"Hey, ugly thing, don't you have ears? Lao Tzu said, this is my spoils of war. Also, your voice is really hard to hear, can you please shut up? ”

Du Yun stretched out his left little thumb and plucked his ear, as if he was really stimulated by the other party's voice.

"Hey, dead fat man, he called you ugly again, and said that your voice was ugly, I really can't bear this for me!"

The tall faceless man took the opportunity to arch the fire again, as if arching the fire was his task, and dutifully did not miss the slightest opportunity.

"Hmph, boy, it's just too easy to break, since you are so stubborn, then grandpa and I will teach you how to be a man!"

After that, the phantom behind the short, faceless man appeared more clearly.

"Teach me to be a man? Ugly thing, are you human? ”

Du Yun shook the spear in his hand and sneered, not afraid of the other party's threat.

"Wow, wow, wow, dead fatty, he said you're not human, go up and hit him, although I think he's right, Kukuku heheha......."

The tall, faceless man was still taking advantage of the opportunity to burst into flames, letting out strange laughs.

On top of the rocky ruins, a thrilling battle seems to be on the verge of breaking out in the light of the coming dawn.

"Boy, remember, it was the Ghost God Sect who killed you, come out, my big baby, belly ghost!"

The short faceless man Yang Qiu shouted, and the wide black robe, which he was wearing a little like a straitjacket, suddenly became bigger with a "bang", and the robe was grinning, windless. Behind him, the mountain-like figure became clearer and clearer.

"Sheep ball? I think it's almost the same as calling it a pig ball! ”

As soon as he heard the other party's name, Du Yun almost burst out laughing, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore, because the "Roshan" had already appeared.

The guy was ugly, with a rickety body with huge fleshy wings on his back and green flames flashing in his eyes. It opened its bloody mouth, corrosive saliva dripping from its sharp teeth, and bursts of black wind continued to whistle behind it, and for a while, the momentum of the seven-rank powerhouse was vividly revealed.

The upper body of the monster was in the form of a human, or rather a green humanoid like a mountain of meat, and the lower body was a huge worm belly, with several centipede-like feet on it, and a cunning and ferocious expression on its face.

"Belly ghost? It turns out that the belly ghost looks like this? It's really ugly. ”

Looking at the monster in front of him, Du Yun couldn't help but think of the records he knew about belly ghosts, and these materials were all glimpsed in the study of his old yin attribute eldest brother by chance.

The belly ghost is one of the most mysterious ghosts, and no one has ever seen what it looks like in the notes that record its anomalies, and no one has ever known how it entered the human belly. Those who are in the womb by the belly ghost can hear the voice of the belly ghost and will not rest until death. And being put into the belly by the belly ghost, there is only one way to save it, and that is to use Mi Jiu (also known as the Eight Poison Red Pills).

"Good fellow, how did such a big one get into a man's belly?"

Looking at the big guy in front of him who was close to five meters in length, width and height, Du Yun couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, didn't he drill into the belly of a giant?

"Boy, it's also your honor to have the honor to die under my belly ghost!"

Du Yun ignored Yang Qiu's arrogant tone, but told him with actions.

A burst of flame flew from beneath his feet, wrapping around his body until it turned into a copper-colored flame armor, and the spear in his hand was also covered in flames, turning into a flaming flame gun.

"Arrogance!"

Wei Dingguo shouted, rushed out first, and pounced on the sheep Qiu, the other party was also the one who took it, the corners of his mouth under the mask sneered, and immediately ordered the belly ghost behind him to meet him.

"Big baby, go ahead, eat him!"

Wei Dingguo's figure, like a raging fire, stood tall in the dust. The red armor on his body shows his majesty and domineering. The spear in his hand was as hot as fire, and even the air seemed to be twisted and deformed under its scorching.

Suddenly, a gust of wind struck, and the belly ghost rushed faster than its size. Its green body shimmered with an eerie glow in the only faint starlight, and its faceless head was even more terrifying.

It opened its bloody mouth and let out a creepy scream, accompanied by a fierce black wind, and rushed towards Wei Dingguo.

Wei Dingguo didn't flinch, he burst into a shout, brandished the blazing broadsword in his hand and rushed towards it. In an instant, a fierce battle broke out, and the blazing flames and the cold black wind launched a contest between life and death.

Wei Dingguo's cooked copper knife danced, and the blazing flames rushed towards the belly ghost like a dragon. Every collision triggered a shocking explosion. And every swing of the belly ghost brought a black whirlwind.

"Damn, isn't the belly ghost weak in attack? Why is this one in front of me like meat Tan so difficult to beat! ”

After confronting the other party, Wei Dingguo further deeply felt that the other party's strength was not simple, his eyes were full of solemnity, his five hundred clothed firefighters were already difficult to summon again at this time, and the battle with the old man who had just suffered from the tiger had already consumed him a lot, after all, it was a cross-border battle.

