Chapter 587

The king of ghosts was really angry, and the black clouds were surging, like a cloud of ink rolling, and the wind was blowing. It seemed that there were evil spirits lurking inside, which made people cold all over.

As soon as the word "you want to die" comes out, a smell of evil is brewing in the dark cloud, and the king of ghosts is going to fight poplar.

As a powerful man in the realm of the true king of Shinto, he occupies a pivotal position in the blood lotus sect. He directly obeys the orders of the sect leader and decides the life and death of countless people with one word. Who dares to talk to him like this? Even more threatened to kill him, if not kill the poplar, he will have the face to appear in front of others?

On the wall, poplar squinted at the black cloud and said in a cold voice, "let me die? Is it up to you? "

"Die!"

In the dark clouds came the cold voice of the ghost King Zhenjun, without any emotion, as if poplar had been a dead man.

There is no unnecessary nonsense, he started directly, poplar in his eyes is just a mole ant, can be destroyed by turning hands.

Can poplar fly? Go against the wind? Real people? He is a real king, and real people are not enough to see in front of him.

"Roar..."

The next moment, the wind between the sky and the earth was so strong that an evil monster rushed out of the black cloud, only to the poplar.

Out of the dark clouds came a man, but not a man.

His whole body is dark, not entity at all. His dark eyes are like black holes, beating with black light, surrounded by black gas, and holding a black sword which is also not an entity.

Seeing this evil thing appeared, thousands of people below were cold. It was so evil that I felt that I was in the ice cellar at a glance.

There is only a wrong name in the world, and there is no wrong nickname. Although the ghost King Zhenjun is a Shinto friar, he is a heretic. He kills people, takes souls, and refines them into evil spirits. He has strange means to drive him.

"Evil spirits comparable to the master's realm?" In the distance, above the sky, he saw the evil figure with a pair of golden robes and a pair of jade Cang pine eyebrows. Then, he looked at the poplar on the wall of the city, and was very curious about how the poplar could solve the crisis.

From the practice of yucangsong's great master's realm, we can certainly see the cultivation of poplar's Yin God realm. Yin God and true king are two different realms. How to resolve them?

"That's the leader of the Songlin sect, the master's state of cultivation. He was killed and refined into a devil?"

Outside the city wall, on the top of the big trees, one of the first to arrive, Jun saw the evil ghost rushing to the poplar whispering in a deep voice, and a little surprise flashed in his eyes.

He clearly knew the devil's life, but at this time, the other party has become a ghost, no thought, was enslaved.

Many people's eyes twinkle at this time, and they have a glimmer of enlightenment in their hearts.

Yes, now the world is in chaos. The blood lotus cult demons kill living creatures everywhere and refine evil means. Can peace be as convenient as it is now?

The swordsman flying out of the black cloud is very fast and unstable. His figure will appear in front of him in the next moment.

In the face of the evil ghost, poplar was very worried. It was a sense of crisis from the deep soul. The evil ghost with a sword was enough to threaten his life!

"Young master, be careful" the kitten exclaimed, just as it had been countless times, the first time the sword appeared beside the poplar.

As soon as his eyes narrowed, in the face of the evil ghost coming from the sky, Bai Yang squinted and said with a smile: "Lao Dan, get rid of him, and give you a chance to pretend to be forced"

on the edge, the blind Shan Qiulin's expression was stunned, and immediately chuckled.

He couldn't see it, but it didn't mean he couldn't feel it. The devil rushed forward and raised the wooden sword in his hand, a wooden sword made of rotten wood with wormholes on it.

Who is that? blind person? a disability? A warrior, holding a piece of broken wood to face the evil ghost equivalent to the master's realm? Are you funny?

Seeing this scene, countless people below the city wall were shocked.

Roar!

It's not a roar from the evil spirit.

Sobbing There was a strong wind between heaven and earth. However, only the wind was heard, and there was no wind blowing around.

With a wave of the devil's long sword, a three meter long black sword with evil lacquer appeared and chopped down the poplar on the wall of the city.

The dark sword doesn't give people a sense of ferocity, and it doesn't stir the wind and cloud like the sword triggered by Zhenyuan, the real Qi of a warrior. However, it makes people feel cold all over!

The method of Shinto friars is not aimed at the physical body, but to kill the enemy from the source.

If this sword light is cut on a person, maybe there is nothing wrong with the body, but the soul will definitely be torn by a sword. This is the magic of the Shinto friars, or more precisely, it is the magic means of evil spirits.

Evil spirits are evil spirits.

In the face of the evil sword light, Shan Qiulin's expression remained unchanged, and his wooden sword moved forward a little bit!

When the wooden sword is pointed out, it has no earthshaking power. It is flat and light, just like a fallen leaf in autumn. It is very natural and quiet.

However, when the sword was handed out, the invisible air at the tip of the wooden sword was like a stone dropped from the calm water surface, waving a circle of ripples!Hum

The ripples spread, and the sword light of yin and evil was stunned, and then collapsed into the Qi of yin and evil dissipated and disappeared.

