A glint flashed in the little ghost king's eyes. Compared with hundreds of years ago, this stinking Taoist priest's cultivation was greatly reduced.
Without the help of the little girl, it is still unclear who will win and who will lose. Even with the help of the little girl, he will fight to the death and drag the old Taoist priest into the endless hell!
The ghost aura on Ghost King Lin Yunan became more and more intense, and the cold evil aura that hit his face made Zhang Wenqing frown.
This little ghost king has lived for a thousand years and is the first lonely ghost in the mass grave. It is indeed not easy to eliminate it, but even if he has to fight to the death, he still has to understand this guy!
"Daozhang Zhang, here are the talismans!"
Li Li suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs, flicked his little chubby hand, and threw a bunch of talismans into Daozhang Zhang's arms. Daozhang Zhang had some connection with this mass grave. It was obvious that Daozhang Zhang didn't want them to take action, but he wanted to give some external influence.
Help is still possible!
"Thank you!"
Zhang Wenqing did not refuse. Compared with the Little Ghost King's cultivation, his cultivation was indeed not good enough. It would not be easy to kill the Little Ghost King!
When the Little Ghost King saw this, a flash of scarlet flashed through his empty eyes, and his body instantly turned into a horrifying blood mist, sweeping towards Zhang Wenqing. In just an instant, the blood-red mist surrounded Zhang Wenqing.
Facing the sudden attack, Zhang Wenqing had a cold face. He did not panic, but instead tightened his grip on the peach wood sword in his hand.
The little ghost king in the red blood mist smiled ferociously, and opened his bloody mouth, as if he would swallow him in the next second.
The little ghost king in the thick fog did not notice the sneer at the corner of Zhang Wenqing's mouth. He just wanted to swallow this smelly Taoist priest in one bite. However, the next moment he was in tragedy!
"Tai Shang Laojun taught me how to kill ghosts and communicate with my gods. I called the jade girl to collect the ominous photos. I climbed the rock crack and wore a seal. I wore a canopy on my head, and my feet were Kuigang. I supported Liujia on the left and Liuding on the right. In front of me are
Huang Shen, followed by Yue Zhang. The master of the gods does not avoid the powerful when he kills. He first kills the evil ghosts, and then kills the night light. Why the gods will not subjugate, and how can the ghosts dare to take the lead? Hurry is like a law!"
The Taomu Sword stabbed at the Little Ghost King fiercely, and saw a flash of golden light, and heard a bang, as if it had hit something, and then heard the Little Ghost King's shrill scream, which seemed particularly special in conjunction with the lightning and thunder outside.
The horror!
"Ahhhhh!"
"Stinky Taoist priest, you are looking for death!"
The little ghost king was stabbed by the peach wood sword, and the blood mist dispersed instantly. The originally fragmented soul became even more fragmented. The whole person was like a walking skeleton, as if it would fall apart in the next second!
He obviously only has a little Taoism, but he can seriously injure himself. This stinky Taoist priest is really born to defeat them.
"You are the one who deserves to die. Since you are dead, then go and be reincarnated. If you don't want to be reincarnated and cause harm to mankind, then be prepared to be wiped out in ashes!"
The Little Ghost King transformed into a ball of blood mist again. He wanted to attack, but he didn't dare to step forward. This smelly Taoist priest was really hateful. If he was given more time, he would definitely be able to break free from this hateful seal.
As long as he can break free from this seal, this stinking Taoist Jedi is no match for him!
"Stinky Taoist, go to hell!"
Zhang Wenqing snorted coldly and threw out two lightning strike charms.
"Boom!"
The lightning strike talisman accurately hit the little ghost king in the blood mist. The little ghost king in the blood mist had no time to react and was instantly hit by the terrifying thunder and lightning!
Lei Ke Yin, thunder is the most yang thing, and the ghost king is the most yin thing. The two complement each other. What's more, the little ghost king was stabbed by the Taomu Sword before and was seriously injured. Now he is hit by lightning. It can only be said that he is unlucky.
Bar!
"ah!!"
Concentrated by the tears, the little ghost king Lin Yunan screamed crazily, the blood mist disappeared again, and the little ghost king immediately regrouped into the appearance of a headless ghost.
Perhaps because of the injury, his soul has become weaker and weaker. It seems that with just one blow, this little ghost king will be wiped out!
The bombed and shattered little ghost king had hatred and madness in his empty eyes.
Damn it, damn it, why is this stinking Taoist blocking his way?
This world is inherently unfair, why should the Lin family pay the bill?
The Sheng Dynasty was destroyed, but none of the one hundred and thirty-seven members of the Lin family were alive, not even any descendants. Why would their Sheng Dynasty royal family have any descendants? They all deserved to die. They should all die.
!
The more Lin Yun'an thought about it, the angrier he became. The evil spirit and yin energy in his body suddenly surged. He opened his mouth and directly turned all the ghosts around him into his own nourishment. After devouring hundreds of ghosts, the little ghost king who was originally in danger suddenly became stronger again.
Become energetic.
There was a terrifying smile in his eyes, and his voice was even more eerie and terrifying.
"Stinky Taoist, I will definitely kill you this time!"
Facing the menacing Little Ghost King, Zhang Wenqing's eyes flashed with solemnity. He could feel that the Little Ghost King's strength suddenly increased sharply. His life was obviously hanging by a thread and was wiped out, but he was able to recover in an instant. What a terrifying evil spirit!
"Why don't we go up and help?"
Gu Feng couldn't help but frown. To be honest, Daozhang Zhang was already very strong. In just those few rounds, Daozhang Zhang clearly had the upper hand, but the little ghost king suddenly sucked in the ghosts around him, and his ghost power surged. This was not
What a good sign!
"Need not!"
Li Li shook his head, that little ghost king was indeed powerful, but unfortunately, his strength only seemed to have increased over the past thousand years, and his IQ was still at the level of his childhood.
It does not mean that people with higher cultivation level will win, unless they crush the same gap, but the difference in their strength is not enough to crush the existence!
Zhang Daozhang's spells are very powerful. If I am not mistaken, Zhang Daozhang's spells contain powerful power. This kind of spell seems to be born to restrain evil spirits. She has never heard of such a spell. This world is really interesting!
As she expected, even with his sudden increase in strength, the Little Ghost King was still no match for Daochang Zhang.
With the spells and the attacks from the talismans, the little ghost king gradually became unable to withstand it.
"ah!!"
There was another extremely miserable scream, and the Little Ghost King was once again pushed back by Zhang Wenqing. The head that was pressed on his neck fell to the ground with a plop. Now the Little Ghost King became a veritable headless Ghost King!
"Stinky Taoist, I'm going to kill you!"
Looking at the furious Little Ghost King, Zhang Wenqing held up the peach wood sword with an expressionless face and struck the Little Ghost King with his final full blow.
He gritted his teeth and would never admit defeat at this time. This little ghost king must completely solve it today, otherwise the entire capital will be in danger.
Being injured by such a smelly Taoist priest like Zhang Wenqing one after another, and almost losing his soul, the little ghost king Lin Yunan was completely angry. His anger burst into the sky instantly. It was surrounded by terrifying evil spirit and resentment. The wind was blowing all around, and it instantly let out the roar of ghosts and wolves.