"Boy, do you see? This 'Seven Skulls Phantom Yin Fire' can not only devour space, but also devour all the light, doesn't that dead frog beast spit out death light, can you let it spit out again?

The Black Wind Ghost King said with a sigh of relief, his body shook violently, and the wave-like Yuan Infant coercion shot out. In an instant, within a few miles, the sand and gravel were rolling, the yin wind was compassionate, and the yin qi that rushed to the sky covered the entire area, and the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls was even more terrifying.

"Hey, hey, hey, Black Wind, don't howl! Master knows that you are a ghost, so you can't scare Master like this!" Tianjiu said while covering his ears.

"Hehe, scare you, boy, this king is going to eat you today!" the Black Wind Ghost King chattered.

"Hei Feng, are you really the opposite? I'll pinch you to death, I'll pinch it!"

Tian Jiu roared, crushing the black soul covenant card. It's a pity that the Black Wind Ghost King's body only shook slightly for a few breaths, covered his forehead and hummed a few times, then he stood up again, and continued to chatter and roar, looking at Tianjiu like a dead man.

"Boy, save your energy. This king will give you one more chance to hand over all the treasures, including the Bodhi tree. If you dare to hide a spar or a Bodhi leaf, this king will definitely drain your soul and refine your soul!"

"Wait, wait, Black Wind Ghost King, Lord treats you well, why don't I give you the treasure and you let me go?" Tianjiu asked tremblingly.

"Leave?hahaha! It's so funny. This king has now condensed into a ghost baby, just an east spirit, how many spiritual cultivators are my opponents? This king must turn this place into a ghost realm and establish himself as a king. You are the first sacrifice of this king. Quack!" The laughter of the Black Wind Ghost King shook the heavens and the earth. It can be heard clearly for a hundred and ten miles.

Tianjiu stood dozens of feet away. Coldly watching the performance of the Black Wind Ghost King, with a wave of his hand, he put the four-eyed field chicken back into the Qiankun ring. sighed again: "Hei Feng, the master saw that your cultivation was not easy, and originally wanted to leave you a great avenue, but you were obsessed, since this is the case, the master will give you a ride." lest thou come forth and bring evil to the world. ”

After Tian Jiu finished speaking, his body shook slightly, and the earth-shattering coercion rushed straight out, and the yin qi that was originally around the Black Wind Ghost King flew in all directions, as if under the weight of hundreds of millions of jun. The seven ghost heads collapsed with a bang, re-transforming into their own body appearance, and swirling around Black Wind's body.

"The middle stage of the Yuan Infant?you actually reached the peak of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant?!" The Black Wind Ghost King Qike was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes were full of shock. The face surrounded by yin qi is even more dignified.

"That's right! The young master has long been a primordial ancestor, and he is more than one order higher than you. How is it. Your first opponent of the Ghost King is strong enough, right?"

Tian Jiu said as he wiped out the purple gold heavenly bowl. He also holds a dark gold mallet in his left hand.

When the Black Wind Ghost King saw the bowl and the golden mallet, he couldn't help but feel excited. His intuition told him that these two treasures were extremely powerful, and they were authentic Buddhist things, and they were the great nemesis of their ghost cultivation.

"Phantom Yin Fire, swallow!"

The Black Wind Ghost King hesitated, but still gritted his teeth and inspired the seven heads in front of him. The seven heads suddenly closed, turning into a ghost-headed broadsword of a length of a few feet, the blade flickered with cold light, and a circle of blue fireworks swirled around the blade. With a loud roar, the ghost's big sword slashed towards Tianjiu like thunder.

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

Tianjiu snorted coldly, and the purple golden mallet did not hit the bowl, but swung it directly, and the golden mallet shook slightly in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden rod that was long and long, and the golden light was shining, and it hit the ghost head big knife with a bang.

A ball of blue fireworks of several zhang size rose into the sky, and with several cracks like tooth acid, the ghost head dagger exploded with a bang, turning into seven heads again, each head was violently twisted, and the cracks quickly floated out, and in less than a breath, cracks like spider webs on the skulls could be seen everywhere.

"Ah~!!"

The Black Wind Ghost King howled miserably, clutching the remaining marble-sized head of Zuihou around his neck, rolling and moving on the ground, as if his body had also been hit by a thunderbolt.

"Go back!!!" the Black Wind Ghost King shuddered, intending to reclaim the head that was still scattered in the air.

"Hehe, the has been taken off his neck, so let's stay, so as not to be stabbed by the master again!"

Tianjiu sneered, the purple gold heavenly bowl was lightly pointed out, the bowl flew in the air, and suddenly became larger to a circle of ten zhang, in the bowl, a ball of golden light with a circle of ten zhang shot out, and instantly covered the four heads on the left, and with just a light roll, the head was sucked into the bowl. Then, with a flip, it shot again at the remaining three heads, and without exception swept in, and disappeared into the bowl one after another.

"Puff~!"

The Black Wind Ghost King seemed to have been hit hard by hundreds of millions of jun, and in the mini skull, more than a dozen mouthfuls of black juice spurted out in a row, and his originally large body also shrank rapidly, and after three or five breaths, he became a pocket ghost creature three feet tall. After spitting out the black juice, he crouched on the ground unconscious.

"Cut! If you don't beat it like this, you will be knocked down with a hammer! If you had known, you would have taken a brick out to shoot, at least dozens of more shots, so that you can relieve your hatred! Alas, it is really declining, and I really think it is a cowhide!"

