Chapter 729: Ghost King Wu Sen (8)

As soon as the ghosts were gone, the villagers returned to normal, but they still had palpitations and were still looking at the sky with fear.

"Do not be afraid, stand behind me, and keep you safe. Lu Chen smiled slightly, waved his hand and made a gentle force, blocking all the villagers behind him, and then looked at a huge figure that appeared in the sky.

"It's Eun Gong. ”

The villagers, who were originally afraid, saw the shadow in the air clearly, and immediately cried out in surprise.

"Haha~ Engong is here, we don't have to be afraid. Chen Er laughed wildly.

Mortal villagers have a blind reverence for cultivators, especially Lu Chen, who once saved them, and has incomparable trust.

Among the people present, only Village Chief Yan Hong was a little worried, but this worry was also swept away after Lu Chen appeared and took away the hundreds of lonely souls and wild ghosts.

"That's amazing. "Yan Hong is a kind of person who can't cultivate the law, and he has never been able to break through the third layer of Qi cultivation, which makes him lose confidence in cultivation. But he has seen masters play against each other, and the gusts of yin wind are howling, no different from immortals.

The huge figure staying in the air blocked half of the sky like a demon god, but this form didn't mean anything in Lu Chen's eyes.

The body is huge, it is an illusion of mana, and he has a fierce eye, which is clear at a glance.

"Put away the flower shelves. Lu Chen smiled contemptuously, waved his hand and sent out a gloomy gray mist, the gray mist contained vast mana, and instantly shattered the extrajudicial incarnation of the air ghost king Wu Sen, revealing a half-hundred old man with a burly figure.

was suddenly beaten by Lu Chen to an extrajudicial incarnation, and the old man was taken aback.

In these ten miles and eight towns, he had rarely seen anyone who could stand without being under his extralegal incarnation, let alone break up his mana illusion with a single move.

The old man stepped back a few feet, revealing a curved cane under his long black robe, which was his flying magic weapon, the Yin Soul Staff.

"Lord Soul Envoy, he is the one who wounded us. ”

At this moment, I saw four disciples of the seventh or eighth level of Qi cultivation in the air driving a swarthy slender flying sword, carrying a pergola sedan chair under a yin wind, flying majestically, and on the ground, there were dozens of disciples of the Dragon Soul Sect running bustling outside the village, and the leader was Tao Xing, who was beaten twice in a row by Lu Chen.

Lu Chen raised his eyes and saw that on the sedan chair was a green-faced old man, this old man was terrifying, with a long face like a donkey, a pockmarked face, a bloody basin mouth, and big yellow teeth of bud rice, and was carried over by four seventh-layer disciples who could practice qi and sword, and before he got closer, he smelled a foul smell of bad breath, and his dignity had to be avoided even if he saw it.

"Yes, it is estimated that this thing is the king of ghosts, no wonder he calls himself the king of ghosts, he is really the king of ghosts. Lu Chen sighed.

"It's the Ghost King~"

The villagers suddenly gasped, and the fear they had just now surged up from the bottom of their hearts.

At first, the old man was obviously not the Ghost King, when he appeared, the villagers saw that Lu Chen was not afraid, but the Ghost King was different when he came.