"Useless waste. Sawan Suxi didn't have any dead fish eyes, staring coldly at Lan Sangkun who was desperately calling for help below, and didn't want to help.

But on the one hand, Lan Sangkun has a special identity, not only a disciple of Sawan Suxi, but also a descendant of a powerful tycoon in the Thai military.

On the other hand, the imp of Sawan Susi was seriously injured by the cardinal in Jerusalem, although he later slaughtered the village and used 500 souls to temporarily maintain the spirit body, but it could not last long, if he devoured the soul of the Eastern monk, then the imp could not only recover from his injuries, but also go one step further and become a ghost general, and his power was doubled and immortalized.

Sawan Susi opened the sealing rune paper above the clay pot, and a thick black mist floated out of the clay pot, and there was an illusory toddler eating in the black mist, the toddler was three years old, but it looked very strange, and the limbs had nails as sharp as beasts, his eyes were red, two curved fangs stretched out of his mouth, and there was a bloodshot at the corner of his mouth, and he was grasping a human heart at the moment, bowing his head and gnawing violently.

"Son, are you better?" asked Sawan Susi softly as he seemed to a kind father.

"Roar!" the strange imp, throwing the heart in his hand as if seeing more delicious food, waved his claws, and rushed towards Sawan Susi at great speed.

"Alas, there is still no spiritual intelligence, but I hope that after being promoted to a ghost general, we can restart spiritual intelligence, and our father and son can meet again. ”

Sawan Susi sighed, took out a small flag with a grimace from his arms, waved it a few times, and said, "In the name of my father, I ordered you to devour the Eastern monks in the boxing arena." ”

The ghost-faced flag was the magic weapon that controlled the little ghost, and with the command of Sawan Suxi, the little ghost's scarlet tongue licked his lower lip, and then turned into nothingness, and quietly flew towards Ge Dazhuang in the boxing ring.

"Someone is casting a spell, so weird spiritual power fluctuations, it is full of killing and death, no, that evil spiritual power fluctuation is rushing towards Da Zhuang. When Sawan Suxi cast a spell to control the attack of the little ghost, Chen Jianghong in the No. 11 box stood up abruptly and looked outside with a solemn expression.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" asked the thin monkey and the others.

Lin Leopard also stood up, he was an immortal cultivator at the first level of Qi refining, although he couldn't cast the immortal method yet, but he keenly sensed that the surroundings were unusual.

"Heavenly Eye Technique!" After sensing that someone was casting a spell on Ge Dazhuang, Chen Jianghong mobilized his spiritual power to gather his eyes, his eyes sparkled, and when he looked again, he clearly saw the little ghost with his teeth and claws.

The little ghost was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared beside Ge Dazhuang, and the little ghost's fingernails swelled violently, flashing with the cold light of metal, and slashed towards Ge Dazhuang's neck.

Ge Dazhuang frowned, he could sense that the air around him seemed to suddenly have a cold aura, but when he looked at it, he couldn't see anything.

Suddenly, Ge Dazhuang felt a layer of goosebumps on the skin on his neck, and his hairs stood up, Ge Dazhuang felt an unprecedented life and death crisis, as if a sharp knife was slashing at his neck.

Ge Dazhuang couldn't take care of Lan Sangkun anymore, an iron plate bridge was about to dodge the little ghost's claws, the little ghost let out a sneer, and his arms suddenly became a big lengthening, seeing that Ge Dazhuang's head was about to be cut off.

"Whew!" a khaki shield suddenly popped out of Ge Dazhuang's chest.

As soon as the imp touched the shield, it was bounced away from afar, and at the same time, under the earthy yellow light of the shield, the originally ethereal imp also revealed his body.

Protected by the defensive spirit talisman, Ge Dazhuang breathed a sigh of relief, and after experiencing the line of life and death just now, Ge Dazhuang found that his back was completely soaked.

The audience in the Demon City Stadium couldn't see the little ghost, and when they saw that Ge Dazhuang was about to win, their bodies suddenly leaned back strangely, and just when everyone couldn't understand why Ge Dazhuang did this, a big earthy yellow ball suddenly flashed on Ge Dazhuang's body, and in that earthy yellow light, there was a strange little ghost floating in the air.

"Oh my god, what is that, is that an artifact used by the gods? What is that child? A devil from hell?" A white Western man, stunned as he looked at the ball of light in the boxing ring, nodded on his forehead, heart, left shoulder, and right shoulder, and then clenched his hands into fists, and prayed sincerely: "For the Father, and the Son, and in the name of God." Amen. ”

"Is Tai Chi Xia an immortal? No wonder it is so powerful, that earthy yellow light mask must be a legendary magic weapon. A young man in China is a fan of Xianxia, and at this moment he danced excitedly, and read incoherently: "There are really immortals in this world, haha, my pursuit is right, I just want to cultivate immortals and ask, and I will worship Ge Dazhuang as a master no matter what, and let him take me to cultivate immortals." ”

"I think this is the latest technological weapon, it's so cool, I don't know if it's sold on Taobao, if there is, I have to buy one for how much. A fashionably dressed young man exclaimed excitedly.

The audience in the Modu Stadium took out their mobile phones one after another to shoot this shocking scene.

An old monk holding a purple gold bowl in the Demon Capital Gymnasium looked at the shield on Ge Dazhuang's body, was slightly stunned, and said to himself: "I didn't expect Ge Dazhuang to be an immortal cultivator, and he actually has a defensive spirit rune, strange, aren't all immortal cultivators on the earth in the Cave Heaven Blessed Land? Who is Ge Dazhuang's teacher, why don't he go back to the Cave Heaven Blessed Land with the sect, could it be that he has cultivated to the first level of Qi refining in the outside world where the spiritual energy is thin, then his qualifications must be very good, and he is an immortal cultivation genius." ”

"Oh no, Ge Dazhuang revealed the immortal method in front of mortals, and he had to quickly block the flow of news. ”

The old monk took out a silver-white mobile phone and dialed a special department: "Notify the relevant departments, release the R-rays, completely destroy all the communication equipment in the Modu Gymnasium, and absolutely not let the video data of what happened today, and at the same time send an armed police force to block the scene and maintain order." ”

The old monk put down his mobile phone, holding the purple gold bowl and was ready to rush up to subdue the demons, he saw that Ge Dazhuang only had a cultivation of the first layer of qi refining, and he didn't understand the immortal method, he was not the opponent of the little ghost at all, and now he could temporarily hold on for a moment with the protective spirit rune, and when the spiritual power of the spirit rune was exhausted, Ge Dazhuang would be in danger.

But before the old monk rushed forward, a roar like thunder sounded in the sky: "Evil animal, dare to hurt my disciples, look for death!"

"Wind blade slash three times in a row!" Chen Jianghong urged his spiritual power, pinched the trick with his right hand, and pointed sharply.

Three half-human-high wind blades appeared out of thin air, as fast as meteors, with the whistling sound of the air and slashed towards the hands and head of the little ghost, the little ghost sensed the crisis, gave up attacking Ge Dazhuang, the head completely shrunk into the chest, dodged the wind blade that slashed at the head, waved his hands, and ten long nails, like ten sharp blades, slashed towards the other two wind blades.

"Boom!" the nails and the wind blade collided together, striking a string of sparks, making a clear sound of metal clashing.