Chapter 270: Ghost King!

"Uh-huh!"

As the woman in ancient costume gently raised her right hand, Feng Wanli only felt that she was trembling all over, and she snorted, and her whole body seemed to be tightly bound by countless ribbons, as if she was controlled by a puppet. The woman in costume on the opposite side walked over slowly.

"Damn it!"

Feng Wanli's pupils shrank, and a bloody ray flashed out of his mouth and tongue in an instant, turning into a sharp blood ray, which instantly appeared in front of the woman in ancient costume.

"Buzz!"

The blood sword galloped past, but it stopped at the front of the woman in ancient costume, and the ears were buzzing, and she couldn't move forward for a long time.

"Click!"

At the same time, the two Yingying ink shadows on the side, with dull eyes, slowly walked towards the woman in ancient costume opposite.

Seeing that the two of them lost their minds, they walked towards the woman in ancient costume opposite stupidly, Feng Wanli was slightly anxious, and hurriedly urged the King Kong in his body to move the body of King Ming, and wisps of Buddha power continued to pour out from the dantian.

A layer of thick golden light continues to condense from the dantian, looking from afar, it is like a golden Buddha, majestic and solemn.

"Crackling!"

With a crisp click, Feng Wanli felt the restraints outside his body instantly collapse, and his uncontrolled limbs were regained.

Looking at the smiling woman in ancient costume opposite, Feng Wanli didn't dare to be careless, his right hand quickly patted the pocket on his waist, and a pile of pale yellow talismans were tightly clenched on his right hand, and with the continuous influx of spiritual power in his body, clusters of orange fireballs continued to condense out, and the blazing flames scorched the air, making bursts of crackling and piercing sounds.

"Go!"

Feng Wanli snorted lightly, and the fireball condensed above his right hand instantly erupted into a piercing roar, piercing the air and blasting towards the woman in ancient costume in the distance.

"Why is Childe so ruthless?"

The woman in ancient costume showed sadness, her right hand gently brushed the golden peach blossom in front of her, and sighed softly: "Amorous people will always get hurt. “

"Huh"

Before the woman in ancient costume could speak, the golden peach blossom in her hand suddenly floated slowly, floating in the air, and strands of gold threads continued to condense from it, like a thin shield, completely enveloping it.

"Boom!"

As the fireballs continued to fall, it looked like meteors sliding down from a distance, constantly crashing down on the heavy golden shield, making a heavy muffled sound, but it was the thin golden shield that completely blocked countless attacks from the body at this moment.

"Damn it!"

Feng Wanli's pupils shrank, his body jumped out quickly, his left and right hands directly hugged Ying Ying and Mo Ying, his feet stepped on the ground, and he shouted softly: "The sword is coming!"

As the words fell, a blood-colored rainbow flew back from a distance in an instant, and stopped steadily at the feet of Feng Wanli.

"Let's go!"

The short fierce fight with the woman in ancient costumes, Feng Wanli was discovered, and his strength must be more than the Yuan Infant Period, since he was not his opponent, Feng Wanli did not have a chance with his own life, and the routine was the main one, and he directly drove the blood sword and flew towards the palace in the distance.

"Huh!"

Seeing the wind galloping away, the woman in ancient costume covered her mouth and chuckled: "Since you're here, don't go." ”

"Boom!"

Before the woman's words fell, the gate that was originally open to the palace suddenly closed slowly, as if she had life, and wanted to trap Feng Wanli in it.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Feng Wanli's pupils shrank, his hands slapped slightly, and purple thunder instantly swam up from his hands, just like a lifelike dragon, constantly winding around his hands.

"Open it for me!"

Feng Wanli's eyes widened, and he scolded angrily, and then threw out the Zhengyi Divine Thunder on his right hand.

"Crackling!"

The lightning roared, and there was a huge roar in the darkness, and the dark purple Zhengyi Divine Thunder fell heavily on the golden and jade-like giant gate.

"Click!"

When the two met, Zhengyi Divine Thunder was like a small swimming fish, constantly flowing back and forth above the giant gate.

"Damn it!"

Seeing that Zhengyi Divine Thunder couldn't blast open the giant gate, Feng Wanli scolded secretly, and regardless of the divine thunder spreading on it, he clenched his fists with both hands and slammed directly into the giant gate in front of him.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the door opened, revealing a gap for one person to enter.

Seeing this, Feng Wanli's heart was relieved, and he hurriedly harnessed the blood sword under him, and instantly rushed out of the palace of Baoguang Liuli.

"Uh-huh!"

As he left the palace, there was a delicate humming sound in his arms, Feng Wanli bowed his head slightly, only to see the ink shadow slowly waking up, looking at the palace behind him in a dream, and drops of cold sweat continued to flow down from his forehead.

Feng Wan showed helplessness inside, and said honestly: "That ghost thing is too strong, we are not opponents!"

Mo Ying was puzzled: "Then what should I do?"

"Of course it's a runaway!"

Feng Wanli chuckled, this time it was really planted, I haven't seen Emperor Ming yet, I was scared away by the ghost thing that appeared halfway, it's really bad luck, but this can't be blamed on Feng Wanli, after all, the strength of that ghost thing has surpassed the Yuan Infant Period, and it is far from being something that Feng Wanli can deal with.

"Could it be that I'm going to die here today?"

The Three-Eyed God King looked at the green ghost face rushing from the opposite side, his eyes full of death.

The mountain condensed a thick rock shield, ran quickly in front of everyone, and scolded: "Run, I'll take it, this ghost thing is not something we can deal with at all." ”

"Don't!"

Although the lightning ball broke its right hand and only half of its combat power remained, it still insisted on unleashing its lightning ability to block the green ghost face in mid-air.

Feng Wanli's figure was suspended in the air, looking at everyone, his sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his right hand shook slightly, and wisps of purple thunder and lightning continued to condense in his right hand, turning into a dragon, and throwing it directly towards the turquoise ghost face in the distance.

Seeing that the ghost on the other side was about to bite over, the Three-Eyed Divine King closed his eyes slightly, and his heart was extremely frightened.

"Ahh

At this moment, the turquoise ghost face screamed, and it was instantly erased by the purple lightning.

Seeing this, Feng Wanli's heart was relieved, and then he looked at the people in front of him, and said, "If you don't want to die, just go with me." ”

Although for some reason, the female ghosts in ancient costumes in the palace did not chase after them, but this tomb ** is really extremely dangerous, even if the wind is thousands of miles away, they dare not be careless, not to mention that these are not even Interpol during the foundation building period.

"This... ”

The Three-Eyed God King came back to his senses, and looked at the source of the voice, and saw Feng Wanli in a white shirt, stepping on a blood-colored long sword.

Without waiting for the Three-Eyed God King to reply, Dashan nodded: "Okay, let's go!"

Seeing everyone say this, Feng Wanli nodded slightly, and gently stepped towards the blood sword under his feet, and a blood ray instantly rose to the sky and rushed towards the outside of the cave.