Meng Po immediately crossed her hands in front of her body, and heard three "bang bang bang" sounds in a row. The clothes on Meng Po's hands were immediately shattered by the shock, revealing her withered arms!
Po Meng suddenly raised her head, and a sinister smile gradually appeared on her old face.
"King of Ghosts, I think you should know very well now."
"The poison in you is extremely overbearing and has merged with your blood."
"And as this toxicity continues to spread, when it is completely poured into your bloodline Dantian, even the Great Luo Immortal will not be able to save you!"
"The only thing you can do now is to surrender obediently, and I will free up a good cell for you to eat, clothe and live in!"
"Otherwise, don't talk about it for half a year. I think in half an hour you will go to the underworld and really go see King Yama!"
Behind Po Meng, there were several shrill screams, and the four maids of the Ghost King in red robes were killed by a group of white-robed followers.
They quickly surrounded the Ghost King.
Po Meng took a few steps back, and then said to the ten men in purple robes who were standing nearby and watching.
"Ten Halls of Yama, it's time to show your sincerity!"
The 10 people looked at each other and then responded: "Yes, Po Meng!"
Then, those 10 people rushed towards the Ghost King at the same time.
The Ghost King stood still, and when they were completely close, he suddenly opened his hands.
A surging aura, centered on the Ghost King, vibrated in all directions!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
The Ten Halls of Yama simultaneously besieged the Ghost King, but were all knocked away by one of his moves.
And Po Meng seemed to have expected all this, she seized the opportunity and quickly went around from behind!
The crutch in his hand flashed a cold light in the air, stabbing the Ghost King's vest from behind!
It was as if the ghost king's body was being pierced through his head.
However, the crutch in Po Meng's hand directly penetrated the black robe of the Ghost King.
But there was no blood on the ground, and when Po Meng raised her head, she realized that what she had penetrated was just long-distance running.
The Ghost King turned around, and suddenly a small palm carved like white jade struck Po Meng hard on the shoulder from the corner of her robe!
Just hearing Po Meng let out a cry, the two of them immediately fell backwards and flew away at the same time.
Po Meng shouted while retreating: "What are you doing standing there in a daze?"
"Come together!"
"Kill the Ghost King and we will surrender to Cai Jing. Relying on Cai Jing's power, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty will make us the state religion!"
"When the time comes, the Xuanming Sect will be even more glorious and powerful than the Ming Sect!"
Yama of the Tenth Palace seemed to have seen the beautiful vision and stepped forward again.
They were less than 20 steps away from the Ghost King, and at the same time, they continuously waved the powerful energy in their bodies towards the Ghost King!
In an instant, all kinds of qi appeared, some as hot as fire, some as cold as ice, and some even sharper than the edge of a knife.
They were entangled together, like cannonballs, causing a violent impact and explosion where the Ghost King was.
"boom!"
"boom!"
After the violent explosion, a huge hole appeared in the entire ground.
Apart from the tattered black robe of the Ghost King, there was nothing left.
Po Meng held her cane and walked slowly to the side of the black robe.
Her eyes flickered slightly, then she stretched out her dry hand and grabbed the black robe.
She turned her head and looked around and said coldly: "The Ghost King is dead. From now on, I, the Xuanming Sect, will take over temporarily!"
At the same time.
Wu Zhi and his team, led by Black and White Wuchang, walked out of the woods and arrived at the entrance of Xuanming Sect.
When you look up, you will see the archway with the words "Ghost Gate" written on it.
Wu Zhi carried Yu Mao Zhan Zhao on his back and glanced at the long mountain road behind him.
I don't know why, but I always feel uncomfortable somewhere.
But I can't explain why.
It felt like I had done something I shouldn't have done when I was in a daze just now.
Does this matter refer to sleeping with the nine-tailed demon fox?