Chapter 1097

Dao Fu!

Cui Guan, the ghost king, was surprised and hurriedly shouted to the three ghosts who came forward to besiege Yang Junhao: "get back!"

However, Yang Junhao deliberately used himself as a bait to attract the siege of three ghost Xiu, in order to make the killer mace in his hand wield the greatest power.

The scroll of Taoist talisman unfolds, and three heavenly fire meteors fall from the sky. The magic power sealed in the Taoist talisman is the formula of heaven's punishment!

Among the three ghost practitioners, the one with the lowest accomplishments, Xuangang ghost Xiu, died on the spot. The other Tiangang ghost Xiu tried to escape, but ran to Yang Junhao in a panic and was burned to ashes by a real fire of the sun. Cui Tong, the other Tiangang ghost Xiu, exercised the ghost family's escape skills to the extreme, but still couldn't get rid of the residual power of the Taoist talisman. He couldn't escape death after seeing a heavy blow, But suddenly he noticed a dark shadow flashing in front of him, and then the palpitating impact from behind seemed to be cut by someone.

Cui Tong turned his head and was about to see the scene behind him, but unexpectedly, the back neck was mentioned, and the voice of the ghost King Cui Guan came to his ear: "retreat first and leave here."

The ghost King's voice has a strong hoarseness and abdominal resonance, which is a sign of internal injury.

Yang Junhao is not stupid. He was besieged by three ghosts. Naturally, he can see that Cui Tong should be the leader of the three ghosts. After the talisman of Tianzhu formula was launched, at least half of his strength was directed at Cui Tong. As one of the capable generals under the ghost king, Cui Guan naturally wouldn't sit back and watch his arms fall, and even didn't hesitate to fight with Yang Junxiu, Then he took advantage of the situation to get rid of the entanglement of the white tiger, and then faced Yang Junshan and personally sealed the original life Taoist magic power. Although he finally saved his subordinates, he was not free from some injuries.

Six ghosts, including the ghost King Cui Guan, besieged Yang Junhao and others. In the end, Yang Junhao and others killed three of them, and the remaining three left in confusion.

After the experience of defeating the ghost king once, Yang Junhao was not as hysterical as before. Although he killed two ghost practitioners by relying on a Taoist talisman in his hand, he was actually exhausted. Yang Junxiu was picked up by the ghost king at least four wounds. Even if her body was as strong as her, she could not help turning pale because of too much bleeding, Bao yu'er's situation is not very good. She has fought against the ghost Xiu Cui in Taigang with the cultivation of Tiangang territory. If it weren't for the three watch post of the life magic in her hand, she couldn't have insisted until now.

Among the four, Ning Bin's situation was slightly better, and he took a sigh of relief. He didn't care about the fatigue of Yang Junhao and others after the war. He hurriedly urged the people: "come on, it's not suitable to stay here for a long time. We should leave here as soon as possible."

The ghost King Cui Guan and others returned without success again. Even the Cui family's children were folded into three, which greatly discouraged his two ghost Xiu Cui Tong and Cui Guo.

Cui Tong has just been saved by the ghost king. Although he has noticed the strangeness of the four people pursued and killed, he has not asked. Cui Guo in Taigang territory is higher than Cui Tong in front of Cui Guan in terms of strength and status. In addition, three fellow monks died in World War I, Cui Guo feels that he is also obliged to ask why.

The two subordinates looked at each other. Cui Guo saw Cui Tong's evasion in his eyes and simply asked, "Your Highness, the white tiger demon has always been the enemy of our ghost family. Why don't your highness inform the other ghost kings to suppress it together, which is better than the loss of our Cui family. I believe that the other ghost kings will be very interested in it after they know that there is a white tiger demon."

Cui Guan's eyes suddenly cast, calm as the eyes of the abyss, and there was no joy or anger, but the more so, the more it made Cui Guo feel creepy. He heard Cui Guansi's voice without emotion and said, "you're complaining that the king has led to the fall of several peers and questioning the king's decision?"

Cui Guo was immediately frightened and trembled. He hurriedly said, "no, no, how dare my subordinates question the king, just, just..."

Cui couldn't find a reason after a while, and a cold sweat immediately flowed down his face like a stream.

However, the harsh and cold ghost king in the past did not investigate again this time. Instead, he waved his hand and said, "well, the king has his own decision on this matter. Naturally, the four people can't be let go, but you have to help the king find someone first."

Cui Guoxin was relieved. Hearing the king's orders, he asked subconsciously, "who does the king invite?"

"Clock nine!"

Cui Guan spits out a name in his mouth, which makes Cui Guo and Cui Tong suddenly change their faces.

"How's the injury?"

Ning bin looks at Yang Junxiu with a dignified look. Now she is the strongest among the four and the main force against the ghost king. If her strength is damaged due to her injury, I'm afraid the next journey will be difficult.

Yang Junxiu's injury has been carefully wrapped up by Bao Yuer. In addition, taking some healing pills, Yang Junxiu's pale face originally due to blood loss looks ruddy, and the fatigue between his expressions has also been reduced.

