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Chapter 2286 Magical Brush

Wang Dachun was watching the blood river ancestor fusing blood pool at this moment, and suddenly woke up suddenly.

My hair exploded all over my body, and a sense of life and death crisis hit my heart.

Wang Dachun reacted and suddenly manipulated the doors of wonders to avoid them. Then he looked at the Ghost King of the Netherworld, "Who are you and why are you sneaking into me?"

He could see that the old man in black in front of him was very strong, much stronger than a master of the Great Saint level. Moreover, the tricks in this person's eyes were flashing, and he was obviously not an easy person to deal with.

The Ghost King of Netherworld was stunned. He didn't expect that Wang Dachun was so smart. He did not succeed in using the stealth technique to attack just now, which was beyond his expectations.

"Your name is Wang Dachun, right? Someone spends a lot of money to buy your head. Let me tell you the truth. I am the King of Ghost in the Underworld, so that you can know whose hands you die... "

The laughter of the Nether Ghost King was as unpleasant as a night owl, and it floated back and forth in such a valley, making it even more gloomy and terrifying.

Wang Dachun raised his eyebrows, "Ghost King of the Netherworld? How much benefit does that person give you? How about I give you double the price to kill him?"

The Ghost King of Netherworld snorted coldly, "Hmph, what I Ghost King of Netherworld values ​​most is reputation. Don't say you give me twice, even five times or ten times is impossible!"

"Tsk, it's ridiculous that you are a guy who is not a human or a ghost, and you are worthy of having a reputation. It's ridiculous! Use any means to do it, but don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Wang Dachun was secretly alert, but he was unforgivable. This was probably the strongest opponent he had encountered since his debut. The Holy King was ten times stronger than the Great Sage, and everyone's strength was different. This ugly guy in front of him was definitely not easy to deal with.

The Ghost King's face darkened, "Looking for death! Boy, I originally planned to kill you, but now I have changed my mind. I want to refine you into the King of Ten Thousand Ghost Corpse for me to drive you for ten thousand years."

As soon as the Ghost King finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, a black fog suddenly enveloped Wang Dachun. The dark fog was filled with yin energy and heavy ghosts. One by one, the ghost ghosts swayed their teeth and claws rushed towards Wang Dachun.

"That's it..." A purple galaxy suddenly appeared in Wang Dachun's palm. When he pressed down, a sea of ​​thunder and lightning appeared, covering all the ghosts and ghosts.

Crackling!

Those ghosts were immediately cleared by lightning.

These lightnings are the nemesis of ghosts.

"Well? The boy is good. I didn't expect to be a Lei Xiu, but it's useless. The gap is too big. I want you to know that these are all futile!"

After the Ghost King finished speaking, he grabbed the big hand, and a black dot appeared in his palm. The black dot magnified little by little, and finally formed a pitch-black whirlpool storm, which immediately swallowed up the lightning.

Wang Dachun's expression changed, "Hmm? Could it be that this is the legendary Great Devouring Technique?"

The Great Devouring Technique is also a type of three thousand Taoist techniques, and it is extremely powerful. Unexpectedly, it is used on the Ghost King of the Netherworld.

The Ghost King of Netherworld was a little proud, "Hehehe, boy, you still have some strength in your eyes. Although your lightning restrains me, I also have the means to restrain you."

"Sister Qinglian, this great devouring technique..." Wang Dachun wanted to ask the Qinglian Fairy if there was any way to crack the great devouring technique, but when he spoke, he remembered that the Qinglian Fairy had left, so he had to sigh.

"Hmph, don't think that you are the only one who knows three thousand Taoist techniques, I can do it, the Great Desert and Prosperity!"

“Great Cut!”

"Great Curse!"

Wang Dachun used three Taoist techniques in a row.

As soon as these three Taoist techniques came out, the Ghost King of the Netherworld was in a hurry, but soon he calmed down and couldn't help but shout, "Great Devouring Technique, swallow it for me! Swallow! Swallow!"

Suddenly, a big black mouth appeared in front of the Nether Ghost King, and whether it was the cutting wind blade, the sword Ren, the sword Ren, the sword Ren, etc. were swallowed by it.

Only the Great Depression and Wind Technique cannot swallow it. At this moment, the Nether Ghost King's body is not feeling well. The Great Depression and Wind Technique makes half of his body full of vitality, and the other half's body begins to dry up, and the spiritual energy is not running smoothly.

"What! Is this the Great Decay and Prosperity? It's really amazing! But this doesn't hurt me. The world is invincible, and the shape changes the shadows, and the universe moves greatly." The Ghost King shouted loudly, and suddenly his body disappeared, replaced by a skeleton ghost.

It turned out that he used the shape-shifting technique to transfer the Great Dew and Wind Technique to the Skeleton Ghost. This trick of using the golden cicada to escape from the shell was so good that it was simply a secret of the world.

"not good!"

The moment the Ghost King of the Underworld disappeared, Wang Dachun's expression changed and he planned to use the Gate of All Wonders to teleport, but he was still one step slower. The Ghost King of the Underworld had already appeared behind him, and his dry palm was immediately imprinted on his body.

Wang Dachun's body was immediately shot out hundreds of meters, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. The speed of the Nether Ghost King was too fast, making people unable to defend themselves.

Thanks to Wang Dachun having the golden body of an Arhat, otherwise he would have gone to the underworld to find Meng Po. The masters of the Holy King level are indeed powerful, and they are not of the same level in terms of speed or power.ωωw.

The gap is not very big.

"Hmm? This is not dead?"

It was the turn of the Nether Ghost King to be surprised. Wang Dachun's body was not broken up. This was beyond his expectations. After all, even a mountain of his palm was about to collapse, let alone a small saint level.

Wang Dachun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Old ghost, there are so many people who want my life. I am still living a good life now. It depends on whether you have the ability."

"Is that so, boy, I will take you away today." After saying that, the Ghost King rushed towards Wang Dachun again, rubbed his left and right hands, and a brush suddenly appeared.

Then he waved his brush and wrote the word "Zhen" in the air. Suddenly, the word "Zhen" turned into a mountain to suppress Wang Dachun.

Immediately afterwards, the Ghost King of Netherworld wrote the word "kill" with his brush, and the word "kill" suddenly turned into a knife and a sword and slashed towards Wang Dachun.

Wang Dachun hadn't seen such a weapon before, and suddenly felt very strange. This was a semi-divine artifact Ma Liang magic pen obtained by the Ghost King of the Netherworld. He had used this weapon to kill many masters.

The Ghost King of Netherworld stroked his pen and wrote a big word "ghost". Suddenly, a tall, green-haired and golden-eyed ghost appeared and rushed towards Wang Dachun.

Immediately afterwards, the Ghost King of Netherworld wrote down the word "beauty", and a graceful beauty appeared. The beauty was wearing a tulle and dancing in front of Wang Dachun, with every frown and smile full of temptation.

"Well, that guy Wang Dachun seems to be right ahead, and he finally found him!"
Chapter completed!
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