Wen Yuzhu's body was surrounded by dark cyan ghosts, and the momentum was like a broken bamboo, rising from the ground.

The surrounding barren grass was messy, the sky and the earth were shrouded in clouds, the sand and gravel dust were flying, and countless black gases turned into bamboo leaves and stabbed in the direction of Shi Ling.

Everywhere you go, the earth is crisscrossed by ravines, and the mountains and rivers are broken.

Even the thunder and lightning silver dragon used by Shi Ling was crushed by this bamboo leaf.

Shi Ling retreated step by step, obviously dodging a little embarrassed, but he looked up and exclaimed: "Wow, this is comparable to the special effects of the movie." ”

Wen Yuzhu stared at her, but suddenly, he glanced in another direction.

Countless ghostly bamboo leaves fell overwhelmingly in that direction.

Suddenly, countless hibiscus petals fell like red rain, colliding with those dark blue bamboo leaves.

A fancy red umbrella hovered and fell, the bewitching man under the umbrella was dressed in red, the corner of the man's mouth was smiling, evil and demonic, walking step by step, stepping on the bloody wind and rain, like a groom who came to greet him.

Shi Ling: Oh, here's another one.

Wen Yuzhu raised his eyebrows slightly, as if surprised: "Sang Fu, how could you appear here." ”

Sang Fu sneered: "Wen Yuzhu, do you think I can only access the Internet like you?" Are you so bold that you dare to come to my territory and bully the people I fancie? ”

Wen Yuzhu looked at Shi Ling in astonishment when he heard this, and asked Sang Fu with a strange expression: "Fancy her?" ”

Sang Fu: "That's good. ”

He walked to Shi Ling with an umbrella, and suddenly turned into a bright hibiscus flower in his hand, kissed the flower lightly with his chin, and then handed the flower to Shi Ling with silky eyes: "Lady, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss it very much." ”

Shi Ling couldn't help but take a step back and covered his nose: "You have bad breath, stay away from me." ”

Sang Fu Youye's face seemed to stiffen for a moment, and the Fusang flower in his hand disappeared in an instant, and he smiled a little gloomily: "It's okay." When you become my ghost, you will naturally know how fragrant I am. ”

"Huh." Shi Ling felt a chill.

Wen Yuzhu stared at the two of them, and suddenly laughed: "Sang Fu, you are so bold." Do you know who she is? ”

He designed to lure Shi Ling to come and ambush her personally, but he just wanted to capture her alive and negotiate terms with Xuanxianmen and Shenyue Sect.

But Sang Fu turned out to be a toad who wanted to eat swan meat, tsk.

Sang Fu didn't care: "Who? Of course, it's my future wife. When it's time for the wedding, please come to the feast. ”

Wen Yuzhu: "Eat white seats? ”

The smile on the corner of Sang Fu's mouth turned cold, and the red umbrella swirled, and it came out of his hand, stabbing towards Wen Yuzhu like a blooming hibiscus flower.

At the same time, countless chaotic black qi rose in all directions, barely recognizable as a human form, with a thick yin aura.

Wen Yuzhu stood alone in the wilderness, and a black and silver folding fan suddenly appeared in his hand.

The folding fan is arranged like bamboo leaves, and the pieces of cold light are like a sharp sword out of its sheath.

He raised the folding fan, and the blood and qi spread everywhere he passed, and the ghost disappeared.

Shi Ling watched from the side, and probably estimated the strength of these two ghost kings.

Wen Yuzhu's strength is slightly above Sang Fu, but this is Sang Fu's territory, and all the fierce ghosts listen to his call, and there are many ghosts.

The strength of the ghost king is very different from the strength of ordinary ghosts.

Her methods are okay to deal with ordinary ghosts, but when she fights with the ghost king, she feels a little insufficient.

Shi Ling remembered that the last time she escaped from Mulberry's handrail, it was thanks to black and white impermanence.

Last time, she couldn't beat any of them, but now that there are two, she probably won't be an opponent.

So thirty-six plans, let's go.

Anyway, this old street where time and space overlap has been restored by her, and people who don't belong here have also been sent away by her, and the purpose has been achieved.

Shi Ling looked at the ghosts bound by her thunder and lightning, stretched out his hand, and turned away. Take it back and go over.

However, Sang Fu and Wen Yuzhu, who were fighting, both looked over.

The two ghost kings instantly stopped fighting and appeared in front of Shi Ling.

Shi Ling: "......"