Hearing Ning Bin's inquiry, Yang Junxiu giggled and said, "don't worry, there is still the power of World War I."

Ning bin nodded and asked Yang Junhao, "have you contacted brother Yang?"

Yang Junhao nodded and said, "the blood charm has been sent out, but it will take some time for the fourth brother to send a helping hand. Next, we have to support this journey by ourselves."

Ning bin nodded and turned to Baoyu.

Bao Yuer didn't wait for Ning bin to ask, "they've been following, far away, they're sure to come."

Ning Bin's look is even more ugly. The ghost king and his party were repulsed before, but if they catch up again, they will certainly gather more helpers.

"We need to speed up to leave here." Ning bin sighed. He had a bad feeling.

This feeling soon came true again. Yang Junhao, who opened the way in the front, suddenly stopped.

Then a lazy and curious voice came from the front: "you can really see me!"

Ning Bin's eyes crossed behind Yang Junhao and just saw a faint wave tens of feet ahead. A burly but ugly young ghost friar dressed in brocade robes and holding a folding fan appeared in front of everyone's way.

Looking at the dark and ugly ghost friar in front of him, Yang Junhao turned his head in amazement and asked Bao Yuer, "is there such an easily exposed body and blocking people's way in the ghost family?"

Obviously, the ghost monk who suddenly blocked the way of the people surprised Yang Junhao and others. Even Bao Yuer was very surprised, because the situation and habits of the people in front of him were obviously very different from those of the ghost friars.

When Yang Junhao turned to ask, the ghost monk's eyes crossed Yang Junhao, first looked at Bao Yuer, and then fell on Yang Junxiu.

As if the aura between the two people had a strong repulsive effect, at the moment when the ghost Xiu's eyes stared at Yang Junxiu, Yang Junxiu also suddenly raised his head and looked straight at the ghost Xiu.

The ghost Xiu's face changed, but then he seemed to be sure of something. He nodded slightly and said to himself, "sure enough, such a strong evil spirit must be white tiger blood. It seems that Cui Guan didn't deceive me."

"Well, Zhong Jiu, are you satisfied with the goods introduced to you by Wang?" a sharp voice with a slight husky voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.

Yang Junxiu and others were facing a great enemy. This voice was the ghost king who had fought with everyone twice before.

When they looked back, they saw that the ghost king also showed his body dozens of feet behind them, and blocked Yang Junhao and others one by one with the ghost Xiu called "Zhong Jiu" in front.

At almost the same time, Yang Junhao and Bao Yuer found that two other hidden smells were approaching the people. It was the two judges who had retreated with the ghost King Cui Guan.

Zhong Jiu's voice came from the front and said, "yes, very pure white tiger blood."

After the sound paused, the ghost repaired Zhong Jiu's tone finally brought a trace of uncontrollable joy and said: "later, the white tiger will be handed over to Zhong, and others will be handled by his Highness the ghost king."

"Well, with the help of Zhong Jiu, it's not difficult. Don't worry. When it's done, the white tiger will be at your disposal. I think you can break the realm of the ghost king in one fell swoop."

"Hum, talk big!"

When Yang Junhao heard the two ghost Xiu talking to each other, he regarded them as fish on the chopping board. He was angry and immediately interrupted their conversation and said, "Wu, ghost Xiu, before you killed me twice, you were repulsed, and even lost a lot of people. Now do you think you can eat me if you call Taigang ghost Xiu?"

"Hum, ignorance!"

Cui Guan, the ghost king, snorted coldly. It seemed that he couldn't hang his face, so he added to the ghost repair clock nine: "be careful. The boy who spoke before had a Taoist talisman in his hand. Now I don't know whether he still had a second one in his hand."

The clock nine "ha ha" smiled and said, "even if there is a second one, his Highness the ghost king will deal with him. Zhong just cares about the white tiger!"

After that, the nine body shape of the clock suddenly flickered continuously, leaving more than a dozen residual shadows in the air, besieging Yang Junxiu from different directions, making it impossible to distinguish which is true and which is false.

Yang Junxiu snorted coldly, and suddenly opened his mouth and gave a roar. A layer of visible ripples appeared in the void, which washed out the approaching residual shadows one by one.

The sound of Zhong Jiu suddenly sent out "tut tut" from the mouth of more than a dozen residual shadows: "what a pure white tiger evil spirit, but it's not enough to break Zhong's magic power. You have evil spirit, and Zhong also has it!"

As soon as the voice fell, suddenly there was a black evil spirit with boundless and cold breath from each residual shadow. The original shaky residual shadows suddenly recovered their stability under the impact of the white tiger evil spirit.

"I got you!"

Yang Junxiu suddenly drank violently, and the soul chopping knife in his hand came to him with a scream that cut through the void.

With a crisp sound of "Ding", a figure retreated far away from the sky.

Yang Junxiu was surprised and said, "who the hell are you? No one at the same level can take my aunt's knife!"