Martial God Prince

"Who can destroy us?" The ghost was stunned, and then thought of Leng Mufeng: "are you talking about Leng Mufeng?"

"I don't know, but now the dragon scale sword is in his hands, and the dragon has been successfully summoned. I think that person may be him." Master Guangshan said calmly.

The ghost's face became very ugly: "originally, you have been prepared. No wonder you don't agree with the dragon to deal with lengmufeng in the sky."

"Didn't you help him build the city of Wuyang?" Master Guangshan said with a smile.

"You," he said. If he had known that the dragon scale sword was the dragon imperial sword, he would have killed Leng Mufeng.

The ghost also knows that there is nothing to say between him and Guangshan. He can't escape. He shakes the Dragon killing dagger and strikes Guangshan's face like lightning.

Master Guangshan didn't move. He suddenly had a big golden clock in his hand. It was about three feet long and shining.

Before the Dragon slaying dagger came near, a golden light flew out of the zhenhun clock and shot it down. This is also a false move, two tentacles flying, all kinds of smoke filled, completely shrouded the two. Among them, there are several black bottles.

Master Guangshan didn't dare to be careless. Seeing that the disciples of Tianyuan temple were about to come forward to help, he said, "you step down!"

"Be careful." All the disciples said in unison,

"today we are going to end the hatred ten thousand years ago." Master Guangshan announced a Buddha's name and said in a deep voice.

Ten thousand years ago, the ghost took advantage of the overwhelming poison to kill countless high-level practitioners of the human race, which was more troublesome than the ghost king.

"Well, I'll learn more about the power of the zhenhun clock." The ghost did not give in.

Two people fight together, like two flashes of lightning in the various colors of smoke shuttle flight, strong winds everywhere, unexpectedly can not disperse the fog.

The people of Tianyuan temple were extremely nervous. Guangshan took out the zhenhun clock which had not been revealed for thousands of years, which shows the importance he attached to ghosts.

The ghost wields a dragon slaying dagger as fast as lightning, weaving layers of black poison net to cover master Guangshan.

Master Guangshan seems to move but not move. When the Dragon killing dagger is about to stab him, he just avoids it.

One was stormy and the other was immobile. They fought for thousands of rounds. Finally, master Guangshan said, "if you don't make a breakthrough, today will be your death."

"Ha ha, do you think our GUI clan is as easy to break through as your Terran clan?" Although the ghost is laughing, his tone is full of helplessness.

"You've used your mind to use poison. Otherwise, it's a pity that you've been in the Terran for such a long time and have already been promoted to the realm of martial god." Master Guangshan said with regret that the GUI can extend their life indefinitely by replacing their hosts, which the Terran can't match.

"Come on, let me see if you can fully activate the power of the soul clock." The ghost said that if Guangshan can't fully activate the zhenhun clock, it will also use opportunities.

"Be careful!" Master Guangshan reminds me, and suddenly urges the zhenhun clock to fly to the ghost.

A "buzzing" sound sounded in the air, and the poisonous fog disappeared quickly. The people outside just saw clearly that a three foot golden bronze bell was spinning fast to the ghost.

The surface of the zhenhun clock is engraved with ancient symbols, ancient and desolate, and the golden light is emitting from it.

The ghost didn't dare to be careless. He stared at the zhenhun clock with wide eyes. When it came near, he jumped up suddenly and wrapped it with four tentacles.

This is the way it has come up with to deal with the zhenhun clock over the past 10000 years. The ghost quickly entangles the zhenhun clock, and the "buzzing" sound becomes weak. But its four tentacles, also in the countless golden light, gradually become golden, the ghost's painful face has changed shape, can't help but roar, but still tightly around the zhenhun clock.

Master Guangshan took a look at it and made a strange gesture in his hands. The zhenhun clock suddenly vibrated violently. The rune on it seemed to fly out of the zhenhun clock, and the light was golden.

"Roar!" The ghost's body twisted up and couldn't help looking up at the sky and howling. The endless pain made it bite off its own tusks.

The ancient runes are tightly bound and can't fly out of the zhenhun clock, but the light is getting brighter and brighter, and it's not even in the body of the ghost.

From a distance, countless golden lights were running in the ghost's body, which made it shake in the air.

"Monk, although the zhenhun clock is powerful, it also has flaws." The ghost gave a big drink, suddenly opened his mouth and bit at the zhenhun clock, which seemed to devour it.

Master Guangshan was so surprised that he sat down in the void with his knees crossed and his hands folded. In the void, there came the sound of Buddhism.

The obscure and incomprehensible voice of the Buddha vibrates between the heaven and the earth. Suddenly, the zhenhun clock shakes violently and gives out bursts of roar, echoing with the voice of the Buddha.

The ghost almost couldn't hold it. He was broken free by the zhenhun clock. He used all his strength to hold the zhenhun clock and bit it down.

At this time, several runes flew out of the zhenhun clock, penetrated the ghost's tentacles, hit it on the forehead and chest respectively, and two runes flew directly into the ghost's mouth."Roar!" The ghost let out a despairing roar, threw the zhenhun clock to master Guangshan with all his strength, and fled to the distance.

Master Guangshan didn't move. As soon as zhenhun Zhong flew in front of him, he suddenly turned around and chased the ghost away.

The merciful voice of Buddha sounded in the sky, and the disciples of Tianyuan Temple bowed down in the void and worshipped the zhenhun clock.

The ghost escaped not far, and was overtaken by the zhenhun clock With a roar, the zhenhun clock quickly enlarged and turned to the ghost.

The ghost flies and flashes. Suddenly, the aura in his body stops. He stays in mid air and can't move.

It's forehead, chest, and body several golden light suddenly shot out, will it cover up. When the golden light dissipated, the ghost had disappeared in mid air.

Master Guangshan then flew in, put away the zhenhun clock, and recited a mantra. There was a "poof" sound from the zhenhun clock, and the ghost disappeared completely between the heaven and the earth.

At this time, the temple was busy. Zang Jun and others were placed in the monks' squatters, lying in a row. They tried their best to save them.

"What about ganniang? Will they be poisoned by ghosts? " Huo ling'er asked anxiously.

Ouyang Qianxun shook his head: "in order to prevent us from being aware of them, the ghosts just daze them temporarily and breathe. However, its means are so powerful that I have no clue yet. "

"What should we do? After a long time, they will starve to death. " Fire spirit son anxious way.