Chapter 191

The thoughts in the black-robed man's mind were spinning wildly, but the thunder and lightning had already come in an instant, and he didn't have time to dodge at all.

Rumble!

A cloud of green light, a cloud of yellow light, and a cloud of red light burst out on the body of the black-robed man.

The three rays of light lit up one after another, but under the thunder and lightning, they melted like fertile snow, the green light disappeared, the yellow light disappeared, the red light disappeared, and then, the thunder and lightning that had consumed most of it still hit the black-robed man's body.

The black-robed man screamed.

Fall to the ground.

The light of the explosion, like a dazzling little sun, radiated out, and the tomb emitted bursts of ghost crying wolf howls, and quickly disappeared, and the originally gloomy cave suddenly became clear, what yin, evil, poison, ghost, under the thunder law of Long Xiaoshan, the ghosts and ghosts, all dissipated.

"This ......"

Li Huan, Yan Bing, and the people of the Dragon Group looked at Long Xiaoshan who was standing with his hands in his hands blankly.

For a moment, I couldn't recall it in my mind.

This is the taciturn Long Yi who didn't dare to take Hong Xiaojin's challenge, and was considered by them to be a bad seed?

The person is still the same person.

The face is still the same unremarkable face.

However, the image of Long Xiaoshan controlling the thunder and lightning just now, like a god in charge of the thunder punishment, could no longer be erased from their minds.

Look at the black-robed man who was invincible before.

The Great Spirit Master of the Black Scale Gate.

The clothes exploded, revealing a pale and withered body, and there was even more green smoke rising from it, and the power of thunder was so powerful that it was so powerful!

The old man of the Black Scale Gate trembled and got up from the ground, his head was a triangular bald head, and his eye sockets were deep, as if there were no eyeballs, only the existence of two ghost fires, but now these two ghost fires were almost annihilated.

"Which old ghost of the Heavenly Master Dao are you? Lu Jingxiu or Zhang Daoyi, why don't you show your true face, sneakily hiding in these little ghosts to plot against me, it's really despicable. ”

The old man of the Black Scale Gate roared angrily.

He never believed that the young man in front of him, who looked to be in his twenties, could cast such a powerful thunder method, which could only be performed by the most powerful old ghosts of the Heavenly Master Dao.

Appearance, for the people in the hidden door, can't say anything at all.

Even he can easily disguise himself as a young man.

Long Xiaoshan didn't bother to explain at all, and with a move of his hand, another thunderbolt turned out from the void.

Seeing this, the old man of the Black Scale Gate let out a strange howl.

There was an extra black flag in his hand, embroidered with white runes, and it was ghostly.

With a wave of the old Dao's hand, the billowing black gas suddenly filled the entire tomb, and a large number of evil ghost warriors poured out of the black qi, each of these evil ghost warriors was a hundred-year-old ghost, and they were incomparably vicious.

Any one of them is enough to compete with an elite of the Dragon Group like Yan Bing.

What's more, Lao Dao waved his hand and summoned more than a dozen.

There was also a terrible aura gushing out.

A giant demon dressed in bone armor and extremely vicious rose into the air, holding a steel fork and green fangs, several feet high, like a ghost.

"Ghost King!"

Long Xiaoshan felt from this evil ghost that it seemed that it was not weaker than Yue Ling's aura, and even the fierce aura was better than Yue Ling's, Yue Ling was already the body of the ghost king, so the giant evil ghost in front of him must also be the ghost king.

As soon as the ghost king came out, the entire tomb was filled with condensed ghost qi.

Yan Bing and the others were already injured, and under the impact of this ghost qi, they immediately became confused, and in a moment, without using their hands, they were all going to be sucked dry of yang qi and die.

Long Xiaoshan flicked his fingers.

The thunderbolt snaked out.

Click, boom!

Thunder explodes!

The hall was full of bright electric light.

