"How can this fire gourd be in your hands, are you from the Fire Spirit Sect?" the thin man dressed as a scribe in green clothes asked Wang Lin in surprise.

Wang Lin was stunned by his question, and suddenly a chill passed through his heart, "It's not good, this gourd has not appeared in its true body for thousands of years, how could he know, and he can tell the history at a glance." Oh my God, this can't be the old monster of a thousand years ago!" After searching for some memory, the image of a demon coincided with the person in front of him, and his hairs immediately stood on end.

"Are you the ghost king of Tsing Yi?" Wang Lin asked with a look of disbelief and confusion.

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that after thousands of years, there are still people who can remember this king. After saying that, the man dressed as a scribe burst into laughter, hahaha

Hearing his answer, Wang Lin's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, "It's a bad dish, how can you provoke this super devil?"

The Ghost King of Tsing Yi was one of the four demon kings of demon cultivation thousands of years ago, in the era when good and evil were fighting, there were countless righteous path masters who died under his yin wind ghost curtain and ghost claws, and the ghost king practiced into a phaseless ghost body, and ordinary magic weapons were difficult to hurt.

According to Ling Tiandao's memory analysis, weren't the four demon kings ambushed by the righteous path? Didn't they catch him? How could he appear here? A series of question marks appeared in Wang Lin's mind.

At this time, Wang Lin was really stunned on the spot, if there was no memory, Wang Lin would have tried to fight when he saw the appearance of the other party, but the ghost king in his memory was already a monk in the god transformation period thousands of years ago, and Wang Lin was in the middle stage of qi training, and the difference in combat effectiveness between the two was not a star and a half, which caught up with the disparity between rifles and intercontinental missiles.

The Ghost King in Tsing Yi suppressed his smile and asked Wang Lin in a deep voice with a solemn expression, "You haven't answered this king's question yet, are you a disciple of the Fire Spirit Sect?"

"So what?" Wang Lin's expression was straight, his eyes looked at him directly, since he knew that it was this old monster, Wang Lin simply became desperate, not afraid.

"How can there be any remnants of the Fire Spirit Sect, so my Lord Demon Emperor has also been ambushed by you, where is my Lord Demon Emperor now?" asked the Tsing Yi Ghost King in a deep voice with a look of disbelief.

"Why should I answer you?" Wang Lin replied disdainfully, and verified what he thought just now, the Ghost King in Tsing Yi didn't know that the Fire Spirit Sect had fallen, and he didn't know that the Demon Emperor was trapped in the Sealed Demon Mountain, and he had the bargaining chips to maneuver, and if he had the chips, he would have a chance to live.

"Junior, let you taste the methods of this king!" Seeing Wang Lin's attitude, the Ghost King in Tsing Yi said angrily. After speaking, the blue-shirted ghost king drank in a low voice, and the body of the "Nether Ghost Claw" did not move, and with a wave of his hand, a cloud of pitch-black ghost qi turned into a sharp claw and grabbed Wang Lin.

"Uh!" Wang Lin snorted, and the claw wind of the Tsing Yi Ghost King created three wounds on Wang Lin's chest, and the blood immediately soaked the placket on Wang Lin's chest.

"Boy, tell me the whereabouts of my lord Demon Emperor, I will spare you from death, otherwise, I will let you taste the taste of a hundred ghosts. The ghost king in Tsing Yi said fiercely.

"If you let them go, I'll tell you. Wang Lin moved his body and fell to the ground and said with difficulty.

"Hmph! It seems that the torture just now was not enough, and he dared to tell me the conditions. After saying that, another claw attacked, Wang Lin immediately used his spiritual power, the fire spirit cover was blocked in his chest, and the ghost king intended to torture Wang Lin, but he didn't use much force, and he was blocked by the fire spirit cover.

Seeing that Wang Lin blocked his attack, the ghost king in Tsing Yi struck out again, this time the force was obviously heavier, Wang Lin was also knocked out by the powerful impact force, and fell heavily to the ground;

Everyone saw that Wang Lin was knocked away by the thin middle-aged man in the cyan robe, and their hearts hung up, after all, Wang Lin was now their hope of survival, and they didn't care about being afraid, they all ran to Wang Lin's side and looked at him with concern.

"Damn, Lao Tzu fought with you" Seeing that Wang Lin's life and death were unknown, Liu Chao shouted violently, took out a pistol from his waist, and several younger brothers also remembered that they still had guns, and five pistols fired at the ghost king.

Bang!

The five of them used up all the bullets in the gun in one breath, but after a burst of gunshots, the glimmer of hope that had just been ignited was ruthlessly extinguished. The bullets were suspended ten centimeters in front of the ghost king in Tsing Yi, floating there strangely, and the impact of the bullet also forced the bullet to rotate at high speed, and the ghost king in Tsing Yi looked at it curiously at close range. After looking at it for a while, he didn't find anything strange, and he recovered the gas engine locked on the bullet, and the bullet also exhausted its forward strength and fell to the ground.

"Go, the time has come for you to express your sincerity to this king, to kill them and devour their souls. The ghost king in Tsing Yi looked at the middle-aged man in overalls next to him and said.

