Chapter 1110: Strong Ghost King

Cheng Luo was also taken aback. He had never seen such a weird technique. The ghost king ghost aura is too amazing.
I saw the powerful ghost king in midair, pulling out a huge sword tens of meters long from behind, and layers of gray magic flames appeared on the blade.
Seeing this, a group of Chongxiaodian disciples who were still fighting showed fear on their faces.
"Young Master mighty!"
"When the ghost king comes out, he is invincible!"
A group of black robe cultivators yelled at the later stage of Qi refining, their expressions a little excited, and the attack became more fierce.
The disciples on the Chongxiao Temple had suffered heavy casualties, and now they had to switch from offensive to defensive, and the groups used defensive techniques to form a simple defensive formation, trying their best to resist the attack of the black-robed monks.
After Dali Ghost King Xuying let out a low and weird roar, he waved his huge sword and slashed directly towards Cheng Luo.
Cheng Luo's scalp became numb and immediately urged the ice crystal gourd, with white glows emitting around him, blocking him.
"clang!"
A fierce collision sounded, and the Great Ghost King slashed the ice crystal gourd with a sword, and instantly defeated Baimang.
"puff!"
Cheng Luo spouted a big mouthful of blood, his face was earthy, and he fell from the air.
"Hahaha! Although this powerful ghost king is a ghostly ghost, it is more than enough to deal with you barbarians!" The blood-robed youth laughed wildly.
"Elder Cheng, are you okay?" An elder from the Chongxiao Palace immediately flew up and caught Cheng Luo.
Cheng Luo took a sigh of relief, stood in the air, waved his hand and said, "Maybe something."
The ghost king roared and struck again, the elder pinched with a single finger, the spiritual weapon dagger in his hand turned into a stream of light, and it pierced towards the strong ghost king.
The Great Ghost King opened his mouth and spewed gray magic flames, and the flying spirit weapon dagger instantly lost his response after being wrapped in the magic flames.
"Oh!"
Immediately afterwards, Dali Ghost King roared, and the giant sword in his hand slashed towards Cheng Luo and the elder.
The two of them were so scared that they were too scared to dodge.
At this moment, a huge boulder flew out of the woods, emitting a stream of blue and white. The boulder's speed reached its extreme, and it happened to hit the huge sword in the hands of the strong ghost king.
"clang!"
With a crisp sound, the huge sword in the hands of the Great Ghost King was abruptly shaken.
The tiger escaped, causing Cheng Luo and the elder to sweat.
"Who is it!" Seeing that the strong ghost king's attack was interrupted, the blood-robed youth roared and looked in the direction where the boulder was flying.
I saw a young man in a white robe rushing towards the battle center, but it was not Shen Lang.
Shen Lang rose into the air and flew to a low altitude of tens of meters.
"Elder Shen, why are you?"
Cheng Luo was taken aback, and several elders of the Chongxiao Palace who were fighting nearby were also taken aback.
Didn't Shen Lang retreat in the martial arts? When did he come to Cangwu Mountain?
"The matter is urgent, talk about it later!" Shen Lang looked at the blood-robed youth opposite with gloomy eyes.
"I'm a master, it turned out to be a trifle from the early stage of Nirvana." The blood-robed youth said with disdain.
Shen Langyin said coldly: "Who is the chopstick is not certain!"
"Bai Qingshan, go!"
Shen Lang thought, the white green mountain in mid-air soared to hundreds of meters high, and directly slammed into the Vigorous Ghost King phantom in front of the blood-robed youth.
"Small bugs, ghost king, stop me!" The blood-robed youth's mouth showed a trace of mockery.
The strong ghost king swung his huge sword and slashed towards Bai Qingshan with all his strength.
"boom!"
The huge sword was in the middle of the white green mountain wall, making a earth-shaking sound, and the gray magic flame and the blue and white glow collided, emitting a dazzling light.
Shen Lang was a little unbelievable. Since he broke through Nirvana, using Bai Qingshan has always been unfavorable. This huge ghost king phantom can actually take over his own Bai Qingshan?
The blood-robed youth was also a little surprised. The power of the magic weapon in the shape of this mountain is so high that it can actually counter the sword of the ghost king?
"Boy, your magic weapon is not bad, but unfortunately the opponent you met is me. I will decide your magic weapon! Let this young master send you on the road." The blood-robed youth smiled wildly.
The King of Ghosts opened his mouth wide and his fangs spouted a lot of gray flames.
In an instant, the magic flame covered the entire wall of the Baiqingshan, and the blue and white glow was gradually weakened.
Shen Lang's face changed drastically. After Bai Qingshan fell into the magic flame, he found that he could no longer control Bai Qingshan!
Moreover, the hundreds of meters high Bai Qingshan gradually became smaller, and was held in the hand by the ghost king. No matter how much Shen Lang urged, he could not call Bai Qingshan back.
how is this possible? This kind of gray flame could cut the connection between him and Bai Qingshan.
Seeing Shen Lang's anxious expression, the blood-robed youth laughed frantically: "Haha, the magic weapon that was caught by my strong ghost king, don't try to take it back! Ghost king, kill me!"
The blood-robed youth urged to go to the ghost king Xuying with a smug look, preparing to kill Shen Lang.
The power of this powerful ghost king virtual shadow is extremely amazing, even the monk in the late stage of foundation construction, it may not be the opponent of the ghost king.
Just when the ghost king was about to raise his sword to kill Shen Lang, Shen Lang quickly took out the Yuyang Baojing from the storage ring.
"Cracking!"
Shen Lang showed the treasure mirror, and immediately there were a large number of electric snakes swimming on the treasure mirror, and seven or eight white electric arcs rushed out like a wire, sweeping towards the strong ghost king like a whip.
The incredible scene of the blood-robed youth appeared.
I saw the seemingly powerful white thunder hitting the ghost king, the ghost king phantom trembled, his mouth screamed in deep pain, and white smoke was still emitting from all over his body.
Shen Lang tried to inject elemental spiritual power into the Yuyang treasure mirror.
"boom!"
A white thunder with a thick bowl mouth suddenly exploded, directly defeating the ghost king phantom, turning it into powder.
"How... how is it possible!" The blood-robed youth was completely dumbfounded, and even wondered if he had seen an illusion.
Such a tyrannical Ghost King was destroyed by a white thunder?
Cheng Luo and other elders were dumbfounded, thinking that the magic weapon in Shen Lang's hand was too powerful!
Shen Lang was also surprised. He didn't expect this Yuyang Bai Lei to be so powerful against ghosts.
"Bastard, die for me!" The blood-robed youth couldn't accept this fact, furiously pinching with one hand, two huge claws grabbed Shen Lang.
It just so happened that the treasure mirror in Shen Lang's hand shot two white arcs again, hitting the flying claws.
"Hey!"
After hitting the arc, the two magic claws were instantly wiped out, and the blood-robed youth also spouted a large mouthful of blood.
"It's Yuyang Bailei! Impossible, Yuyang Leijing has long been extinct in Tianhai, you actually have a magic weapon made of Yuyang Leijing?" The blood-robed youth shouted in silence.
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes, and didn't bother to pay attention to the shock of the blood-robed youth, pinching his fingers, hundreds of Qi swords condensed in front of him, and shot at the blood-robed youth like lightning.