When the Ghost King said the word "half-demon", he reminded Liu Yanchang that combined with the various changes in his body, did he really become a half-human and half-dragon creature?

However, for this change, Liu Yanchang did not reject it in his heart. After all, they were born to accept the worship of the dragon, the dragon can be big and small, can rise and hide, the big is the clouds and spit the fog, the small is hidden and hidden, the rise is soaring between the universe, and the hidden is hidden in the waves.

If you can really cultivate "True Dragon Nine Changes" to the extreme and turn into a real dragon, it should not be weaker than the so-called Immortal Buddha.

The instantaneous change in mood added to Liu Yanchang's spirit of not admitting defeat, how could he die in the hands of a little ghost, otherwise wouldn't he become the most dragon in the world?

Liu Yanchang wielded the Falling Star Sword desperately, constantly adding new scars to the ghost's hands, and each scar would leave a silver marking. This kind of pure spiritual power has a natural cleansing effect on the ghost qi, and it is less at the beginning, and the ghost king can still suppress it, but with the collection of light spiritual qi.

The ghost hand he controlled became solemn instead, and he could even feel the ghost qi dissolving little by little, slowly collapsing.

The Servant Ghost King began to be a little anxious, his original intention was to entangle Yan Chixia with a large number of ghost things, and then solve Liu Yanchang as quickly as possible, and then use all his energy to compete with Yan Chixia. But it backfired, and when I took this first step, I encountered a difficult bone to gnaw.

The ghost service is not only to gather a large group of ghosts, to bully the widows with the crowd, and to make the ghost army fight for themselves. He can also wield some artifacts and the like, such as this Nether Ghost Claw that has not yet been cultivated, or a Powerful Ghost Skeleton.

The Servant Ghost King hid in the ghosts, and saw that the ghostly ghost claws condensed with the evil aura could not hurt Liu Yanchang, so he resorted to another trick - the powerful ghost skeleton. The Ghost Skeleton is different from the Nether Ghost Claw, its essence is physical rather than illusory, refined from the ashes of the tomb on the mass grave, and it is also a vicious evil weapon.

Suddenly, the huge ghost hand disappeared, and Liu Yanchang fell to the ground with a "poof". Before he could get up, he heard a piercing and shrill sound, like some kind of beast grinding its teeth, which made people upset and very uncomfortable.

Liu Yanchang looked up and saw an oversized skull tumbling along the ground, like a road roller running over, and its open mouth was like a portal. The teeth keep opening and closing, making a "crunch" sound. A faint blue flame burned in Bai Sensen's eye sockets, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

The ghost skeleton rolled around a foot or two feet away, and it didn't roll a few times before it was stuck in front of Liu Yanchang's eyes. Liu Yanchang had just escaped the oppression of the ghost claws, and before he had time to catch his breath, he hurriedly rolled to the side, but fortunately, the ghost skeleton was too large and inflexible, so he was sideways and dodged.

The skull crashed into the dilapidated house on the side of the street with a "boom", until the fence toppled and the house collapsed, and countless ghosts poured out of it.

Liu Yanchang used to think that everything he saw was illusory, but only then did he know that this ghost town was real for ghosts. And those lifeless-looking houses are their dwellings, but they are subject to the servant ghost king and cannot move freely.

Liu Yanchang saw that the ghosts gradually gathered, more and more, and secretly hated in his heart. This skull is enough for him to drink a pot, and now with so many helpers, he is afraid that he will be more than lucky today. can only pin his hopes on Yan Chixia, hoping that his swordsmanship can make achievements and break the ghost of the ghost king.

Although the ghosts have become more ferocious among the ghosts, fortunately, the sharpness of the Meteorite Sword has not changed, and it is still one sword in the face of ordinary ghosts. But in the face of thousands of troops alone, there will be a time when you will not be able to do so.

In the face of the surging tide of powerful ghosts, Liu Yanchang could only fight with his spirit, but his cultivation time was still short and his cultivation was limited. After such a long battle, his strength has long been overdrawn, and his body's reaction speed has gradually deteriorated.

Under the siege of countless ghosts, the skull rolled again, and Liu Yanchang had no time to take care of it, and was hit in the back by it. He felt as if his body had been slammed into by a mad bison, and his body flew out uncontrollably, and a sharp pain hit his back, and a mouthful of blood gushed out in an instant.

The ghost smelled the smell of blood, and instantly became even more crazy, and all of them lay on Liu Yanchang's body. In an instant, the taste of ten thousand ghosts devouring the heart was even more painful than the torture in the eighteenth layer of hell.

At the same time, the cold ghost qi also drilled into his body along the wound, and in the face of such a majestic yin qi, the little aura that Liu Yanchang cultivated was like a drop in the ocean. As the body gradually stiffened, "Nine Changes of the True Dragon" ran wildly, wanting to occupy the dominance of the body again, but how is it different from a mayfly shaking a tree?

Out of the corner of his eye, I saw the skull open its big black mouth, thinking about his body pounced, was he going to end so sadly?

Liu Yanchang's consciousness was lost little by little, and thinking back on everything he had experienced, it was like a dream, wonderful and illusory.

Suddenly, Liu Yanchang felt a warmth on his body, and seemed to have some consciousness again. It was as if the warm sun of Sanchun was sprinkled down, making him want to sleep comfortably.

"Liu Gongzi, you can't sleep, wake up!"

A familiar voice sounded in his ears, and Liu Yanchang subconsciously thought, who is this person? The voice seemed to be somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. Forget it, it doesn't matter who he is, it's better to get some sleep now!

"Liu Gongzi, wake up quickly, the old man won't last long!"

"Decayed, I remember that there was an old man with a white beard who seemed to like to call himself decayed!" Liu Yanchang seemed to be a little more interested, wanting to open his eyes and see what the "old man with a white beard" looked like.

Liu Yanchang struggled and worked hard, and his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. No matter how hard he tried, he was still in the dark, and no one liked this feeling of darkness, but it inspired Liu Yanchang's determination to survive.

"Liu Gongzi, you can be regarded as awake!"

Liu Yanchang gasped heavily, the feeling of seeing the light of day again was really great, and he wanted to shout to express his mood at this moment. What I saw was a seal that exuded a yellow shimmer, and Liao Huai'an with a surprised face.

Liu Yanchang escaped death, both excited and excited: "Lao Liao, it turned out to be you, thank you for saving your life!"

"Don't say thank you, hurry up and get rid of these little ghosts, I can't hold this old bone!" Liao Huai'an reluctantly sacrificed the land god seal on the top of his head, and countless ghosts howled, but he didn't dare to approach the area shrouded in divine light. But the ghost skeleton is not a ghost body, it is not afraid at all, and it hits the light mask one by one.

Every time it hit, the yellow light on the divine seal dimmed a little, and by now, it was basically on the verge of extinction.

What Liao Huai'an can take out his hand is the Land God Seal, and seeing that the trick is about to be broken, no wonder he is so anxious.

"This skeleton has a rough scalp and thick flesh, and although my Meteorite Sword is sharp, it only hurts its fur!" Liu Yanchang recalled the scene where the Meteorite Sword slashed at the skull before, but it was just a splash of sparks, leaving some shallow sword marks.

Liao Huai'an said, "Have you seen the ghost fire inside the skeleton?"

Liu Yanchang nodded, the faint blue flame glowed with green light, and it looked very evil.

"That ghost fire is the core of the Mighty Ghost Skeleton, as long as it is extinguished, this skeleton will not be controlled by the Servant Ghost King!"