Chapter 100: Crushing

However, after a while, Luo Jiuqiu had the upper hand.

The Candle Ghost King is strong, and the Chen Ghost King is not weak, but the latter is not a good melee fighter, and facing Shangluo Jiuqiu is tantamount to looking for death.

Luo Jiuqiu once killed a ghost king with one person and wiped out thousands of ghost clans, everyone only thought that the legend was shocked, even though the legend did not have much reality, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he felt even more shocked.

However, a little more than a hundred moves, Luo Jiuqiu actually slashed Ghost King Chen with one sword.

The bewitching and dazzling female ghost king was wearing a cloak at the moment, spurting blood from her mouth and nose, and her limbs were broken, so she was not embarrassed.

Luo Jiuqiu held a long knife, took a picture with the snowy blade, and sorted out his sideburns, which was still unfinished.

Luo Jiuqiu pressed the tip of his long knife against the tip of Ghost King Chen's chin, squatted down and approached, clasped his left hand on the other party's shoulder, and violently absorbed countless ghost qi.

"Ahh

Ghost King Chen screamed miserably, his posture twisted and trembled.

Luo Jiuqiu lifted a chapter and stamped it towards the Heavenly Spirit Cave of Ghost King Chen, as if he was going to kill him.

"Don't! Be merciful to the suzerain! ”

At this moment, a shout came, and a person rushed over at great speed, holding Luo Jiuqiu's hands and kneeling in front of it.

A monk recognized that the person was the disciple of the Moon Worship Sect, Lin Heng.

Lin Heng had tears in the corners of his eyes, and begged bitterly: "Sect Master spare your life!" ”

Luo Jiuqiu waited for a while, and found that Xiao Linzi really had no talent for acting, and his speech was dry, so he could only speak by himself, and coldly reprimanded: "Get out, you are just a hybrid of people and ghost clans, and you are raised by the ghost clan, why bother to intercede for a ghost clan who has done a lot of evil!" ”

Lin Heng was so nervous that his palms were sweating, but he suddenly caught a glimpse of his own sect master winking at him secretly, and he received endless encouragement in an instant.

Lin Heng stabilized his mind, and finally cried with true feelings, tears flowed, kowtowed and begged: "Although I was not raised by the ghost clan, but I was born by the ghost clan, the biggest wish in my life is to return to my mother's arms, and Ghost King Chen is my mother, please let the sect master let my mother go!" ”

Luo Jiuqiu frowned, looking shocked.

The others were also shocked, in the past, the world only knew that Luo Jiuqiu had accepted a ghost hybrid as a disciple of the mountain, but they didn't want this person's ghost clan mother to be a ghost king.

Ghost King Chen looked at Lin Heng's back, and was stunned for the first time. The son she gave birth to, she naturally recognized, and she threw it away from the mass grave as soon as she gave birth, but unfortunately this evil seed did not die, and after a few years, she actually walked out of the mass grave by herself, and wanted to find her to confess her relatives.

The son of the ghost clan was born with a memory and recognized who his mother was, but her mother regarded him as a shame, and gave birth to him on a whim, and when he was born, he found that he had more human blood than the ghost clan, so he naturally had to throw it away.

But I don't want to go hundreds of years later, just some time ago, this evil seed came to the door again, saying that she missed her mother, and she scolded him for being cheap, but this evil seed just didn't leave. At this moment, when life and death are at stake, this evil seed has appeared again like a savior from heaven.

Ghost King Chen's eyes rolled, and he already knew that Lin Heng was Luo Jiuqiu's disciple in the world, and people were always full of feelings and cared for old feelings.

Ghost King Chen grabbed the life-saving straw, grabbed the hem of Lin Heng's clothes, lowered his head and cut it, so pitiful, and muttered: "My son ......"

A touch of sarcasm crossed Lin Heng's eyes.

His ghost mother finally admitted that she was his son.

On the day that Lin Heng left the Moon Worship Sect, he informed Luo Jiuqiu that his ghost clan mother was one of the nine kings of the ghost clan, Ghost King Chen.

