He burst into applause, not only the ghost king was stunned, but even those ghosts who fought with the ghost king were also stunned.

In the eyes of the ghost group, Zhang Wen and today's bride Piaoxue are very ambiguous and have a great relationship, and there are even female ghosts who died of love, and they have already sketched a human-ghost love affair in their minds, which is poignant and moving.

When the Ghost King made a move, Zhang Wen made a move against the group of ghosts almost at the same time, he had no reason to participate in this battle as a human monk, the only possibility was for the snow!

There are even ghosts with big brains, who have already compiled the relationship between Zhang Wen, Piaoxue and the Ghost King into a story.

Although Zhang Wen doesn't look down on the ghost king, he is willing to fight against ten thousand ghosts for the happiness of Piaoxue.

Even if they fought with Zhang Wen, those ghosts were full of respect for Zhang Wen in their hearts.

Even the ghost king thinks that Zhang Wen helped him for the sake of drifting snow, the ghost king has already made up his mind to kill Zhang Wen, and let a Taoist priest kill ghosts on his tenth mountain, and the other party still has that kind of mind about his wife, although the ghost king doesn't care about whether his wife likes him or not, but for the sake of face, Zhang Wen can't live!

But all the respect, all the fantasies, with Zhang Wen's roar, completely changed the taste.

"I'm!"

In the eyes of other ghosts, the ghost king wants to kill opponents, and he wants to kill powerful ghosts, but in Zhang Wen's eyes, it is the experience of walking and improving his own rations.

"You are a ghost king, what's the use of killing them? Waste your mana, waste my experience! Yes! ”

Zhang Wen was so angry that the Samadhi True Fire turned from the size of his head to the size of a wheel in an instant!

The increase mentioned means that the mana consumption has increased dramatically, and it has increased exponentially!

The mana consumed in every second was enough to shock an ordinary god-transforming monk.

"To rob my head is to rob my experience, and to rob my experience is to hinder my practice, this revenge is not shared!!"

The wheel of Samadhi True Fire rolls forward, and all the ghosts in front of you are run over, dead and uninjured!

Zhang Wen's words just now made people stunned, and only Piaoxue, who had not participated in the battle, was stunned.

Because in those days, Zhang Wen said too much, every time he saw himself, he would mention "80,000 experience", and Piaoxue thought countless times, when he owed Zhang Wen 80,000, and what was that experience.

She just vaguely guessed that this thing was very important to Zhang Wen, especially at this time Zhang Wen was furious, as if every time the ghost king killed a ghost, that kind of "experience" would be reduced.

The consumption of mana, Zhang Wen didn't pay attention to it.

A red-skinned gourd appeared out of thin air, the stopper was pulled open by an invisible force, and suddenly a smell of medicinal wine wafted out, and many ghosts and spirits present were shocked.

Ghost food.

Oni can also drink alcohol, and it seems that such a refined brew is also good for cultivation!

A stream of wine flew out, drilled into Zhang Wen's mouth, and was swallowed by him, and the mana consumed was also recovering rapidly, although it still couldn't catch up with the speed of consumption!

The Samadhi True Fire condenses the wheels, and between a few sweeps, a small vacuum has been burned out in the distance, where there are no ghosts, no yin qi, and no ghost fog!

Killing the little ghost with the true fire of Samadhi, but secondly, Zhang Wen also killed the ghost at this time, but when it comes to the level of the ghost, the strength is not necessarily strong, but the speed must not be slow.

Because the slow ones have been shot to death by the ghost king!

The speed of Samadhi True Fire can't catch up with these powerful ghosts, but Zhang Wen doesn't want the Ghost King to kill all these ghosts, that's a waste!

The yellow talismans reproduced out of thin air, one by one, formed a rotating storm, protecting Zhang Wen in the middle.

He's ready to do it with all his might!

The yellow talisman protects the body, and the ghosts no longer dare to approach, just looking at the Xuanhuang light circulating on the talisman, they know the power of this talisman, and ordinary ghosts may not dare to touch it easily.

And with such a number, it is estimated that if the ghost king touches it, he will also suffer a lot of injuries.

"Out of the body!"

