The White Dragon Saint appeared suddenly at the most critical time, like a top-level assassin.

Ghost King Du Sen turned around and stared at the roaring sword light, his face a little more solemn.

Strictly speaking, the White Dragon Saint only has a half-saint realm, and he is not a real saint who has not broken through to the saint realm, but his cultivation is unpredictable and far above the ordinary half-saint master, and it is only in the morning and night to break through to the saint realm. Suddenly, a sword stabbed out with all his strength, and even Du Sen, the ghost king of the Saint Realm, sensed a strong danger and didn't dare to be careless.

The Ghost King Du Sen stretched out his right hand and raised two fingers to point at the fierce White Dragon Saint.

In the cold ghost king realm, the enveloping area suddenly shrank significantly, everyone's body was lighter, the invisible coercion on their bodies was much smaller, and the giant face in the air disappeared.

The white dragon saint who suddenly killed was so powerful that even the ghost king Du Sen didn't dare to attack it with all his might.

"Withdraw!"

Ye Chuan did not hesitate and took the opportunity to order a retreat.

As soon as the pressure was light, the body that was sunk under the ground below the knee immediately jumped high, turned around and retreated quickly. Zhu Sijia and the others also reacted, and decisively stepped on the flying sword and swept towards the end of the snake forest. At the end of the snake forest is the vast sea, and the Kraken Clan's warship, the Sea Dragon Ship, has been waiting there for a long time, and if you go out to sea by boat, you can stay away from the invincible demon god Du Sen, the ghost king.

"My lord, do you want to go up together and join forces to ...... this ghost king?"

The old demon of Yinshan rushed up, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

After following Ye Chuan for so long, it was the first time he suffered such a big dark loss, and he was almost swallowed alive by the ghost king Du Sen, and if he didn't kill him, he was always unhappy!

"Rod, do you want to die? Evacuate, quick! Xiaolong'er, take the two of them!"

Ye Chuan hurriedly ordered, dragging the old demon of Yinshan and leaving in a hurry, not daring to stop for a moment without looking back. Xiao Long'er lay on the ground, Hai Lili and the Siren female warrior Hai Qing rode up, and immediately soared into the sky and followed closely behind Ye Chuan.

The ambush failed, and Ye Chuan retreated decisively, leaving only the plague demon king Abbasid to break off.

The old demon Rhodes of Yinshan was still about to move, hoping to take the opportunity to join forces to kill the ghost king Du Sen, but Ye Chuan didn't dare to have such a residual thought, and he didn't dare to think about it.

A saint realm master is far from being able to defeat by relying on a large number of people, a saint can only rely on another saint to contend with, and a half-saint master can't do it, no one understands this better than him, the former great saint who covered the sky. The White Dragon Saint Bai Rulong and the Plague Demon King Abbasid are outstanding, but at most they can only delay for a moment, and they are definitely not the opponent of the Ghost King Du Sen, and it is even more impossible to kill him. If you don't leave now, you won't be able to leave later!

After the opportunity appeared, Ye Chuan made a bold attack, but without a chance, he would never delay.

This operation is to rescue the red-line girl Chu Hongniang and assassinate the black snake son Mei Chuanfeng. From beginning to end, Ye Chuan never thought about confronting the ghost king Du Sen head-on, he just wanted to lure him away. Unable to do this, the only way is to retreat.

Ye Chuan hurriedly retreated, and sure enough, he didn't guess wrong. As soon as the group left, there was a muffled snort behind them.

The White Dragon Saint, who cultivated to the same anti-heaven, was suddenly wrapped and restrained by an extremely cold force, and immediately after, two blood holes appeared in his chest with a pain. The two fingers of the ghost king Du Sen were like two sharp daggers hurting people in the air, and all of a sudden, the white dragon saint's body was drenched in blood, and the blood stained the spotless white robe on his body. The red-line girl Chu Hongniang screamed, and subconsciously wanted to rush up, but her body was hugged tightly by the ghost king Du Sen.

"Kill!"

Glancing at his wife Chu Hongniang, who was forcibly held in the arms of the ghost king Du Sen, the white dragon saint's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and continued to pounce forward completely regardless of the wounds on his body, and the long sword in his hand suddenly surged to break through the shackles of the heavy cold aura, and the tip of the sword pierced the eyebrows of the ghost king Du Sen. In an instant, the speed increased dramatically, leaving afterimages in the air, like a teleportation in front of the ghost king Du Sen.

"Hmph, look for death!"

The ghost king Du Sen snorted coldly, and blew out in one breath, and the white dragon saint who was close at hand was suddenly frozen with a cold breath, and then, he slapped it coldly. The White Dragon Sage flew out like a kite with a broken line, and the sharp long sword came out of his hand, and after a miserable scream, his upright body turned into a white dragon with a body as white as jade.

For thousands of years, the white dragon saint who has been rampant all over the world, and the red line girl Chu Hongniang is free all over the world, and is known as an overseas chivalrous couple, for the first time, he was forced to show his deity in public. With a roar, he pounced on him like a frenzy, looking like he was not going to die today! This time, he was even faster, and he collided with the ghost king Du Sen fiercely. In an instant, it seemed that even the Ghost King Du Sen didn't expect that his deity turned out to be a white dragon, and he lost his mind and didn't have time to dodge.

The violent collision set off a hurricane-like shock wave.

The clothes on the red line girl Chu Hongniang's body were hunting, and her eyes couldn't be opened, and in an instant, it seemed that the spirit in her mind was shocked, and her mind was blank, if it wasn't for the ghost king Du Sen's left hand tightly hugging, I am afraid that she would be shocked thousands of meters away at once. Mei Chuanfeng, the black snake boy who was standing not far away, was not so lucky, he was shaken up like a leaf, and his whole body felt like he was about to be torn apart by the ferocious shock wave. Seeing the ghost king Du Sen laughing and excited, he forgot to step aside, but he was very happy and sad in the blink of an eye.

Real collisions have always been a taboo for masters.

Ghost King Du Sen took a few steps back one after another, his body was chaotic and a little embarrassed when he snorted, and the White Dragon Saint's injuries were even more serious, his huge body was shocked from afar, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood and fell in a pool of blood, and his body couldn't stand up even if he moved.

"What a fierce white dragon, today, the deity will kill you, the first to devour your qi, blood and soul!"

The ghost king Du Sen was a killer, and he used all his strength to drum up the power in his body, and was about to perform another lore to kill the White Dragon Saint in one fell swoop, when a scorching breath suddenly came from behind him.

Abbas, the plague demon king who had been waiting for a long time, finally made a move, opening his mouth and spewing out a flame.

This flame doesn't seem to be big or dangerous, far less terrifying than the reddish magma, but its lethality is several times greater, and it is the natal flame of the plague demon king Abbas, condensing his lifelong cultivation and strength. With a snort, the flame suddenly covered it, and the ghost king Du Sen's clothes, hair, and eyebrows all burned at once. Thousands of meters away, you can feel the scorching heat wave rushing towards you, and more than a dozen overseas cultivators are still numb and unable to dodge, and they are swallowed by the heat wave and melted into a pool of blood.

"You two, damn it!"

The ghost king Du Sen was furious, and a monstrous cold qi erupted in his body, and he quickly rushed into the flames under his hood. However, just as he was about to crush the plague demon king Abbasid, the latter had already flown away, taking the badly injured White Dragon Saint with him along the way. The ghost king Du Sen's face was cold and he was about to catch up, but his left arm was tightly dragged by the red-line girl Chu Hongniang, and after such a moment, the plague demon king Abbas had already disappeared far away.