"Blue-faced, red-haired, I'll let you keep calling me little sheep baby after you come back, okay?" the wild sheep Taoist shouted pleadingly.

But how can the forbidden art be so simple, and it is impossible to turn back when you open the bow. The blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king had already rushed over, and they didn't look back at the wild sheep Taoist again.

Seeing that the two ghost kings did not look back, the Wild Sheep Daoist was about to rush forward in advance, when a figure rushed up and grabbed the Wild Sheep Daoist, and the person who came was Zhang Qingyang.

"Don't let them die in vain!" Zhang Qingyang yelled at the wild sheep Taoist, who collapsed on the ground when he heard this, no longer moved, just sobbed silently.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

A black shadow fell in the tomb at once, separating the two ghost kings and the ironclad army, and everyone saw that it was none other than Meng Tian.

"Stand down, they have the right to let me do it. Meng Tian coldly ordered to the Iron Armor.

"Yes. "There is a lieutenant general wearing colored armor from the Ironclad Army, and it turns out that he was the one who commanded the Ironclad Army before.

The Ironclad immediately retreated, and the burial chamber was empty.

"I didn't expect to meet you two such loyal little ghosts so soon, come, fight me, and if I am satisfied, I will let him go. Meng Tian pointed to the wild sheep Taoist in the distance.

The blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king glanced at each other, and at the same time they attacked Meng Tian with a tacit understanding.

Seeing that he was about to hit Meng Tian, Meng Tian moved. An afterimage remained in place, but the body was already far away.

Meng Tian playfully watched the blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king who didn't know why they continued to rush towards the afterimage he left behind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The two ghost kings hit the afterimage, and the afterimage drifted away like a mist.

"It's so fast. Everyone's eyes shrank at the same time, a speed that even the Sorcerers couldn't achieve.

"You're too slow, give it your all. Meng Tian said impatiently.

"Open" The blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king drank at the same time, and the momentum on their bodies began to rise rapidly.

Meng Tian looked at the two ghost kings with interest and did not make a move.

The momentum of the blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king finally stopped climbing, and the Mu Ziyi Mei Niang and the others present felt the terrifying momentum on the two ghost kings, and obviously already had the momentum of a magic saint.

"Oh, it's the potential of the Burning Soul Explosion, it's interesting. Meng Tian saw the mystery, the Wild Sheep Daoist was not surprised at all, what else could people not know more than two thousand years ago?

"Let's go together. Meng Tian waved his hand.

The blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king rushed over one after another, and Meng Tian easily dodged the attacks of the two ghost kings.

"Is that all that strength?" Meng Tian even had time to tease under the attack of the two ghost kings with the strength of the magic saint.

The blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king missed the blow and retreated and stood there.

The blue-faced ghost king shouted: "Lao Hong, I'll go first." ”

The red-haired ghost king muttered dissatisfiedly: "How can you be the first to compete again and again, this time I will come first." ”

Then, the red-haired ghost king laughed and said, "A hundred years of unhappiness, there are swallows back and forth in the world." Ghost Fire Fury Lotus, get up!"

The red-haired ghost king slapped the top of his head violently, and suddenly the ghost king's body dispersed into the most terrifying ghost qi, and finally gathered into a fire lotus flower and crashed towards Meng Tian with invincible power.

"That's what it means, sword. Meng Tian shouted, and an ancient sword with no blade flew over from nowhere, and Meng Tian grabbed the ancient sword in his hand and greeted the fire lotus that the red-faced ghost king had turned into.

"Edgeworth, slash through the air. Meng Tian let out a loud shout, and his hands were cross-clasped and he slashed a sword at the fire lotus.

With a bang, the fire lotus was torn apart, and Meng Tian stood with his sword.

The burial chamber was full of fire lotus petals, petals with a hint of ghostly energy, and the red-faced ghost king fell.

"Haha, Lao Hong is mighty, we can't lag behind. Shuangshan is ruthless, and the standing stone is Zhang Yunqing. The moon is sinking and the yellow spring is appearing," the blue-faced ghost king laughed and slapped his palm on the top of his head without hesitation.

The body of the ghost king of the blue-faced ghost king spread out at once, and finally turned into a monstrous Huangquan Yin, and the Huangquan River that the blue-faced ghost king turned into seemed to have countless ghosts struggling and roaring towards the sword-wielding Meng Tian.

"Good come, Edgeworth, Smash Slash. Meng Tian shouted, and a sword light slashed over with a terrifying momentum, and the Huangquan River was immediately torn in half under the sword light, and then turned into dots of light scattered in the underground palace, and the blue-faced ghost king fell.

