Chapter 1693: Abnormal

However, Zhao Qingyang didn't care, but the dusty ghost couldn't care less. At that time, his face was dark, but this time he didn't go back, but said a bit of his teeth, "When you find a white-haired real person, I will pay you ten times. Ancestor blood."
When this word was spoken, the old tone of the dusty old ghost was almost like eating a white-haired real person...
It's so hateful...
Some time ago, I tried my best, and finally solved the demon emperor, and was actually snatched by the white-haired real man with a dark trick!
Later, although it was difficult, he found a demon emperor again, hunted it, and reluctantly healed the injury, but the price paid was so that the old ghost could not think much.
Every time I think about it, I really kill the white-haired real person...
"This ancestral tomb is not outside, and inside is very dangerous. You'd better be cautious, don't even hurt me even if you die," Zhao Qingyang warned.
"It's just a little thing, you can pass it away..."
As a result, when Chen Laogui said this with disdain, he suddenly realized something and suddenly sneered: "Give me out!"
As the voice fell, the black streamer had already appeared in his hand, and ghosts poured out from the sky.
Although it was not lightly pitted by the white-haired real person, after this period of unscrupulous grabbing benefits, the dusty ghost also reluctantly recovered to seven, eight, eight. At this time, once shot, there was a bit of meteorology during the peak period. Surrounded by the airtight surrounding.
For a time, I saw a thick black air, with a blood rushing left and right in it, like a prey caught, struggling frantically there.
If you look closely at this time, you will find that the thing struggling in it seems to be a human form...
"Bloody!"
But at this time, Zhao Qingyang also recognized it, and he did not dare to carelessly. The blood power in this ancestral witch's tomb was extraordinary, and he did not fall down when he fought against the Fa, but it was not comparable to those ghost emperors and demon emperors outside. If you are not careful, you may overturn the boat in the gutter.
Under the urge of Zhenyuan at that time, a sword light suddenly soared, and it was directed at the figure...
It's just that, while this blood was entangled, there was another blood flesh, which suddenly formed behind the two...
It turned out to be a grimace with blue-faced fangs, slamming into the two, with blood basin open.
At this time, Zhao Qingyang had just shot, but it was too late to return.
Fortunately, at this time, the dusty ghost shot again...
As the black streamer waved violently, a head of ghosts rushed out rushing forward, directly encircling the grimace to the group, all of which opened their blood basins and opened their mouths.
There are more than a dozen ghosts here, even if it is just a ghost, it will tear the ghost face to life, and the sound is gone...
"A little devil, dare to sneak attack?"
The dust old ghost snorted, after disposing of the grimace, he mobilized the group of ghosts and turned his head towards the blood.
Although the two are different, they are both outstanding in the Fa phase. Now, once they cooperate, although the blood is strong, they are beaten down and trapped in the cage where Jianguang and black air are intertwined. Among them, can't move.
Soon, the body just became full of holes, and even the figure became much lighter. It looked as if it would collapse at any time...
Finally, in a gruesome roar of ghosts, the last complete body was shattered on the body of the blood evil body. At this point, the blood evil body that could fight the Fa phase, from the beginning to the end, was too late to react. It became the food under the mouth of many ghosts...
"What the did you lead..."
But after recovering that many ghosts, the dust old ghost looked at Zhao Qingyang with dissatisfaction.
But this time, Zhao Qingyang didn't look back. This time, he wasn't too lazy to pay attention, but he himself felt a little strange.
In fact, according to past experience, the formation of this blood evil is not easy. Even in the Tomb of the Ancestral Witch, it is not a lot. If you don’t have a chance to wait for leisure, how can you be so lucky this time, and you will encounter one as soon as you land.
Is it really the wrong place?
Zhao Qingyang looked around again: "This time it's a bit weird, it's better to go out first, then find an entrance and come in again."
"Don't be so troublesome." Chenlao Gui frowned: "When you find a suitable entrance, and don't know how long, you will definitely delay things. It's better to look here first, you and I, together, It’s nothing but blood..."
"Alright..."
Although Zhao Qingyang still feels cautious, it is better to be cautious, but since the other party already has this attitude, it seems that if he says to quit, it is a bit of a counsel.
Besides, in fact, just as the old ghost said, there is not much risk here when the two of you work together. At that time, you nodded your head and agreed.
However, as soon as Zhao Qingyang had finished speaking, when he stepped out, he suddenly discovered that the dusty ghost had not followed.
I felt strange. When I turned my head to look around, I suddenly realized that the dusty ghost's face was a bit strange...
His face, which had always been pale, now somehow brought on a strange color, and that look also became a little strange, when he looked at Zhao Qingyang, he showed a terrible meaning...
That feeling is somewhat similar to the grimaces that were just broken...
"what happened to you."
Suddenly Zhao Qingyang's heart suddenly felt wrong, but when he didn't wait for any response, the dusty old ghost raised the black streamer without warning and smashed towards Zhao Qingyang.
And after the black streamer, the whole person rushed up. I don’t know when, when his hands grew long nails, they pinched Zhao Qingyang’s neck...
"I depend!"
At this time, Zhao Qingyang was a little flustered, but he still pulled away in time, a sword light swayed between the two people, and the old dusty ghost forced a meal, which finally opened the distance.
At that time, he didn't shoot immediately, but looked at Chen Laogui in surprise...
It's just that the dusty old ghost now seems to have changed into a person. The whole person is breathing out of breath, and that feeling seems to be somewhat similar to those of blood evil.
And there was a burst of roaring sound between his throats, as if it were a beast, his eyes glowed with blood, showing a sense of madness, and rushed towards Zhao Qingyang again...
Fortunately, Zhao Qingyang was ready this time, and he no longer kept his hands. A beam of sword light suddenly broke out.