Don't Panic When You Hit A Ghost, Get A Tattoo Of Kowloon Pulling The Coffin And It Just

The atmosphere on the battlefield was dull and depressing.

"Master!"

"grandfather!"

Among the younger generation, Zhiqiu Diluo and Xuanxin Zhengzong yelled out in pain.

Eyes are red.

Immediately afterwards!

They all vented their boundless hatred on the ghosts around them.

Fire King was seriously injured and had to retreat temporarily.

But the endless ghosts still stay here, madly attacking the cultivators guarding Suhang City.

This is a battle between ghosts and humans.

Regardless of position!

Whether it is the older generation of monks or the younger generation of supreme beings, all eyes are red.

But there are too many ghosts.

densely packed.

Hundreds of millions.

And there are thousands of S-level ghosts.

Even the most powerful Shushan Sword Master is somewhat exhausted.

And fight and retreat.

There were countless casualties on both sides.

The soul and body are broken.

Blood flowed like a river.

All monks are painted.

I don't know when, the three-foot golden light on the old Tianshi's body has already dimmed.

In the end, all monks were left with only instinct.

It is frightening to kill countless ghosts.

Had to retreat temporarily.

...

Ghost Guild!

meeting room!

The older generation of monks headed by the Shushan Sword Saint had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.

The battle suffered heavy losses.

At the cost of the lives of three old friends, the Fire King was temporarily repelled.

But when the latter recovers from his injury and makes a comeback, who can stop him?

"Everyone, next, what should we prepare to resist the Fire King?"

The old celestial master Zhang Ling suddenly looked at the Shushan Sword Master.

The latter frowned.

For a while, I couldn't tell why.

The junction zone between Suzhou and Hangzhou and the Fire Realm.

Unnamed monks and Buddhist disciples guard this place.

Don't let go of any trouble.

The impact of this battle was huge.

The entire city of Suzhou and Hangzhou has long been in chaos.

Half the city is occupied by ghosts.

Fortunately, the people moved ahead of time, so there were not many casualties.

But it is a temporary solution, not a permanent cure.

The fire king does not get rid of it.

After all, Suzhou and Hangzhou are about to fall.

"Master, what are those ghosts doing?"

Fozi frowned.

He looked solemn, fixed his eyes on the Fire Realm, and asked a question suddenly.

"They are building altars!"

The nameless monk sighed.

old days!

The human race was in its heyday, and the ghost race was once suppressed by the real Sanmao, the ancestor of Beimao Mountain, for endless years.

At that time, the Fire King was just a weak ghost.

The master of the fire king was killed by real Sanmao.

Now that the Fire King built the altar, he naturally had ulterior motives.

"Fire King wants to resurrect King Sheqing!"

Now that the matter is up to now, there is no need for the unknown monk to hide anything, and he is truthful and calm.

"What?"

"Using the blood of my human race to sacrifice to the altar to revive King Sheqing?"

The Buddha was shocked and resentful.

"Thousands of years have passed, and the King of Fire has become a climate. Now that he is mobilizing so many people, maybe he has found a way to revive King Sheqing!"

"It is rumored that when Master Sanmao killed King Sheqing, he didn't deal with it completely and missed a trace of remnant soul!"

The unknown monk revealed another secret.

The Buddha smiled wryly: "The Fire King alone is very difficult to deal with. If the Sheqing King is really resurrected, it will really be the end of the human race!"

His face was very ugly.

Deliberately stop.

But he didn't dare to enter the fire realm.

And every night, many ghosts will step out of the fire world and come to harass.

The battlefield is separated from each other.

Whether it is the older generation of monks or the young supreme beings like them, they will go out to fight.

It's too much trouble.

Fortunately, the Fire King has not yet been born.

For several days, there was no trace of Fire King.

But no matter whether it is the unknown monk or the Shaolin Buddhist disciple, their faces are still dignified.

They know that this is the calm before the storm.

The calmer it is now, the more terrifying it will be when disaster strikes.

"The world is really going to be chaotic!"

Fozi sighed.

Untimely.

Even if you have the heart to contribute to the human race, but in the age of doomsday, there is no power to do so.

In the past few days, the older generation of monks have been thinking about how to deal with the Fire King.

But the situation is still not optimistic.

this day!

Fire King healed his wounds.

Strikes again.

Whether it is the older generation of monks or the young supreme beings of various forces, they all fought bloody battles.

Around Su's injury, there were battlefields everywhere.

Ghosts of different strengths and weaknesses can be seen everywhere.

...

Huaqing City!

Spirit world!

Lin Yun, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Successful!"

He smiled.

After seven days of sacrifice.

He shot with all his strength, and finally refined the spirit world.

Reach the degree of retractable freely.

"receive!"

Lin Yun's heart moved, and the spirit world instantly turned into a shape the size of an egg.

But it's a small world.

As long as Lin Yun sacrifices it, the weight alone can smash countless S-level ghosts to death.

Outrageously ferocious.

"After staying in the spirit world for so long, I don't know what's going on outside!"

Lin Yun murmured: "Since the old witch and Dabai have absorbed the power in the blood pool, let's go for a walk!"

With a movement in his heart, Yue Qiluo and the big demon tiger appeared beside him out of thin air.

"Master, can you say hello in advance?"

The big demon tiger that turned into a human was full of resentment.

Both her and Yue Qiluo's clothes were corroded by the violent force in the blood pool.

Now he was suddenly released from the spirit world by Lin Yun.

Hastily used mana to condense a suit of clothes.

Lin Yun glanced at it indifferently, and said with a smile, "It's really a white tiger!"

Even though the big tiger demon has lived for more than 4,000 years, he still blushed slightly when he was ridiculed by Lin Yun like this.

Yue Qiluo was not much better.

Even if he condensed his mana into a red dress in the first place.

But the old face is also hot.

Lin Yun was speechless: "They are all old hags who have lived for hundreds of years, why are you pretending to be a beautiful girl!"

Yue Qiluo didn't speak, and stretched out her arms in a demonstrative manner.

A shougong sand came into Lin Yun's eyes.

"What's wrong with Shou Gongsha? An old maid!"

Lin Yun muttered.

Yue Qiluo's eyelids twitched violently and almost ran away.

She stayed in the blood pond with the big demon tiger for seven days, and the harvest was astonishing.

With her current strength, it is not a problem to instantly kill S-level ghosts.

The premise is not to enter the enchantment of SS-level ghosts.

But thinking of Lin Yun's abnormality, Yue Qiluo became discouraged.

Resist the urge of the main soul to make a move.

Don't want to bring shame on yourself.

"Let's go!"

Lin Yun's figure flashed, and he stepped into the Sunshine Building in an instant.

soon!

At the entrance to the spirit world, Lin Yun accidentally saw a portrait.

"etc!"

Originally, his eyes had already flashed over.

But soon realized it was wrong!

Because it seemed to be his picture.

After Lin Yun was sure, he couldn't help it anymore, and sweared directly.

"I'm damn!"

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