The School Flower Dormitory Is Haunted, I Broke Into It Drunk And Was Watched

Li Hongchen shook his head worriedly.

"That phantom is likely to reach the realm of the ghost king. I can't make fun of the lives of the people in the city."

As he spoke, he swung forward several more sword qi.

However, these sword qi had lost their effect on the elixir, and were shattered by black lightning as soon as they got within ten meters.

Seeing this situation, he was stunned for a while, and then he let out a long sigh helplessly.

Right now, we can only pin our hopes on Mo Yun.

However, Mo Yun's realm is only in the late stage of Taoist generals. Although he has comprehended the sword intent, he has reached the realm of Taoist kings in the way of swordsmanship.

But is he the phantom's opponent?

Thinking of this, he was a little unsure in his heart. After all, the ghost king's strength was unfathomable, and he had never seen it before, so he couldn't predict the final result.

Then he turned around and said to the Taoist priest behind him:

"Everyone listen to my orders, put on a gossip defensive formation, protect yourself, and at the same time prevent that phantom from breaking through our defense!"

"Yes!"

The Taoist priests at the scene also realized the seriousness of the situation, and in less than half a minute, they had already formed a solid gossip formation.

The man on the plane laughed out loud.

"The Eight Diagrams Formation is indeed mysterious in terms of defense, but with only a few hundred of you generals, you still can't stop the Ghost King's footsteps."

After saying this, the last hundreds of ghost generals in the underground were sucked up in the later stage, and they were all blasted into Devil May Cry by black lightning, and then absorbed by phantom.

"Aww!!!"

The phantom opened its big mouth full of fangs, howling like a wild beast.

Along with this sound wave, there are also terrifying Yin Qi fluctuations.

"Super...beyond ghost handsome! He has reached the realm of ghost king!"

Li Hongchen murmured.

At this time, the phantom was three meters tall, with a pair of horns growing on its head, and a glimmer of light in its eyes, slowly raised its head and looked towards this side.

All the Taoist priests did not dare to meet this gaze, and involuntarily took a few steps back.

They only felt chills on their backs, cold sweat on their foreheads, and the temperature of the surrounding environment dropped below freezing point.

And the first to bear the brunt is Mo Yun.

The distance between him and the phantom was the shortest, and he was also subjected to the greatest fluctuations. When everyone looked carefully, Mo Yun seemed to be blown away by this Yin Qi, and his body was shaking.

"Ghost King?"

Mo Yun softly said two

Words, and smiled with satisfaction.

"That's right, what I put in my gourd is an out-of-print Moutai, and only you, the king of ghosts, are eligible to soak in it. I don't even like other fierce ghosts!"

"The way you pretend to be calm is really annoying, brat, I warn you, you will die a miserable death, and I will bring your head back to Yanjing to return to my command!"

The man on the plane, seeing that Mo Yun still looked calm, couldn't help but became angry and threatened.

"The Yin Gathering Pill's effect can last at least half an hour. The ghost king, who is composed of thousands of fierce ghosts, can possess all the ghost skills of previous fierce ghosts. Hehe, can you still laugh now?"

After hearing this, Mo Yun glanced at him gratefully, opened the wine gourd and took another sip.

"Thank you, fellow daoist, for helping me gather the ghost energy, and now I'm telling me the characteristics of this ghost king, but I'm afraid my head is not so easy to get, this ghost king..."

Having said that, the last fierce ghost underground was bound by black lightning and tied up.

"Let go of me, let me go! That boss from the Ghost Licking Cult, may I ask what I did to offend you, and please explain clearly..."

The man on the plane snorted coldly and looked at him contemptuously.

The ghost king Xuying seemed to have received some order, and opened his mouth directly, biting Guishuai's head.

"Ka Ka Ka..."

crunchy...

Guishuai, who had disturbed Xianyang City for nearly a hundred years, perished.

And all the ghosts in Elm Ghost Street also gathered on the ghost king.

The Taoist priests at the scene opened their mouths wide and their expressions froze.

In front of Xuying, Guishuai was eaten like potato chips and biscuits...

How can we fight against such a terrifying existence?

Their calves are shaking now, and they don't even have the courage to draw their swords.

The audience watching the live broadcast was even more dumbfounded.

"How did things get to this point?"

"Didn't you say that in the early stage of Guishuai, the ghost king has come out..."

"It is said that the ghost king has powerful ghost skills, which can reach more than ten kilometers. We are in a dangerous situation."

"Don't be afraid upstairs, we still have young Taoist king Mo Yun, as long as Mo Yun hasn't fallen, we still have hope!"

"Look, everyone, the ghost king's body has changed again!"

"hiss……"

After the ghost king swallowed all of Guishuai, his illusory body slowly solidified.

Three seconds later, the tall body

The body turned into a handsome ghost.

At the same time, the aura on his body increased a bit.

The Taoist priests at the scene felt a little difficult to breathe at the moment, and the horrible Yin Qi was stinging their throats!

"Very good, the last ghost king has also been sucked in. I have to say, it's very strong, really strong. I'm afraid that all the Taoist priests behind me will try their best, but they won't be able to stop this ghost king's attack."

"But unfortunately, the person you met was me!"

Mo Yun opened his eyes sharply, and raised the money sword high above his head again, his body glowing with golden light.

At this moment, all the Taoist priests at the scene felt their bodies warmed up and their breathing became smoother.

"We still have a chance, Mo Yun's strength is unfathomable, maybe he can kill the ghost king!"

The Taoist priests all had this idea in their hearts, and silently cheered for Mo Yun in their hearts.

There was a faint light in the ghost king's eyes, revealing a touch of fear.

But as a ghost king, his imposing manner would not allow him to back down even a bit. He raised his hands slightly, and a thick ghost aura condensed all over his body. As the ghost aura swam, he turned into a giant python that swallowed the sky.

The giant python opened its mouth wide, spitting out the letter, and rushed towards Mo Yun.

"Wan Jian returns to the sect..."

A soft murmur sounded, and the money sword in Mo Yun's hand pressed down, and the golden dragon composed of tens of thousands of golden sword energy charged forward with an angry roar.

This is a contest between Taoism and ghost art. As soon as the golden dragon touched the black python, the two sides immediately tore together.

The golden dragon, composed of sword energy, was chasing and beating the black python with monstrous arrogance.

Although the black python was at a disadvantage, it was not to be outdone, and unknowingly wrapped itself around the golden dragon.

It's just that when it wanted to use force to restrain and hang the golden dragon, the golden sword energy from the dragon's body shot out like a hedgehog, directly piercing through its body.

"Aww!!!"

A scream sounded, and the black python immediately turned into fly ash, floating under the golden light.

The man on the plane opened his mouth wide, his face full of disbelief.

"This boy... How is this possible! He is clearly only a late Taoist general, why can he cut off the sword energy of a Taoist king! Moreover, this is not an ordinary early stage Taoist king, but the middle and late stage of a Taoist king!"

Is the King of Ghosts Mo Yun's rival?

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