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The body shape of the third-order living dead was blocked by the soul gathering flag. After a slight pause, he came to Qingyang again. Qingyang had exhausted other means. The only way was to hide in the drunken immortal Hu. But that's the last resort. Once you hide in and wait for the third-order living dead to heal outside, and your strength returns to its peak, you will never have a chance to defeat him again.
Can't drunk Xianhu be blocked forever? In desperation, Qingyang had to shout at the soul gathering flag: "master ghost king, you're going to die. Hurry out and help."
Seeing that the third-order living dead were about to catch Qingyang, the soul gathering flag on the ground flew directly from the ground and blocked Qingyang's body. The living dead couldn't finish. They grabbed the soul gathering flag. They saw that the soul gathering flag shook violently and shook the hands of the living dead back.
At the same time, the soul gathering flag suddenly burst out a black light and covered the living dead. The injured parts of the third-order living dead seemed to be corroded by something, slowly turned black, and constantly emitting black smoke.
The third-order living dead man was startled by an accident. He didn't care to catch Qingyang anymore. He quickly stepped back two or three feet and avoided the black light on the soul gathering flag. The response of the living dead was very timely. They were out of the light range, and the blackened parts of their bodies gradually recovered their true colors.
After this attack, the third-order living dead man was much more cautious. He stood in the distance and stared at the soul gathering flag in front of Qingyang. His eyes were full of fear.
At this time, a black fog suddenly appeared in the soul gathering flag, which soon shrouded the surrounding area of two or three feet, and then a shadow floated out.
The shadow has long horns on its head and an old face. It is the one horned ghost king who has been hiding in the soul gathering flag. Not seen in ten years, the one horned ghost king has also undergone some changes. The original illusory shadow has solidified a lot, and there is a trace of expression on his face. It seems that he has recovered well.
Seeing Qingyang, the one horned ghost king stretched out and said, "didn't you agree, little friend, don't disturb the king's rest and sleep if you have nothing to do. My soul has been damaged too much. I can only supplement it slowly by sleeping. I don't know how long I can get back after you wake up so once."
Seeing the one horned ghost King chattering endlessly, Qingyang hurriedly said, "master ghost king, this is not the time to say this. He will die soon. I'm still waiting for you to help."
Hearing Qingyang's words, the one horned ghost king also noticed the third-order living dead in front of him. He couldn't help but wonder and said, "eh? What kind of monster is this? The cultivation achievement is not high, but this strength is comparable to the foundation building friar. He has a personal shape but no intelligence. Is it a new ghost skill?"
Before the one horned ghost king could figure out why, suddenly he noticed something wrong. He suddenly turned pale and said, "no, how did my cultivation go back? Little friend, what's going on? Are you hurting me?"
After ten years of latent cultivation, the one horned ghost King absorbed most of the friars and gods in the soul gathering flag, and finally promoted his cultivation to the level of the later stage of Qi refining. As a result, he had just drilled out of the soul gathering flag, and his cultivation began to regress strangely. Anyone should be frightened.
However, the one horned ghost king is a well-informed person after all. Before long, he saw a clue from the change of his cultivation. Combined with the three-level living dead in front of him, he soon had a general judgment and muttered to himself: "The change of cultivation seems to be that the external array prohibition is working and has been forcibly suppressed. It seems that the level of the mountain protection array is not low. If so, the impact is small and will recover slowly in the future. It's just that the cultivation is greatly suppressed. It's more difficult to pay for the monster in front of you."
The one horned ghost king was still thinking about countermeasures, but the third-order living dead in front of him couldn't wait. He took advantage of this opportunity to have a meal at his feet and rushed over. The one horned ghost king was surprised and said, "I'll go. I won't even give you time to prepare. What should I do?"
The one horned ghost King spoke on his mouth, and the action of his hand did not delay at all. He didn't know what to pinch. Then he made a slight click. The one horned ghost on his head separated, and then shot at the heart of the third-order living dead like an arrow.
Both of them were very fast. When Qingyang just saw what was going on, the one horn of the ghost king had shot into the chest of the third-order living dead. The living dead had no time to stop the means of the one horn ghost king, and then the one horn burst in his abdominal cavity.
The explosion was so powerful that it blew up the whole abdominal cavity. It was dark and could not see anything clearly. At this time, the living dead couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with a plop.
Qingyang stood in the back and didn't speak for a long time. He and Wei Yufeng couldn't defeat the third-order living dead, so he was solved by the one horned ghost king. Qingyang had been mentally prepared. He knew that the one horned ghost king had a wide range of knowledge and means. It shouldn't be too difficult to defeat the third-order living dead, but he wouldn't think it would be so easy anyway.
