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This coercion is like substance, and Mo Qing is also a telepath, and he can feel that it contains a powerful Jing divine power, as well as a dark energy. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Under this coercion, Mo Qing even felt that speaking was a luxury, that was the gap in absolute strength.

And a more powerful fighter than a polka!

Mo Qing made a judgment in an instant, this coercion of the main intake must be stronger than the polka, when facing the polka, Mo Qing still has the hope of fighting, but in the face of this coercion, Mo Qing deeply feels his insignificance.

He no longer has the ability to chase the goshawk, all his strength is used to resist that coercion, Mo Qingzhou's body is shining with starlight, his body is trembling, but his waist is straight and straight!

"What a powerful force! But is it trying to overwhelm me with your mind alone? That's a dream!"

In the face of strong pressure, Mo Qing also burst out with unprecedented potential, the starlight has already covered his body, making him look like a luminous body, the muscles all over his body are bulging, and the body strengthened by golden qi is overdrawing its power!

The bones all made a "squeak" sound, and this pressure was enough to make ordinary fighters collapse instantly, but Mo Qing held on!

"Tenacity is worth advocating, but when faced with forces that you can't resist, it's just stupidity!"

A voice sounded directly in Mo Qing's mind, as if a thunderbolt exploded, and Mo Qing's soul trembled with every word.

After the other party's words were finished, Mo Qing directly retreated more than twenty steps, stepping on the black stone ground, leaving deep footprints!

"Poof!"

Mo Qing's hand shook, Jin Sè's spear was directly inserted into the ground, Mo Qing held the gun with one hand, and his body relied on this, Mo Qing resisted this wave of Jing Shen attacks.

"Hey, you're just that!"

Mo Qing sneered and spoke, speaking with great difficulty, but after the first difficult moment, he was able to speak.

"Hey, this little doll is not simple. ”

The voice in the void sounded again, and the pressure that had been put on Mo Qing was suddenly gone.

Mo Qing's body trembled, the sweat all over his body had already wet his clothes, at this time he was even a little afraid, hard resistance may not be the best idea, if he was not careful just now, he would probably collapse because he couldn't resist the pressure.

But no matter what, I survived, and there was a hint of admiration in the tone of that voice.

"Being old is not a capital, who are you?"

Mo Qing was also a little annoyed by the oppression of this entry, and there was no respect in his tone between his words.

"Quack, quack, the little doll's temper is not small, didn't you tell the family that you should respect your predecessors and those who are stronger than you?"

The hoarse and ugly voice sounded again, the ghosts and fires were running around, the wind was biting, and even the dust was rolled up in those distant cemeteries, and the stars were dim, a scene of the end.

Mo Qing is not fascinated by these appearances, the starlight around him is only released, resisting the invasion of those ubiquitous dark forces, staying in this environment for a long time, if there is no resistance to it, I am afraid that I will become not like a ghost, a ghost is not like a ghost.

"Enter the Soul Devouring Abyss Demon Palace, and show up for Lao Tzu!"

The hoarse voice sounded again, and the surrounding area was even more windy, dark clouds were thick, and countless blue ghost fires gathered from all directions, bringing up the wind and dust, all rushing to this martial arts arena.

Eighteen banners with the word "will" around the square were unfurled in the wind, and the hula unfolded, and a gust of wind swept directly under the banner, and countless corpses of corpses appeared around the square.

Mo Qing looked around, the martial arts arena that was empty just now has gathered nearly 20,000 horses, basically all of them are those corpse soldiers, one by one neatly lined up, and under each banner, about 10,000 corpse soldiers have gathered.

At the front of the corpse soldiers, there is a corpse general leading them.

Mo Qing even saw a few corpse generals he had just seen, and the corpse general with a silver axe was also one of them.

"This sword, gun, sword, halberd, axe, hook fork, iron tipping meteor, whip and hammer, eighteen kinds of weapons are gathered, it turns out that this is the origin of the eighteen flags. ”

The eighteen corpses were all gathered, and the gates of the palace were wide open.

All the corpses faced the direction of the palace, as if on a pilgrimage, watching the entrance and exit from the palace.

Some of the female corpses whose skin had not yet rotted and looked a little bit dressed in a dull face were wearing a dull ayaluo, holding huge fans and umbrellas, and walking in line on both sides.

In the middle of the two teams of female corpses, eight silver-armored corpses carried a large sedan chair, the kind without a roof, that is, a large chair, on top of which sat a large chair.

No! It should be a corpse, a very imposing corpse!

An old ghost dressed in beast-faced gold armor and wearing a fiery red cloak behind him sat crookedly on the sedan chair, his eyes slightly open and closed, looking at the countless ghosts around him like an emperor.

When the sedan chair came to the central square, all the corpses knelt down, and two strange syllables came out of their throats in unison, which sounded like a roar to Mo Qing, but it felt like they were shouting some kind of sycophancy.

