Chapter 289: Tianpeng Fights Black Dragon

The golden whirlwind swept in and fell to the ground, making Zhuge not bright, and Fei'er and them spit out.

Suddenly, everyone's eyes were attracted to him, and they all showed shock. They weren't even dead.

"That's them!" the black-armored ghost cultivator shouted.

The ghost cultivator with the black sword on his back and the ghost cultivator with the big sword on his back were both attracted by Zhuge Buliang and them, and the ghost cultivators around them were also surprised.

"It's a miracle that they haven't died yet, and they can still come out alive after more than five days in the golden light. ”

"Such a strong strength, are they really strong people who came out of purgatory?"

"Are you the living person?" The ghost cultivator with the black sword on his back walked up, and the armor on his body made a "sonorous sound", and under the helmet, a pair of cyan eyes stared at Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Buliang glanced at the black-armored ghost cultivator, and already understood that these people must be the rescuers he moved.

"Who are you?" Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows.

"I am the ghost king, sit down and make the right envoy. The ghost cultivator with the black sword on his back said, took a step forward, and said, "I don't care how you came to the eighteenth layer of hell, you devoured the ghost cultivator as a living person, breaking the balance of the eighteenth layer of hell, I will kill you on behalf of the ghost king." ”

Zhuge Buliang frowned slightly, the little ginseng fruit had already jumped on his shoulder, and whispered a few words in Zhuge Buliang's ear.

Zhuge nodded with a bright spot, and his domineering momentum overflowed from Ti, and said, "By you, maybe your ghost king is okay." ”

"What are you talking about! What a boldness!" the right envoy of the Ghost King shouted.

"Lord Right Envoy, kill these living people!" the black-armored ghost cultivator shouted.

The ghost cultivators who were watching around were also bustling for a while, pointing and pointing.

The ghost cultivator with the big knife on his back not far away was silent, as if he was muttering something.

"The tone is not small, I will kill you on behalf of the ghost king!" The right envoy of the ghost king sighed, and the four black swords suddenly came out of their sheaths, bringing out a fierce sword intent, as if four black dragons were out of the sea.

The two black swords were held in the hands of the Ghost King's Right Envoy, while the other two were suspended above the Ghost King's Right Envoy's head.

Zhuge Buliang had a chuckle on the corner of his mouth, and stood with his hands in his hands: "Little monkey, I don't bother to pay attention to this kind of role, you go and settle him." ”

The monkey squeaked twice, and said dissatisfiedly: "Idiot, I am your senior brother, how can you instruct me?"

"If you are told to go, you will go, what so much nonsense. The little ginseng fruit pushed the monkey and glanced at the monkey, and his eyes were dripping.

The monkey seemed to understand the meaning of Zhuge Buliang and the little ginseng fruit, and nodded his head reluctantly, but still walked up with an iron rod.

"You rely on you, a brute?" the right envoy of the Ghost King said in a contemptuous voice, not taking the monkey into his eyes in the slightest.

"Bastard King Bastard, I'm about to let you see how powerful your little grandfather is. "After the monkey learned the human language, he learned nothing else, but first learned the mantra of the monkey skull.

"Boom!" a black stick rose into the air, pressing towards the right envoy of the Ghost King like a black mountain range.

The right envoy of the Ghost King was taken aback, but he didn't expect a seemingly ordinary monkey to have such strength. The two black swords above his head rushed out, turned into two black dragons, and met the "mountain range" that pressed down into the air.

"Bang!"

The black dragon collided with the black mountain range, and the two flew upside down with each other. The mountains turned into iron rods and returned to the monkey's hands.

And the right envoy of the ghost king stepped back a few steps.

The monkey's fur was like a golden flame, and the third eye on his forehead was golden. "Squeak!" The monkey rushed up, a somersault flipped out, and the iron rod pointed directly at the right envoy of the ghost king.

"Sonorous!" the ghost king slashed out two black swords on his right, and the pitch-black sword burst out, fighting with the monkey.

