boom!
The mud splashed, and Yang Ji jumped out of the ground while riding the boat: "Elder, are you okay?"
"Yang Ji, be careful. Don't be careless. This ghost king's spirit is very powerful and can sense your actions underground."
The wind roared, and a dark shadow flashed, and a tall figure gasped and retreated from the fierce battle ahead, retreating to Yang Ji. It was none other than Elder Zhang.
The white air on his body was steaming, and the aura he exuded rose and fell like a tide, rising and falling erratically. It seemed that he had consumed a lot in this battle.
"Jie Jie!"
A burst of ugly laughter resounded through the sky, and the whole body of the Skeleton Ghost King was hidden in the billowing black smoke. Only one pair of claws and the corners of the black robe were exposed, and the falcon and iron crown were exposed.
Send two other elders to fight fiercely together.
The torrent of corpse energy, death energy, and evil energy outside his body turned into a black evil dragon looking for opportunities in the void, trying to take advantage of the gap to enter and devour the person he chose.
On his body, Yang Ji smelled a special, rotten, choking smell of death, which could be felt from a long distance away.
"Bang bang!"
The hurricane was raging, and countless ghost shadows around the Skeleton Ghost King came and went, making ear-piercing roars. With the power of one person, he actually suppressed two Wuzong elders of the Iron Crown Sect.
Bang bang!
Thousands of black evil torrents roared in the air, and the Skeleton Ghost King used his two claws to forcefully fly away the two elders of the Iron Crown Sect.
"Boy, I recognize you!"
The Skeleton Ghost King's voice was hoarse and unpleasant. Unexpectedly, the moment he landed, he did not look at the three Iron Crown Sect elders who were fighting fiercely, but glanced at Yang Ji who was standing behind Elder Zhang.
"!!!"
Yang Ji was shocked and completely unexpected.
"I recognize your scent, and there is the scent you left in my underground palace. Where is my "Hundred Ghosts Night Journey", hand it over, and I can make your death a little less painful."
The dark claws of the Skeleton Ghost King rose out of the thick smoke, and the seven-inch-long nails shone with a cold light, looking extremely evil.
"A Hundred Ghosts at Night?"
The three Iron Crown Sect elders were breathing erratically, ignoring the skeleton ghost king in front of them, and all turned to look at Yang Ji.
"Yang Ji, have you ever entered his lair?"
Elder Zhang said with a strange look on his face.
"Um."
Yang Ji hesitated for a moment and nodded. This old ghost is indeed powerful. I thought he had never seen him before, but I didn't expect that this guy could smell the scent left by humans just like a wild beast.
"No wonder he slapped me through the dirt."
Yang Ji remembered the sudden blow before, and a thought flashed in his mind.
"The disciple did enter the underground palace once and took something."
The Skeleton Ghost King was obviously convinced, and Yang Ji simply admitted it.
"Hehe, it's not surprising at all. You old guys probably don't know yet, but he also secretly learned the Ah Bi Gong of our evil lineage and practiced the evil flame demon I gave to my subordinates..."
A sneer came from behind, the ground cracked, and in the thick smoke, the evil prince slowly rose up from the ground on the Ghost Dragon Bridge. He glanced at Yang Ji, smiled slightly, and said with evil intentions:
"Such a good disciple, it's really unfair to stay in your Iron Crown Sect. It seems that he has no taboos like our evil way, but he is a member of the same way as us!"
As soon as these words came out, everything in the Ten Thousand Tombs Ridge fell silent.
Yang Ji's eyes turned cold. The evil prince said this in front of the elders of the sect. He was definitely hiding evil intentions and his intentions were worthy of death! p
Chapter completed!