"People and ghosts have different paths, you are originally a lonely ghost, how can your nonsense make people believe it. Wang Jing said sarcastically while thinking about countermeasures. Since the Ghost King didn't dare to break this Soul Gathering Bowl, he was safe for the time being, and he only hoped that the dawn would come early and the sun would come out sooner.

Wang Jing also has an ancient magic weapon in his hand, he doesn't want to take it out for the sake of the future, this kind of alchemy magic weapon can improve the yield of alchemy and the quality of the pill, and he will have to rely on alchemy to improve his cultivation in the future, in case the source is released and is crushed by the sword of the ghost king, he has no place to cry.

After all, Danding has the breath of fire attributes, and ghosts are the most disgusting, unlike the Soul Gathering Bowl, which is a must-have thing for the Ghost King, and every attack is measured. Danding made a move, and it was bound to be smashed mercilessly by the Ghost King.

Now at the bottom of the final pressure box is the first-level demon beast Shura Spider, the God and Demon Heart Flame that is still in the weak stage, and a Soul Shattering Bow that has caused it to suffer serious damage.

Thinking of the Soul Shattering Bow, Wang Jing's heart lit up, he had already used this magic weapon refined by ancient power, and the consumed divine thoughts could be controlled by himself, and they could be activated when they reached the minimum requirements, and there was no upper limit to the attached divine thoughts. In the past, using this bow to kill the disciples of the Qi Refining Period was an instant kill, but now with his early Jindan Divine Thoughts, he should exert more powerful power, even if he can't kill the Ghost King on the spot, he should be able to retreat from the difficulty.

Thinking about this, Wang Jing frantically poured a few sips of spiritual wine to keep the mana in his body always full, and then sent the main primordial god and the sub-primordial god into the Heavenly Demon Ring in turn to restore the power of the primordial god at a speed of ten times.

Wang Jing's side had just fallen silent, but Zhen Mei'er's side closed the ban on the Big Winged Jinpeng, exposing it to the aura of the Yin Spirit, and removed the ban on the red light that shrouded his body. At this time, through the observation mirror in the hall, she found Wang Jing hiding in the soul bowl in embarrassment, but she was afraid that he was already seriously injured at this time and had no strength to fight. Thinking of the oath he had said that he would never live alone, his pretty face was gloomy for a while, and fighting and dying together was better than the ghost king breaking each one and killing them separately.

Although Zhen Mei'er used to be a cultivator in the late stage of Jindan, her mana has only just recovered to the tenth layer of qi refining, and her divine thoughts have only recovered to the early stage of foundation building, and many powerful means of the Jindan stage cannot be used. For today's plan, only by blowing up some magic weapons can kill the ghost king, it is the best, and if he can't kill him, he will suffer more damage, which can be regarded as avenging his wife and his wife in advance.

When Zhen Mei'er walked out of Jinpeng, the nepotism fluttered in the wind, revealing snow-white calves and a beautiful figure, which made the angry ghost king instantly amazed and forgot that it was a battlefield now, and the raised giant sword was slowly put down, and his face showed a flattering smile.

Zhen Mei'er got this opportunity, naturally she would not be soft, the jade finger of her right hand was a little on her head, and a golden phoenix on her bun flew out on its own, growing in the wind, turning into a giant golden phoenix more than ten zhang long, and flying towards the ghost king with a dreamlike color. At the same time, her hands flew like snowflakes, and one after another spells were struck, turning into countless golden runes hidden in the void, and in a few breaths, they turned into a sea of flowers in the sky, enveloping the ghost king in it.

The petals in the sea of flowers floated like snowflakes one by one, sticking to the ghost king's body, exuding an intoxicating fragrance that made him breathe rapidly. The petals that stuck to the ghost king's body sank under his skin in a few breaths, and then countless petals flew in. As countless petals fell, the ghost king felt that his body gradually became heavy, and the giant sword in his hand fell to the ground because he couldn't hold it, making a loud "dang long" sound, pulling the ghost king out of the illusion.