A black shadow and a golden shadow crisscrossed each other, fighting fiercely.

The two black swords turned into two long dragons and flew out, and the black iron rods crushed the void and danced.

"Boom!"

In mid-air, it seemed to be remembered the doomsday punishment. Many onlookers retreated one after another.

The right envoy of the ghost king combined the two black swords in his hand together, turned into a black dragon and rushed towards the monkey.

"Bang!"

The black stick pressed into the air and smashed into the black dragon's body, the black dragon roared and almost fell from mid-air, and the hideous dragon opened its bloody mouth and tore towards the gray-haired monkey.

And at this moment, a golden light flew from the golden light zone and shot into the monkey's third eye, and the monkey's body suddenly burst out with golden light, and the brilliance turned into a golden roc, flapping its wings and flying high.

The golden roc hissed, its wings were like golden knives, and its claws seemed to shatter the sky and tear it at the black dragon.

The ghost cultivators were shocked, no one knew why the monkey suddenly turned into a Tianpeng. Since ancient times, Peng has been the nemesis of the Jiaolong family. Only Zhuge Buliang knew in their hearts that the golden light that flew just now must have been shot out of the monkey's skull, causing the little monkey to open the first change of the seventy-two changes.

There are many kinds of 72 variations, the first of which is birds.

And the little monkey just chose to become the nemesis of the dragon class, Tianpeng.

In the distance, more than a dozen ghost cultivators in black robes and carrying scythes stood together, and one of them said in a low voice: "These people seem to have some ability, should we help the ghost king to make them right." ”

Another black-robed ghost cultivator shook his head and said, "These people are very mysterious, especially that man, his strength can't be seen through at all, so let's not act rashly." ”

"I heard that they are from Purgatory, are they the same as the Queen?"

"When I go back, I will report it to the Queen, perhaps she will know the origin of these living people. ”

"Boom!"

The scales on the black dragon's body fell off, fell from mid-air, and slammed to the ground with a thud. The body of the black dragon turned into itself. At this moment, the black armor on the right envoy of the Ghost King has obvious cracks, and the helmet has disappeared, revealing a man with black hair.

The right envoy of the Ghost King spat blood from his mouth, roared, and once again raised four black swords to kill the monkey.

At this time, the monkey also changed back to its main body, and it got a purple-gold gourd out of nowhere, and the purple-gold gourd was enlarged out of thin air, like the size of a grinding plate.

This purple-gold gourd was exactly what the monkey had taken from a cultivator in Tianchi.

"Poof!"

Purple flames erupted from the gourd's mouth and swept towards the right envoy of the ghost king.

"What!" the right envoy of the Ghost King exclaimed, what the Ghost Cultivator was most afraid of was the flames, not to mention that in this purple flame, there was a trace of chaotic power in it. Even the power of chaos like a head was enough to terrify the heat of ordinary flames a hundred times more.

"Ahh

The right envoy of the Ghost King screamed miserably, and was instantly enveloped by his purple flames.

The sound of "squeaking and squeaking" sounded, and black light smoke came out from the body of the right envoy of the ghost king, and the black gas on the right envoy of the ghost king steamed, wanting to get rid of the chasing seat of the purple flame.

But the purple flames came all over the world, wanting to completely engulf the right envoy of the Ghost King.

Zhuge Buliang frowned, and said secretly, this dead monkey seems to be playing big, if the right envoy of the ghost king is killed, his plan with the little ginseng fruit will be in vain.

At this time, the ghost cultivator with the big knife on his back who had been silent suddenly rose to the sky, and the two big knives came out of their sheaths, swinging out a violent wind, blocking the purple flames, and at the same time, he grabbed his right hand and brought the right envoy of the ghost king to his side.

"Thank you. The right envoy of the Ghost King glanced at him gratefully.

"Hey, who are you?" shouted the monkey in mid-air, carrying an iron rod and carrying his big gourd.

"I'm the Ghost King, sit down and make the left envoy. "The ghost cultivator with the big knife on his back.