Beauty President's Super Berserker

Chapter 1065 It's too late to give in now!
"Time to hit the road!"

In the smoke and dust, Su Sheng's gaze was like a torch. He held the Spirit Gathering Shield tightly with both hands, swung it up with all his strength, and then photographed it.

There is a black airflow around the Gathering Shield, which is the contraction of the gravitational magnetic field, condensing around it, locking and imprisoning the ghost king.

"what--"

The ghost king roared up to the sky, his face was full of ferocity and cruelty, the ghost claws in his hands shone with a strange light, and a trace of gray breath poured into his body through the palm of his hand, making his body harder.

At the same time, his eyes were blood-red, and there was a faint red light shining out of them, like an evil ghost struggling in hell who came to the world, wanting to turn the world into ghosts and ghosts, and a hundred ghosts walk at night
The frightening energy fluctuations spread, and the onlookers turned pale with horror, and an urge to escape from this place emerged in their hearts.

"With such power and influence, it has definitely reached the level of a king."

The people of the Moon Worship Sect couldn't help but gasped, their hearts were filled with joy and gratitude, if it wasn't for Su Sheng's action, they might have a big problem today, the ghost king alone could kill them all.

"This is desperate, er, no, Mr. Su just tried his best, and did not use the secret technique, but the ghost king used the secret technique of the ghost king temple to temporarily raise his own strength to a higher level. Sure enough, the normal strength Next, Mr. Su is still going to be better."

If you continue to stay here, at least you are all grandmasters. Naturally, your eyes are vicious, and the two of you will judge against each other. The determination to dare to kill, and even a trace of luck.

In short, there are many factors that determine the victory or defeat. In the case of almost the same strength, if one of them does not completely lose his fighting power, it will not be considered a victory or defeat, because even at the last second, the game may be reversed at any time.

"This is my King Kong Immortal Body from Lingshan Temple?"

Jueming and Xingxing's faces were a little ugly. The Vajra Immortality Body is the supreme body training method of Buddhism, but now they are trained by the ghost king to look like a ghost, which makes them very unhappy.

However, I have to admit that the power of King Kong's indestructible body has been brought to the extreme by the ghost king. The ghostly body is as strong as a king-level weapon.

If this were placed in ancient times, it would definitely be able to influence the victory of a large-scale war.

The two are like two fierce beasts from ancient times, completely abandoning skills, physical collision, head-to-head competition, pure power competition, which makes people's blood boil.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, a figure flew out of the smoke and dust, and crashed into a still intact house at the end of the [-]-meter drive.

The speed was so fast that it was impossible to see who was out.

The house with hundreds of years of history collapsed immediately and turned into ruins, burying the figure inside.

"Who's winning?"

Everyone is a little confused.

But soon, they knew the ending, because there was a ghost claw that flew upside down with the figure just now.

The ghost claws are covered with cracks, which are the damage caused by exhaustion of power and unimaginable force. This is not a big deal for king-level weapons. As long as the spirituality is not lost, it can be put on In a secret place full of aura, they can repair it by themselves.

"Cough cough cough-"

A pale hand protruded from the ruins. It was as dry as wood, like a layer of skin covering the bones.

With all his strength, the Ghost King struggled out of the ruins, revealing his head.

With disheveled hair and bloodstained face, he looks like he has just been raped by dozens of sows, his eyes are dull, and he is dazed and helpless.

The majestic ghost king, with half a foot in Xiantian, came out of the mountain with the secret treasure in the temple. He thought he could compete with a king-level master, but he was defeated by a junior, which made him a little unacceptable.

The most terrible thing is that the Eighteen Arhats were also robbed because of this, and more than half of the high-level combat power in the temple was planted here. It can be imagined that Xing Tian will definitely not let go of the opportunity to beat the dog in the water, and kill the chicken to scare the monkey to establish his prestige.

At the same time, Lingshan Temple and Moon Worship Sect will definitely make trouble, and other forces will definitely take action. Without him and the Eighteen Arhats, Ghost King Temple is like a tiger whose claws and claws have been pulled out, but surrounded by tigers, it is in danger.

"Abbot!"

"Master!"

Seeing the ghost king in such a miserable state, everyone in the ghost king temple was as mournful as a concubine, and the glimmer of hope in their eyes was completely shattered.

At the same time, a touch of panic welled up in my heart. Is the Ghost King Temple, which has been passed down for thousands of years, going to be robbed this time?

"How? Do you still want to fight?"

At this time, Su Sheng walked out from the smoke and dust. The camouflage uniform on his body was already torn. Under the impact of the force just now, even if Xing Tian's clothes were famously tough and wear-resistant, they couldn't bear it at all.

On his left shoulder, there was another bloodstain. The blood was dripping, and the bone was deep visible. It was left by the ghost claw of the ghost king. His shield hit half of the ghost king's body, but the ghost claw of the ghost king did not miss.

Injury for injury, life for life, in the situation just now, it is impossible to get out of the whole body. Only by going all out and putting life and death aside, can we win the first chance.

Fortunately, most of the power on the ghost claw was drawn by the ghost king to maintain the ghost king's real body. Otherwise, Su Sheng's shoulder would not be just a scratch, but his shoulder would be scratched off directly.

But the ghost king was not so lucky. Su Sheng's shield directly hit the cow across the mountain, and shattered his relatively weakest internal organs.

The ghost king is still able to get up now, and that is supported by his firm will. He is holding a breath in his heart, unwilling to die like this.

"Ahem, Mr. Su, my Ghost King Temple is willing to admit defeat, and the temple will be closed for a hundred years from now on..."

After all, he is the abbot of the Ghost King Temple. At the end of his life, what he cares most about is the safety of the Ghost King Temple.

This time, because of his wrong decision, he directly brought Guiwang Temple into the abyss of eternal doom.

"Are you convinced? Very good! However, it's already too late. From the moment you make a move, the fate of Ghost King Temple is already doomed."

Su Sheng unceremoniously interrupted the King of Ghosts, and if he couldn't beat him, he would surrender to the temple to protect the overall situation.

And now he can also see that the disciples of Ghost King Temple are all extremely paranoid lunatics because of the exercises they practice, um, they can also be called crazy.

Although they also practice Buddhism, their comprehension of Buddhism is far better than that of the people who went to Buling Mountain Temple, and they have also embarked on an evil path.

Keeping them is equivalent to keeping an explosive magazine that can walk freely. Humanoid bombs may come out at any time, causing endless harm.

(End of this chapter)