Maoshan Ghost King

This series of actions dazzled everyone and was overwhelmed.

The incredible Demon King Bo Xun was hit by Ge Yu's powerful consciousness and flew around. Everyone finally took a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was hope for survival.

In the end, Bo Xun, the demon king who was kicked by Ge Yu, fell heavily on the ground, and the whole earth trembled.

At this time, the black demon energy on Ge Yu's body swelled and gradually dissipated, and it remained half the size just now.

The Demon King Bo Xun, who was lying on the ground, did not get up for a long time. The countless faces on his body showed a painful and hideous appearance, and his body was shaking constantly.

"Devil Bo Xun, how about it, now you know if I am your opponent?" Ge Yu's powerful consciousness said coldly.

The demon king Bo Xun shook his body slightly, got up again, looked at Ge Yu at this time, and said gloomily: "You can't kill me, I am the demon king Bo Xun, immortal!"

"Yeah, I can't kill you, but it can make you worse off than death, so you can never go back to your hometown. Now I'll give you another chance, get out!" The powerful consciousness stretched out his hand and pointed at Demon King Bo Xun, domineering. , Can't be a world.

Demon King Bo Xun snorted coldly: "Okay, the deity can go, but you will keep me record of this. Sooner or later, my Demon King Bo Xun will ask you to come back!"

As he said, the body of the demon king Bo Xun was trembling, and his body was wrapped in a thick **** mist, suddenly turned into a red light, and shot into the air.

"It's all like this, and I'm still pretending to compare in front of Lao Tzu!"

The powerful consciousness on Ge Yu was very upset. He suddenly pinched a magic formula and yelled: "Sword!"

As soon as the words fell, the magical instruments around everyone buzzed for a while, and they all flew from the ground. Even the soul of the sword in Wu Jiuyin's hand was no exception. They couldn't hold each other. Fly, there were dozens of magical instruments in the air, and many magical instruments used by those of the Black Water Saint Ling also flew into the air, all heading towards the demon king Bo Xun. The blood that turned into a light slashed over.

There was a wailing in the air, and then there was no sound.

The move used by this powerful consciousness is similar to returning a carbine. The other party thought that it would be fine if he ran away, but when he was approaching, he was overshadowed by the powerful consciousness.

These swords may not cause much trauma to the demon king Bo Xun in the hands of everyone, but the effect is completely different if the power of that powerful consciousness is blessed.

As for the extent to which the demon King Bo Xun was injured, everyone did not know, because the red light it turned into was fleeting, as if it had disappeared out of thin air.

After that, all the magical instruments of the crowd were regarded as the magical instruments of various schools and schools. They all fell down from the midair and stuck to the ground, buzzing and shaking.

As soon as the demon king Bo Xun left, there was a man left on the ground. It was Chalu Peng, the top figure of the Black Water Saint Ling, standing there covered in blood, his eyes a little blank.

Charupong summoned the Demon King Boxun, using his body as a carrier to let the Demon King Boxun dominate his body. Now that the Demon King Boxun has left Charupong’s body, Charupong may have some Unable to accept this reality, his expression was a little dazed.

Wu Jiuyin looked at Nacharupong. He heard the mantra chanted just now, as if he had sacrificed his soul to the demon king Bo Xun. Why was he still alive?

Immediately, Wu Jiuyin didn't think much, and walked towards Charupong with Bai Zhan and a few people.

Wu Jiuyin kicked first and kicked Nacharupeng's body, causing him to fall off.

It was this guy who nearly killed everyone just now. Not only did they let everyone in the Black Water Saint Ling be buried with them, but even brought them to be killed by the Demon King Bo Xun.

At this time, Charupon was lying on the ground, like a dead dog, without any intention to resist.

I don't know if it was because of the excessive collapse of the body because of the demon king Bo Xun's spiritual consciousness.

Wu Jiuyin glanced at each other with a few people, Dang Even urged the method of the Yin-Yang Eight-Harmony Boundless Marrow Washing Sutra and shrouded towards Nacharupeng.

Chalupeng's body, under the traction of the Yin and Yang Eight Combinations of Boundless Marrow Washing Sutra, slowly moved towards Wu Jiuyin.

Soon, Wu Jiuyin grabbed Nacharupeng's neck. When his hand touched Charupeng's body, Wu Jiuyin quickly felt the surging energy in his body.

His cultivation is not completely depleted, there are still many things that can be extracted.

At this time, even though Wu Jiuyin grabbed his neck and constantly squeezed the energy in his body, Nacharupong still looked like a dead dog, as if he didn't care about his life or death.

When Wu Jiuyin swallowed his cultivation base, Nacharupong was still muttering to himself: "Impossible...absolutely impossible...How could the Demon King Bo Xun be defeated..."

At this point, Wu Jiuyin finally understood why Charupong was such a ghost.

His beliefs collapsed. The Demon King Bo Xun, who has always believed in a god, is the totem of the entire Black Water Saint Ling, which gives them hope and the strength to survive, but when the Demon King Bo Xun was beaten by the powerful consciousness in Ge Yu When flying around, Charupon was a little unable to accept this fact. For a long time, the demon king Bo Xun had been the supreme existence in his heart, and he could not be defeated.

But today, in order to summon the demon king Bo Xun, he killed so many of his men, but he was defeated by others.

He even contributed his soul to the demon king Bo Xun, who will never reincarnate forever, yet he still didn't kill a group of them.

How could Charupon accept this? That's why he is so desperate.

When Wu Jiuyin swallowed Nacharupeng's cultivation base, the powerful consciousness in Ge Yu did not leave.

For a long time, this powerful consciousness didn't come out again. Today Ge Yu finally caught the opportunity, and couldn't help but raise the doubt in his heart: "Who are you?"

"Don't ask, are you annoying? You will know when you should know." The powerful consciousness said angrily.

"Last time you left a broken arm of the ancient demon to me, this time the Demon King Bo Xun, did you leave me nothing?" Ge Yu asked cheeky.

"I'm not your father. Why do you benefit you every time and save your kid's life, and more than once, what benefit did you give Lao Tzu?" The powerful consciousness asked back.

"Since you save me, it must be good. I also want to ask why you save me every time." Ge Yu said again.