Zhang Peng's ten fingers flickered, pinching constantly, and bursts of low, obscure incantations came out of his mouth like a baby babbling.

The fiery red array flag in front of him trembled slightly, and suddenly the aura was released, and unknown silver runes flashed out from within the array flag, and then the light turned into a big mysterious rune and flew back again.

Above the large array, suddenly the three holy birds waved their wings and raised their heads and whispered, and between the rapid circling and dancing of the silver snake, the crimson fireballs as thick as a water tank erupted from their mouths.

Suddenly, the sky above the large array was like a pool of stones thrown down by a pool, and between the ripples and crazy fluctuations, a red fire mass of several zhang in size flashed out of it, and then smashed towards the horse-headed ghost king like a divine punishment from heaven.

Seeing this, the ghost's face was distorted, and between the ghostly fire in his eyes, a trace of fear flashed across his face. After all, he didn't want to harden these fire balls at his peak, and now that he was seriously injured, how dare he let them be hit by these fire balls that contained terrifying power.

And with such a dense mass of fire, he had no other way than to let his own body constantly toss and move to dodge.

In this way, I saw a black shadow flickering in all directions in its large array, constantly dodging, and around it was a blazing fire ball that smashed down.

It was like the destruction of the world by heaven, so that the rumbling and exploding sound of the sky above its large array continued. And the scorching circular waves of fire spread out in all directions in its large array with graceful arcs like ripples.

Zhang Peng ignored this, and seemed to have known that the fireball could not help this seriously injured ghost king. Between the continuous seals of his hands, golden light came out of his front and condensed, and after a while, a golden circle pattern condensed out of the void

"Up"

Zhang Peng snorted lightly, and suddenly boomed twice, only to see four golden giant hands poking out from his magic circle. Immediately, they pulled left and right, and suddenly two golden figures appeared from the magic circle.

"Go"

Zhang Peng pointed at the void above the large array with one hand, and the fiery red array flag shook at the golden figure, and suddenly fluctuated together, and the two golden lights disappeared without a trace immediately.

And in the big array, the horse-faced ghost king was forced to flee in all directions by the red fireballs that fell all the time, and suddenly there was a fluctuation behind him. Suzaku's figure appeared silently, and then opened his mouth to spray, and a pillar of fire struck away at the ghost king.

The Ghost King didn't look at it, but he felt something in his heart, and when his body shook, he easily dodged the incoming fireballs and pillars of fire.

However, despite this, the scorching heat in the large array all the time is the biggest killer for it. Coupled with dodging such a dense attack, in less than a cup of tea, the aura on its body faintly dropped by three points.

For declining strength. The ghost king sighed slightly in his heart, and a trace of chagrin flashed, but he also knew that he couldn't delay it any longer. His face turned grim, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, as if he had made up his mind.

Immediately, he opened his mouth and screamed, and a black mist as black as ink erupted from his mouth. Immediately, a cold aura that seemed to come from the Nine Shadows expanded from the black mist, instantly condensing layers of ice crystals into the nearby void.

Seeing this, the ghost creature grabbed it with one hand without hesitation, and suddenly a pitch-black skull inscribed with dense weird runes was grabbed out by it.

The horse-headed ghost king stared at the skull with a reverent expression, and after a quick look again. A look of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had finally made up his mind. Immediately, an obscure incantation came out of his mouth.

"The Manifestation of the Mysterious Ghost"

The Ghost King let out a loud shout. Immediately threw the black skull in his hand forward, and suddenly the skull rose in the wind and turned into a huge one more than ten zhang, quietly suspended not far in front of the ghost king.

And streams of black mist as black as ink also continued to emerge from its skull like cooking smoke, causing the temperature of the originally scorching space around its skull to drop dramatically in an instant.

A layer of black ice crystals spread along the skull for more than ten zhang around it before it stopped under the continuous glow of a layer of black and red light.

A layer of invisible enchantment was bounded by its black ice crystals, and in an instant, the huge skull and the ghost king were enveloped down. Protected in it. Whether it was the many fires that roared down above his head, or the raging pillar of fire that the Vermilion Bird spewed out not far away, Fang Yi smashed into the sky above the black ice crystals, and all of them suddenly turned into bursts of fire and light silently.

Seeing this, the Ghost King bent his knees down, and immediately knelt on top of the black ice crystals. Immediately, the head lowered and chanted the spell and waited.

"That's?"

Seeing this, Zhang Peng's eyes bulged, and his expression instantly became extremely ugly. What the hell is that black skull, it can actually hold up such a domineering defensive barrier under the suppression of his large array.

Although he doesn't practice ghost dao exercises, he has also bought a lot of classic books on ghost dao from Heavenly Sword City over the years, but there is no one that introduces the first pass.

With a sharp turn in his mind, he carefully observed every move in the large array with extreme vigilance. If the situation becomes unpredictable, he immediately abandons the formation and leaves, thinking that with the entrance so close, there is a large array of cover, and there is a certainty of retreating safely.

Zhang Peng thought quietly in his heart, and gently waved the array flag in his hand, and after the Vermilion Bird in the big array chirped, it burst open with a bang, and then disappeared into the big array with a little spiritual light.

After returning the Vermilion Bird Array to its place, he had no intention of putting away the Liuding Heavenly Armor, and still let it hide in the large array as a backhand for the sudden moment.

And under the continuous casting of the Ghost King, in an unknown space thousands of miles away, a dark giant palace stood quietly in a misty dead air, and a huge full moon behind the palace emitted a misty glow, which looked extremely mysterious.

At this time, in the corner of the palace, a dim hall of more than 100 zhang in size, the hall was made of unknown dark metal all around, and it was hung with rows of lampholders like pillars of fire. Among them were unidentified stones the size of a fist, emitting a faint light that reflected the entire hall dimly.

Outside the main gate of the temple stood a dense row of skeletal guards, making the place extremely mysterious.

Suddenly, there was a buzz in the hall, and in a flash of ghostly light, a giant magic circle carved in the middle of the hall was more than ten zhang large.

Immediately, streams of turquoise light shot out from above its magic circle, and in just a few breaths, a huge skull flashed over the large array.

At the same time, at the moment when the magic circle was activated, the two extremely black shriveled corpses that were originally lying quietly in a dark corner of the hall suddenly opened their eyes, revealing a look of shock, and then their shriveled bodies somehow instantly appeared outside the circle under a burst of black mist.

"What's wrong, someone actually used the Xuan Ming Ghost Order. ”

Its shriveled ghost looked at the huge skull in the array, and after muttering to himself, a pair of pitch-black palms with more than ten inches of long pointed fingernails grabbed at his chest, and suddenly a swarthy skull inscribed with countless strange runes flashed.

The shriveled corpse ghost threw the skull in his hand in front of him, and then opened his mouth to blow, and suddenly a black mist erupted, instantly enveloping the fist-sized skull around it.

A few strange roars came out, and the skeleton that was originally as still as if it was in the black fog at the moment when it reached its body, the ghostly light in its eyes flashed, and then it seemed to come to life, and it opened its mouth to inhale, and suddenly it instantly inhaled the surrounding ghost fog like a long whale absorbing water.

"Go" (To be continued......)

ps: The first update, the second update is being modified, and it will be uploaded in 30 minutes