This move is really powerful, and I don't know if I can learn it. After a long time, Qingyang licked his face and said, "master ghost king, you're a cow. Can you teach me this means?"
After releasing his one horn, the one horn ghost King's face suddenly became a little more depressed, and his figure seemed to become much darker. This move seemed to hurt his vitality.
After hearing Qingyang's words, the one horned ghost king said angrily: "Don't gloat, boy. This is the king's unique skill as a ghost monk, which can't be learned by your ordinary friars. Do you know how much the king's soul will be consumed by this move? At least the past ten years have gone to sleep for nothing. The ghost monk's soul is more important than the Friar's blood essence, and I don't know when the king will recover Peak state. "
The one horned ghost King sighed a few words, then waited for Qingyang to speak, and said, "this time I've consumed too much. I need to go back to make up my sleep immediately, and I'll leave it to you. It's easy to recover cultivation, but there's no strong original soul to support, just like a castle in the air, but it's too troublesome to supplement the original soul. Remember, don't bother me if you're okay."
After that, the one horned ghost King flashed and entered the soul gathering flag. The surrounding black fog was taken back, and then the soul gathering flag fell to the ground with a click.
The one horned ghost King appeared and disappeared quickly, but he finally helped himself to get rid of the third-order living dead of the song and solve his biggest crisis. Qingyang shook his head, picked up the soul gathering flag from the ground and put it back into the drunken immortal Hu.
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The body shape of the third-order living dead was blocked by the soul gathering flag. After a slight pause, he came to Qingyang again. Qingyang had exhausted other means. The only way was to hide in the drunken immortal Hu. But that's the last resort. Once you hide in and wait for the third-order living dead to heal outside, and your strength returns to its peak, you will never have a chance to defeat him again.
Can't drunk Xianhu be blocked forever? In desperation, Qingyang had to shout at the soul gathering flag: "master ghost king, you're going to die. Hurry out and help."
Seeing that the third-order living dead were about to catch Qingyang, the soul gathering flag on the ground flew directly from the ground and blocked Qingyang's body. The living dead couldn't finish. They grabbed the soul gathering flag. They saw that the soul gathering flag shook violently and shook the hands of the living dead back.
At the same time, the soul gathering flag suddenly burst out a black light and covered the living dead. The injured parts of the third-order living dead seemed to be corroded by something, slowly turned black, and constantly emitting black smoke.
The third-order living dead man was startled by an accident. He didn't care to catch Qingyang anymore. He quickly stepped back two or three feet and avoided the black light on the soul gathering flag. The response of the living dead was very timely. They were out of the light range, and the blackened parts of their bodies gradually recovered their true colors.
After this attack, the third-order living dead man was much more cautious. He stood in the distance and stared at the soul gathering flag in front of Qingyang. His eyes were full of fear.
At this time, a black fog suddenly appeared in the soul gathering flag, which soon shrouded the surrounding area of two or three feet, and then a shadow floated out.
The shadow has long horns on its head and an old face. It is the one horned ghost king who has been hiding in the soul gathering flag. Not seen in ten years, the one horned ghost king has also undergone some changes. The original illusory shadow has solidified a lot, and there is a trace of expression on his face. It seems that he has recovered well.
Seeing Qingyang, the one horned ghost king stretched out and said, "didn't you agree, little friend, don't disturb the king's rest and sleep if you have nothing to do. My soul has been damaged too much. I can only supplement it slowly by sleeping. I don't know how long I can get back after you wake up so once."
Seeing the one horned ghost King chattering endlessly, Qingyang hurriedly said, "master ghost king, this is not the time to say this. He will die soon. I'm still waiting for you to help."
Hearing Qingyang's words, the one horned ghost king also noticed the third-order living dead in front of him. He couldn't help but wonder and said, "eh? What kind of monster is this? The cultivation achievement is not high, but this strength is comparable to the foundation building friar. He has a personal shape but no intelligence. Is it a new ghost skill?"
Before the one horned ghost king could figure out why, suddenly he noticed something wrong. He suddenly turned pale and said, "no, how did my cultivation go back? Little friend, what's going on? Are you hurting me?"
After ten years of latent cultivation, the one horned ghost King absorbed most of the friars and gods in the soul gathering flag, and finally promoted his cultivation to the level of the later stage of Qi refining. As a result, he had just drilled out of the soul gathering flag, and his cultivation began to regress strangely. Anyone should be frightened.
