

Immediately, the black fog formed a large cloud, covering Tang Feng at an extremely fast speed.

"A song of flute crosses the soul of the dead. ”

Tang Feng's face did not change, but the movement of his fingers became more rapid, and the music changed from the original soothing to abrupt, like a violent storm smashing towards the ghost king.

"It's impossible to be like this, I'm so much higher than you, how can I be suppressed by you?"

There was a frightened voice in the black mist, it was the ghost king roaring, in the face of Tang Feng's soul suppression rumor, he had no way, he was completely restrained, and he had no cultivation but couldn't exert himself.

"Ghost King!?"

Zhuang Xiya's face turned pale, he thought that the Ghost King would be able to get rid of Tang Feng easily, so that he could also be rescued, but who knew that the Ghost King was suppressed.

He was in a very complicated mood, he wanted to take Tang Feng as an apprentice before, but how long had passed, and in less than an hour, the situation was completely reversed.

"This time, I'm really pretending to be a big-tailed wolf. ”

Zhuang Xiya's heart was extremely bitter, and at the same time, facing Xiao Yin of Tang Feng, he had a headache.

"The Buddha is destined to be a person, and I am the soul of the world. ”

Tang Feng opened his eyes, and the last note floated out from the blue sea Xiao, turning into a dark cloud of the ghost king, and the last note was like a hundred thousand mountains, crashing on his body, almost extinguishing his soul flame.

"The sea of bitterness is boundless, since I am willing to cross you, what about you?"

Tang Feng's eyes are as deep as a galaxy, no joy and no worries, no emotional waves, the whole person is solemn, like a forgetful fairy.

"I ......"

The ghost king is struggling, he has finally cultivated to this level, if he absorbs the soul of the entire Jin Kingdom, he will be able to soar immediately, who knows that he killed a Tang Feng halfway.

"I would like to follow the Lord. ”

After a long time, the ghost king finally bowed his arrogant head to Tang Feng.

Not to mention that he is extremely weak now, Tang Feng can easily destroy him, it is just a means for Tang Feng to perform, and with such a high cultivation combat power at such a young age, he also feels that Tang Feng is worth following.

"Maybe with him, my achievements will be higher. ”

The Ghost King thought so, but his gaze towards Tang Feng became more and more respectful.

"Good. ”

Tang Feng nodded, and a brand lit up in the palm of his left hand, which was imprinted on the soul of the ghost king.

This is the seal of bondage, once the ghost king has rebellious intentions, Tang Feng only needs one mind, he can make the ghost king disappear in an instant.

"Lord, Lord, you can cross me too. ”

Zhuang Xiya came back to his senses, Tang Feng is simply an out-and-out thigh, if you don't hold it at this time, when will you stay?

"Crossing you?"

Tang Feng smiled indifferently and said, "Buddha is a person who is destined to cross, I am not a Buddha, so I can't cross you." ”

"The Lord ......"

Zhuang Xiya couldn't hide his loss, and his face turned even paler.

Tang Feng turned around, just took two steps, but stopped again, turned his head to look at Zhuang Xiya, and hooked the corners of his mouth upward.