Chapter 269: The Ghost King is Obsessed with Yao and Resentful!

"What is this!"

Feng Wanli's pupils shrank, and dark purple thunder instantly surged out of his right hand, turning into a dazzling thunderbolt, which instantly inserted into the ghost face in front of him.

"Ah!!h

Zhengyi God Thunder is the mighty evil god thunder, although this ghost face is very weird, like a ghost is not a ghost, there is a sculpture in general, but as the thunder roars down, an ear-bursting roar sounds, the ghost face instantly exploded, and the original black wall was completely flattened, as if it was touched alive.

Seeing this scene, Feng Wanli was quite shocked in his heart, looked at the entire black tomb, and said secretly: "Could it be that these black beads are all ghost faces?"

Don't look at Feng Wanli's understatement of bombing the ghost face, but this is the premise for Feng Wanli to have the cultivation of the Jindan period, you must know that this ghost face, if you look at it according to the cultivation, it is completely comparable to the monks of the foundation building period, and it is not something that Dashan and others can deal with at all.

"What's that sound?"

In the distance, Dashan looked puzzled and set his eyes on the wind in the distance.

The speed at which the wind swept away the ghost face was extremely fast, and everyone did not see this scene clearly.

Feng Wanli thought for a moment, and decided to tell everyone the truth: "The black orbs on the walls are all ghosts!"

"Ghosts?"

The lightning ball looked puzzled, ran over quickly, looked at the beads on the black wall with big eyes, tilted his head slightly, stretched out his right hand, and touched the orb.

"If I were you, I wouldn't touch it!"

"Huh?"

For the reminder of the wind, the lightning ball is, of course, the left ear in and out of the right ear, and the right hand lightly clicked the black bead in front of him.

"Smack!"

The black beads fell, and a turquoise gas suddenly gushed out from the rock wall.

A trace of blue light flashed in Feng Wanli's eyes, and a turquoise humanoid ghost face suddenly condensed out, its sharp fangs, and instantly took the lightning ball's right hand in its mouth.

"Click!"

With a crisp click, the five fingers of his right hand snapped in an instant, and bright red blood continued to spurt out like a fountain.

"Ah!!h

The fingers were broken, the lightning ball turned white, let out a sharp scream, the left hand covered the wound, and the figure kept retreating.

At such a close distance, before Feng Wanli could react, the lightning ball had been bitten off by the ghost.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Dashan quickly slapped the ground with both hands, and sharp rock walls quickly appeared in front of the lightning ball, like a heavy shield, protecting the lightning ball behind him.

Seeing this, Feng Wanli did not move and took a few steps back, letting the mountain fight with the green ghost, and his eyes swept towards the golden palace in front of him.

"Shall we help?"

Seeing Feng Wanli retreating backwards, the ink shadow on the side was surprised: "Ferryman, where are you going now?"

Feng Wanli pointed to the palace in front of him: "Let's go there." ”

"Click!"

As the wind left, the turquoise ghost face in the distance instantly pounced out, instantly smashing the rock wall in front of him, and the extremely cold yin qi almost froze the mountain into ice.

"I'm here to help!"

Seeing that Dashan was in danger, the remaining five Interpol officers quickly stepped up to meet him, and each of them used their abilities to blast away towards the turquoise ghost in mid-air.

"Huh!"

Although Feng Wanli didn't help, everyone Feng Wanli didn't ignore it, and still looked at the six people, the six people had different abilities and spells, but only the girl nicknamed the Three-Eyed God King attracted Feng Wanli's attention the most.

Its third eye flashed with a golden light, like an incomparably sharp blade, and instantly plunged into the turquoise ghost face.

"Thorn la la!"

It was as if water droplets had fallen into a pot of oil, and a thick turquoise mist continued to condense from the intersection of the golden light and the ghost face.

"The sword light condensed by these three eyes actually has the effect of driving away evil spirits!"

Feng Wanli's eyes flashed with a hint of essence, you must know that there are many spell abilities with great lethality, but spell abilities that can be accompanied by evil exorcism abilities are much rarer.

And in Feng Wanli's opinion, this three-eyed god king may still have the blood of Erlang God.

Thinking of this, Feng Wanli's body turned slightly, and he didn't think much about it, and quickly walked towards the jeweled palace.

The palace is not big, only about more than 200 square meters, if it is not for the golden pillars in it, the wind is not sure that you can see the whole palace at a glance.

"Click!"

Stepping into the palace, there was a burst of incomparably crisp footsteps.

"Whew!"

Feng Wanli opened his mouth slightly, and a red blood blade the size of a toothpick appeared on the tongue coating, and his eyes were firmly staring ahead, if there was any abnormal movement, he could also immediately drive the blood sword to counterattack.

As he stepped into the palace and stretched out, a tightly closed hall appeared in front of Feng Wanli, and outside the hall were several peach trees made of gold, as well as a small pavilion.

Unlike Feng Wanli, looking at such antiques, Mo Ying's face was full of appreciation: "The emperors are really chic, and they actually have such treasures." ”

Feng Wanli didn't care, didn't pay attention to these, and walked directly towards the main hall.

"The autumn night bed mat is cold and the dream is difficult to make, the sky is blue as water, and the night clouds are as light as sand... ”

Suddenly, an extremely mournful cry sounded, and a pale blue phantom slowly appeared under the golden pavilion not far away.

The woman was wearing a light blue Tortiro skirt, three thousand green silk rolled up a loose cloud bun, casually wearing a painted silver belt, loosely tied to the waist with ink-colored palace wash, light-colored tassels fell at will, and the eyebrows were still a little cinnabar, reflecting the snow-white face was particularly eye-catching.

Feng Wanli's pupils shrank, looking at the woman who appeared in front of him, and his heart was extremely shocked: "This is." ”

At the same time, the woman slowly stood up, brushed the hair between her eyebrows, and her face was full of sadness. continued to sing: "The sound of geese flew far away from Xiaoxiang, and the bright moon sky on the twelfth floor was shining brightly. ”

Mo Ying looked at the woman opposite stupidly, and suddenly walked slowly towards the woman, and couldn't help but say, "What a Yao Se grudge!"

"This damn girl!"

Feng Wanli's sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, his right hand quickly slapped out, and directly twisted Mo Ying's hair, the stinging feeling instantly made Mo Ying come back to his senses, looking at the ghost of Feng Wanli opposite, his face was pale, and he hid behind Feng Wanli as if he had escaped.

"You can control people's minds without moving your look, what a powerful ability!"

Feng Wanli's right hand stretched out slightly, protecting the ink shadow behind him, and said secretly in his heart: "Xiu Wei can't see through it at the moment, it is very likely that he is a ghost king at the level of Yuan Ying, and it is not easy to deal with." ”

"Childe, can you come up and continue!"

Just when everyone was nervous, the woman in the distance suddenly smiled and slowly stretched out her right hand.