Chapter 1110

Cheng Luo is also surprised. He has never seen such a strange technique. The ghost King's ghost breath is too amazing.

The powerful ghost king in the middle of the sky pulled out a huge sword tens of meters long from behind, and there was a layer of gray flame on the blade.

A group of disciples of ChongXiao Hall who were still fighting saw this, and their faces showed fear.

"Little Lord is mighty!"

"When the ghost king comes out, he is invincible!"

A group of monks in the later stage of the black robe Qi refining roared and shouted. Their expressions were a little excited and their attacks were more fierce.

The disciples on this side of the Chongxiao hall have suffered heavy casualties. Now they have to turn to defense. The group uses defense techniques to form a simple defense array and try to resist the attack of the black robed monks.

After making a low and strange roar in the mouth of ghost King Xu Ying, he wields a huge sword and cuts directly at Cheng Luo.

Cheng Luo's scalp is numb. He immediately stirs up the ice crystal gourd. There are white spots around him, blocking him.

"Dang!"

A fierce crash sounded, and the ghost King slashed the ice crystal gourd with his sword, and instantly defeated Baimang.

"Poof!"

Cheng Luo's mouth spewed out a big mouthful of blood, and his face was earthy. The whole man fell from the air.

"Hahaha! Although the powerful ghost King worships the ghost's shadow, he can deal with you barbarians more than enough! " The young man in the blood robe laughed wildly.

"Elder Cheng, are you ok?" An elder of Chongxiao hall immediately flies up and catches Cheng Luo.

Cheng Luo took a slow breath, stood in the air, waved his hand and said, "it's OK."

The ghost King roared and attacked again. The elder single fingered and pinched. The spirit dagger in his hand turned into a streamer and went to the ghost King stab.

The ghost king takes a big breath and spurts out a gray magic flame. The spirit dagger flying in is wrapped by the magic flame and loses its reaction instantly.

"Ow!"

Then, the ghost King roared, and the huge sword in his hand came to chengluo and the elder.

They were so scared that they couldn't dodge.

At this time, a huge stone suddenly flew out of the forest, sending out the blue and white streamer. The speed of boulder reached the extreme, and it just hit the giant sword in the hands of mighty ghost king.

"Dang!"

With a crisp sound, the huge sword in the hands of the ghost king was opened.

Hukou escapes, making Cheng Luo and the elder sweat all over.

"Who is it!" When the young man in the blood robe saw that the attack of the powerful ghost king was interrupted, he roared and looked in the direction of the boulder.

I saw a young man in a white robe running towards the center of the fight. It was not Shen Lang.

The waves rose to a low altitude of tens of meters.

"Elder Shen, why are you?"

Cheng Luo was surprised. Several elders of the ChongXiao Hall who were fighting nearby were also surprised.

Didn't Shen Lang shut up in the school? When did he come to Cangwu mountain?

"It's urgent. We'll talk about it later!" Shen Lang looked at the young man in the blood robe with gloomy eyes.

"I'm a master. I'm a miscellany at the beginning of nirvana." The youth in the blood robe despised it.

"Who are the odds and ends?" Shen said coldly

"White Castle Peak, go!"

Shen Lang's heart was moved, and the white green mountain in the middle of the sky soared to hundreds of meters high, and directly hit the ghost king in front of the young man in the blood robe.

"You are the king of ghosts. Stop it!" There was a trace of mockery on the mouth of the young man in the blood robe.

The ghost King wields a huge sword and chops at the white green mountain with all his strength.

"Boom!"

The huge sword is in the middle of the white green mountain wall, making a shocking sound. The gray magic flame collides with the blue and white two-color Xiaguang, making a dazzling light.

Shen Lang is a bit unbelievable. Since he broke through nirvana, it's not bad for him to use Bai Qingshan. This huge ghost King's virtual shadow can take his own white green mountain?

The young man in the blood robe was also a little surprised. The power of the magic weapon in the shape of the mountain is so high that it can even compete with the sword of the ghost king?

"Boy, your magic weapon is not bad. It's a pity that you meet me. I'm going to set your magic weapon! Let me take you on the road. " The young man in the blood robe laughed wildly.

The ghost King opened his wide fangs and spurted out a lot of grey flames.

In an instant, the magic flame is full of the mountain wall of the whole white green mountain, and the blue and white glow is gradually weakened.

Shen Lang's face changed a lot. After Bai Qingshan fell into the devil's flame, he found that he could no longer control Bai Qingshan!

And Bai Qingshan, which is hundreds of meters high, is also becoming smaller and smaller. It is held in the hand of the ghost king. No matter how the Shen wave urges it, it can't call back Bai Qingshan.

How is it possible? This grey flame can cut off the connection between him and the white green mountain.

Seeing Shen Lang's anxious face, the young man in the blood robe laughed wildly: "ha ha, the magic weapon caught by my powerful ghost king, don't want to take it back! Ghost king, kill me! "

The young man in the blood robe, with a satisfied look on his face, urged him to go to the ghost King's shadow to kill Shen Lang.

The strength of ghost King's virtual shadow is extremely amazing. Even the monks in the later stage of foundation building are not necessarily enemies of ghost king.

When the ghost king was about to kill Shen Lang with his sword, Shen Lang quickly took out the jade sun mirror from the ring.

"Crackle!"

Shenlang lights up the mirror, on which a large number of electric snakes immediately swim. Seven or eight white arcs, as thick as iron cables, rush out and sweep towards the powerful ghost king like a whip.

An incredible scene appeared for the young man in the blood robe.

I saw the seemingly powerful white thunder. After it hit the ghost king, the ghost King's virtual shadow trembled, his mouth gave out a deep and painful roar, and his body was still smoking white smoke.

Shen Lang tries to inject yuan Lingli into the Yuyang mirror.

"Boom!"

A bowl of thick white thunder suddenly came out, directly crushing the ghost King's shadow and turning it into powder.

"How How can it be! " The young man in the blood robe was completely stupid, and even doubted whether he saw the illusion.

Such a powerful ghost king was killed by a white thunder?

Cheng Luo and other elders were stunned for a while, thinking that the Mirror magic weapon in Shen Lang's hand is too powerful!

Shen Lang also had an accident. I didn't expect that this jade Yang white thunder was so powerful against ghosts.

"Bastard, die for me!" Blood robe youth is difficult to accept this fact, the extreme one hand pinches the formula, two huge claws toward Shen Lang grabbed the past.

As it happens, Shen Lang's mirror shoots out two white arcs and hits the flying claws.

"Yes!"

After being hit by the electric arc, the two magic claws were suddenly extinguished, and the young man in the blood robe also spouted a large mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"It's Yuyang Bailei! No way, Yu Yang Lei Jing has long been extinct in the sky and the sea. Do you have the magic weapon made of Yu Yang Lei Jing? " The young man in the blood robe cried out.

Shen Lang's eyes shrunk. He didn't care about the shock of the young man in the blood robe. He pinched his fingers and gathered hundreds of Qi swords in front of him. He shot at the young man in the blood robe like lightning.