Ling Pojun's ass was slapping loudly, and the commander Fu also shook his head when he heard it, which seemed to be extremely useful. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In their eyes, Liu Lang was just a middle-grade ghost official, and he didn't know where to get a white tiger of a fourth-order fierce beast to pretend to show off his might here, and he was simply a good death.

Ling Pojun praised Commander Fu and nodded from time to time, but he looked like a pug.

Liu Lang glanced at him in disgust, shook his head slightly, and said compassionately: "Hehe, the ghost handsome level is invincible, is the bird suit on his body invulnerable?" ”

"Okay, then I'm going to take a look at it today!"

Suddenly, there was a slap of the white tiger, and the white tiger roared and rushed forward.

In the blink of an eye, the white tiger had reached the four-clawed bird and bit down on the four-clawed bird's head.

Then, Liu Lang flew directly into the air from the back of the white tiger, and the immortal in his hand slashed forward.

There was a muffled pop.

The Immortal Slash instantly plunged into Commander Fu's chest, and put Commander Fu's body through along with the bird suit.

Ling Pojun was still spitting on his high-minded rhetoric, as if he would not blow Commander Fu to the sky and swear to stop.

Suddenly, seeing the shadow of the white tiger moving, Ling Pojun didn't shout the word 'careful', and suddenly felt a slight heat on his face.

Raised his hand and wiped it, a blood-red color.

"Fresh ...... Blood? ”

Ling Pojun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned his head to look, only to see that the fourth-order fierce beast four-clawed bird had no head, and its body was lying on the ground weakly, and it was already dead and could no longer die.

And the eyes of the Fu Commander, who was blown lightly, were full of disbelief and unwillingness, his two eyes were even more wide like copper bells, one hand grabbed Liu Lang's hand, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his voice trembled: "What...... How could it be ......"

"Hmph, what's impossible?"

Commander Fu even has clothes that are second-rate ghost weapons, and he is invulnerable.

The cultivator who was at the peak of the ghost handsome, the four-clawed bird under his crotch, came to the trap before he could make a move, and all of them died.

How can it be?

Where is there anything impossible!

This is simply a mockery of Chiguoguo.

A trace of contempt flashed in Liu Lang's eyes, and suddenly all the ghost qi in his body was dispersed, and it filled the audience in an instant.

"Haha, Lao Tzu is Liu Lang of the Liuhe faction, today, I want you to know what bullshit Qianshan County knows, Lao Tzu is not easy to mess with!"

With a wild laugh, he pulled the immortal out, and with a strong twist, he cut off the head of Commander Fu in the air.

Commander Fu's eyes were still shocked and unwilling, and at the same time as his head flew up, he slammed into Ling Tian's body next to him.

This time, Ling Tian was smashed crookedly, and he rolled down from the back of the giant bat.

Ling Potian was even more shocked, and screamed, "Quick! Fast! Hundreds of bats chirp, hundreds of bats chirp in unison! ”

Ling Potian was really panicked.

He didn't expect Liu Lang to hide his strength at all, and he turned out to be a master at the level of a ghost king.

Ghost King, where can a person of his own cultivation be able to fight?

Although Ling Potian was powerful, he was just the peak of the ghost general.

He couldn't resist one of Liu Lang's fingers at all.

Moreover, Liu Lang didn't play cards according to the routine at all, just now he was still bragging about how powerful his team is, you at least let me blow the cowhide before I do it?

But where did you think about it, just half of the blow, your biggest reliance was actually given seconds by your move, and even the fourth-order fierce beast lost its head.

How will this battle be fought?

Where can this work be invited?

Ling Potian just wants to save his life at this time, and it is important to save his life!

Ling Potian shouted in a panic, and those giant bats that had originally landed flew out one after another, and their wings also swung extremely fast.

From the beginning of a giant bat flapping its wings, there was a slight sound in the air, as inaudible as a mosquito fly.

Soon, however, more giant bats swung their wings at a strange speed, and the small sound began to grow sharper and thrier, even like an electric drill about to burrow into the depths of the soul, making a struggling cry.

Liu Lang was not good at fighting at high altitudes, but seeing that these people were looking for death by themselves, they not only landed on the ground but also pretended to be forced in front of themselves, where could they not hurt the killer!

Before, Liu Lang didn't take Ling Potian's hundred bats to heart at all, and was about to rush into the giant bat group and kill those giant bats, leaving only Ling Potian and letting him watch his rock dwelling be destroyed with his own eyes.

However, more and more giant bats flew up, and their voices became more and more solid like a very lethal sound wave.

Liu Lang began to feel a headache and began to feel a little restless.

"Damn, what kind of trick is this hundred bats singing in unison?"

Liu Lang's complexion changed, not only did he hold it up, but he immediately rushed back, rode on the back of the white tiger, made a move with his hand, and shouted: "Immortal cut, out!" ”

The immortal slash immediately flew up in the air, and was supported by the ghostly qi, slashing towards the giant bat in mid-air.

However, as soon as he released the ghost qi, Liu Lang suddenly felt that his spirit seemed to be a little unable to concentrate, and the depths of his soul seemed to be constantly pierced by countless needles.

This feeling is very similar to the soul power that Zhu Quan said.

"Could it be that this is what is called a soul attack?"

Liu Lang's heart was shocked, knowing that he couldn't easily distract his spirit, so he immediately withdrew the Immortal Slash, and was about to release the Gold Devouring Worm to end the battle quickly, but suddenly changed his mind.

This soul power technique is extremely weird, Liu Lang has never heard of it before, it can be seen that after seeing Zhu Quan's methods, he has always wanted to figure out what this so-called soul power is.

At this time, after feeling that the depths of his soul were stinged, Liu Lang inexplicably wanted to take a chance.

The path of cultivation is to sail against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

At present, his cultivation has been difficult to meet opponents in the Kunlun Realm, but he has no knowledge of soul power at all.

Han Yuanzong's strength is unfathomable, even a small Chang Xixing not only has a dead spirit bird, but also a mourning stick, who knows what masters Han Yuanzong will have under him and the existence of transcendent ghost weapons and fierce beasts?

So, you have to give it a try.

Thinking about this section, Liu Lang immediately grabbed the white tiger and rushed back, letting the white tiger protect him, and he sat cross-legged on the ground and gathered his mind.

Hundreds of bats roar in unison, directly hitting the soul, and can easily kill ghost handsome and even ghost king-level existences.

Of course, this has to be under the premise that the other party is defenseless and doesn't even know that a hundred bats are singing in unison.

Ling Pojun saw that Liu Lang not only retreated, but also sat on the ground, with a painful look on his face, and finally relieved his heart, and laughed again: "Boy, even if you are strong, what can you do?" The roar of these hundred bats almost reached the level of triple soul power, and even Zhu Quan's bald donkey couldn't withstand a few breaths. ”

"Haha, I'll wait a while to see you kill yourself with your own hands and wipe off your neck, it feels really cool, it's very cool!"

"Yes, when the time comes, I will carry your head, take it to the county guard to ask for merit, and also wear a bird suit."

"Haha, haha, a hundred bats chirp, a hundred bats chirp!"

Ling Pojun laughed, as if he had seen Liu Lang in pain and couldn't help committing suicide. (To be continued.) )