As soon as the old ghost raised his hand, all the corpses around him stood up, lined up like wood carvings and clay sculptures.

The old ghost did not let the eight silver-armored ghosts put down the sedan chair, but sat on the sedan chair according to 1ri, looking down at Mo Qing.

Mo Qing also looked at him without fear, this is the guy who talked to him just now, he looks quite majestic, an ordinary boxer, I'm afraid that there is no such power.

The old ghost's green eyes looked at Mo Qing for a while, and suddenly let out a piercing laugh: "Quack! An interesting boy, he is still an eighth-level boxer, is my ability to regress, is it a goddamn irony that the coercion of the third-layer strength can't overwhelm an eighth-level boxer!"

Mo Qingleng paused for a moment, listening to the old ghost's meaning, his coercion just now was only a third-layer strength, why was this? Could it be that he still retained his strength? For his own little boxer, is he necessary?

"Boy, I don't talk nonsense with you anymore, looking at your good potential, I'll give you a chance to join my immortal army and enjoy eternal life from now on, are you willing?"

Facing this moody-looking old ghost, Mo Qing said quietly: "Who are you? When you invite me to join, shouldn't you introduce yourself?"

"I'm inviting you, Quack, boy, aren't you scared and confused, I'm going back to invite a little boxer, Quack! It's so funny. ”

The female corpses around them, as well as the silver-armored warriors, and the eighteen corpse generals around them, these guys who seemed to have a little bit of wisdom, the stiff muscles on their faces were trying to make twitching expressions, and they seemed to want to cooperate with their White Spoon King to smile.

It's just that they've been dead for I don't know how long, and they have lost the ability to laugh at all, and the muscles on their faces occasionally throb, as ugly as they are.

The ghost king's laughter suddenly stopped, and he leaned over to Mo Qing and said: "Boy, Lao Tzu, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll make an exception and say more to you, Lao Tzu is an immortal ghost king, and the people here are all members of the undead legion, and if you don't enter the army, you can't pass through here but don't join my legion, it doesn't matter if you don't agree, I'll make you a dead in, die, always listen to me the most." ”

Facing the threat of the immortal ghost king's nakedness, Mo Qing didn't mean to be afraid, but smiled: "Is it?Since death is the most obedient, you can also indulge in these deaths, so why do you put on such a big show? Okay, immortal old ghost, put away your set as soon as possible, and tell me something real!"

The Immortal Ghost King froze for a moment, and actually scratched his head a little embarrassed: "It's so easy for you to see, is it so smart to enter the class now?"

"It's not that we're smart, it's that the ghost king hasn't been in contact with the class for a long time, right?"

"Of course, it's been hundreds of years, and you're the first one. ”

"You're lying!" Mo Qing suddenly shouted, without the coercion of the ghost king, his voice sounded like a bell, and it scared the ghost king sitting on the sedan chair.

"Daring! yelling in front of this king, don't you want to live?"

The old face of the immortal ghost king was full of anger, and the ghost fire in his green eyes was about to burn, and in this place full of corpses, his expression was quite rich.

"It's just lying! Look at that entry, there is another entry that you hid, aren't these classifications!"

Mo Qing's voice was louder, ignoring the threat of the Ghost King, his finger pointed directly at the goshawk who was dodging in the distance, and Mo Qing's attention never left him.

The ghost king froze for a moment, and then showed an embarrassed look on his face, and was exposed by Mo Qing in public, so he naturally felt uncomfortable.

He actually muttered a rare sentence: "This is nothing, I didn't fancy this one, and I didn't hide it, he didn't want to come out himself." ”

Hearing the words of the ghost king, Mo Qing smiled slightly, sure enough, Mo Xian was here, he was a little worried when he didn't see Mo Xian, now it's okay.

The ghost king is a ghost who has lived for I don't know how many years, and his wisdom is not low, but he is not used to dealing with people like Mo Qing, and he was accidentally tricked out by Mo Qing for a while, and when he saw Mo Qing's expression, he knew that he was fooled again.

"Bastard boy, you're actually kidding me!"

His eyes blinked a few times, and the Immortal Ghost King didn't say anything to Mo Qing, he said to Mo Qing: "Boy, I'm asking you now, would you like to join our undead legion?" If you agree, everything will be over, if you don't agree, I'll turn you into a corpse now, you won't suspect that I don't have this ability, right?"

Seeing that the Immortal Ghost King issued a death threat to himself, Mo Qing became more relaxed, and he looked at the Immortal Ghost King with disdain: "I don't doubt your ability, you are indeed very powerful, you yourself said it, when you coerced me, you only used three layers of strength, are you suppressing it? What are you restraining yourself? Well, if you dare to go all out, I'm afraid you don't have to spit on me here!"

Mo Qing said, one leg even shook like a child, and he didn't take the Immortal Ghost King in his eyes at all.