"Ghost pharmacist, please spare me!"

"I know I'm wrong, and I will never dare to go to the line again."

"Please let me go."

The short monk rolled around and begged for mercy. The shrill voice made everyone around him feel creepy when he heard it.

Only then did the people around me realize that the strongest way for the pharmacist is not to save people, but to kill people.

"Who dares to line up, this is what she will end up with."

A familiar voice came from it, not the voice of Zhuque, who was it?

Although it has been ten years, the sound is still so familiar.

I wonder if her appearance has changed?

Ye Xiong found that he was feeling a little uneasy.

After a moment, the short monk fell to the ground and died so much that he could not die again.

Everyone around him is now well-behaved and dares not be unruly at all.

The short monk's cultivation is not a vulgarity. He suddenly died like this. He didn't even know how he died. It can be seen how poisoned this ghost pharmacist used to be so unpredictable that who would dare to die?

But at this moment, another familiar voice came.

"Miss Zhu, I come here to borrow something from you."

Above his head, a huge black shadow fell from the sky, like a huge bat, and the pressure made everyone around him breathless.

The black shadow fell to the clinic and turned into a man wearing a bat mask. He was the master of the Wanba Cave, Wanba King.

When Ye Xiong came to the ghost world, he also obtained a few drops of bat king blood from Wanbat King. The two still had some grudges, but they didn't expect to meet again here.

After the Wanbat King fell, he walked straight into the clinic.

After all, he was also a dignified underground king in the ghost world. In the entire ghost world, except for the Rakshasa Ghost Emperor, he did not take the second person seriously. How could he be queuing with these people?

At this moment, a thin black needle as thin as cow's hair shot out from it. In the dark night, it was really unaware of it.

What a man, Wanbat King, could he be injured by this small hidden weapon? He immediately clamped his hands and clamped the silver needle, sneering: "The disciple of the ghost medicine master is good, but this method is just to deal with me, but I still owe some fire."

"Why are you here, you are not welcome here." Zhuque said coldly.

"Miss Zhu, I know you have a blood plant that is hidden in ten thousand years on you, and I want to borrow it from you for use." said the King of Ten Thousand Bats.

"Don't say that there is no blood skull on my body. Even if there is one, I will not lend you the best elixir for treating internal injuries like blood skull."

"Miss Zhu, your master didn't dare to speak to me like this when he was alive. Why do you talk to me in such a tone?"

"When my master was alive, you probably didn't even dare to enter this small town." Zhuque sneered.

"You...Miss Zhu, I'll give you another chance and hand over the blood immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." Wan Bat King was furious.

Ye Xiongzheng didn't know how to find an opportunity to let Zhuque know that he was here. How could such a good opportunity be missed? His figure was like a big roc spreading its wings and landed beside Wan Bat, and said aloud: "The Bat King is such a big air. I have been waiting here for a day and a night and I dare not speak. You have to grab it as soon as you come. Can you really think of yourself as a character?"

Hearing Ye Xiong's voice, the eyes of Wanbat King immediately fell on him.

When Ye Xiong took so many drops of essence and blood from his body, he seriously injured his vitality. He had not recovered in the slightest years of practice. He found out that the ghost pharmacist had obtained a elixir of universal elixir that could restore essence and blood. He originally wanted to come and grab it while the ghost pharmacist died, but he didn't expect to meet this guy again.

"Boy, I haven't settled the score with you yet, but you came to your door to die." King Wanbat gritted his teeth and stared at him fiercely: "Give me back the essence and blood, otherwise, today will be your death."

"Just you?" Ye Xiong couldn't help laughing.

"Boy, don't think of using the Ice Spirit to deceive me again. I already know that the Ice Spirit has long been dead. Today you are dead." Wanbat King said angrily.

The thing he was deceived by the fake ice spirit was a shame for his life, and he dreamed of avenging this.

"Do you want to get your essence and blood back? Come with me?"

Ye Xiong's body turned into a stream of light and left, and instantly fell into the air.

The town is too small and cannot be used, and it is destroyed in minutes. Ye Xiong does not want to kill innocent people.

"Stupid boy, don't run away."

The Wanbat King followed him tightly, and the two of them soon arrived in mid-air and faced each other head-on.

...

In the clinic, a figure in a black robe sat foolishly, wrapped in a black robe, and couldn't see her appearance clearly.

"Miss Zhu, what kind of disease is this?" asked the patient in front of him.

"Oh... Your illness is not a problem. You can wait for me here first. I'll go and work for a while and come back soon."

Zhuque's body transformed into a ball of black mist and floated out. He came to the roof and transformed into a figure, staring at the figure above his head.

She didn't expect to meet him here.

It's been ten years, a full ten years.

For monks, ten years may not be anything, but for humans, ten years is a long time.

In the past ten years, she has hid in the ghost world, ignored the outside world, sought the truth, and knew nothing about the outside world.

She also wondered how he was and what he became.

It seems that he is still the same as before and has not changed much.

I wonder how his cultivation is?

Wanbat King is one of the best masters in the ghost world, and even she is very afraid of it. In the entire ghost world, except for the Rakshasa Ghost King, no one is the opponent of Wanbat King, and she couldn't help but worry.

At this moment, the two people in the air had already started to fight.

I saw the Ten Thousand Bat King transform into a curtain of the sky, and with a huge bat shadow, pounced towards Ye Xiong with a powerful aura. The momentum seemed to kill the opponent with one move.

Zhuque moved his body and was about to take action.

The next moment, an amazing scene appeared.

I saw a bulge of overwhelming momentum erupting from Ye Xiong.

Ten thousand golden lights were emitted from him, like a rising sun. At this moment, he gave people the feeling like the sun.

The momentum of the Ten Thousand Bat King was already very strong, but after encountering his momentum, his momentum was like paper and was instantly destroyed.

Before Ye Xiong advanced to the middle stage of the Golden Pill, he could already compete with the Ten Thousand Bat King. Now he has entered the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and Ten Thousand Bat King lost his essence and blood, and his vitality was severely damaged, one was reduced and the other was rising. Both sides were no longer on the same level.

"King of Ten Thousand Bats, I wanted to let you go, but I didn't think you were alive and dead, so I'll give you a ride."

Ye Xiong stretched out his palm, and a mini Fenglei sword suddenly appeared in his palm.

After the Fenglei Sword took off, it instantly turned into a golden light, with a ray of thunder patterns all over it.

Since he practiced the Wind and Thunder Flying Sword, Ye Xiong has never used it. Today he happened to use the Wanbat King to feed him a move.

"disease!"

The Fenglei Flying Sword was shining brightly, and it disappeared instantly at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye, shuttled through the air.
Chapter completed!