A large number of ghosts will be illuminated by the electric light, and they will melt immediately, and the ghost king roared, and the steel fork in his hand was violently inserted with billowing black gas, boom!

The black gas rolled like a dragon, colliding with the thunder and lightning, and the black mist shook endlessly, actually blocking the thunder and lightning, although a large amount of black gas was washed away, and even the steel fork was broken.

But as soon as the ghost king waved his hand, a large amount of black qi gathered up, and the steel fork immediately returned to its original state.

Fiercely stabbed towards the dragon hill.

A howling wind.

Once again, a black dragon was condensed.

The Ghost King has condensed the entity, and can fully exert his strength before his death, even more powerful than he was in life, after all, he has a powerful power of ghosts and evils.

Long Xiaoshan was not afraid at all.

Run the true qi of the longevity formula, fight with the ghost king with your bare hands.

The dragon rolled, Long Xiaoshan's punch and kick all had the power of the world, constantly smashing the dragon, and the ghost king condensed again in a blink of an eye, killing inseparable, and the color of the world changed.

"Impossible!"

The eyes of the old man of the Black Scale Gate shrank sharply.

He knew that Heavenly Master Dao was good at thunder and was the nemesis of the Black Scale Gate.

But the Heavenly Masters of the Heavenly Master Dao are all cultivators, and their skills are their weaknesses, and his ghost king is to refine the soul of a grandmaster, and he has the power of a martial arts grandmaster with every punch and kick.

When you get close, it's a nightmare for a spirit master.

How could the old ghost of the Heavenly Master Dao fight with the Grandmaster in close combat!

Everything in front of him completely broke his thinking.

Long Xiaoshan and the Ghost King fought equally, and while even blocking the Ghost King's attack, he also threw out a few fireballs, burning several ghost generals who tried to sneak attack Zhao Xiaoqiao and others into nothingness.

The old man of the Black Scale Gate was frightened.

Looking at it, this guy still has any strength left, if he waits for his free hands, he will be in danger.

The old Dao of the Black Scale Gate immediately cast all kinds of evil spells.

He is the Great Spirit Master of the Black Scale Gate, he has mastered thousands of spells, all kinds of evil arts and tricks, all at his fingertips, silently reciting spells, waving his fingers again and again, and white bone chains came out of the ground, emitting a foul-smelling aura, entangled Long Xiaoshan's ankles, body, and arms, locking him to death, and at the same time, green, black, purple, and blood-colored light lit up on Long Xiaoshan's body.

All kinds of weakness, disease, aging, curses, and poisonous techniques all fell on Long Xiaoshan.

I'm afraid that a grandmaster will turn into a sheep in an instant.

The Ghost King took the opportunity to kill, and the steel fork drew a violent stabbing mark, about to stab Long Xiaoshan through with one blow.

Long Xiaoshan stood there, entangled in the chains of white bones, descended by all kinds of evil spells, as if he had become a lamb to the slaughter, and the steel fork approached in an instant, piercing Long Xiaoshan's clothes.

Long Xiaoshan's hands and feet suddenly lit up with a grain of rice.

Boom!

The chains of bone that trapped his arms were broken first.

Syllable!

The steel fork froze abruptly in mid-air.

An arm covered with scales grabbed the steel fork, Long Xiaoshan's eyes flashed scarlet, and the original dusty aura was replaced by a brutal and savage aura, Long Xiaoshan sneered: "But that's it." ”

The palms clenched violently, boom!

The steel fork actually shattered into a large amount of black gas.

Long Xiaoshan stepped on it suddenly, and the white bone chains that wrapped around his feet were all shattered, and at this time, it could be seen that his legs were also thickened in a large circle, covered with scale armor, as if he had become a half-human, half-demon monster.

"Die!"

Long Xiaoshan stepped on the ground with both feet, as if the ground of several meters collapsed suddenly, he disappeared in an instant, appeared in front of the ghost king, and slapped his hands fiercely, bang!

The Ghost King's head exploded.

(End of chapter)