Seeing the green-faced ghost king being led by the three men to wander around the scene, Li Huansheng's old face showed a layer of anger, but he made no move.

An hour later, Hu Yizhi, who had been fighting fiercely for a long time, was already exhausted. However, although the green-faced ghost king had been running for a long time and had many scorched marks on his body from the spells of several people, he seemed to be tireless and still maintained his figure.

The electrical potential is astonishing.

The young Taoist priest frowned, knowing that if he continued like this, he would be defeated one by one by the ghost king after exhausting his energy. He couldn't help but regret that he had gone too far this time and did not ask the master for a defensive talisman.

"Fellow Daoist Hu, I wonder if the two of you can hold off the Ghost King for a while. I have a secret method specifically for restraining ghosts, but it requires at least one stick of incense to prepare." The young Taoist waved his hand and fired a fire bomb at the Ghost King, turning to face him.

The two said solemnly.

Seeing the sincerity on his face, Hu Yizhi thought that this person was Xiaolu's brother, and he had no better way to deal with the green-faced ghost king at this time, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Taoist priest, please feel free to cast the spell, I will wait for you."

Try your best to contain this ghost king and buy you time."

Lin Yan nodded slightly. Although he didn't respond, he paused and without saying a word, he raised his sword again and struck at the Ghost King who was running towards the young Taoist priest.

Without the young Taoist priest's spell to restrain them, even though the Ghost King had limited intelligence, the situation for the two of them suddenly became extremely difficult.

The young Taoist priest had a solemn face, and with a movement of his body, he quickly left the battlefield, retreated far to the side, sat down cross-legged in the forest, closed his eyes, made secrets in his hand, moved his lips slightly, and kept mumbling.

What.

In the mask of light, Li Huansheng's old face showed a look of resentment. He snorted coldly and said, "The smelly Taoist priest is still using some secret method in a whimsical manner at this time. Even if you have the ability to invite the ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty, so what? I

I want to see if you can survive until the technique is completed!"

By this time, Hu Yizhi's face was pale, and the spiritual power in his Dantian that had not been fully restored was now even more depleted. He was squeezing the body's potential with a strong willpower.

Although Lin Yan's condition is better, after all, she has just entered Xiantian and her strength is limited, but the ghost king is infinitely powerful. Once Hu Yizhi completely loses his fighting power, she alone will not be able to stop the powerful green-faced ghost king.

.

Time passed bit by bit, and after releasing the Fire Bomb Technique again, Hu Yizhi finally exhausted his physical strength and spiritual energy, and was no longer able to use the Spiritual Fox Step to avoid the Ghost King who was rushing toward him.

"Master Hu Feng!"

Lin Yan shouted loudly and raised his sword to pursue him, but at this time, the Ghost King had already become extremely angry under the back and forth play of several people, and almost in an instant he threw himself in front of Hu Yizhi who was kneeling on one knee.

"Master!!"

Seeing the huge blue-black ghost claws of the Ghost King slashing down at Hu Yizhi like a blanket of heaven and earth, Liu Xiaolu felt his eyes were about to burst and his blood was rising. He raised his hand and hit the Ghost King with a fire bullet.

The red fireball exploded on the ghost claw, and the blue-black skin was instantly burnt black, and even two of the sharp black nails on the five fingers were broken off.

The Ghost King's body was tilted by this sudden blow, and with an angry roar, he dropped Hu Yizhi at his feet again, and threw himself straight in the direction of the previous fireball.

But Liu Xiaolu, who made this hateful blow, once again exhausted all the spiritual power in his Dantian. His body swayed, and he would have thrown himself to the ground if Feiyun hadn't grabbed him by the side.

Luo Lin, who had been keeping his sword in front of the two of them, saw this, his sword eyebrows were raised, and his thoughts were spinning.

Although it is not impossible to dodge the Ghost King's attack with his physical skills, at this moment Senior Brother Feiyun and Xiaolu are simply unable to fight anymore. If he retreats, the two of them will definitely be covered in blood.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Luo Lin's eyes narrowed. Amid everyone's surprised gazes, he faced the menacing green-faced ghost king without hesitation and raised his knife to meet him.

"No! Xiaolin, don't!" Looking at the young man's back as he walked away with a knife, Liu Xiaolu cried out with tears in his eyes.

The swords and claws clashed, and the long sword that Luo Lin slashed at the Ghost King was easily grasped in his hand by a blue-black ghost claw.

Luo Lin's face turned red, he clasped his hands and tried with all his strength to pull out the long knife from the shackles of the ghost claw. But no matter how hard he tried, the long knife in his hand was still tightly bound by the ghost claw.

Stuck and unable to move.

The Ghost King roared, then raised his other arm and slapped the young man in green in front of him whose weapon was restrained. He swung his huge ghost claw and easily cut five deep and visible lines on the young man's chest and abdomen.

Bone claw marks.

Under the claws of the Ghost King, the young man's body was instantly knocked out, blood spurted out, and he fell to the side of the forest without knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"Evil! Go to hell!"

Only then did Lin Yan, with blood-red eyes, catch up from behind. With a squeak in his mouth, he swung his sword towards the green-faced ghost king's vest.

There was a crisp sound, and a white dent was made on the ghost king's blue-black skin, but the tip of the long sword in Lin Yan's hand broke in response to the sound.

"This... how is this possible? The master's sword was broken like this..." Lin Yan stared blankly at the broken sword in his hand and murmured.

Feeling the pain, the Ghost King roared and turned towards Lin Yan behind him.

As the Ghost King approached, a fishy wind blew towards his face. Lin Yan suddenly came to his senses and was about to cut off the sword in his hand and swing it across his chest.

A huge force hit her instantly, she groaned, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then narrowly blocked the sharp claws of the Ghost King in front of her eyes.

"Ouch!"

The green-faced ghost king raised his head and roared in dissatisfaction, raised his claws upwards, and directly knocked Lin Yan across from him with his sword.

Lin Yan, who was dressed in black clothes, drew an arc in the air and fell hard to the ground. She stood up with a pale face, but another large mouthful of blood spurted out.

The obstacle in front of him was successfully knocked away. The Ghost King screamed in excitement, turned around and rushed towards Liu Xiaolu, who was in tears and his eyes were dull.

Seeing the green-faced ghost king getting closer and closer, Liu Xiaolu closed his eyes in despair, but there was a soft popping sound in his ears, and a warm and sweet liquid rushed towards his face.

Subconsciously, he opened his eyes and saw that Senior Brother Feiyun, who was seriously injured, had unexpectedly stood in front of him. His broad chest had been penetrated by the Ghost King's claws, and several curved and sharp black nails emerged from his bloody body.

His chest poked out.

"Senior Brother Feiyun..."

Liu Xiaolu stared blankly at Feiyun, whose eyes had lost all energy. She wanted to cry loudly, but found that she could no longer shed tears.
Chapter completed!