However, the one horned ghost king is a well-informed person after all. Before long, he saw a clue from the change of his cultivation. Combined with the three-level living dead in front of him, he soon had a general judgment and muttered to himself: "The change of cultivation seems to be that the external array prohibition is working and has been forcibly suppressed. It seems that the level of the mountain protection array is not low. If so, the impact is small and will recover slowly in the future. It's just that the cultivation is greatly suppressed. It's more difficult to pay for the monster in front of you."
The one horned ghost king was still thinking about countermeasures, but the third-order living dead in front of him couldn't wait. He took advantage of this opportunity to have a meal at his feet and rushed over. The one horned ghost king was surprised and said, "I'll go. I won't even give you time to prepare. What should I do?"
The one horned ghost King spoke on his mouth, and the action of his hand did not delay at all. He didn't know what to pinch. Then he made a slight click. The one horned ghost on his head separated, and then shot at the heart of the third-order living dead like an arrow.
Both of them were very fast. When Qingyang just saw what was going on, the one horn of the ghost king had shot into the chest of the third-order living dead. The living dead had no time to stop the means of the one horn ghost king, and then the one horn burst in his abdominal cavity.
The explosion was so powerful that it blew up the whole abdominal cavity. It was dark and could not see anything clearly. At this time, the living dead couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with a plop.
Qingyang stood in the back and didn't speak for a long time. He and Wei Yufeng couldn't defeat the third-order living dead, so he was solved by the one horned ghost king. Qingyang had been mentally prepared. He knew that the one horned ghost king had a wide range of knowledge and means. It shouldn't be too difficult to defeat the third-order living dead, but he wouldn't think it would be so easy anyway.
This move is really powerful, and I don't know if I can learn it. After a long time, Qingyang licked his face and said, "master ghost king, you're a cow. Can you teach me this means?"
After releasing his one horn, the one horn ghost King's face suddenly became a little more depressed, and his figure seemed to become much darker. This move seemed to hurt his vitality.
After hearing Qingyang's words, the one horned ghost king said angrily: "Don't gloat, boy. This is the king's unique skill as a ghost monk, which can't be learned by your ordinary friars. Do you know how much the king's soul will be consumed by this move? At least the past ten years have gone to sleep for nothing. The ghost monk's soul is more important than the Friar's blood essence, and I don't know when the king will recover Peak state. "
The one horned ghost King sighed a few words, then waited for Qingyang to speak, and said, "this time I've consumed too much. I need to go back to make up my sleep immediately, and I'll leave it to you. It's easy to recover cultivation, but there's no strong original soul to support, just like a castle in the air, but it's too troublesome to supplement the original soul. Remember, don't bother me if you're okay."
After that, the one horned ghost King flashed and entered the soul gathering flag. The surrounding black fog was taken back, and then the soul gathering flag fell to the ground with a click.
The one horned ghost King appeared and disappeared quickly, but he finally helped himself to get rid of the third-order living dead of the song and solve his biggest crisis. Qingyang shook his head, picked up the soul gathering flag from the ground and put it back into the drunken immortal Hu.
The body shape of the third-order living dead was blocked by the soul gathering flag. After a slight pause, he came to Qingyang again. Qingyang had exhausted other means. The only way was to hide in the drunken immortal Hu. But that's the last resort. Once you hide in and wait for the third-order living dead to heal outside, and your strength returns to its peak, you will never have a chance to defeat him again.Can't drunk Xianhu be blocked forever? In desperation, Qingyang had to shout at the soul gathering flag: "master ghost king, you're going to die. Hurry out and help."Seeing that the third-order living dead were about to catch Qingyang, the soul gathering flag on the ground flew directly from the ground and blocked Qingyang's body. The living dead couldn't finish. They grabbed the soul gathering flag. They saw that the soul gathering flag shook violently and shook the hands of the living dead back.At the same time, the soul gathering flag suddenly burst out a black light and covered the living dead. The injured parts of the third-order living dead seemed to be corroded by something, slowly turned black, and constantly emitting black smoke.The third-order living dead man was startled by an accident. He didn't care to catch Qingyang anymore. He quickly stepped back two or three feet and avoided the black light on the soul gathering flag. The response of the living dead was very timely. They were out of the light range, and the blackened parts of their bodies gradually recovered their true colors.After this attack, the third-order living dead man was much more cautious. He stood in the distance and stared at the soul gathering flag in front of Qingyang. His eyes were full of fear.At this time, a black fog suddenly appeared in the soul gathering flag, which soon shrouded the surrounding area of