"Out!" Shan Qiulin spits out such a word in his mouth.

As he said the word, his wooden sword was handed forward again.

Hum!

At the tip of the sword, there is still a twisted air. The ripples are surging towards the front. The void is like a freeze frame. The evil ghost coming from across the sky will have a meal.

At the next moment, the body of the evil ghost is like a piece of paper, torn up in the twisting void, turning into black, and the evil Qi disappears without trace!

It's gone, the devil is destroyed!

On the city wall, Shan Qiulin took his sword and stepped back. His expression was calm, as if nothing had happened.

Quiet, outside the wall, at this moment into a strange silence.

Evil ghost, a ghost equivalent to the cultivation of a master's realm, was killed by the blind man with a wooden sword? And it's just a sword!

How did you do it? What means is that?

A lot of Wuzhuo's eyes are different from those of Qiuzhuo.

In the void, a trace of accident flashed on Yu Cang song's face in the realm of great master. The will of martial arts, the dregs of the realm of martial arts apprentices, have actually understood the will of martial arts? The evil spirit was not so much killed by his sword as by his fierce will. How could it be that he was just a martial apprentice, a martial arts will, not a great master?

"Interesting" on the other side, Luo Guangyuan, stepping on the blood tiger, said to himself.

Even though he is very weak, he has this feeling. Once he grows up, he can achieve unlimited achievements!

On the city wall, poplar eyebrows raised, and his face flashed a bit of an accident. Unexpectedly, Shan Qiulin really finished. He took a strange look at Shan Qiulin and said with a grin: "Lao Dan, this is a good way to pretend. Unfortunately, you can't see it. If you can see a group of startled eyes in front of you, you must be very happy in your heart"

Shan Qiulin did not move, as if he had made a slight deficiency He shook his head calmly and said, "the sword technique I created has not been completely improved. It can even be said that this move has not been perfected. Now it is the limit to use it and kill a devil."

the poplar turned a poplar, and pretended, and continued to play. Don't think I don't know that you have big moves that are useless. When facing the blood baby, I don't see the whirlpool around you

"It's interesting. It's really interesting. Little martial disciple, I've learned the will of martial arts. It's good, really good. You've made me excited, killed you, refined your soul into a devil, and let you continue to grow for me to drive. Maybe you can surprise me one day in the future! The treasure bred by the dragon vein, no matter what it is, is worth more than it is to get your soul! "

A gloomy voice rang through the audience.

The voice came from the dark clouds. The king of ghosts, Zhenjun, was not angry with Shan Qiulin for killing one of his evil spirits. On the contrary, he was very happy.

Obviously, the ghost King Zhenjun is interested in Shan Qiulin and wants to refine his soul into a puppet.

In the face of this kind of red fruit, Shan Qiulin is still calm, not moved by foreign objects.

As soon as his eyes narrowed, the poplar looked at the black cloud and said with a smile: "the ghost king is really Jun? Are you afraid to see people for hiding things? If you have any other moves, use them. I'm afraid you won't have a chance. Don't say I haven't given you a chance to display them! "

Below countless people eyebrows a pick, this poplar is really brain damage? Is it enough to enrage a Shinto king?

"Hehe, since you want to die, then I will help you!" The king of ghosts laughed grimly.

"Wait" when the ghost King Zhenjun wants to start again, poplar suddenly opens a way.

What does this man want to do? The people below a strange face, even the king of ghosts are subconsciously suppressed anger.

Bai Yang looked at the black cloud and said with a smile, "I'll settle accounts with you later. Now I'll deal with some other things"

"ha ha, you're going to die anyway. What do you want to do?" the ghost King Zhenjun was very interested.

Poplar nodded, looked at the city wall and said: "before, it seems that someone wanted to kill my cat?"

At the same time, Bai Yang coldly looks at the Shinto friar on the Bibo river. The first one comes to the Shinto realm. The other side stands in the void and swims with a three inch red sword on his head.

Although poplar was in the valley before, the picture of the immortal Shinto urging the magic weapon to kill the kitten was seen in his eyes. How could he let go?

"Young master" kitten worries.

People follow the eyes of poplar to see that Shinto real man, the other side suddenly became the target of public criticism.

"Hum!" In the face of people's eyes, he snorted coldly, and the red light of the sword on his head loomed.

With a slight smile, poplar looked at each other and said in a cold voice: "if you want to kill my cat, no one can save you, give me death!"

"By you? I'll kill you first The other side said coldly.Anyway, he is also a Shinto realm. He is threatened by poplar in front of so many people. If he doesn't do it, he doesn't have to mix up because he has no face.

Whew!

His little red sword flew out of his head to meet the storm, and rose to three meters. The flame spread out and turned into a big bird of fire, and rushed to the poplar with the rolling heat wave

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