Chapter 843: Spiritual clock

Yang Changkong glanced at the time and said faintly: "It should be counting down, usually 30 minutes."
"I am going, thirty minutes? Why don't you count down for three months?" Li Yong was very dissatisfied.
If this is a war, if you launch a missile, you must count down for 30 minutes. When the missile is launched, the war is over, and it is very likely that it will blow up to your own people!
"Oh, it’s thirty seconds, you see, come." Yang Changkong reveals a liar smile.
Li Yong looked up at the sky and saw the night sky before dawn. There was a dazzling long fire dragon. Like a huge meteor, he flew from the horizon and slammed into the earth.
At this moment, Li Yong had an illusion that the missile was facing himself.
Nima, the person who fired the missile, will not make a mistake in the data!
When Li Yong was worried, the missile had come to the front, and Li Yong saw that the goal was not his own.
Because they are only about one kilometer away from the dilapidated factory building, and the distance is too close, there is that illusion.
Just as Sima Bing had just stepped out of the dilapidated factory, he suddenly noticed a dangerous atmosphere. Sima Bing looked up and saw that a three-meter-long missile suddenly fell from the sky and landed behind him.
"Hemp forced..." He only had time to scream and blasted behind him.
The power of tearing everything directly blows up his newly recovered body.
"Perfect." Yang Changkong cheered: "Sima Bing is dead."
Li Yong looked through the thick smoke and dust. He saw that Sima Bing was blown into a lot of minced meat. Some pieces of meat were directly burnt into ash by the flame, and disappeared into a blue smoke.
This is obviously not alive.
However, the gimmick that floated in the air, which was entangled in the air, was still like a hoe.
A small black shadow suddenly flew out of the broken meat and plunged into the hoe. The seemed to have been seriously injured, but it still slowly flew up, passed through the flame of the road, and flew away.
"Want to escape?"
Li Yong immediately jumped from the high and quickly rushed to the sea of ​​fire in the center of the explosion and chased him up.
Yang Changkong followed closely behind Li Yong and asked aloud: "Teacher, what are you doing?"
"Sima Bing is dead, but the Ghost King is not dead, I want to kill the Ghost King." Li Yong replied, rushing into the smoke and sea, waving a release to kill the horrible gimmick.
Shantou immediately extended the palm of his hand to resist Li Yong’s interpretation.
Li Yong easily cut off the palm of his hand, and the white bone suddenly turned into a black soul to dissipate between the heavens and the earth.
"Ah... kid, let him die..." His hair screamed out of anger, his mouth suddenly widened, and he slammed into Li Yong from top to bottom.
Li Yong suddenly felt a strong suction, as if he could him into the sky.
Looking up, there is no tongue in the mouth of the skull, but the darkness of the black skull is not at the bottom, just like the night sky without stars, as if it is a gateway to hell.
Suddenly, there were a lot of white bones that stretched out from the mouth and grabbed Li Yong together. These white bones are long, short, thick, and thin, and seem to include people of all ages.
Li Yong suddenly numb the scalp, and there is a feeling of inability to resist.
However, looking at the white bones of the palms have been caught up, he instinctively waved the shadow dagger, facing the white bones of the palms of a slash and kill. One by one, the white bones were cut off by him, and all turned into black gas.
It didn't take long for the white bones to be smashed by Li Yong. Li Yong and the singer pointed at the and said: "Come on! Go on! As a ghost king, do you have this ability? There is a kind of come again. Give the ghost king shame."
"I am not a human being, who is thrown?" Shantou did not dare to fight again, but only screamed. He seems to be somewhat afraid of Li Yong; to be precise, he is not afraid of Li Yong, but is afraid of Li Yong’s release.
When he came to the world for more than a decade, his white bones were murdered by people, and he was murdered by ghosts. He has always been invincible and has never been resisted by anyone. But this time, it was easily cut off by the release.
The first white bone palm is his ghost work for several years, and he dare not consume it any more.
"You lost the face of the ghost king." Li Yong sneered.
"Ghost king has no face, what face?" Shantou continued to yell.
Li Yong was stunned and didn’t know how to smash it. Seeing that the began to retreat, he suddenly jumped up high, waved the release again, and slammed into the eye of the hoe: "Go to hell!"
His body and the release of the figure fell from the middle of the hoe, but the made a painful cry, just like when the human eye was dug out, the kind of heartbreaking scream: "Boy, I don't I will let you go, wait, wait for me to come back again, I will break you down and suffer from the 18th floor of Hell."
"There is a kind of sprint." Seeing that the hoes accelerated and retreat, Li Yong continued to pursue and slash.
"I only have one head, what kind of kind?" The girl replied and ran faster.
