Chapter 296 Ghost King

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"To be a spiritual friend, it suddenly occurred to me, how do you know how to refine this thing?" Xiao Heng just took off the three tonic fruits from the vines and put them into the dragon ring, but suddenly thought that he could not know the refining technique of this thing now. Even if he took it, it was useless, so he turned his head and asked the withered butterfly.

Lingkudie smiled gently after hearing the words. She sacrificed the light with Xiao Heng and continued to fly forward. She also said, "This thing is generally integrated and refined with some spiritual wood. The specific refining method, I think we should be able to find some of the relevant classics after going back, but even if it is not refined, It's okay to use it like this, but it's very inconvenient.

When Xiao Heng heard the words, this was a slightly disappointed sigh. He turned his head and looked forward again. The spiritual power in his body turned, and the slow escape light suddenly burst into the front in an instant like an arrow from the string.

At the same time, thousands of miles away from Xiao Heng and Lingshi Butterfly, over the same swamp, two figures kept flashing, and the spiritual light exploded, and a few explosions resounded through the sky and earth, shaking the world like dry thunder.

The young nun and the old man in the robe who were standing in the distance have long disappeared.

I'm kidding. One of the two fighting methods is Hong Yuan, the second elder of the Blood Spirit Palace, and the other is the step elder of the Tianlong Sect of the Emperor in the Northern Regions. Either side can kill them casually. Even if he has negotiated with Duan Muyun before, no one will be stupid enough to walk with a strong man who can completely control his life.

Therefore, the two people had quietly left while the two sides were fighting fiercely.

As for Hong Yuan and Duan Muyun at this time, they are fighting fiercely. The sword light flashed, the blood fog flew, the strong and scattered strength, and the swamp under the cut was churning.

In the sword spirit, Duan Muyun's thick voice suddenly sounded: "Hong Yuan, if you have this ability, then I advise you to leave early. I didn't enter the secret place this time to condense fragrant fruit, and there is no direct conflict of interest with you. Moreover, there are no more than thousands of monks who have secretly entered this secret place this time. If you only feel that you have the ability to continue to fight with me, I will be fine. It's just..."

When the words came here, a cold murderous intention suddenly permeated, and Duan Muyun continued to say, "It's just that if I go out, then your Blood Spirit Palace is waiting to be destroyed by my Tianlong Sect. Your Blood Spirit Palace is indeed huge, but you also know where the heavenly elders of Tianlong Sect come from. If you are sensible, don't pester me anymore.

While talking, among the thousands of swords, the man in silver clothes also appeared in it. It was Duan Muyun.

At this moment, Hong Yuan also stopped to continue to perform all kinds of powerful spells. Obviously, he was suppressed by Duan Muyun's words.

After carefully measuring the strength of both sides, Hong Yuan suddenly found that he was at a downside now.

But just as Hong Yuan was about to say some unnutritious threatening words to find a step down the steps, a blood-red escape suddenly flashed into the sky.

The speed of escape is extremely fast. Almost in a flash, it has arrived here with a dull explosion sound.

As soon as the bloody light dispersed, a beautiful teenager in white appeared in it.

The teenager was dressed in white without dust, but his hair shawl was tight with a jade belt. His temples are like cutting knives, sword eyebrows and star eyes. What a handsome teenager.

But the indifference in those eyes adds a lot of strange elements to its scholarly temperament, which is slightly enchanting.

As soon as the young man in white appeared in the light, Duan Muyun's face suddenly became a little solemn.

And when Hong Yuan saw this, his cold face became ecstatic in an instant.

"Brother Guijun, you finally found me with your dog's nose, hahaha, okay, okay." In Hong Yuan's ecstasy, he actually spit out a sentence that made the young man in white frown.

Although this son looks young, his breath is quite thick.

Hong Yuan's cultivation is at the peak of the heavenly mirror, and this son's cultivation is not much inferior. He is actually a strong man in the later stage of the heavenly mirror.

This teenager, who was called a ghost king by Hong Yuan, is also not small.

Although he is young, his actual age is over 2,000 years old. With a strong magical power, it was famous as early as hundreds of years ago. At the same time, this person is also the four elders of the Blood Spirit Palace, and his power in the Blood Spirit Palace is also not small.

Guijun looked coldly at Duan Muyun with the eyes that almost made some low-level nuns lose their minds directly, and then asked Hong Yuan, "Mr. Hong, you chased these thousands of miles just to chase this person?"

Hong Yuan nodded fiercely when he heard the words. Just as he wanted to say yes, Guijun said a sentence that almost made his qi and blood flow.

After the ghost nodded when he saw it, his eyes became strange in an instant. He asked with a little curiosity in his voice, "Mr. Hong, I know you are in urgent need of the furnace tripod to practice, but no matter how anxious you are, you can't use this kind of strong male cultivation. If you practice like this, you will definitely go out..."

"I ah... You just use male cultivation as a furnace tripod to practice. I fell in love with one of them, a fellow nun, and was stopped by this boy. Look at the sword in his hand. Before Guijun finished his words, Hong Yuan immediately roared at him with a red face. At the end of his words, he also kindly reminded him.

Hearing this, Guijun's face was still as quiet as water, but when he saw the light blue sword in Duan Muyun's hand, he frowned in an instant.

"Dragon Sword... Are you from Tianlong Sect?" Guijun squinted at Duanmuyun and asked with an irresistible majestic voice.

Duan Muyun sneered and ignored the ghost at all, but turned his head and looked at Hong Yuan and asked, "Hong Yuan, aren't you going to give up?" After saying that, a horrible dragon chant came out of his body. A faint green air came out of the pores all over its body, which turned out to be a trace of real dragon gas.

And on its skin, a layer of gray-yellow scales also appeared.

"Jianglong armor, real dragon blood, it turns out that you are a dragon." Hong Yuan's pupils shrank again.

Jiaolong is not a dragon. Strictly speaking, it is only a dragon. However, Jiaolong is the closest race to the dragon. Although the innate god is not very good, some of them can be feathered into dragons after reaching a certain level of cultivation.

At this time, even Guijun's face became a little solemn. He didn't expect that this man not only had a dragon sword, but also used a trace of real dragon blood. Although Duan Muyun did not completely stimulate the blood of the real dragon at this time, he had already felt the terrible real dragon spirit.

The domineering and awe-like atmosphere full of king-like majesty, it is absolutely impossible to imitate it with any other magic weapon.

"Ghost King..." Seeing this, Hong Yuan's face also became solemn in an instant. He turned his head and shouted at the ghost.

And the ghost king didn't seem to hear it at this time. He stared at Duan Muyun tightly, and the light flashed in his eyes. At a glance, he knew that he was thinking.

But at this time, the green and white two restrained breaths suddenly appeared in the sky.

As soon as these two escapes appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of the three people.

The three people present are strong people with strong cultivation, but their thoughts can't feel the real cultivation of the two people in the escape at all. In this way, all three of them became a little nervous.

But suddenly, the two escapes seemed to have just found them. The escapes in the rapid escape suddenly stopped in place.

When the three saw this, Guijun and Hong Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, but Duan Muyun, the heart he was holding, did not put down. If the person came is a neutral monk, of course, he is more beneficial in the melee, but now these two people have stopped to escape, which makes Duan Muyun's heart tremble again.

At the same time, he can't stand it in the face of a peak of the sky mirror and a strong man in the late stage of the sky mirror.

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