"Boy, you know how awesome my big baby is!"

Yang Qiu sneered again, seemingly disdainful of Wei Dingguo's attack.

"Ugly things, it's all said, your voice is too ugly!"

Du Yun's eyes froze, his eyes were firm and resolute, his feet were pacing the ground with a shocking step, and his body shot straight into the sheep's fur like a rocket.

At this time, Du Yun's pseudo-flame realm still existed, and the effect of the lava spirit had not completely disappeared, as he moved, the magma on the ground also moved forward, and the flame realm was spreading to a new battlefield.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, Du Yun will not let this arrogant ugly thing stand there and watch the show, while Zhao Jin's other soul flying sage Li Gon stood still and stood still, staring at the thin and tall faceless man in the distance, as long as the other party has any signs of action, the fallen leaf javelin in Li Gon's hand ready to fly out will let him know why the flowers are so red.

"Boy, messing with me is your biggest mistake in this life!"

Seeing Du Yun attacking him, the sheep Qiu who was like a fat pig laughed fiercely, and suddenly stretched out his hands, and a huge ghost claw phantom condensed on his fat hand like a pig's trotter.

[Spiritual Skill: Soul Claw!] 】

"Oh yo yo, fight, fight, watch the big show, watch the big show, hee hee haha......"

The tall, thin and faceless man on the side saw that his "companion" had finally fought, and hurriedly hid in the distance, clapping his hands uncontrollably.

"Bang!"

Du Yun's spear slammed into the claws of the sheep fur, making a huge collision sound, Du Yun was knocked out, and he flipped several times in the air to adjust his body before landing safely.

On the other hand, Yang Qiu only took half a step back, and the fat on his body surged like a wave, unloading that powerful force.

"Damn, can you still use fat like this?"

Seeing that his attack had no effect on the other party, Du Yun couldn't help but curse in his heart. Then he adjusted his state, and he didn't spare the other party.

"Fat ball, is this the strength of your Ghost God Sect Soul Restraint Envoy? That's just it.,What's the name of the spirit envoy.,It's obviously a ghost envoy.,I think you might as well go back and change your name to the ghost guy! ”

One blow collided, Du Yun almost knew what level the other party's strength was, although the other party was a grade higher than him, but it was not an invincible existence, glancing at the belly ghost in the distance, Du Yun sneered.

"Wow, I'm, stinky boy, when you're dead, I'm going to tear your mouth apart and see what he's made of, so hard!"

This sheep Qiu not only has a bad brain, but also has a big temper, so he was angered by Du Yun so easily.

Immediately waved his hands, and the black robe he was wearing, which had become wider at this time, was once again windless, and the complex runes printed on the robe emitted a faint gray light at this moment.

Immediately afterward, a gray fog rushed towards Du Yun.

"Re-acting?"

This ghost mist did not look much different from the ghost mist summoned by the old man in the courtyard of Nashan Temple with the Ghost Mist Yin Array of Nalaoshzi, Du Yunyan was able to let it succeed, and hurriedly drove the lava flames in the pseudo-realm forward, trying to burn this gray mist away.

"Humph!"

Seeing the flames coming, Yang Qiu snorted coldly, and the gray mist retracted again, condensing around him and wrapping his fat body. The gray mist gathered more and more, condensing and solidifying, and finally formed a dark gray armor on his fat body, which was tattooed with intricate underworld patterns.

The pattern was set against a black pentagram, with an expressionless white skull in the center, and its blood-red eyes were full of weirdness and foreboding.

Du Yun didn't care how the sheep fur changed, he was reckless, and his body threw himself towards the sheep qiu again, and the spear wrapped in flames in his hand pointed directly at the head of the sheep qiu.

And the sheep fur is still as immobile as a mountain, or his huge size makes his fighting style only change by not changing.

Finally, when Du Yun's flame spear was about to hit him, Yang Qiu moved, he stretched out his right hand and threw it forward, Du Yun only felt a fast black shadow shooting towards him, the speed was too fast, he didn't have time to think about it, so he had to resist with a horizontal gun.

"What's that!?"

"Bang!"

Du Yun was knocked out again, and the black shadow returned to Yang Qiu's hand, and only then did he see what was attacking him.

What caught my eye was a black scythe, the blade sharp and curved like a crescent moon, emitting a cold light. At the end of its handle was a long iron chain, and at the other end of the chain was a chain ring engraved with a mysterious rune, which was now attached to the forearm inside the black robe of the sheep.

"Ugly, my Soul Flying Scythe is uncomfortable!"

Yang Qiu's triumphant words came, and there was a malicious cunning on his face under his mask, as if everything was under his control. The chains in his hands, like living snakes, hissed in the air, as if looking for prey.