Running and running, the suddenly rose into the air and rose higher.
Li Yong jumped up and slashed and succumbed. Only when it was impossible to jump up, I finally gave up killing.
Looking at the gradually drifting away, he hated in his heart, he threw out the release of the force, and gave the girl a blow. However, this kind of attack is not fatal.
Shantou only screamed, did not stop, did not land, and did not dissipate.
Just keep running, and the speed is getting faster and faster.
Looking at Shantou eventually disappeared into the high air, Li Yong’s heart was slightly unwilling.
The interpretation disappeared in the distance, his thoughts moved, and the interpretation was like he had a sense of God, responding to his thoughts, suddenly flew back and fell into his hands, and the black mang gradually converged and became Very ordinary.
"Teacher? What are you doing?" Yang Changkong couldn't see the girl, and he was puzzled by Li Yong's strange behavior.
"The ghost king escaped." Li Yong sighed, with resentment and self-blame in his tone.
"We are killing the undead ghost king, don't waste effort." Yang Changkong advised.
"I found that the release can cut him; but he still ran away." Li Yong was helpless and worried: "I am afraid that he will come back, I don't know how many people will die."
"Teacher, you should not worry too much. It is not so easy for the ghost king to be a disaster. He must at least find someone who fits with his soul. This kind of person is rare. We can only I hope that there will never be such a person on the earth, or that the ghost king will never find that kind of person." Yang Changkong advised.
"But he still found Sima Bing. Moreover, when Sima Bing was 12 years old, he had already controlled Sima Bing. Then he controlled the entire Sima family through Sima Bing." Li Yong thought about it.
Hundreds of people are almost killed together, which is really terrible.
Yang Changkong thought for a moment and said sadly: "This is indeed a catastrophe."
Then, he said again: "You are hacking against the air, you can't hurt the ghost king, or save your effort!"
"As long as the ghost king can't find the soul fit in three days, he will be called back to by the soul of the hell, and he can no longer be a disaster." Yang Changkong gave Li Yong a relevant knowledge.
"Spiritual clock?" Li Yongman is curious, and he really knows nothing about this thing.
He also knows that man has a soul. After death, the soul will disappear between heaven and earth. I really can't think of it, this disappearance does not really disappear, but is taken away by the soul of the hell.
"Yes, in legend, has a spiritual clock, ringing day and night, you can call away at any time, all the ghosts in the world, but the ghost king is too powerful, there is a certain force to resist the spirit of the soul of the soul."
"But under this kind of power, the strength of the ghost king will be subject to various restrictions, and it is necessary to constantly resist the power of the soul, and generally cannot harm humans."
"There are records in the ancient books, not three days, and then the powerful ghost king, can also be called away by the soul of the clock." Yang Changkong sure. Then he sighed again: "But once the ghost king finds the soul fit, merges into the human body, and joins the people into one, it will be able to stay in the world for a long time without being called by the soul of the soul."
"We can't find the trace of the ghost king. I can only hope that he can't find such a person." Yang looked at the dark sky and seemed to be praying.
"Senior brother, even the ghost king is true, then, is the is true?" Li Yong suddenly asked.
"Although it is true, no one has ever seen the gods; just like no one has ever seen a ghost king." Yang Changkong said with a worried look: "There are too many unexplained things in this world, like ghosts and Ghost King."
"I have seen the ghost king." Li Yong said seriously.
"Oh, what do you say about the ghost king?" Yang asked with a smile.
"It's a black gimmick, and it can grow bigger, bigger, and bigger than a building..."
Li Yong hasn't finished yet. Yang Changkong has already laughed: "I haven't seen it anyway. No matter what you think of the ghost king, I won't believe it. It is said that the ghost king is just a transparent shadow, and no one can see it.

"But, I..." Li Yong had no choice but to stop revealing his own perspective.
But ~EbookFREE.me~ he is very curious about the gods.
His life is back to life, and now he can only cure people. However, according to Xiao Jinlong, as his strength is getting stronger and stronger, he can also cure ghosts and demons and gods in the later stages of cultivation.
Now he has seen fish demon and big loach, met the zombie king, and also seen the ghost king; that is, he has not seen the gods yet.
If there is no in this world, wouldn't it be useful if he learned how to cure the gods in the future? Conversely, if there is no god, how can there be a cure for the gods?
Presumably there should be a god, but he has not met.
Li Yong suddenly thought that the gods are all powerful, and all of them are immortal. How can they get sick?
At that time, if he treats the gods, he will not be hungry.
"The sky is bright, let's go back!" Yang Changkong turned and walked back.
Li Yong followed up, and together with Yang Changkong, took a helicopter to fly into the sky in the east.