Maoshan Ghost King

Looks like this, it doesn't seem to be pretended.

The two black monks still had no bottom in their hearts, hesitating whether to make up for it, and directly ended Ge Yu's life.

Just as the two black monks made up their minds, raised their long swords, and cautiously approached Ge Yu's side, suddenly, there was a muffled grunt not far away. A purple-robed descendant master was invited to the old man. Zhong Jinliang, who was on the upper body of the ancestor, slashed out with a sword and fell to the ground. A deep blood hole was cut out on his shoulder by the sword.

The purple-robed head-down master who was chopped by Zhong Jinliang wandered up from the ground, turned his head and said to the two black monks: "Don't be stunned, come over and help and kill this kid."

The two black monks were about to walk to Ge Yu's side. They were greeted by the purple-robed head-down master, and suddenly gave up giving Ge Yu a knife, turned and ran in the direction of Zhong Jinliang.

Anyway, the two of them have always felt uneasy about the boy who fell on the ground, and they just greeted him over there, and they rushed over.

At this time, Zhong Jinliang asked the ancestor Zhong Kui’s upper body to fight against the three ghosts and immortals of the black water Saint Ling’s purple-robed descendant master. He has persisted for about half an hour. Almost everyone in the purple robe descending head teacher was injured.

This clever method has a time limit. It has a lot to do with the level of Zhong Jinliang’s cultivation base. The cultivation base is deep, and the spirit of Zhong Kui’s ancestor will stay on him for a longer time. If the cultivation base is worse, the opposite is true.

And since the three purple-robed descending masters have such a high level of cultivation, they can also see the key.

So when fighting with Zhong Jinliang, the three purple-robed head-down divisions cooperated in attack and defense very tacitly. They separated from Zhong Jinliang at this time. They cooperated with each other and kept delaying time. Whenever one of them bears At the time of the biggest offense, the other two went all out to help each other out. That's why they persisted for so long. Even so, everyone was injured and bloodstained.

In doing so, the effect is still great. All the three purple-robed descendants found that the golden light on the clock Jinliang's body became more and more bleak. It is estimated that it will not be long before the ancestor of Zhong Kui who possessed Zhong Jinliang's body. The spiritual consciousness of's must be completely separated from his body. It is precisely because of this that the three purple-robed head descending masters shouted the other two black monks to join together to deal with Zhong Jinliang.

These few Chinese masters who made a big noise in the Blackwater Saint Ling, no matter which one they killed, they were all great achievements. At this moment, there was a good opportunity.

After the two black monks joined, the two also saw the situation on Zhong Jinliang's body, which was already at the end of the battle.

Next, when dealing with Zhong Jinliang, the five masters of Heishui Shengling had even more control.

Especially the two black monks who practiced black witchcraft. While cruising around Zhong Jinliang, the two of them pinched their hands, condensing a series of black seals, and the void hit Zhong Jinliang's body. When a black qi seal fell on Zhong Jinliang's body, the faint golden light on Zhong Jinliang's body would become more dim.

After holding on for a few more minutes, Zhong Jinliang suddenly felt a moment of emptiness in his body, as if there was a strong repulsive force, stripping out the spirit of Zhong Kui's ancestors from his body, and he couldn't help but feel a little trance.

At this moment, the two black shamans suddenly condensed a black magic seal together and struck Zhong Jinliang at the same time.

Zhong Jinliang stood there and didn't dodge. He was immediately hit by the black seal. The divine sense of Zhong Kui's ancestor on his body suddenly broke away from the body, turned into a light, and flew towards the portrait.

Once Zhong Kui’s ancestor’s body broke away from Zhong Jinliang’s body, and before his soul could regain the initiative of the body, suddenly, the black monk’s hands were full of rune instruments and fell on Zhong Jinliang’s chest. It knocked it down and flew out.

The soul was shaking, blood was vomiting at the mouth. As soon as Zhong Jinliang fell to the ground, he felt that the sky was spinning and his body was extremely weak. The main reason may be that the backlash of the ancestor Zhong Kui came from his body.

But Zhong Jinliang did not pass out.

I just felt that my consciousness was in a daze, and in the dantian qi sea, a force I had never felt before began to spread to the whole body.

My hands are itchy, especially my nails. I always seem to want to scratch something. The teeth in my mouth are also a bit itchy, and there is a feeling of dry mouth, especially the upper and lower rows of teeth. Zhong Jinliang feels that they seem to be Growing, the longer the longer.

The few purple-robed head-down masters and the two black shamans saw that the spirit possessed by Zhong Jinliang had separated from his body, and each breathed out.

Now this difficult guy is finally dealt with.

One of the red-robed head-down masters looked at the two black monks and said, "Where has the little lord gone?"

A black monk said: "It seems that he was injured by the expert of Huaxia just now, and he rolled into the grass not far away. Even if he is not dead, he must be seriously injured, but the expert of Huaxia will drop his head. If you drop your hair, you probably won’t survive."

"The little lord is honorable. If we die, all of us will not be able to eat and walk around. You quickly make up for that kid, take off his head, and take it back. Maybe we can make up for the work, we go to pack another one, and then Go to the little lord again."

With that said, the three purple-robed descending masters walked in the direction of Zhong Jinliang.

Zhong Jinliang now seemed to have a high fever, lying there in a daze, shaking all over.

When the three purple-robed head descendants walked to Zhong Jinliang's side, one of the purple-robed head descendants raised the scimitar in his hand and was about to chop at Zhong Jinliang’s neck. At this moment, he suddenly found something very strange. Things.

He clearly saw a few fangs suddenly appeared in Zhong Jinliang's mouth, and his face turned blue and black, exuding a cold luster like pig iron.

"This... this person doesn't seem to be right." The purple-robed head-down master who raised the knife said hesitantly.

"It doesn't matter if he is right, cut off his head first, and then go back for business." Another purple robe lowered head teacher said impatiently.

The purple-robed head-down master nodded, no longer thinking, raised the scimitar in his hand again, and suddenly chopped it towards Zhong Jinliang's neck.

However, when the purple-robed descending masters were even more surprised, the knife fell on Zhong Jinliang’s neck and he did not take off his head...