The ghost king opened his hand and held it, and the black-gold sword was already in the ghost king's hand.

He looked excitedly at the curator and others opposite, and said with a smile:

"Twenty years, you're the only one who has made me wield my sword.

It is also an honor for you to die by my sword. ”

That haughty posture, that arrogant tone.

Let the curator, the blind man and others be very unhappy.

The curator even said directly:

"Fuck you, look at your smugness.

When Lao Tzu slaughters you, take your sword and stab it into the sewer. ”

After saying that, the curator made a seal.

Then the eyes glared.

A ghostly light condensed in front of the curator, and a black throw appeared.

The dice were about the same size as the dice of normal play.

Appearing in front of the curator at this time must be the curator's magic weapon.

The curator pointed his sword and shouted:

"Broken!"

The dice flew out with a "whoosh" like a bullet.

Against those black-purple lightning barriers, it slammed into the past.

The moment it comes into contact with these black lightnings.

"Boom ......"

A deafening explosion rang out.

The ghost patterns around the ghost tower have cracked.

The ghost buildings all "buzzed" and shook a few times, as if they were about to collapse.

The black-purple electric light also disappeared at this time.

Grandpa Zhuangsha, the blind man, also killed it at the first time.

Each of them played their own Taoism.

"Demon Suppression Knife Method, Third Style."

"Bursting Paper Man."

“……”

A burst of strange Dao methods and secret techniques all greeted the white-faced ghost king.

The Ghost King was not afraid at all, but grinned.

The black sword in his hand waved.

"Hula ......"

A violent whirlwind appeared, and the paper figures controlled by the blind man cracked one after another.

The "buzzing" explosion in mid-air turned into a ball of fire.

Grandpa Zhuangsha's sword qi was also dispersed in an instant.

Even the curator's dice were blown back.

A group of people were forced to retreat again and again.

You know, this is still the power of the other party's sword.

This cultivation, this way, is too terrifying.

"This, this ghost king, what kind of cultivation? Powerful to this point? ”

Brother Zhuangsha also opened his mouth in surprise, unable to believe it.

Uncle Liu, Zhuangsha's parents and others all showed dignified expressions.

But on our side, the dense ghost tide is coming again.

We can't continue to pay attention, so we can only block the ghosts first.

Behind him, he can only rely on the curator and others to resist the ghost king.

And this time, not only the yellow-clothed ghost appeared outside, but also the four red-clothed ghosts with swords behind them.

At this time, it pounced on us.

We can't deal with the red-clothed ghosts, so we can only stand in the front and deal with those wandering ghosts and other small minions.

Zhuangsha's parents, uncles and aunts, and Uncle Liu greeted the ghost in red.

The Great War broke out again.

And this time, it's even more intense.

I have a broadsword in my hand, and I keep slashing.

In the face of the attacking yellow-clothed ghost, the charm was thrown out as if he didn't want money.

"Bang ......"

The sound of the spell exploding was endless.

Even if the spell breaks out, there will be deaths and injuries.

But the gap will also be filled in a short period of time by the sneakiness that comes and goes.

The number of ghosts here is beyond everyone's imagination.

And we don't even know where these ghosts came from.

It feels like the whole mountain here is full of ghosts.

The number has reached an unimaginable level.

If you don't know, you may think that you have come to hell, otherwise how could there be so many ghosts.

At this time, several more powerful yellow-clothed ghosts came from the sky.

"Whoa" screamed, and slaughtered down.

Brother Zhuangsha was the first to find out and shouted:

"Heavenly."

Looking up, five yellow-clothed ghosts, with hideous and evil spirits, pointed straight down.

Brother Zhuangsha held a peachwood sword and pointed to the sky:

"Demon Breaker!"

With a "buzz", a sword light burst out.

This path and cultivation are a little higher than I should be, and I have reached the peak of Qi acceptance.

A yellow-clothed ghost couldn't dodge, and was instantly hit by the sword light, letting out a piercing scream, and his soul was scattered on the spot.

The other four ghosts came straight to the face.

I carried a peachwood sword and blocked fiercely.

"Bang", I only felt numb, and I couldn't stop it.

Huang Mao was directly shocked back.

Strong sand is evenly matched.

The ghost wanted to give me another claw, but I had already pulled out a "Yin Yang Breaking Charm".

He threw it up.

The sword was pointed in his hand and he shouted:

"Yin and yang, yin and yang, turning yin into yang, suppressing evil and breaking evil, there is no way to stop it. Chi! ”

The runes flickered.

With a "boom", the yellow-clothed ghost was instantly swallowed by the power of the spell.

In a piercing wail, he was blown out on the spot, lying in the group of ghosts, trying to die or not, and it was difficult to get up.

Before his soul was gone, the little ghosts around him were like hungry wolves, and they began to bite at the red-clothed ghost.

In fact, the yellow-clothed ghost was directly devoured alive.

Zhuang Sha also cast a spell after I made a move:

"Three runes! Haste as a law, edict! ”

For a moment, three illusory spells appeared.

On top of each spell, there is a flashing word "edict".

The three runes "swished" three times, and flew towards another yellow-clothed ghost.

The powerful ghost could not be avoided, and under the siege of the three charms, the "buzzing" was violently killed.

Huang Mao's cultivation is the lowest, and it has only broken through to the early stage of Qi acceptance.

Moreover, they are still unstable.

Without using the Blood Qi Technique, he couldn't stop the yellow-clothed ghost at all.

However, Brother Zhuangsha, who was the first to deal with the yellow-clothed ghost, drew his sword and struck.

The two of them worked together to kill the yellow-clothed ghost.

Huang Mao with gratitude:

"Thanks, brother."

Brother Zhuangsha smiled, and his backhand was a sword, slashing a little ghost who had been killed.

The battle continues.

And the current battle circle is probably divided into three.

First of all, it is the peripheral battle circle centered on our four young juniors.

Our purpose is to close the door.

Guarding the gate, relying on the favorable terrain, blocking the gate to prevent those ghosts from rushing in.

After all, there are too many sneaky creatures, and if they all rush in, it will have an impact on the curator and others.

Hinder them from slaying the white-faced ghost king.

The second battle circle is the second battle circle of Uncle Liu, Zhuangsha's parents and aunts.

What they were fending off was four red-clad ghosts.

The strength of these four red-clothed ghosts who carried swords was weaker than the ten red-clothed ghosts that the blind master and the curator had fought against before.

But it's still strong.

Four-on-five, don't fall behind.

In the end, it is the white-faced ghost king against the curator, the blind man, the dumb mother-in-law, and Grandpa Zhuangsha, and it is also the most important battle circle.

Because the result here affects the success or failure of this mission.

Once the ghost king is dead, these "little shrimps" are not to be feared.

But if our side loses, we don't have anyone who can block the Ghost King's furious attack.

But I occasionally find out through the corner of my eye.

The ghost king is "wrong", not that there is something wrong.

It's this ghost king, who has always had that feeling of arrogance and playing.

It always felt like he wasn't serious.

Or rather, he didn't use all his strength at all.

From the very beginning of sitting on the throne and watching the play, to using his bare hands, to summoning the White Tiger True Beast, and now he has only begun to use the sword.

He's unlocking his abilities step by step.

It's not like that, as soon as you come up, you go all out and want to kill everyone.

It gives people the feeling of cat playing with mouse.

However, I think there is another layer of meaning.

This ghost king is because of some kind of restriction, and his appearance is actually pretended.

In fact, do you need to be under certain degrees and conditions to unlock your own abilities?