Chapter 7: The Banner of the Ghost of the Heavenly Heaven

A figure flew silently from a distance, black all over his body, a figure wrapped in a dark robe ten times darker than the night.

No, it's not entirely true to say that the black robe is black. Because it had no collar, no sleeves, no hem, nothing, only a black whirring material, not even silk or silk satin, just a simple cloth covering the body. It's like gathering all the darkest nights on your body, and you can't see anything clearly.

Around the man, pieces of black robe tails flew up, almost seven or eight feet long, and it looked like he was wearing a super long black cloak. It's more like the devil's long claw hidden behind him, and the fluttering of the hyena is the deformation and expansion of the devil's long claw, which looks more and more cold under the backdrop of green clouds.

The man could not see his limbs from his appearance, he could not see fat or thin, and he could not even see what his body shape was. The only thing that can be distinguished is his unusually tall figure, almost two meters high, but only that, it is impossible to discern whether he is tall or thin or strong.

There is also a very obvious feature, that is, there is a shiny green Shura Ghost King metal mask on the person's face.

The two long horns pointed obliquely to the sky, the eyes of the mask showed green eyes, and the two long fangs under the lips pointed obliquely to the ground, which were symmetrical to the two corners facing the sky. The whole mask seemed to be filled with its extremely yin owl fierce aura, which made people can't help but shudder smartly.

This place was originally a forest, just now under the power of Lu Xihua's six vajra arrays, all the trees and flowers on the ground turned into flying ashes, and at this moment there was only a pool of open space, which was very obvious in the night, and the person flew over, and instantly noticed the three people on the ground, and fell down dozens of meters away.

The green eyes in the mask of the Shura Ghost King turned on Lu Xihua, the Ma Niu brothers next to him, and the tomb, and made a strange voice that couldn't tell what kind of tone it was, "I already know that your master is falling, it seems that you still have filial piety, and you know how to erect a monument for him." Yes, follow me in the future. Then he turned his head to Lu Xihua, "You killed my disciple?!"

Lu Xihua did not answer the masked man's words directly, "I think I have a relationship with your two apprentices, they respect their teachers, I like them very much, and I am ready to accept them as domestic servants." ”

The strange man wearing the ghost mask heard Lu Xihua's words, paused, and suddenly let out a high-pitched and ugly strange laugh, his laughter was like the sound of a night owl, which made people really sad to hear, "You are looking for death!"

The masked man raised his hand and pointed at it, and dozens of big ghost heads on the black robe, with green saliva in their mouths, grinning and retracting fangs, and green smoke in their mouths, rushed towards Lu Xihua in all directions with a ghost roar.

Lu Xihua said, "Pro!" Suddenly, the figure shook like ripples in the water, and it faded in this space. The ghost head rushed over, and he was confused in an instant, obviously Lu Xihua was in front of him, but he didn't seem to see it, and he couldn't find the target when he walked through Lu Xihua's body.

The masked man's eyes narrowed, who was this person? He could actually make his Xuantian Soul Locking Method fail, looking at that appearance, it seemed to be the mantra of Buddhism. The masked man's induction qi machine was actually locking on Lu Xihua all the time, but the momentum fluctuations it showed just now were as endless as the sea. This fluctuation constantly led the induction qi released by his "Fu Ghost Lock Soul" to one side, so that the position that the person was in was equivalent to a non-existent space for his eighty-one Fu Ghosts, so he seemed to be so ignorant.

Lu Xihua is now using the body of King Kong to perform the magic method of the word "Pro", and has all kinds of incredible magical powers, which can transform between the virtual and the real at will. At this moment, Lu Xihua instantly raised himself to a fluctuation level completely different from this world, and the energy level was far higher than the fluctuation of this world, and suddenly presented a state of not being on this shore and not on the other side, so that the enemy could see and touch it. If you observe Lu Xihua at this moment purely in the form of a divine soul, you will find that there is no such person in front of you at all!

"This person is the perfect candidate for my Xuantian Ghost Banner's resident main soul, with him, I'm afraid that my Heavenly Ghost will have the ability to travel through time and space!" Thinking of this, the masked man was extremely excited, and suddenly his hands were opened, and a large snorting sound, as if by magic, immediately peeled off from his body, and layer after layer of black cloth came out of his body, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a large roll of black flying silk hunting and flying in the air. It was more than ten feet wide, and the clearing was filled with dark silk cloth that vibrated rapidly, and nothing else was visible.

Looking at it from a distance, you can see that it is a black silk flag with an extremely long length, and the fluttering flag has brought up bursts of thick and large black smoke, which actually surrounds Lu Xihua's position like a living thing, and then there is a large "pop la pa" silk flag fluttering in the wind, and the black cloth silk has rolled towards the whole body.

The heavy black silk flag tightly tied Lu Xihua layer by layer, and the long silk that flew around was still sneering and sneering on the already densely bound body, and after a while, Lu Xihua became a cloth ball like a mummy.

The masked man was secretly happy, his Xuantian Ghost Banner was a magic weapon to restrain those who had space methods, in order to be safe, the masked man sacrificed the "Heavenly Ghost Spell", and the black clouds began to roll strongly and continuously, and suddenly burst apart, and an empty cloud hole appeared in an uproar, and then "Wow" There was a long roar from the ground, and a white figure fell from the empty black cloud hole, and before it fell to the ground, it had fallen and risen, and its body flew around, drawing a long arc, like a flying swallow, and flew straight towards this place, its speed was indescribably fast, and it was already approaching in front of him in an instant.

Before I could see the monster that flew close in an instant, the black clouds in mid-air opened two holes in a row, and the two figures fell from the cloud hole, just like the first one, and then quickly climbed up, and at the same time, at a rapid speed, like a swallow, shot at a long time.

If you look closely, you immediately realize that these monsters do not belong to the human world, and must belong to the ghosts of hell.

Unlike those ghost-faced ghosts, the three monsters don't look like soulless images at all, but special monsters with oily skin and bright skin, and real flesh.

When they flew closer, they were shocked to find that the monster was almost five feet tall, and that a person standing with it was about the same size as one of its slender legs. Moreover, the limbs look slender and long because their length is so high that they feel this way, in fact, each of their slender limbs and legs is as thick as the waist of three people.

The open mouth is full of fangs, and the long red tongue inside is long, and there are at least three or four feet outside the mouth, and it is swaying left and right with the rapid approach, and the white with dark green saliva drips down, making people feel numb in their heads and ears, and they dare not look at each other.

The monsters are divided into white, black, and blue, one color at a time, and they have a big mouth around the mummy wrapped in Lu Xihua, and several air currents of different colors revolve around the mummy, and the air flow carries flames in it, burning the mummy.