"Such sharp claws, almost comparable to my flying sword!"

Yang Ji was secretly frightened, and with a move of his palm, he accepted this King Kong puppet. \\

Ahead, the three elders were hunting in their clothes, and they fought fiercely with the Skeleton Ghost King again. With the rich corpse qi of the Ten Thousand Graves Ridge and the evil spirit relics in his hands, the Skeleton Ghost King was not inferior to the three elders of the Iron Crown Sect alone, and even won the victory.

On the other hand, Elder Zhang and the others were out of breath, and their strength was constantly weakening. And in a place like Wanfenling, the blood and qi consumed are completely irreparable.

"It must be decided!"

Yang Ji let out a long roar, his whole body spine, and a scorching power spread from his heart throughout his body. In an instant, with an angry howl, Yang Ji disappeared, replaced by a huge flame demon flame, radiating endless fire light that appeared on the ground.

"Bang!"

The earth shook, and the fire demon incarnated by Yang Ji rushed into the battlefield like a streamer.

"The Hand of Death!"

Yang Ji roared, the sky darkened, and a huge mysterious big hand exuded an ancient and vast aura, and suddenly fell from the sky.

"Boom!"

The void shook, and the Skeleton Ghost King was like being hit by a boulder, his body sank, and the evil qi vortex emitted by the evil spirit relics in his hand also fluctuated, and his originally relaxed expression disappeared.

"What is this?"

The Skeleton Ghost King was taken aback. This disciple of the Iron Crown Sect felt very different from this move, and that giant hand actually seemed to be real, flesh and blood.

"Come again!"

The mental power was consumed sharply, and the excessively fast extraction caused a pain in his mind. But Yang Ji shouted loudly regardless of it, and slapped it with another palm.

"Boom!"

This palm was overwhelming, overwhelming the mountains and seas, only to hear the boom, the blood of the three elders of the martial sect. With Yang Ji's hand of death, it directly dispersed the billowing black smoke outside the skeleton ghost king's body, and even the people with the evil spirit relics were directly shaken out more than ten zhang away.

The three elders of the Iron Crown Sect glanced at each other, and they all saw a deep shock in each other's eyes. Yang Ji's method was something they had never known about before.

The three of them fought fiercely with the Skeleton Ghost King for a long time, and basically couldn't gain the upper hand. Originally, when Yang Ji appeared, the three of them didn't take it to heart.

Unexpectedly, Yang Ji actually single-handedly changed the status quo of this battle.

"He's only been in the sect for a year or two. The number of times he went down the mountain is also only a handful, that is, to encircle and suppress the Tianyin Sect and the Martial Science Examination, where did he get such a powerful treasure?"

The same thought crossed the minds of the three elders.

Yang Ji's "Hand of Death" had never been seen before, and that ancient taste was very interesting at first glance, and it was definitely not something that ordinary disciples could get, nor could ordinary disciples use.

If it weren't for the fact that Yang Ji's origin was innocent and clear, but that he was still going from weak to strong under everyone's noses, all the elders would even wonder if Yang Ji was an undercover agent sent by a certain force!

"After going back. I'll really have to ask him. ”

Elder Zhang said secretly in his heart.

Although Yang Ji moved out of Emperor Shi Yu to convince the other two elders, he was different. I have been in contact with Yang Ji several times, and I was not moved by his light words at all.

Elder Zhang had no intention of making things difficult for Yang Ji, or had any prejudices against him. But whether it was the matter of Ah Nose Gong or the matter of this strange treasure, as a sect elder, Elder Zhang felt that he had to ask about it.

However, this is also after this disaster.

"Buzz!"

Ten feet away. The corpse on the skeleton king's body was dim, and the billowing black smoke was scattered. Slowly revealing a rotten, hideous face.

It's a face that seems to have been buried in the ground for three months and then dug up again. The skin on the surface had rotted away, and pieces were peeling off, revealing the disgusting yellow-brown flesh underneath.

The position of the nose is gone, leaving two unsightly nose holes with black holes. The same is true of the lips, with only two rows of disgusting yellow teeth remaining.

How not that pair of pitch black. With eyes glowing with a faint green light, Yang Ji would even think that this was a dead corpse that had been rotting for a long time.

"Phew!"

Yang Ji gasped, and suddenly understood why the Skeleton Ghost King was wrapped in such a thick black smoke outside his body:

"These spirits are completely different from humans!"

No human body can survive if it is rotten like this, but the Skeleton Ghost King is different. Although the body is highly decomposed and has a strong smell of death, it is alive.

That's the difference between spirits and humans, in a certain way, they're just another life entirely!

"Hey, little ghost, that's a bit capable. I'm really underestimating you. But—"

The rotten and disgusting face of the Skeleton Ghost King slowly swept up from the four of them, and his gaze was indescribably weird:

"You're still going to die!"

As soon as the voice fell, five long black claws opened, and a decaying corpse immediately broke through the ground and landed in the palm of the Skeleton Ghost King. Just under Yang Ji's shocked gaze, the flesh and blood on the corpse poured into the skeleton ghost king's body like a liquid liquid.

