Lengdi's black belly mad concubine

Chapter 825 Competing for the Undead
Under the vast starry sky, a long purple dragon disappeared instantly, and after only half an hour, it reached the sky above the Ghost Art School.

Under the dark night, the Ghost School is pitch black, and the Ghost School hidden under the black mist is mysterious and unpredictable under the moonlight.

Shi Chen stretched out his hand to signal everyone not to speak, he probed around with his spiritual sense, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, he waved his hand to let everyone separate and land on the sky above the Ghost Art Sect.

Qianling Yumo and Nangong Xuanyue landed in the center of Ghost Art Sect's head, and then took out dozens of poisonous gas bombs with a thought, urged their spiritual power to throw the bombs high into the sky, and then fell vertically, and the two left the place , Sweeping up at a speed faster than a poisonous bomb.

Qian Ling Yumo made an extraordinary move, using his majestic internal force to press the bomb down at an extremely fast speed. This speed is like light. The power of ten bombs is enough to flatten ten cities, let alone a faction of the Ghost Art Sect.

And other people fell around holding two bombs in their hands and smashing them down together.

"Bang bang bang..." In the quiet night, there was an earth-shattering explosion sound, which lasted for a long time, black mist mixed with poisonous gas, debris tumbling in the air, and dust and smoke.

The miserable scream pierced through the night and reached the sky, but the Guishu sect in the old forest of Senshan couldn't sleep, and no one came to rescue them no matter how loud they yelled.

Qianling Yumo didn't focus on the tragic scene underground, but spread his spiritual sense to search for the breath of the living. Suddenly, he picked up Nangong Xuanyue and swept up to the bright and clear moon, and then condensed his spiritual power as fast as he could and slapped him. to the top of the head.

"Mo Luo, stay safe! Don't hide it anymore, the deity knows that you will reserve the second hand to deal with us."

"Hahaha... Qianling Yumo, you discovered the hiding place of this seat. It really is a person who has lived for two lives. His sense of smell is still damn sensitive." Fall short.

Mo Luo, who was dressed in black, dodged Qianling Yumo's palm and appeared above everyone's heads with his hands behind his back, followed by densely packed black-clothed killers floating around him.

Shi Chen waved his hand, and the people who had just landed in the sky above the Ghost Art Sect suddenly appeared at the outermost periphery of Mo Luo, surrounding Mo Luo and his mob.

Suddenly, there was a melodious Xiao sound in the quiet night. Bailifeng was dressed in a voluptuous blood-red brocade robe and stood leaning in the air. The breeze came and blew his enchanting brocade robe.Because with Xiao Sheng rising and falling, more and more undead army appeared behind him.

"Damn it, return my army of dead souls. I have gone through all kinds of troubles for this army of dead souls, and I actually let you find a bargain. Tonight, I will not only take back this dead man, but also want all of you to come and go. .” Mo Luo clenched his fists, staring at Baili Feng with bloody eyes.

"Go and kill that person playing the flute."

As long as Bailifeng is killed, the army of the dead will lose control, and he can make the army of the dead turn around and kill Qianling Yumo and others with his sword without any effort.

However, it is not certain who can really control the undead army now.Mo Luo opened his big hand, and a black jade Xiao appeared in his hand.A strange song of imperial spirit slowly flew out of the corner of Mo Luo's mouth.

"No, Mo Luo wants to take back the army of undead." Shi Chen frowned.

"Don't worry, master, Bailifeng won't let Moluo succeed." Nangong Xuanyue looked at Bailifeng, the six guards, Fengmo and Bingyi were protecting him.She wasn't worried about Bailifeng at all. If the prince of the underworld didn't have the ability to control spirits, how could he escape years of pursuit.

(End of this chapter)