Tianjiu was very unhappy to accept the purple gold bowl and purple gold mallet, looked at the Black Wind Ghost King who didn't know whether he was alive or dead on the ground, frowned and thought for a moment, but still stretched out his hand to take a shot, twisting the Black Wind Ghost like a chicken, the wings behind him fanned up, a few shakes, and disappeared on the edge of the Yin Wind Valley.

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On the square of the Zhihuo Palace, the dusty old monk was sunbathing as always, and after eating and drinking, the snoring sound was everywhere, and the whole square shook the ground. The old monk's broken hat fell to the ground at some point, revealing a white and swaying old bald head.

The thin monkey stood outside the old monk with bared teeth and a hundred feet, spinning around like an ant on a hot pot.

Tianjiu's figure fell beside the old monk, threw down the muddy black wind, looked at the dignified face of the dusty old man, raised a chestnut, landed on the old man's bald head, and then shouted in a low voice: "Dead old man, get up quickly!

"Huh?" The old monk turned over and sat up, still holding a long hara in his mouth, swallowed his saliva, touched his head, and said blankly: "Boy, do you dare to knock on the old man's skull?! Believe it or not, the old man cleaned you up?"

"Alas, old man. This is Dong Ling. It's not Dehua. Wake up, you don't want to be picked up, so put away your broken brain first!" Tian Jiu said sourly, picked up the broken hat, and put it on for the old monk.

"Cut! I'm afraid of a fart! Isn't the entire Dongling in your hands now? Can you still hide and hide? Besides, the old man is so powerful that he turns into a god, whoever shouts again, the old man will pinch him to death!"

The old monk said angrily. He wiped off his torn hat and threw it on the ground.

"Are you a god-transforming monk?" the thin monkey shouted in surprise as he pointed at the old monk.

"Why, don't you believe it, or I'll pinch you to death first?" Broken Dust snorted with a roll of his eyes.

"No, no, no! Grandpa Avatar! I don't dare to doubt you if I borrow 10,000 guts from my disciples!" The thin monkey shook his hand again and again, and he glanced at the boss with a slight bow, and his heart trembled: "Grandma's, fortunately I didn't go up to give him two blows just now, otherwise I don't know if the bad old man turned into ashes!

"Skinny monkey. What's the matter with me?" Tianjiu didn't bother to pay attention to the bad old man, and beckoned to ask.

The skinny monkey took a few steps forward. He secretly glanced at the dust-breaking monk again, and replied with his fists clenched: "Boss, there are three important things to report." First, because Commander Mi couldn't find you, he sent a message to me, saying that her army on the North Road was violently attacked by the North Wei Gate, and the North Wei Gate army was about 100,000 monks plus more than a dozen ancestors, according to the intelligence of the West Spirit Gate, the North White Wind was ready to leave for the Gate. Commander Mi asked the boss, how to deal with this situation?"

"Bei Baifeng, isn't he a great monk, and he dares to openly participate in the war?" Tianjiu frowned.

"Hehe, boy, if the Great Monk participates in the war, can the old man also make a move?" the old monk suddenly interjected.

"Come on, old man, don't make trouble, the gods are all in the war, maybe a few inspectors will also get involved. What the master is most afraid of is getting bigger and bigger, and Zuihou will not end well. ”

Tianjiu hurriedly moved, gritted his teeth and thought for a while, took out a secret talisman of thousands of miles, and said loudly: "Girl, you are the great commander, the master is the deputy commander, you think too highly of the master! However, by the way, if the North White Wind comes, you don't fight, just take people away. This damn pervert can do anything, don't let him take you and become his ninth concubine!"

After Tianjiu finished speaking, he waved his hand and threw out the secret talisman.

"Let's talk about the second thing!" Tianjiu waved his hand.

"Wait, boy, since you don't let the old man make a move, can't the old man let the Eight Sages and the Eighteen Sons make a move? As long as they attack from both sides in the northwest, I will allow your little lover to smile and maybe even make an eye on you!" said the old monk thief who broke the dust smiled.

"Huh, yes, old man, I didn't expect you to still have this hand, it's up to you! You can give the order quickly!" "Tianjiu is happy, with the containment of Northern Buddhism, no matter how fierce Beiweimen is, it is impossible to fight Mi Yurong to the death.

Thinking of this, Tianjiu once again took out a Wanli Transmission Secret Talisman, and laughed without hesitation: "Mi girl, brother orders you, don't be afraid of the group of perverts in Beiweimen, give my brother a fight to the death, my brother has already thought of a way to clean them up." As long as you hold on for three days, the perverts will definitely withdraw!"

After saying that, he threw out the transmission note.

"Hey, boy, the old man hasn't finished his words yet, it's okay to ask my old man to go out, but he needs to be paid. Don't have too many old men, give two or three million!" "Monk Pochen saw Tianjiu send out a transmission note, and spread out his dirty hands with a strange smile.

"No, old man, are you a fool?!" Tianjiu was dumbfounded, the big words had already been issued, and it was too late to take it back.

"How can this be called a lie? An army of more than 500,000 people, if you move a little, you don't need a spars? If there is no spar to open the way, the old man of the Eight Saints and Eighteen Sons Kenniao will not give it? Okay, you can give it or not, it's okay if you don't give it, just when the old man doesn't say it, the old man goes to sleep. If your little lover is taken captive, don't cry, quack!"

"Dead old man, count you ruthless! 300,000!" Tianjiu gritted his teeth.

"Two million, not one less!" the old man sat back in his chair.

"500,000, I ask the Northwest Buddha to advance 100 miles in one day, and it is best to take three mountains!"

"One million, the old man promised them fifty miles in three days. The dusty old man lay back into the big chair. (To be continued......)