On its chest, the sword wounds that Yang Ji stabbed were quickly healed with a degree that was visible to the naked eye, and they disappeared in the blink of an eye, intact as before, and looked as if they had never been injured.

“！！！”

Yang Ji's heart fluctuated, and he was stunned by this scene. The Skeleton Ghost King can actually take materials from anywhere and repair any Cheng Dù's injuries on his body at will.

This completely overturns the concept of martial arts combat.

This means that the concept of fatal injuries may not be at all for the Skeleton Ghost King.

"It's really not lying, flesh and blood are really like clothes to it, it doesn't matter. ”

Yang Ji's heart sank.

The three elders of the Iron Crown Sect couldn't defeat a Skeleton Ghost King of the Martial Sect Realm, he had always felt strange when he first arrived at the battlefield here, but now he finally understood.

The same sword shot at the elders of the Iron Crown Sect would be seriously injured immediately. But for the Skeleton Ghost King, this is simply a painless sword, and it doesn't matter if you hit it or not.

For this alone, the two sides are not in the same position at all.

"Be careful, the Skeleton King is a skeleton. Originally, it was fleshless. There is only one skeleton. But after getting this evil spirit relic, this time I saw it differently. For some reason, flesh began to attach to its bones. ”

Elder Zhang's voice sounded in his ears, and his voice was solemn. As a sect elder, he was always able to know something that ordinary people didn't know.

"I see. ”

Yang Ji's eyes flashed with inspiration, and he immediately understood. Look at the ghost king again. The eyes are completely different.

After doing it for a long time, it was not the point of attacking it at all!

"Truly, in my territory, I'll see how you fight me!"

The Skeleton Ghost King's laughter resounded through the Ten Thousand Graves, and it held a dead corpse in one hand, and raised its other hand high, plunging into the sky, as if it wanted to hold the whole sky in the palm of its hand:

"--Hundred Ghosts Night Walking**!"

"Buzz!"

Hearing this name, Yang Ji was shocked. I haven't had time to react yet. Boom, the sky shook, and the ground was violently bumped within a radius of a hundred miles.

Boom! Boom!

The earth flew one after another, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, streams of corpse qi, dead qi, and yin qi condensed like substance, and they continued to break out of the ground, forming thousands of torrents. Towards the Skeleton Ghost King.

"Boom!"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Woohoo!"

......

These yin and turbid breaths fluttered, turning into hundreds of ghost soldiers and ghost generals in the void. There was an endless roar of weirdness, rushing towards the Skeleton Ghost King.

Every moment, there were countless ghost soldiers, ghost pawns, and monsters laughing and pounced into the skeleton ghost king's body, and every time they pounced into it, the skeleton ghost king's aura became stronger.

However, in the blink of an eye, the Skeleton Ghost King not only made up for the previous consumption of vitality, but also reached its peak state. And they still won.

"Whew!—"

Smoke billowed around everyone, and an ear-piercing roar rolled into the sky, and the sound did not come from the front, but from behind.

"Damn it!"

An angry scolding, in the blink of an eye. The Torture Elder and the Evil Dao Prince fought fiercely together again. The aura on the body of the evil prince rose and completely suppressed the torture elder.

In an instant, everyone's faces changed.

The yin qi, evil qi, and corpse qi in the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge became heavier and heavier, and the Skeleton Ghost King summoned these yin and turbid qi, which not only restored the vitality, but also raised the aura of other evil martial artists by the way.

"Boom!"

In the distance, an evil spirit was rolling on the body of a famous evil martial artist, his breath was agitating, and he roared and sacrificed his weapons, flying swords, long knives, and long halberds...... , Lightning Stone Fire didn't know how many weapons were cooperating with the leader of the Ghost Mansion to attack Elder Qiu of the Iron Crown Sect.

Elder Qiu's face changed drastically, and he couldn't even speak, so he was wrapped in a torrent of evil qi. The sound of clanging bells was endless, and Elder Qiu was hidden in the evil aura, only having the ability to parry and not the power to fight back.

"Kill them!"

In the roar of rage, I don't know how many evil martial artists rubbed their bodies and pounced. And the number is even more vast, countless fierce creatures of the underworld, and the breath from the underworld is united in the Ten Thousand Graves Ridge.

"Be careful!"

With a loud scream, before the sound fell, the sky suddenly darkened, and the Skeleton Ghost King rose into the air like a big bird and pounced on everyone:

"Die!"

The sound was rolling, like a vast ocean, the dark evil qi suddenly bombarded from the sky, behind the sea of evil qi, sneering and screaming, dozens of evil qi spears roared sharply like raindrops towards everyone.

"Qi Warfare!"

Yang Ji's face changed, and he didn't have time to think about it, and the sacrificial boat sank into the ground in an instant.

Qi Warfare is specially opened for the blood and qi shield of the martial artist, and it has a strong penetrating ability. If it was just a little Zhou Tian who shot out, Yang Ji wouldn't be afraid.

But with the strength of the Skeleton Ghost King, coupled with the increase in the evil qi relic, the qi soldiers shot out are simply incomparable. Just one sword is already deeply feared, not to mention dozens of qi soldiers!

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