C254

"I shouldn't have listened to you. When you said Linghao was your friend, I believed you. I followed you to the ghost King cave. I didn't expect you were such a person!"

Zhou qingday glared at him.

Little ghost Wang, with a thoughtful face, squatted down and said, "younger martial sister, if I don't say that, how can you believe me?"

"By the way, Shifu is my father. He also knows that you are pure Yin. In fact, it's hard to say. Our father and son just treat you as a pig in a pig's cage. When your pure Yin body is complete, I will pick you up, and then I will grow up!"

"Hahahaha."

"I'm very happy. You are so beautiful."

Little ghost Wang, with a funny face, stretched out his arm to take off her clothes.

"Stop!"

Above the sky, a cold drink, let the birds and animals in the jungle roar away.

A golden rainbow fell to the ground.

Linghao is dressed in white and holds the king's sword.

"Brother Ling." The sound was heard by Zhou qingday, who was lying in the grass. His eyes brightened.

"Be careful, he's the son of the ghost king of Yinsi. He's always cunning and tight."

Zhou qingday reminds me.

Little ghost Wang slowly got up and looked at Ling Hao coldly. "Who are you?"

"Do you know the ghost King cave?"

"I advise you not to see it and get out of here."

Little ghost Wang heard that Zhou qingday called the young man Ling eldest brother. He guessed that he was not Ling Hao at all.

Zhou qingday has been looking for it for ten years, but he hasn't found it. How could it be so skillful.

If it is not Ling Hao, then it can only be her friend.

How strong can a friend of hers be?

Ling Hao said, "I don't know the ghost King cave, and I don't want to know who you are. Untie her cave path, and kneel on the ground thirsty for a hundred bangs. I'll let you go."

Little ghost Wang stayed for a while, then looked at Ling Hao like a fool. "You are really arrogant, little bastard. For many years, no one dares to speak rudely to me. What's more, you're just a medium king! "

The momentum climbs wildly, and the gray air stream rises.

Zhou qingday exclaimed, "superior King body!"

She didn't think that the little ghost king was a superior king, she was just a inferior king.

However, every night, she felt a cold air flow from her body, and at this moment, it would be extremely painful, but to her surprise, it didn't happen tonight.

The sky is full and the moon is high. The figure of the little ghost king is very long. He smiled coldly. "Son of the human race, the middle King body is rubbish in my eyes. Are you shaking with fear now?"

Ling Hao shook his head and said lightly, "let's go."

"It's interesting to fight with me and ask me to fight first." Little ghost Wang doesn't know that Ling Hao can fight across the realm. He can't see Ling Hao's realm either. This is because Ling Hao uses the concealed Qi skill.

"Die!"

A big black knife was held in his hand, and the little ghost Wang split at Ling Hao.

"Ghost King beheads."

The broadsword releases a black air flow, which is incomparable!

This is his father's ghost King's ghost King's thirteen chop. With this Sabre technique, he killed countless powerful people. Zhou qingdaytime was very worried about Ling Hao. The ghost King's chop was king pole's Sabre technique.

Ling Hao, said: "small skills."

With one hand, he hit the ghost King's broadsword, and with a click, the Taoist instrument smashed. Little ghost Wang opened his eyes wide, looked at the broken blade falling on the ground, and his body was shaking.

"Smash the Taoist with one hand! You... "Are you still human?"

the little ghost Wang shuddered.

He didn't look arrogant now, but he turned positive in a flash.

"No matter how weird you are, you have to die today!"

"Ghost King thirteen swords."

The sword shadow across the sky, the autumn leaves are lifted, illuminating the night sky.

Countless black daggers rushed to Ling Hao, breaking the air.

"I don't even have the meaning of sword. I'm still playing music." Ling Hao stares at the sky dagger, "San."

Suddenly, the dagger fell to the ground.

"Get up!" exclaimed little ghost Wang

But the swords were still lying on the ground.

Seeing this scene, he was cold all over. Is this young man a ghost?

He drips blood to recognize the master's set of Taoist instruments, but now he has lost contact.

The little ghost King no longer thought, his face was pale and colorless, turning into a thick black fog, and retreated to the distance.

"That's it?" Said Zhou in surprise.

Ling Hao stretched out his left arm, only to see that his arm suddenly stretched out, and his big hand was covered with black fog. Under the golden light, there was a shrill scream. Gradually, the black fog dissipated, and the little ghost King howled painfully on the ground.

Is the golden light derived from the creation of nine heavens? Zhenyuan, guard all evils in the world.

The ghost King grottoes are not human beings. They are ghost cultivation schools. They spend their lives with darkness. They are so strong and golden. They are hard to resist.

Ling Hao stepped forward and stepped on the little ghost Wang's face

Click!

The red and white things crumble, and the smell is overwhelming.

The beasts in the distance seemed to see the peerless food, but they felt the pressure of the young man, but they did not dare to go forward.

Zhou qingdaytime looks up at Ling Hao, and the little face exudes adoration. His heart is like a deer, and the beautiful eyes are dotted with stars.