Chapter 267

Just as the yellow bird swooped down again, a scarlet blood like light suddenly shot into the sky from the dense forest below. In an instant, the whole sky was dyed red into blood, and a blood curtain was spread and condensed, shrouded from high above!

Caught off guard, the yellow bird bumped heavily on the blood curtain, and with a cry, it was directly bounced away, and fell heavily into the forest below.

Boom!

The yellow bird's huge body is like a hill. It falls heavily, and the whole mountain forest is trembling slightly.

"Click!" The frightened and angry yellow bird gave a clear whistle.

Although she did not know what the bloody light curtain suddenly appeared from the air, the palpitation and disgust from her instinct clearly told her that it was not a good thing.

At the moment, she couldn't even care about the black snake. After turning over from the ground, she immediately patted her wings, raised her sharp claws and tore away at the bloody light curtain She had a hunch that if the blood array really took shape, she would never be able to leave again!

In the air, the figure of the ghost King appeared in front of the yellow bird like a blink. An ancient bronze tripod was hanging on its head and spinning. In the blink of an eye, it had changed from the size of a palm to a few feet, with a trace of strange dark red blood on it.

Bang!

With a loud noise, the Fulong tripod flew backwards in an instant, and the yellow bird was blocked back.

"Black water black snake, don't stop the yellow bird for us, don't you still want to taste the blood array?" The ghost king called the black snake and ordered him to entangle the yellow bird.

But the development of things really surprised him He suddenly heard a bleak evil wind coming from one side. The ghost King subconsciously turned and looked at it. A huge black tail like a mountain was close in front of him!

The strong wind blowing on his face made the ghost King almost unstable. His face roared ferociously: "black water black snake!"

He didn't expect that the black snake would suddenly turn back at the moment and launch an attack on himself!

Even if he wanted to urge the Dragon tripod and refine the demon soul of the black snake, the black snake seized the right time and made a bold attack when the ghost king and the yellow bird fought each other. The old power was exhausted and the new power was not born.

The ghost king didn't even have time to respond, and the black snake had drawn one tail on the Fulong tripod!

Boom! The Dragon tripod was immediately pulled out, and the blood array above the air was rippling. Many disciples of the ghost King were paralyzed by the vomiting of blood shocked by the anti earthquake force, and saw that the blood array was about to be broken.

The ghost king was so cruel that he shouted, "blood sacrifice array!"

I saw that those disciples of the ghost King sect who acted as blood eyes took out a strange black short blade from their arms, and then stabbed it into their chest!

Poof A fluffy hot heart blood was sprayed on the shaky blood array. The fierce Qi of the blood in the field was suddenly prosperous, and bursts of scarlet blood light bloomed on the blood array and stabilized again.

But A huge shadow, suddenly shrouded from above, shrouded the field into a burst of darkness.

"No!" The ghost king looked at the huge turtle foot, stepped down from high above, cooperated with the black water black snake in the blood array, and bombarded the blood array from the inside and outside at the same time!

Bo Just like the soap bubble broken in the sun, the bloody sky suddenly broke into a bloody radiance, and then dissipated in the void in an instant.

"Hand over the Dragon tripod!" At the same time, the angry cry of Qinglong also came from the sky.

After hearing only a few deafening explosions, a figure wrapped in the blue light was blasted down from the sky like a meteor, and hit the mountains and forests below heavily, which immediately shook the dust and debris all over the sky.

As soon as the ghost King's pupil shrinks, he instantly turns his head to look into the sky and sees a young Taoist playing with an ancient bronze tripod. No matter how the tripod struggles, he can't get rid of it.

"... land plant!"

Lu Zhi lowered his eyes and looked at the ghost king. He looked at him indifferently for a few seconds, and then faintly said, "haven't seen you for a long time, Lord of the ghost king."

The ghost King's face was very ugly. He didn't expect that Lu Zhi would appear here at the moment, and took the opportunity to destroy his action of capturing yellow birds, and even the Fulong tripod fell into his hands!

"Lu Daoyou." The ghost King pressed down his anger and said, "the Fulong Ding is the treasure of the town card of our ghost King sect. Please return it."

"Oh..." Lu Zhi sneered, "is the Lord of the ghost king still awake? Do you think I will give it back to you?"

The ghost king was silent for a second, and he naturally knew that it was impossible. After all, he had designed to catch the black water black snake and had already formed an enemy with Lu Zhi. How could Lu Zhi let go when he had the opportunity to retaliate.

He took a deep breath and took a look at the three ancient giants who had been out of trouble and were wreaking havoc in the crowd. Their faces became distorted and crazy.

"Lu Daoyou, do you really want to tear your face with me and never die?" He roared with a ferocious look.

The situation of his ghost King sect at the moment has almost reached the edge of the cliff. If he neglects, he will fall into the abyss.

So at the moment, he can't maintain his gentle and indifferent style. He can only take out the most fierce momentum and make a desperate attitude, hoping Lu Zhi can have some concerns.

But Lu Zhi just looked at him indifferently, and didn't care about his posture. How could he miss such a good opportunity!

"Lord ghost king, do you think you still have that chance?"

"This western swamp is the burial place of your ghost King clan!"

After that, Lu Zhi didn't say much anymore. As soon as his palm turned over, xuanhuojian already appeared in his hand.

"Leave the word. Purgatory!"

Fierce!

The red fire shrouded the mountain forest in an instant, turned into a red sea of fire and flooded the field!

The disciples of the ghost King sect below didn't even have a chance to react, so they were immediately swallowed in the raging flame, whined and lit into a human torch and buried in the sea of fire.

Even masters like the ghost King dare not touch the terrible fire. They just use the means of Imperial Envoys to separate or dodge.

"Xuanhuojian?!" The ghost King couldn't help crying out.

Obviously, he has recognized the xuanhuojian in Lu Zhi's hand, so he is so impolite If others don't know, will he not know the terrible power of this xuanhuojian?

In those years, when the xuanhuojian was still in the hands of the incense burning Valley, the ancestors of his ghost King clan did not know how many people died under the fire excited by the xuanhuojian.

Even the two Dharma guardians, the last leader of the ghost King sect, were also the former Valley leaders of the incense burning Valley, who burned them to ashes with a mysterious fire!

Lu Zhi ignored the ghost king, just inspired the Dharma decision, let the xuanhuojian hang on his chest, raised his hand and tied up ancient Dharma Seals, and chanted the mysterious witch spell in his mouth.

Eight wasteland XuanHuo mantra!

The opponent is the ghost king. Lu Zhi gives him the greatest respect. As soon as he makes a move, it is the strongest technique he has mastered now, the eight wasteland XuanHuo array To ensure that the ghost king will stay and let him sleep here!

With the urging of xuanhuojian, the flame in the field burns more and more violently. It flows and roars towards the field like a flame tornado.

In the void, the demon God carved by the condensation of fire is revealed. The scarlet figure is like living, roaring up to the sky

The earth was melted and turned into hot magma, which flowed back to heaven and gathered into the flame vortex.

Suddenly, in the rapidly rotating flame vortex, a dark crack suddenly opened, and a huge pupil like red crystal looked at it coldly through the crack.

The arrangement of this place can not completely summon the eight wasteland fire dragon, but it is not difficult to let it send a blow through the void.

In the ghost King's frightened eyes, a pure inflammation like water erupted from the crack and swallowed him in an instant!

Silently, the space was burned and twisted into a strange abstract shape!

The ghost king looked up in the fire, looked at Lu Zhi, opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, but the next moment, his figure completely disappeared in the fire!