Chapter 112

Bang!

Long Xiaoshan's body shook a few times, and he took more than ten steps back in the air, black smoke was billowing above his shoulders, and a black fist mark sank into his skin for several inches.

Roar!

The ghost king succeeded in his blow, becoming more and more ferocious, and the spear wrenched out a series of dragon-like spear shadows in the air.

On the other side, the sharp axe ghost king also roared again and again, and the giant axe slashed, sealing all the retreats of Long Xiaoshan, Long Xiaoshan suddenly fell into a passive situation, and was killed by the two ghost kings, and retreated.

What's more, there is also the night beside him, casting all kinds of ghost spells, and all kinds of light shoot out from the skeleton scepter, fishy green light, evil black light, poisonous red light, piercing white light, all kinds of treacherous and dark spells, smashing towards Long Xiaoshan.

Long Xiaoshan, who was caught in the attack on three sides, fell into a dangerous situation.

The night roared: "Kill me, you come to kill me again, just because you want to kill me in the night." ”

As if he wanted to vent all the resentment that he had almost been killed by Long Xiaoshan before.

In an instant.

Long Xiaoshan was hit by a few more attacks on his body, and his body was already surrounded by all kinds of black gas, green gas, and blood qi, which looked a little shocking.

Seeing this scene, Yan Bing and the others showed anxious expressions: "Senior!"

They wanted to come forward to help, but with their little strength, let alone joining the battle, as long as they got close, they could be torn apart by the aftermath of the Grandmaster War.

The people in the hidden door who were watching around shook their heads again and again.

To tell the truth, Long Xiaoshan has already shown terrifying strength, enough to single-handedly take on the two ghost kings without falling behind, but in the end, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and it is difficult to support alone, and the addition of Cangye is like the last straw that crushes the bridge, and the balance immediately pours.

Long Xiaoshan's defeat was only a matter of time.

"Senior Sister Fu, have you seen it, this person is in danger, I overestimate him, you see that the master of the Black Scale Sect has not moved, and he can't hold on anymore. Tang Leyou also opened a fan and shook it quickly-the people in the Jade Palace seem to like to take a fan.

Fu Xuelan was worried in her heart, and when she saw Tang Leyou talking coldly, she glared at Tang Leyou fiercely.

But she didn't have the heart to quarrel with Tang Leyou now.

Long Xiaoshan's situation was very dangerous, and she turned her head to look at Lu Qiu Daishan: "Master, can you help him ......?"

Lu Qiu Daishan glanced at Fu Xuelan unexpectedly, she didn't know how an apprentice with a high temperament could ask for help for someone she didn't know, and the worry on her face didn't seem to be fake at all, this was not like her usual style.

Lu Qiu Daishan's heart turned, but he sighed helplessly: "Xue Lan, it's not for the teacher not to help, now the two sides are already in earnest, if the teacher is scattered, it's okay, but the teacher is the master of the Bodhisattva Gate, if he makes a move, he will involve the Bodhisattva Gate in the sectarian war......"

Fu Xuelan clenched her fists tightly, and her little face turned pale.

She didn't speak again.

Because she knows her master's character very well, although she has a soft appearance, she never changes the decisions she makes, not to mention, even if she worries about Long Xiaoshan, she can't put the Bodhisattva Gate in danger because of selfishness.

If it were you, you wouldn't lose, definitely, no......

"With this bit of strength, I also want to exterminate our Black Scale Sect, it's ridiculous, all kneel, there is still a glimmer of life, otherwise you will wait for your soul refining today. "The victory in the night is in hand, and the clamor is rampant.

The entire Black Scale Sect disciples pressed over and surrounded everyone in the Dragon Group.

The pressure of terror was overwhelming.

It was as if it had condensed into a demon as high as a mountain.

The whole body of Yan Bing and the others clicked, and their knees were so strongly pressed that they knelt on the ground.

"No!"

The dragon group and the others resisted desperately, they knew that once they knelt down, it would be more humiliating than being killed, and the consequences would be even more serious.

The dragon group issued a letter of begging, inviting the world to exterminate the Black Scale Gate.

Now the hidden door is known, and there are a large number of people in the hidden door who are watching here, if they kneel in front of the black scale gate mountain gate and spread it, I am afraid that from now on, they will completely become a laughing stock, and the dignified extermination action will finally become kneeling and begging for mercy, is there anything more ridiculous than this.

This is also the poisonous plan of Cangye and the others, otherwise the sect would have surged up and tore Yan Bing and the others apart.

Poof!

Yan Bing and the others spit out a mouthful of blood.

They had already used secret techniques to force out their potential, but compared to the oppression of hundreds of people in the entire Black Scale Sect, they were really a mantis arm.

That's when it happened.

Suddenly, everyone heard a roar that looked like a dragon and a beast.

It was as if the thunder had exploded, and even the thousands of Hidden Sect martial artists at the foot of the Ghost Yan Mountain were so shocked that their blood was churning, and their ears were buzzing, not to mention the Black Scale Sect disciples who were close at hand on the Ghost Yan Mountain.

A blood qi rose into the sky like wolf smoke, condensed into a mountain-like eight-armed crocodile phantom in the air, this primeval beast, as soon as it appeared, it roared in the sky, and waved its eight arms.

Tear apart the demonic coercion.

A large number of Black Scale Sect disciples wailed in pain, covered their ears, and blood gushed out from all seven orifices.

What ghosts are most afraid of is powerful qi and blood, which is the most yang thing.

What's more, it is an eight-armed crocodile dragon with the blood of an ancient evil dragon.

Although this primeval beast was not manifested in its true body, it was the condensed qi and blood phantom, which was also blazing like the scorching sun, melting the overwhelming ghost qi.

Bang!

Suddenly, a ghost king burst open.

A figure soared into the sky, suspended in the air, shrouded in a layer of blood flames.

Everyone saw that it was Long Xiaoshan.

But at this time, Long Xiaoshan's arms and feet were covered with silver scales the size of copper coins, his nails extended out, sharp as knives, his eyes were bloody, and his hair had also turned into a blood-red color, draped to his waist, like a half-human, half-demon demon.

The monstrous blood qi twisted and rolled around him, like waves in a sea of blood.

Long Xiaoshan laughed cruelly: "The hamster who doesn't know whether to live or die, give you a long face, and dare to ask the deity to kneel, today the deity will step on your ghost Yan Mountain and destroy you!"

If the previous Long Xiaoshan is a peaceful atmosphere.

Then after urging the Blood Demon Sutra, Long Xiaoshan seemed to be incarnated as a demon, although his soul was strong and he would not fall into the demon path, but his style of action was obviously more brutal, arrogant, and unscrupulous.

Even this group of black-scaled sect cultivators who cultivated the ghost path seemed to have turned into pure little white sheep in front of Long Xiaoshan at this moment.

Rumble!

As soon as the voice fell!

The blood on Long Xiaoshan's body burned wildly.

turned into a dazzling blood light, across the sky, only hitting the night, just now this guy shouted the loudest.

The dazzling blood light poured in, and before he could reach his body, the night felt like he was being scorched by the scorching sun, and the pain was incomparable, and he was extremely frightened, and fled in a hurry, screaming again and again.

The Sharp Axe Ghost King rushed over, and the huge ghost body blocked in front of the dazzling blood light.

He is the ghost pet of the refining of the night, and naturally he has to protect his master.