two or three feet, and then a shadow floated out.The shadow has long horns on its head and an old face. It is the one horned ghost king who has been hiding in the soul gathering flag. Not seen in ten years, the one horned ghost king has also undergone some changes. The original illusory shadow has solidified a lot, and there is a trace of expression on his face. It seems that he has recovered well.Seeing Qingyang, the one horned ghost king stretched out and said, "didn't you agree, little friend, don't disturb the king's rest and sleep if you have nothing to do. My soul has been damaged too much. I can only supplement it slowly by sleeping. I don't know how long I can get back after you wake up so once."Seeing the one horned ghost King chattering endlessly, Qingyang hurriedly said, "master ghost king, this is not the time to say this. He will die soon. I'm still waiting for you to help."Hearing Qingyang's words, the one horned ghost king also noticed the third-order living dead in front of him. He couldn't help but wonder and said, "eh? What kind of monster is this? The cultivation achievement is not high, but this strength is comparable to the foundation building friar. He has a personal shape but no intelligence. Is it a new ghost skill?"Before the one horned ghost king could figure out why, suddenly he noticed something wrong. He suddenly turned pale and said, "no, how did my cultivation go back? Little friend, what's going on? Are you hurting me?"After ten years of latent cultivation, the one horned ghost King absorbed most of the friars and gods in the soul gathering flag, and finally promoted his cultivation to the level of the later stage of Qi refining. As a result, he had just drilled out of the soul gathering flag, and his cultivation began to regress strangely. Anyone should be frightened.However, the one horned ghost king is a well-informed person after all. Before long, he saw a clue from the change of his cultivation. Combined with the three-level living dead in front of him, he soon had a general judgment and muttered to himself: "The change of cultivation seems to be that the external array prohibition is working and has been forcibly suppressed. It seems that the level of the mountain protection array is not low. If so, the impact is small and will recover slowly in the future. It's just that the cultivation is greatly suppressed. It's more difficult to pay for the monster in front of you."The one horned ghost king was still thinking about countermeasures, but the third-order living dead in front of him couldn't wait. He took advantage of this opportunity to have a meal at his feet and rushed over. The one horned ghost king was surprised and said, "I'll go. I won't even give you time to prepare. What should I do?"The one horned ghost King spoke on his mouth, and the action of his hand did not delay at all. He didn't know what to pinch. Then he made a slight click. The one horned ghost on his head separated, and then shot at the heart of the third-order living dead like an arrow.Both of them were very fast. When Qingyang just saw what was going on, the one horn of the ghost king had shot into the chest of the third-order living dead. The living dead had no time to stop the means of the one horn ghost king, and then the one horn burst in his abdominal cavity.The explosion was so powerful that it blew up the whole abdominal cavity. It was dark and could not see anything clearly. At this time, the living dead couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground with a plop.Qingyang stood in the back and didn't speak for a long time. He and Wei Yufeng couldn't defeat the third-order living dead, so he was solved by the one horned ghost king. Qingyang had been mentally prepared. He knew that the one horned ghost king had a wide range of knowledge and means. It shouldn't be too difficult to defeat the third-order living dead, but he wouldn't think it would be so easy anyway.This move is really powerful, and I don't know if I can learn it. After a long time, Qingyang licked his face and said, "master ghost king, you're a cow. Can you teach me this means?"After releasing his one horn, the one horn ghost King's face suddenly became a little more depressed, and his figure seemed to become much darker. This move seemed to hurt his vitality.After hearing Qingyang's words, the one horned ghost king said angrily: "Don't gloat, boy. This is the king's unique skill as a ghost monk, which can't be learned by your ordinary friars. Do you know how much the king's soul will be consumed by this move? At least the past ten years have gone to sleep for nothing. The ghost monk's soul is more important than the Friar's blood essence, and I don't know when the king will recover Peak state. "The one horned ghost King sighed a few words, then waited for Qingyang to speak, and said, "this time I've consumed too much. I need to go back to make up my sleep immediately, and I'll leave it to you. It's easy to recover cultivation, but there's no strong original soul to support, just like a castle in the air, but it's too troublesome to supplement the original soul. Remember, don't bother me if you're okay."After that, the one horned ghost King flashed and entered the soul gathering flag. The surrounding black fog was taken back, and then the soul gathering flag fell to the ground with a click.The one horned ghost King appeared and disappeared quickly, but he finally helped himself to get rid of the third-order living dead of the song and solve his biggest crisis. Qingyang shook his head, picked up the soul gathering flag from the ground and put it back into the drunken immortal Hu.