"Mingjia, see off the two strong men. The fierceness of the blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king made the battle-hardened Meng Tian awe-inspired.

"No. The ironclad army behind Meng Tian all used the iron swords and gouge in their hands to beat the black armor on their bodies, and the neat and loud sound of metal collision resounded throughout the underground palace.

At this time, everyone was shocked by Meng Tian's killing of the blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king in a few breaths, and no one noticed that Meng Tian quietly hid the two ghost king spirit beads in his hand, one red and one green.

"You're all gone, what should I do?" the Wild Sheep Daoist muttered without any emotion in his eyes.

"Let's go. Meng Tian glanced at the Wild Sheep Daoist and said, he had promised the blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king before, and Meng Tian kept his promise.

The Wild Sheep Daoist stood up like a walking corpse, Meng Tian waved his hand, and the ironclad army behind him immediately jumped out of the way to the reverse of the tomb gate.

The Wild Sheep Daoist slowly walked towards the tomb gate with the Soul Suppression Banner in both hands, this was the opportunity for the blue-faced ghost king and the red-haired ghost king to exchange their lives for him.

"Aren't you afraid that one day I will seek revenge on you?" When the Wild Sheep Daoist passed by Meng Tian's side, he suddenly raised his head and looked directly into Meng Tian's eyes and said.

Zhang Qingyang and the others didn't expect that the Wild Sheep Daoist would suddenly come out like this, and secretly sweated for the Wild Sheep Daoist, if this angered Meng Tian, the Wild Sheep Daoist was only one step away from Meng Tian, and Meng Tian killed him just with a wave of his hand.

"Oh, then I'll wait for you. Meng Tian waved his hand disapprovingly, and then stopped looking at the wild sheep Taoist.

The Wild Sheep Daoist walked past the Iron Armor Army with the Soul Suppression Banner in his arms, walked towards the bronze tomb gate, and finally walked out without looking back.

"Now, you're all left, let's talk about how you want to die. Meng Tian said domineeringly with a sword in one hand.

The hearts that everyone had just put down hung again, Mei Niang looked at Zhang Qingyang a little flustered and at a loss, Mu Ziyi didn't see too much panic, holding the soft sword in her hand to protect Long Ziyan behind her, Song Wuyan still looked at the indifferent look, her eyes kept looking at the ironclad army behind Meng Tian, and there was occasionally a trace of imperceptible light in her eyes.

Zhang Qingyang looked at Meng Tian not far away, and slowly pulled out the Chengying Sword, Zhang Qingyang took a step forward and suddenly heard a woman's voice.

"Meng Tian, you are so majestic. "A woman, a beautiful woman, walked in like a stroll through the bronze tomb door.

The woman was wearing a white mopping smoke cage plum blossom baishui skirt, covered with a white moon satin embroidered magnolia butterfly dress, lined with pale pink brocade wrapping chest, embroidered with delicate gold-patterned butterflies on the cuffs, a jade belt around her waist hung with a piece of jade jade pendant, a pair of silver butterfly earrings hanging from her ears, and a silver hairpin to hold her jet-black hair, holding a good red face and troubled water.

"It's you!" Meng Tian finally recognized the woman in front of him, she was clearly Qi Ziyan, the woman that the king was looking for.

"Looks like you're remembering me, so let your men get out of the way. She only took a step forward, but the ironclad army stopped her on guard.

Meng Tian waved his hand, and the ironclad army immediately made a way, and Qi Ziyan walked slowly in front of Meng Tian before stopping.

"No, it can't be, you can't be her. Meng Tian seemed to remember something, and the sword in his hand clenched a little more vigilantly and looked at her.

"What you say is so strange, I'm not her, so who am I?" said Ziyan, sneering, looking at Meng Tian with a serious face.

Not only Meng Tian, but also Zhang Qingyang and others couldn't see the details of this mysterious beautiful woman, she seemed to appear in everyone's eyes out of thin air, except for her flattering eyes, everyone else didn't know anything.

"You're just a dove occupying a magpie's nest, and you dare to come out and show your face. When everyone looked, it was Ye Yan Qiao, who was dressed in white, standing on top of the main hall and saying condescendingly.

Li Ziyan glanced at Ye Yanqiao above the main hall, covered her mouth with her slender hand, smiled and said, "Who should I be? It turned out to be your sister Liqiu." I haven't seen it for more than 2,000 years, and Princess Liqiu is still so cold and glamorous as snow. ”