The ghost lord's eyes finally changed, from the initial impatience, to become solemn and serious.

It was shocked to find that the kid in front of it was no longer the weak monk it knew could be slapped to death with one palm. Before this kid knew it, his strength had actually caught up, and he even had the strength to challenge it. In such a short period of time, the strength has skyrocketed so fast that it is unbelievable.

"Kill him!,Kill him!",

The Corpse King escaped from the battlefield and returned to the skeleton warship, but was not killed by Ye Qin's thunder sword. It was frightened, escaped death, pointed at Ye Qin, and shouted at the angry Yuanying monks. Ye Qin's thunder sword just now was aimed at that group of ghost cultivators, if it and the skeleton general hadn't fled quickly when they saw the situation, they were only afraid that those who were already dead could not die anymore at this moment, how could they swallow this breath.

"Fuck off, a bunch of garbage!",

The ghost lord roared, and swept over with a sharp ghost wind with one palm, knocking the corpse king hundreds of feet away.

The corpse king slammed into the deck, was stunned, covered the beaten zombie face, lowered his head, and didn't dare to say anything more.

The ghost cultivators were preparing to respond to the Corpse King, and they were suddenly silent, shocked by the anger of the Ghost Lord.

Ghost Gui turned his head and looked at Ye Qin coldly.

In the East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, except for the Holy Emperor, it has not really served anyone. Even if it is an old monster who hates the mountain, if he really wants to fight hard, he may not be its opponent. There are not many people who dare to challenge it. Ye Qin was able to destroy seven or eight Yuan Infant Ghost Cultivators in one fell swoop, and he undoubtedly had the strength and qualifications to fight with it.

The ghost lord has some respect for such a powerful opponent.

"Let me see how strong you are!",

The ghost master didn't say much, and the two claws controlled the devil cry and the wolf howl, two small supernatural ghost weapons, and there were flowers floating on the ghost weapons. Jumping at the bow of the ship, he instantly rushed out of the skeleton warship, turning into an incomparably black flame light, and shot straight at Ye Chun, who was driving the Bagang Sword Formation in front of him.

Devil May Cry turned into a white sword, densely covered with hundreds of holes and bones, and in each hole there was a fierce soul. The wolf howled, turned into a giant wolf head of hundreds of zhang, and pounced towards Ye Qin with a whining and wailing sound. Within a period of dozens of miles, thousands of ghosts cried together, and the ghost qi gushed out, which was breathtaking.

"Bloodthirsty Entanglement!",

Ye Qin was unmoved by the sound of ten thousand ghosts crying together, and with a wave of his right hand, there was a strong blood-colored seed in his palm, hitting the ghost master who rushed over. The blood-colored seed turned into a blood light and hit the ghost lord head-on.

The ghost lord saw the blood ray, and did not dodge or dodge, allowing the blood-devouring demon vine seed to "snap" and hit its body.

The blood-devouring demon vine immediately wrapped around the ghost master's body for a long time, burrowing into the ghost lord's black robe, trying to absorb the flesh and blood, and entwined the ghost lord to death. However, it didn't absorb anything, and the strong corpse breath made it languish. The Immortal Flame Ghost Fire was contaminated with the Blood-Devouring Demon Vine, and the Blood-Devouring Demon Vine was quickly burned into a piece of dead vine ash by the Immortal Fire before it could exert its might.

The blood-devouring demon vine that made the demon cultivators change their complexion in the demon realm had almost no effect on the ghost master.

"This master has already seen the blood-devouring demon vine, and this demon vine is good. It's a pity that I used it to deal with the master!", the ghost lord's right claw tore off the blood-devouring demon vine wrapped around his body, and said in a sarcastic tone.

"Really!",

Ye Qin's indifferent voice came. He pointed at the Chenming Thunder Sword with his hand, and the furious thunder and lightning had already slashed towards the head of the ghost lord.

"Devil May Cry, go!",

The ghost lord is not comparable to the ordinary ghost cultivators of those desolate spirit islands, and the little supernatural level Devil May Cry Sword Chaochen Ming Lei Ze Sword blocked it.

Although the Devil May Cry Sword was a minor god level, after a long period of refining of the thirteenth-order god-level Dark Fire, its quality had been greatly improved, and even the thunder and lightning of the Great Heavenly Tribulation were fearless and could not hurt it.

Rumble!

The two flying swords of the small supernatural power level shook a hard blow in mid-air.

Chenming Lei Ze's sword burst out with a large cloud of thunder, illuminating the entire cloudy sky. But the Devil May Cry Sword ** produced a dark flame, this light and almost empty dark flame, swallowed those terrible thunderbolts, and returned to darkness.

The two flying swords were entwined in mid-air and fought fiercely, and it was difficult to distinguish between them.

Ye Qin's almost ethereal gaze revealed a different color.

This Chenming Lei Ze Sword is a small god-level flying sword with the most powerful attack in his hand, and it is a thunder attribute, which specializes in restraining ghost cultivation. Dealing with ordinary Yuan Infant Ghost Cultivation is almost an instant kill, but it is not very good for the ghost master.

"Boy, your thunder sword can't help the master, see what other skills you have to fight with the master!",

The ghost lord roared.

Its other small supernatural level ghost weapon wolf howled, opened its bloody mouth, and had already rushed towards Ye Qin.

"Frozen Field!",

Ye Qin stepped back and snorted softly. Holding the magic trick in his hand, he pointed at it from afar, and a small magic power of the ice sword blasted out. He has eight small supernatural flying swords, and there are many means.

"Quack, click!",

The hundreds of zhang space where the wolf howl ghost weapon was located was instantly completely frozen by layers of incomparably hard ice crystals.

This ghost artifact is almost frozen.