The Ghost King immediately snorted coldly, blew out a breath of eerie ghostly energy, and blew all the petals away without a trace. As soon as the illusion was broken, Zhen Meier was devoured by divine thoughts, and a touch of red flowed from the corner of her mouth. She endured the pain of her divine thoughts, her hands were like flowers, and the giant golden phoenix teleported, slamming into the ghost king's head.

The ghost king broke free from the illusion and palpitated, and as soon as he moved a few feet, Jin Feng hit the center of his eyebrows, and he only had time to roar, and the two black horns on his head suddenly drilled out two black lightning bolts, resisting Jin Feng head-on. The giant golden phoenix was surrounded by black lightning, and the golden light dimmed a little.

Zhen Mei'er hurriedly spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, her hands flew over, the golden light on Jin Feng's body shone brightly, and the black lightning disappeared without a trace. Jin Feng only shook slightly, and then crashed into the ghost king's black giant horn with lightning speed, making a loud bang, the black giant horn broke in response, and the broken giant horn turned into a stream of green smoke and dissipated in the air, and the surrounding yin spirit qi became a little thicker.

Thinking that the giant horn was broken, the ghost king suffered a heavy blow, and the ghost king under the rage laughed slyly, and the surrounding yin spirit qi was churning, and they all rushed towards Zhen Mei'er. Then the Ghost King stretched out his hand, held the giant sword that fell to the ground in his hand, and teleported towards Zhen Meier.

Zhen Mei'er's mana was low at this time, and her divine thoughts were damaged, so she naturally couldn't release her magic move. I saw that his jade hand flipped over, and a three-foot-long silver crossbow with cold light and glittering appeared in his hand, shooting wildly at the ghost king. The Ghost King was caught off guard, and was shot by three silver crossbow arrows about a foot long, and his huge body flew in the air non-stop, and his body was half a little smaller in a few breaths.

After repeated battles, the realm of the Ghost King also descended to the early realm of the Ghost King, but with the replenishment of the inexhaustible Yin Soul Qi around him, it would not take long to recover as before.

Zhen Mei'er's face turned pale, and she hurriedly swallowed the spirit pill condensed by scattered gong, and replenished the empty mana in time. Then he stretched out his hand and pointed at the ghost king, and the two skirts of his hand turned into two giant pythons and wrapped around the ghost king. The Ghost King opened his mouth and sucked it in suddenly, and countless Yin Soul Qi was swallowed into his abdomen, and he burped, and his breath returned to the middle stage of the Ghost King. Then his figure flashed, dodging the entanglement of the giant python, raising the giant sword in his hand, and slashing towards the giant golden phoenix that continued to fall petals.

Jin Feng is Zhen Mei'er's natal illusion magic weapon, with her current cultivation barely mobilized the power of one-twelfth, just now she cast a few breaths of Luoying colorful illusion, her own mind was greatly damaged, and it was no longer able to control Jin Feng. I saw the giant sword slash on the golden phoenix, making a crisp "click" sound, and the golden phoenix split into two, quickly turning into two bodies of five inches, falling from the air.

The golden phoenix has been shattered, the Luoying Colorful Secret Technique has failed, and the petals flying in the sky have disappeared immediately, and the ghost king feels a lightness on his body, and he laughs proudly, disdainful of the two giant pythons that took the opportunity to wrap around his body.

When the golden phoenix was shattered, Zhen Mei'er was connected with her heart, and under the backlash of her divine thoughts, her qi and blood surged, and she couldn't control it, so she spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and the white clothes on her chest fell red. Zhen Mei'er's pretty face became extremely pale, her spirit also calmed down, her whole body was sore, and even the two crony magic weapons that had been wrapped around the ghost king's body were powerless to control his actions to continue to restrain the ghost king.