"Uh, good", the middle-aged man in overalls hesitated slightly, and slowly floated towards a few people, and the second daughter who was huddled on the ground also shouted "ah" in fright, Liu Chao and a few younger brothers overcame their fear and blocked in front of Mr. Qian and the second daughter.

"I'm already sorry for them, I can only choose to be sorry for you for them, you all have human lives, and I won't be wronged to kill you. The man in the overalls said thoughtlessly, after speaking, he stretched out his black hands, and suddenly sucked Qian Wanli, who was blocking behind him, Qian Zong's expression was very painful, but his whole body was bound by the black fog and couldn't move. Just when he closed his eyes and waited for death, he suddenly felt that his body was loosened and his eyes lit up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Wang Lin had appeared beside him, and the man in overalls fell five or six meters away, his expression was very painful, and his figure was a little blurry, which seemed to have faded a lot.

At this time, Wang Lin's face was slightly pale, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he stood by Mr. Qian's side a little weakly, the blow just now had consumed his last trace of Yuan Strength.

Just after Wang Lin was shocked by the Ghost King, the Innate Spirit Treasure Gourd sensed Wang Lin's crisis and spontaneously protected the master, and took on most of the strength of the Ghost King's attack, and the vitality that was decomposed just now also repaired a lot of his injuries, so he had the strength to save Mr. Qian once.

"Hmph! This king has underestimated you, but he still has the strength to get up, this time let's see if you can get up. The withered face of the ghost king in green clothes appeared angry, and he waved his hand again and knocked Wang Lin away, but before Wang Lin got up, he saw a big stone on the rockery in the garden being lifted by the ghost king in the air, whistling and smashing towards everyone.

Om, well, what, baba, Mi, boom With the sound of the Buddha coming out, a luminous Xuan character and a flying sword flew together, the Xuan character smashed the rockery and splashed the flying stones, and the flying sword took the ghost king of Tsing Yi with a streamer.

Immediately after the rumbling, the vigorous and powerful Buddha name "Amitabha" made him overjoyed, and he felt that this was the best sound he had heard in his life, and it was simply better than the bone-eroding sound in a certain "action movie".

The boulder had been shattered by the demon pestle that flew out just now, and the ashes fell, Wang Lin saw that it was Zhang Yuancheng who fell beside him, and his rescue finally arrived, and there were two people who came with him.

One is a monk in a red robe, a little fat, with a gray beard, at this time he is making angry eyes King Kong, the lion seal in his hand, chanting the vajra spell, with the spell surging out, a series of spiritual light formed by the seal to the ghost king.

The other is an old man, wearing a purple gossip suit, holding a whisk in one hand, pinching the sword trick and volleying the sword for a week, and the ghost king is together, the purple cyclone above the heads of these two people is rich and shiny, but it is much stronger than Zhang Wancheng next to him.

The ghost king in Tsing Yi saw that the person who came changed his expression, and the sleeves of his robe waved in the yin wind, and the two of them trembled for a few rounds, and then retreated violently and waved his hand, throwing a boulder in the landscape of the community over, and then turned into a streamer and flew away. The purple-robed Taoist priest's dust suddenly became longer, like a giant whip smashing the boulder, and the two flew in pursuit.

The boulder scattered all over the place, raising a cloud of dust, and when the dust dispersed, there was no shadow of the ghost king, and the ghost king ran simply. Seeing that he was safe, Wang Lin, who was holding on, also fainted tiredly, and was supported by Zhang Yuancheng next to him.

After a while, the two who were chasing the Ghost King returned in vain, "Let this scourge run away again," the purple-robed Taoist said resentfully.

"Amitabha, although the strength of the ghost king has been greatly reduced, the yin wind and ghost escape still make me forget the dust, but the Taoist chief doesn't need to worry, since he needs to make trouble from the ghost pill, he will definitely come out to make waves!" said the kind-looking old monk.

"Master, how to solve the remaining Yin Spirit" Zhang Yuancheng pointed to the blue overalls man who was injured by Wang Lin on the ground, and asked the great monk.

"Amitabha, he is also a poor man, let the poor monks go over, let them escape into reincarnation as soon as possible" I saw the great monk muttering Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, the bowl in his hand emitted a golden light, and then the golden rain fell from the sky, as the golden rain fell, the fog in the community was clear, and the man in blue overalls was shrouded in golden light and put into the bowl.

"Take this fellow Daoist to heal, his internal injuries are not serious, and this external injury needs to be dealt with quickly. The purple-robed Taoist said.

"Okay Daoist, I'll take him back to heal now. Zhang Yuancheng said.

"Great monk, the movement just now is not small, let's both hurry up!" said the purple-robed Taoist who had returned in vain, to the great monk. The great monk recited the Buddha's name, nodded and smiled to show that he agreed with the old Tao's statement.

"This is your home field, and the aftermath will be handed over to you" After speaking, the purple-robed Daoist leader pinched the spirit decision with his hand, and clicked on the foreheads of Qian Wanli, Liu Chao and others, and one after another the heart-clearing mantra entered the seal hall of several people.

Zhang Yuancheng praised: "It's still the Taoist who thinks about it very thoroughly, and he has gone to the demons of a few people, or this terrifying shadow is enough for a few people to recover." ”

The purple-robed Dao Master shook his head and smiled, and then Edgeworth volleyed away.