Ghost King Chen is casual by nature, and he has ruined countless beautiful men of all races, no matter who cares about his feelings, he will kill him after sleeping, and he is very ruthless. When she gave birth to Lin Heng, it was just a mistake, because she wanted to find a suitable heir. It's a pity that King Chen was not satisfied with this only son, and he had ordered this son to be killed dozens of times.

It's a pity that Lin Heng has a big life.

At this moment, life is at stake, looking at Lin Heng's tearful side face and his strange eyes, one black and one red, Ghost King Chen only feels extremely kind.

It's a talisman!

Ghost King Chen tightened the hem of Lin Heng's clothes and said weakly: "I'll save me!" ”

Lin Heng kowtowed a few times and raised his eyes to look at Luo Jiuqiu.

Luo Jiuqiu looked at Lin Heng quietly, and said in a loud voice: "I am very close to you, six hundred years ago, I accidentally rescued you and invited you to join our sect, fate played tricks, and finally entered the sect and became a disciple of my sect six hundred years later." I'm happy. ”

Lin Heng's tears flowed out again, he always thought that the sect master was not acting at this moment.

Luo Jiuqiu said again: "Xiao Linzi, since you have chosen your ghost clan mother, then, I have nothing to say. Since then, you have been expelled from the Moon Worship Sect, and you should be your son of the Ghost King. ”

Luo Jiuqiu patted Lin Heng's shoulder, turned around and let go of Ghost King Chen and Lin Heng in the middle of a ring.

Ghost King Chen's eyes glowed viciously, staring at Luo Jiuqiu's back, his eyes murderous.

However, Lin Heng happened to kneel between a person and a ghost, and Ghost King Chen turned his claws, but in the end he didn't make a move.

Luo Jiuqiu didn't seem to notice it, and Wu Zi joined other battlefields.

The rest of the monks could not accept it and questioned loudly.

"Sect Master Luo, it's not proper! This ghost king has to be killed, and the son of the ghost king can't be kept! Otherwise, there will be endless troubles! ”

"Yes! Sect Master Luo, you are letting the tiger return to the mountain......"

Luo Jiuqiu didn't look back, he slashed over dozens of ghost clans with one sword, and said coldly: "If you want to kill, do it yourself." ”

The emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, but there are few who really dare to attack the ghost king.

Ghost King Chen was afraid of death, and he had no courage to fight again, so even if he let Lin Heng help her fight and retreat, he quickly ran away.

The remaining eight ghost kings are becoming more and more courageous, except for a few people who can deal with it calmly, they are completely overwhelmed by people.

At the critical moment, Luo Jiuqiu shot again, and actually carried the two ghost kings alone, and his strength shocked everyone.

Originally, he was still resentful of Luo Jiuqiu for letting go of Ghost King Chen, but at this time, his heart was full of gratitude, but he felt that Luo Jiuqiu was the Dinghai Divine Needle, and he completely regarded her as a life-saving straw.

Luo Jiuqiu Wuji Secret Method was used to the extreme for the first time, and the lethality of the ghost clan was amazing.

The Ghost King who hated Luo Jiuqiu was strong in battle, and he wanted to kill Luo Jiuqiu, but unfortunately he couldn't cross Yunfu and was always pressed and beaten.

The two ghost kings opposite Luo Jiuqiu were probably on the throne of pills, and their cultivation was a bit weak, strong on the outside and dry in the middle, and they were both beaten away by Luo Jiuqiu after a while.

Luo Jiuqiu flew up, his eyes flashed with red light, and with a throw of the long knife, his hands formed claws to restrain the two ghost kings in the air, and silently recited the Wuji secret method.

The two ghost kings suddenly felt that they were imprisoned and couldn't move, screaming and being sucked away, their whole bodies returning to their strength, and their bodies twisted and shrunk smaller and smaller.

Countless dust splashed, and invisible air waves swept away layer by layer.

The weak ones of the ghost clan who were close to each other exploded and flew into ashes on the spot, and the rest of the ghost clan turned around and ran, and the ghosts cried wolf.

In the stormy wind, Luo Jiuqiu's green silk flew, his eyes were blood-red, and in the blink of an eye, he pinched off the necks of the two ghost kings and killed them.