The incarnation of the divine consciousness of the eight ghost kings is a half-step golden pill level, but the magic skills they can possess are several times stronger than these monsters. 23us. fastest

One monster after another fell to the ground, the death was extremely terrifying, Rao is thousands of elites, and there was also a trace of fear in his heart, not to mention the members who participated in the selection of the son of the barbarian god, not to mention the pale faces of all of them, some of them had cold backs, and even worse, their legs trembled and they fell to the ground.

Although the faces of the three high priests were extremely ugly, there was no panic in their eyes, as if they expected this to be the case.

"It seems that the Barbarian Diagram will be used in the end......" The Blood Barbarian High Priest looked at the rift in the Xuanguang Curtain, and there was an indescribable sadness in his tone.

The Thunder Barbarian High Priest was silent, looked at the barbarian map in the sky, and his eyes showed that he was not dry, and the thunder around him continued to make a 'zizi' sound.

"Savage Map...... There are only the last times of use left. The fire barbarian phantom behind the fire barbarian high priest stopped spitting dark red flames, his hands hung down to his sides, and the fire barbarian high priest looked in a certain direction, "Moreover, the people of Ailao Mountain have arrived, let the thousand elites retreat to the front of the barbarian temple, since the people of Ailao Mountain have received the benefits of my ancient barbarian clan, they will always take action." ”

The High Priest of the Blood Barbarian Yu also felt something at this time, his eyes looked at the sky in the distance, and nodded.

"The thousand elites and the personnel of each department retreated to the front of the barbarian temple, lined up and watched, quickly!" The voice of the blood barbarian high priest came out, and the thousand elites and the personnel of each department were ordered to retreat backwards and quickly retreat to the front of the gate of the barbarian temple.

Fang Cun was overjoyed when he heard this, but his face remained unchanged, and he rushed to the door of the barbarian temple in the crowd, and when he turned around, he found that the Xuanguang Curtain had become full of holes, and there was a whistling sound in the sky, and a black dot the size of a grain of rice appeared in the sky.

"That's ......" Fang Cun frowned, then retracted his gaze, and rushed towards the door of the Barbarian Divine Temple, as the Barbarian Temple approached, Fang Cun felt a vast and vicissitudes of life like a desolate ancient aura rushing towards his face.

The barbarian temple gradually became clear in the eyes of Fang Cun, four or five hundred zhang wide on the left and right, nearly two hundred zhang high, the establishment is very simple and atmospheric, whether it is the wall or the tiles are all black, revealing a solemn and solemn.

The barbarian temple was shrouded in a faint yellow light, and Fang Cun could feel that this light was the same as the light emitted by the blue falling wood.

Fang Cun was in the crowd, stepping into the light, and at the same time, the black dots on the horizon quickly became larger, and after a few breaths, a house that looked like a secular prison appeared on the side of the wild map.

At this time, the Xuanguang Curtain could no longer trap the eight ghost kings, and with a bang, it shattered, and the wild picture flashed, turning into three streamers and flying into the arms of the three high priests and disappeared.

"Hey, it's actually ghostly, and it's so rich, it's really unexpected. A very crisp voice sounded from the cell, and the cell slowly fell, and three figures walked out.

At the same time, the eight ghost kings gathered the monstrous ghost qi around their bodies, and looked at each other with solemn eyes.

Of the three people who walked out of the cell, the first one turned out to be a beautiful woman, wearing a long red dress, and Fang Cai's words came from the mouth of this woman.

The other two had extremely ugly faces, one with a thin and long neck, and the other with a huge head, twice the size of ordinary people.

It is clear that this woman is the head of three people.

The faces of the eight ghost kings changed at the same time, and they looked at this woman with extremely heavy expressions.

Fang Cun people are not very far from the confrontation place at this time, only more than thirty zhang, so you can see the situation in the field clearly, when he saw the three of them, he was slightly stunned, the woman was as beautiful as a flower, but the two men were ugly, the three of them stood together, how did they feel a little weird.

When the Blood Barbarian High Priest saw this woman, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said, "I didn't expect it to be the Nine Prison Daoists who came in person, it's really my ancient barbarian's luck, now I'm relieved." ”

When the Lei Man and the Fire Barbarian High Priest saw this woman, their faces changed at the same time, and their eyes became very jealous.

The woman from the Nine Prisons smiled slightly, and instead set her eyes on the eight ghost kings, her eyes flowed, and after observing it, a touch of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

"It's a pity that it's just the incarnation of divine consciousness. ”

The body occupied by the Huangquan Ghost King was a middle-aged man from the Haotian Sword Sect, and the words spoken by the Blood Barbarian High Priest did not have the divine power of transmitting sound with divine sense, so he heard it extremely clearly, and also guessed something, and at this moment he took a few steps forward and said in a deep voice: "This Nine Prison Daoist, why let yourself be in danger for the sake of outsiders, as long as the Nine Prison Daoist can withdraw from this battle, we will definitely have a lot of treasures to thank each other." ”

The woman in the Nine Prisons smiled lightly when she heard this, and even the two ugly-looking men behind her let out a hoarse smile, as if they had heard something most ridiculous.

"If you weren't the incarnation of divine consciousness, the boss might still let you go, but you are the incarnation of the divine consciousness of the ghost king, and your ghost qi has almost reached seventy percent of the true body, such a strong ghost qi, this is a great supplement for our Ailao Mountain, how can I let you go." ”

The man with a slender neck and a thin voice said hehe.

"Such a strong ghost aura, I haven't tasted it since I was assigned from above, boss, come on. The man with the huge head rubbed his hands, and his upper body suddenly lit up with a black and yellow light.

Huang Quan and the other eight ghost kings' faces sank when they heard this, and the ghost king of Youluo spoke directly: "Do you think that just one Jindan stage Great Perfection monk will definitely eat us?"

"Otherwise, it's just a few ghost king divine consciousness incarnations, even if it's eight ghost kings, what can the little girl even kill the ghost cultivators of the ghost infant realm, giggle~"

Nine Prisons smiled like a flower, the light in his hand flashed, and a simple and strange candle appeared in his hand.

"Who are you?!" The Huangquan Ghost King's face changed drastically, and he shouted directly, and the other seven ghost kings heard this, and looked at the candle lamp in the hands of the Nine Prisons, and their faces became ugly.

"I actually recognize the ghost lamp! It seems that there is some origin, boss, do you want to catch it?!" The ugly man with the thin neck flashed with surprise in his eyes, glanced at the Huangquan Ghost King with interest, and then looked at the Nine Prisons and asked.

The red dress of the Nine Prisons was red, and she walked gracefully, and her fingers were as white as mutton fat and jade, holding the ancient candle lamp.

The ghost lamp looked very old, full of mottled patina, and the lamp oil was very small, but a third of it, but it was a crimson color, and a very small ape-like beast lay at the wick of the candle.