Zhang Wenyuan was out of his body, and at the moment when he was out of his body, the Samadhi True Train wheel in the distance collapsed.

Without waiting for those evil ghosts who were forced to breathe a sigh of relief, beside Zhang Wen, the monstrous fire of the Samadhi True Fire exploded! Like butterfly wings, one left and one right spread out on its side!

The original spirit is out of the body, and the samadhi true fire is stronger!

Its primordial spirit turned suddenly, like a drill heading straight towards the red-bearded ghost king and a group of powerful ghosts, and the wings of the Samadhi True Fire that spread out also twisted and wrapped Zhang Wen's primordial spirit.

Everywhere you go, there are no ghosts to beat!

The little ghosts with low cultivation in the distance suddenly stopped, this fire could not be touched, and the power was several times stronger than just now!

Moreover, the ghost group also found that Zhang Wen's attack target was not only those powerful ghosts, but even the ghost king was wrapped in it!

The ghost king's ugly face changed, and the samadhi true fire made him feel an unprecedented crisis, and he waved his big hand and tried to slap Zhang Wen away, but he didn't expect that his hand just touched Zhang Wenyuanshen, and he was shocked.

Zhang Wen has his own sword domain with him, and his own cultivation is only higher than that of the ghost king, not to mention that he is also escorted by the samadhi true fire, the ghost king's shot not only did not shoot Zhang Wen away, but he was injured, and the samadhi true fire took advantage of the trend!

The Ghost King screamed and immediately broke his arm.

As a ghost, a severed head is not a big deal, let alone a broken hand.

The severed hand recondensed in the blink of an eye, but the momentum of the ghost king was declining wildly, and it could be regarded as staying in the early realm of the ghost king, which was equivalent to the early stage of cultivation of the gods.

After breaking an arm, the ghost king did not dare to stay, and turned around and fled.

"Run?"

Zhang Wen pinched the trick with one hand and pointed at the ghost king suddenly.

"Please God!"

The Ghost King was horrified and found that he couldn't escape, and turned into a wisp of ghost smoke and burrowed into Zhang Wen's body, which was wrapped in a yellow rune.

As soon as he entered Zhang Wen's body, the ghost king was happy, although he was detained by a forcible spell, but Zhang Wen's original spirit was out of the body, and his body did not have an owner at this time.

The ghost king's eyes flashed with a ruthless light, and he decided to cut himself and let Zhang Wen lose his body!

But then it found that it couldn't move at all!

It's not that Zhang Wen used some profound spell to imprison the ghost king, but at this time, Zhang Wen was already a high paraplegic and couldn't move at all from the neck down, for the ghost king, this was a cage that he couldn't break free from!

Without the ghost king snatching people's heads, Zhang Wencai breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned his head to look at the defeated group of ghosts, shook his head, and said, "You are all guilty, I will surpass you!" ”

The true fire of samadhi swept out, and there was no mercy at the moment.

"Ah, kill him! At this time, there is no ghost king, and with our strength, it may not be impossible to slaughter him! ”

"That's right, kill!"

The ones who shouted were all ghosts who were forced to a dead end by Zhang Wen's samadhi true fire, but no matter how they shouted, the other ghosts just wanted to avoid it and didn't dare to touch it at all.

That magic fire seems to be the natural nemesis of ghosts, and they dare not touch it, they can't touch it!

"500,000!"

Zhang Wen was excited.

At this time, the ghost king was detained in his body, and the other party was like a big battery, continuously providing Zhang Wen with mana.

Coupled with the occasional pouring of medicinal wine into his mouth, he barely maintained the balance between recovery and output, but this balance is very fragile and will collapse at any time, and at that time, Zhang Wen's mana will be like a dam opening the gate to release water, and it will never go back!

"600,000!"

The more he killed, the more excited he became.

The ghosts who came this time can be sure that there is not a good ghost.

Many ghosts are wrapped in an astonishing blood light, indicating that this ghost likes to eat the living, and some ghosts are wrapped in black fog and are deeply sinful.

Appearance is born from the heart, people's appearance will be affected by the heart, and similarly, ghosts also have appearances.

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