The wolf howler rushed violently left and right, trying to break the ice crystals.

The wolf howl ghost weapon also has a dark flame on it, but the dark flame belongs to yin fire, not yang fire. Ghost fire does not melt thick layers of ice. It can only rely on constant impact to break through the ice. It would take at least a dozen bombardments before it could rush in through the ice.

"Damn, you can actually use ice magic spells!",

The ghost lord cursed secretly. It was only a few miles away from Ye Qin at the moment, and as soon as its withered palm flipped over, a dark flame appeared in its palm, and it suddenly slapped forward, and this dark flame shot directly towards Ye Qin.

"Space Teared!",

Ye Qin reacted extremely quickly, and immediately controlled the Three Green Colored Winged Sword, slashing towards the rapidly approaching Immortal Void.

Bang!

The exquisite and gorgeous Three-Blue Colored Winged Sword unleashed a storm blade of extreme speed, and this storm blade was so powerful that it tore a spatial crack of about a foot in the sky.

The one-foot-long spatial crack was not biased, and it just swallowed the flame that shot into it, and then the spatial crack disappeared.

Ye Koo's calculations were very accurate.

The powerful and terrifying flame then disappeared without a trace between heaven and earth, and disappeared without a trace.

It's just that he has been casting small magic spells one after another, and Ye Chun has suffered a great loss. If it weren't for the fact that he was already an eighth-level cultivator, I am afraid that he would have to run out of mana before he could cast a few spells.

"Spatial rift, how can you even release a wind-based supernatural spell?!",

Seeing this, the ghost lord was stunned for a moment, and almost screamed in frustration.

This kid's little supernatural level spells are one after another, making it twist ten times. It has yet to encounter a primordial monk who can cast various different spells of ice, wind, and thunder at the same time. This kind of play makes it feel very uncomfortable. What's even more uncomfortable is that each of its Immortal Flames is very valuable, and it takes a lot of effort to refine it. In a short period of time, the Flame of the Underworld cannot be replenished, and with one flower, there will be one less.

Ye Qin ignored the ghost master's wild screams, and slammed over one by one with small magical spells.

A cyan brilliance, a black shadow, staggered rapidly in the sky between the Great-Wing Warship and the Skeleton Warship.

Looking at this situation, for a while, there is no way to distinguish a victory or defeat.

The ghost cultivators on the skeleton warship were dizzy and dizzy, and their hearts were in turmoil.

On the big wing warship, Huangfu Bing'er was very nervous. Ye Chunyuanying has the Eight Gang Sword Formation on the eighth floor, and he will not fall behind in the face of the ghost master. What worries her is that there are many Yuan Infant Ghost Cultivators on the skeleton warship, if they don't want to fight in a group, I'm afraid the situation will not be good.

The ghost master personally cleaned up Ye Qin, and in the fierce battle between it and Ye Qin, the Yuan Infant Ghost Cultivators did not dare to intervene, so as not to attract the nameless anger of the ghost master.

But they can't just look at it.

If everything is done by the ghost lord himself, why do you want these subordinates to do it!

"Don't be stunned, let's blow up that big-winged warship! Aren't there still his accomplices on that ship?

The corpse king hated and hated the sharp way, and this evil breath has not been avenged.

"He's going to the Southern Demon Continent and destroy the warship, see how he gets to the Southern Demon!

The Skeleton General muffled in agreement.

"Then let's do it!",

Under the instigation of the two ghosts, many Yuanying monks clamored, and no one objected.

The skeleton warship began to adjust its direction, bypassing the sky and sea where the ghost lord and Ye Qin were fighting, and approaching the Great Wing warship from the side. The skeleton warship is 2,000 zhang long, and the large-wing warship is longer than 300 zhang, like a big mountain arrogant to a small earth mountain, and it is not a level warship at all. If two warships are bombarded against each other, there is no suspense about the result.

There were hundreds of bone cannons on one side of the skeleton ship, and ten of them began to charge.

In the depths of the cannon hole, a black light gradually appeared, filled with a thick corpse gas.

This is the ghost cannon.

Huangfu Bing'er's face changed drastically, with the strength of the skeleton battleship's cannons, the big wing warship was afraid that it would not be able to withstand many cannons, and it would be completely destroyed.

"Sister Bing'er, what should we do now?"

Bai Xiu'er stood anxiously beside her.

Huangfu Bing'er shook her head gloomily. The confrontation between the warships was beyond her alone.

She had already asked the puppet in the ship to control the large-wing warship and began to adjust its direction, flexibly and quickly changing its flight path in a zigzag way. The Winged Warship may be able to dodge some of the bombardment with its nimble flight. However, if the enemy's shelling is intensive, this method may not be of much effect.

The ten light psionic cannons of the Great Wing Warship have also been charged, and they are more than capable of dealing with a primordial infant ghost. But in the face of the thick deck defense of that giant skeleton battleship, I am afraid that hundreds of cannons will not be able to destroy the giant skeleton battleship.

Huangfu Bing'er had almost no hope for the power of the ten light psionic cannons of the Great Wing Warship.

"The East China Sea Immortal Cultivation Realm, how can there be so many ghost cultivators? Ghost cultivators are in the Western Shadow Continent, so it's easier to cultivate. Why didn't they go to the Western Continent?"

A slight woman's soft voice came from behind the Huangfu.

"Qingqiu senior, there have been many monks killed in the East China Sea recently, and the number of ghost cultivators has also increased significantly. As for why he stayed in the East China Sea, it is not clear. ”

Huangfu Bing'er suddenly turned around, and saw the nine-tailed spirit fox demon Saint Qingqiu Li, who was already standing on the bow of the boat at some point. (To be continued.)