Chapter 18: The Ghost King Descends

Mo Chen and Emperor Wind Chimes slowly followed the crowd, and soon arrived at the location of Baicao Hall.

I saw a sea of people in front of me, a large number of people were crowded there, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and the cultivators and mercenaries were fighting for me, for fear that they would miss the herbs in the blink of an eye.

Without waiting for the two of them to look into the distance, they saw that there was a dark shadow in the crowd that was particularly tall and prominent.

The people next to the black shadow were only on his chest, dressed in a black "power suit", and the eye-catching hammer behind him was not Yan Hao.

At this moment, Yan Hao seemed to be anxiously looking around.

After he teleported out of the secret realm, he was the closest to this ghost city, so it was the most advanced city.

Soon after entering the city, he felt the strangeness of this city, he felt that not only pedestrians, but also flowers and trees, buildings, and landscapes made him feel a little uneasy, but he didn't think about it, and followed the crowd to the Baicao Hall.

Mo Chen and Emperor Feng Chime glanced at each other, their eyes were full of joy, originally Mo Chen proposed to go to Baicaotang at random, but he didn't expect to be able to find Yan Hao.

Without thinking, the two walked towards Yan Hao together without a trace.

Walking behind Yan Hao, Mo Chen gently pulled his shirt and said softly: "Yan Hao, Sister Feng Chime and I are behind you, we will leave the city immediately." ”

Hearing Mo Chen's voice, Yan Hao's body trembled suddenly, took a small step back slightly, and said quietly: "Brother Mo, this evil gate in this city is quite an evil gate. ”

Emperor Fengling said in a low voice on the side: "The specific things will be discussed in detail when we go out of the city, there is not much time, let's go quickly!"

Mo Chen and Yan Hao nodded without a trace, and the three of them paced back little by little.

After a while, the three of them walked to the herb shop on Baiyu Street, and in a few breaths, they had already reached the blood-colored light curtain of the city tower, and then looked at this light curtain, which had already become crimson like flesh and blood, as if it was constantly wriggling, which made people feel disgusted.

Seeing that they were about to get out of trouble, the three of them were also happy in their hearts.

At this time, a hoarse voice came instantly, hitting the eardrums, shaking his head and hurting: "Since the three of them are together, why don't you come to the City Lord's Mansion to sit?"

The three of them looked at each other in horror, and at the same time shouted, "Run!"

At the moment when they had just lifted their steps, three demonic claws suddenly appeared behind them.

The surface of these three ghost claws is uneven, as if pieces of blue-black spars of different sizes are condensed, and the nails of the ghost claws are like ten flying swords, exuding an extremely blue and black cold air, and there is even a strange black smoke on them, which makes people feel hairy at a glance.

"Oops! The sinister clouds and smoke are cold claws," Emperor Feng Chime exclaimed, "This ghost king was actually a disciple of the Qingxu Sect before his death. ”

If they are disciples of small sects, most of the exercises are ordinary, and the three of them can rely on their own martial arts advantages to fight for a glimmer of life.

But now this ghost king is using the moves of the Qingxu Sect's own disciples, and the situation has suddenly become more severe.

Seeing that there was a wall of blood-colored flesh in front of him, Emperor Fengchi glanced at the two people beside him, his right hand became a blade, and he quickly mobilized the aura of heaven and earth on his side, and suddenly the electric snake danced in the palm of his right hand, the thunder flashed, and there were bursts of frost and cold, and the white jade street under the frozen feet was full of frost.

Purple electric blue cream!

The Emperor's Wind Bell blade slashed forward, and with a bang, the blood-colored light curtain seemed to be split open with a wound, and a large amount of blood immediately gushed out. The entire crack was scorched by lightning, and what was even more disgusting was that the air was filled with the smell of meat.

Ignoring this, Mo Chen yelled: "Rush out!"

But he slowed down, pulled out the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Sword with his left backhand, and called all over his body with qi and blood, and the dark clouds in the blood-colored sky suddenly surged, and there were continuous arc beats at the edge of the black clouds, and there was a sense of slaughter around Mo Chen's body in an instant.

He is condensing the Mixed Ape Gathering Thunder Palm to fight for more life for Yan Hao and Emperor Fengchime.

At the same time, Yan Hao also shouted: "Hurry up!", but his body turned around in the air, his hands clenched the long-handled heavy hammer, the hammer head pointed at the cloud smoke ghost claw, and then shouted angrily: "Demon ghosts!

These two people didn't care about their own dangers, thinking of themselves to resist the ghost king's cloud smoke and ghost claws.

Seeing this, Emperor Fengchime flew in the air with both hands, gathered the aura of heaven and earth and his palms, and slapped two palms on the chests of Mochen and Yan Hao.

Emperor Feng Chime had already entered the Spiritual Light Realm before the trial, but Mo Chen and Yan Hao had been standing upright, and at this time, the two of them were slapped on the chest by the palm wind, and they couldn't help but resist, and immediately flew out upside down.

Just after the two of them flew into the blood-colored flesh wall, the flesh wall began to squirm rapidly, and in a moment it healed like flesh and blood.

Before the blood-colored flesh wall was closed, Mo Chen and Yan Hao flew upside down in the air, and they could only watch as the two cloud smoke ghost claws shook it in and grabbed the emperor wind chime.

"Hmph!" the Ghost King snorted coldly, rushing straight into his head, echoing around like a bell.

In a few breaths, the two fell to the ground, and they sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and did not come back to their senses for a while.

I only heard Mo Chen cry out angrily: "No!

He immediately got up, condensed all his strength into his fists, and punched the flesh and blood light curtain, but it had no effect at all.

He was unwilling to punch a few more times, "Bang, bang, bang" Every time he punched, there was a strong wind howling, and the punch was agitated, but it still had no effect, and the punch was like a stone sinking into the sea, completely swallowed by flesh and blood.

"Brother Mo, let me come!" Behind him, Yan Hao roared angrily, his legs were tied to the horse, and he slammed on the ground, his hands clenched the handle of the heavy hammer, the blood and qi all over his body flowed rapidly, the clothes on his whole body bulged high, and his eyes, which were only slit, seemed to burst at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, bursts of green smoke came out from the hammer at the top of the long handle, and the whole body of the hammer turned red, trembling incessantly, and there was a scorching sound.

The black tooth inherits the martial arts, Tianluo Yan Hammer!

I only heard Yan Hao shouting: "Brother Mo dodge!", his hands smashed the ground with all his strength, and with a loud bang, a blazing flame rushed straight towards the flesh wall, flying sand and rocks and dust along the way, leaving a deep incandescent mark on the ground in an instant.

The next moment, the flame light collided with the flesh and blood.

Mo Chen only felt that the heavens and the earth were suffocated, and with a loud bang, the monstrous pillar of fire instantly rose to the sky like a volcanic eruption!

When the dust cleared, the sight became clear again, and the flesh seemed to have been hit hard, trembling and spurting blood, but it was still in front of the two, and in their constant wriggling, the wound was also constantly healing rapidly.

When he looked up, it was empty, and the originally magnificent city tower was actually smashed to pieces by this blow! Such a powerful martial art did not break the blood-colored flesh wall on this side, which shows the tenacity of this flesh wall.

Only then did they see that the flesh barrier had turned out to be in a semicircle, covering the ghost city.

"Damn!" Yan Hao slammed his fist to the ground, gasping for breath, and said angrily: "According to our strength, this flesh barrier can only be broken by thunder martial arts. ”