"Run," I don't know who shouted at the top of the mountain, full of anxiety and even deep fear.

Mo Yan Pang Li was stunned and looked at Taro Kuramoto and the others, who were still arrogant before turning around just now, and after a while, they reappeared in the field of vision of the two of them, and the three of them at this time looked as embarrassed as they were, if it weren't for the fact that they had cultivated to the point where they had enough spiritual energy in the cave to fly unscrupulously, Mo Yan estimated that if the three of them were embarrassed, if they ran with two legs and two feet, they would definitely not know how many shoes would have run away. I'm afraid it's not an exaggeration to use the pants to be run away to describe the embarrassment of Kuramoto and the others at this time.

Fear, incomparable fear, panic, incomparable panic This is Mo Yan's first image of seeing Kuramoto Taro again, and it may be the only image at this time, how can there be the unstoppable look just now, it is clearly a mourning dog, a mourning dog who only knows how to escape. Just when Mo Yan and the two of them were full of little stars, and they looked dark and uncertain, and they wanted to step forward to find out what was going on and what was causing Kuramoto and the others to be so embarrassed, more and more monks came from all directions towards the top of the mountain, whether it was a high-level monk in the Yudan period, or a low-level monk in the Qi refining period in the foundation building period, all of them were full of panic and fear, and the high-level monks were just flying quickly with a tense face, and the low-level monks were miserable, and most of them were like a lost dog and ran away for their lives.

Suddenly, Mo Yan had a tight intuition in his heart, telling him that something was not quite right, and the two looked at each other and read ominous information from each other's eyes.

"Run" without hesitation Mo Yan grabbed Pang Li and flew towards the direction of the main hall on the top of the mountain, originally because of the sword, Mo Yan wanted to avoid the treasure hunting monk Jiedan, but at this time the situation happened to be upside down, Mo Yan took the initiative to take Pang Li like a sheep like a tiger's mouth to fly towards the main hall, his expression was as resolute as a rock and unshakable.

"There are a lot of Jiedan monks in the main hall, if there is anything they should be able to deal with, the big deal is to give them all the medicinal materials and swords in the end, it is still important to have a small life. Mo Yan made up his mind, grabbed Pang Li and flew towards the main hall. Which one behind Taro Cangmoto and the others seemed to have the same idea as them, and the group of five rushed to the main hall at the top of the mountain like a race, and no one wanted to grow a few more legs at this time, hurry, hurry. The entire mountain was trembling and shaking in the footsteps of the fleeing monks, and not far away Mo Yan could clearly hear one after another screams and wails, each of which was hoarse and terrifying, as if it wanted to snatch away people's souls, and each sound hung like a hammer on the hearts of the fleeing people, making people secretly vomit blood.

Because of the closest, Mo Yan and the two quickly arrived at the main hall that was dilapidated and full of holes at this time, only to see that the four monks in the main hall at this time had already stopped fighting and grabbing, and surrounded back to back into a defensive state, each holding a different weapon, a knife, fork, sword and pestle, the weapons were infused with enough true qi by the master, and they were all activated, The results of the check surprised the four of them, a ghost king chased a group of monks to kill wildly, and there were constantly slow monks who died in the mouth of the ghost king, everyone discussed, and a fart, hurry up and save your life. In the blink of an eye, this inexplicable danger made the four contenders seem to become their closest comrades-in-arms. Defenselessly, they handed each other behind their backs.

Seeing that several Jiedan monks were so solemn, they didn't even want to speak as if they were facing a great enemy, and several of them walked around to the corner of a certain hall behind the four of them, and also imitated the appearance of these high-ranking monks, and sacrificed their respective weapons, injected aura, and formed a defensive posture.

"Kuramoto Daoyou, can you tell me what happened, what did you see?" Mo Yan asked breathlessly, just now he just saw the monks rushing vigorously, he just instinctively felt the danger and subconsciously avoided the disaster, but he still didn't understand what was going on. Thinking that Kuramoto and the others went down much earlier than them, they should know what happened.

"Gentlemen, please be blessed, this time we may all have to carry it" I didn't expect Kuramoto's first opening sentence to be Mo Yan's last thing to hear now, although this guy used the word Jun very politely, and then Kuramoto said, "Ghost King, it's the Ghost King, the three of us saw a ghost king chasing a group of monks and constantly fighting, and there were monks falling, and the low-level monks who ran slowly were directly grabbed by the ghost king, unscrewed their heads, and immediately sucked the soul into their mouths, the scene was really disgusting." Kuramoto Taro was also out of breath and probably said what happened, he was accurate or not, and the ink was not clear, but judging from the still panicked expressions of Sadako and Jiro, he was not lying, this is certain.

"Ghost King, it's actually the Ghost King" Mo Yan chuckled in his heart when he heard Kuramoto say the word Ghost King, Mo Yan, who had escaped death under the hands of the Ghost King not long ago, of course knew what he was going to face in a while. If it weren't for the fact that Jin Yuanzhen, the master of Tongzhi, who arrived in time to surrender the ghost king, I am afraid that the Tongzhi Taoist will also fall into the body and soul, and will never be reincarnated.

"Generally, the combat power of the ghost king is much higher than that of monks of the same rank, and even the challenge of leapfrogging is not afraid at all, and there is no possibility of having the upper hand. There are so many monks in the late stage of the Jiedan, and there is no shortage of monks in the late stage of the Jiedan, who have been chased and killed, and they have to flee, doesn't it mean that this ghost king is at least a cultivator above the middle stage of the Jiedan?" The more Mo Yan thought about it, the more cold sweat broke out in his heart, this monk's divine soul was undoubtedly much stronger than that of mortals, even if it was a junior monk at the first level of Qi cultivation, the divine soul possessed by a small monk at the first level of the Qi cultivation period was several times that of ordinary people, not to mention the higher-level monks, the divine soul was even more powerful, and it was a great supplement for cultivation for the ghost king, and there was no reason to let anyone go, even the one with the lowest cultivation among all the monks.