Chapter 199 Strong Wan'an

Whistle!

A burst of cold air swept by, and the whole body in the ghost was suddenly covered by thick ice crystals. The ice crystals were transparent, and the sleepy appearance in the ghost seemed to be vividly fixed.

"Ghost son? You...Qiu Yueyu, I fought with you!" The ghost was shocked. What Qiu Yueyu did just now made him understand that there was no life in the ghost.

"Ghost! Come out!"

Suddenly, the ghost turned into six ghosts and stood in the air.

"Huh? Haven't the three ghosts been destroyed? Why are there six ways again?" Dingyang looked at the big screen puzzledly. No, the breath of the six ghosts is so weak that it can reach the Green King's level. What's going on?

Dingdings glanced at Dingyang with contempt, "Idiot! Don't you see that the three ghosts on the left are dimmer than the three on the right?

"Humph... That's the three roads that have just been destroyed. The formation of ghosts is very special. It is that the ghost condenses the war spirit into six ghosts, and then his soul is divided into six and injected into the ghosts..."

"Just before the explosion, Gui Teng had taken back his soul, but the ghost's body was still destroyed. As for the weak breath, it is very simple. His fighting spirit has been consumed. How can he maintain his peak state?

Dingyang listened with relish, and even Dingding'er scolded him.

"Hmm! The ghost has died and become an ice crystal. The ghost has not run away quickly. How can the ghost of the six green kings be the opponents of the peak of the Purple King? Is this guy's head squeezed by the door panel?

Dingyang curled the corners of his mouth and looked at the big screen with contempt.

"Huh?" Dingding looked at Dingyang speechlessly, "Brother Yang, stop talking. He is desperately trying his best. The Green King can't be compared with the strong man at the peak of the Purple King, but what if the six ghosts explode at the same time?

Ah? Self-detonation?"

Dingyang looked at the Dingdingers in shock.

hong hong hong hong!

Six huge rays of light rose to the sky, shining the sky and the earth like day.

The huge shock wave directly flattened the radius of ten miles.

"Damn! This is too powerful, isn't it? Now Fenglin, He Qian and that beautiful woman can't live, can they? Looking at the shocking scene in front of him, Dingyang burst into a curse.

Looking at Dingyang like an idiot, Dingding's hearts are dripping blood. Why did they find such an idiotic master?

Alas...it's all because the basic knowledge is too poor...

It's uneducated to kill people...

If the autumn moon rain didn't have any means, would it not care about the ghost's self-detonation?

You know, Qiu Yueyu has a field. In the field, Qiu Yueyu is the sky, the earth, and the god of creation. Everything is up to her...

She let Guiteng explode, so that Guiteng could explode. Otherwise, Guiteng had no hope at all.

"Alas... It seems that he has to eradicate illiteracy in the future, so as not to go out to talk in the future..." Dingding sighed helplessly.

Sure enough.

After the light gradually dissipated, Qiu Yueyu and others slowly appeared.

Dingyang opened his mouth wide and looked at the three people as if he had seen a ghost.

No! Three people, plus an ice crystal.

"Strong people, strong people! How did she do it?" Dingyang first sighed and immediately fell into meditation.

"Auntie, are you all right?" Fenglin stared anxiously at the autumn moon rain.

Qiu Yueyu shook his head, "It's okay, I just think of your uncle..."

What else Fenglin wants to say, but after all, he can't say it.

After a while, Qiu Yueyu said, "Didn't Gui Teng escape with the ghost? Why did you come back? And it's like a ghost is chasing someone?"

When Qiu Yueyu said this, Fenglin and He Qian were surprised.

"No! The space ring in the ghost is gone. He Qian suddenly shouted.

Sure enough, Qiu Yueyu and Fenglin glanced at the hands of the ghost in the ice crystal, bare, and the space ring disappeared...

"It seems that someone robbed the space ring." Qiu Yueyu shook her head and her face suddenly changed. "Oh, [Batian War] is gone."

"Who is this person?" Fenglin asked with a serious face.

He and Qiu Yueyu looked at each other. The two seemed to think about something. Only He Qian, who was close to him, heard them say, "Dingyang..."

"Hmm! Who do you think I am? It turned out to be the autumn moon rain elder of Yutian Holy Land. Why did you kill my disciples? Suddenly, a loud voice rolled over.

"It's you! Wan'an..." Qiu Yueyu looked at the person with a solemn expression.

"Hmm! Wan An, what do you mean by that? When did I kill your disciple? Qiu Yueyu snorted coldly.

Wan'an's eyebrows are wrinkled. There is no evidence that Qiu Yueyu killed Dingyang, but Wan'an really can't find anyone else who has the ability to kill Dingyang.

"Brother Yang, your teacher is here, hey... It seems that he is asking for guilt. He is really good to you..." Ding Ding'er's noses are sore and a little jealous.

"Hmm!" Dingyang was moved. Seeing his teacher Wan'an's face haggard and nervously looking for him, suddenly, his heart was a little sour.

"Haha... Who else can kill my disciples besides your Qiu Yueyu's strength?" Wan'an's face gradually cooled down, because he couldn't find the breath of Dingyang...

Wan'an felt a burst of irritability when he thought that the talented disciple he had worked hard to inherit his manor might no longer be alive.

"Hum... Wan'an, don't spit people with blood. Although you [Wanbao Pavilion] are powerful, it doesn't mean that I'm afraid of you!" Qiu Yueyu's face also became ugly, and Wan'an's tone was too strong.

All of a sudden!

The atmosphere in the field was solemn to the extreme. Fenglin and He Qian's faces turned white and looked at the two confronting people in horror.

"Cough... Lord Wan, there must be some misunderstanding, right? Elder Qiu has no one else except killing a few people from the Holy Land. Fenglin came forward with difficulty, punched Wan'an and said respectfully.

"Oh? "Ghost Holy Land?" Wan was shocked and had a bad feeling.

Did his genius disciples die at the hands of the ghosts and holy places?

"Hmm! Lin Er, why bother with this old stubborn man? Let's go!" He turned around and was about to leave.

Boom! Suddenly, Wan'an's momentum broke out, covering Qiu Yueyu and the three, "Don't go. Stay here honestly before I find my disciples!"

"Hmm? Virtual respect? Have you reached the realm of virtual respect? Qiu Yueyu's face was appalled, and she knew what Xu Zun meant in her heart.

Void respect.

Infinitely close to the supreme existence, it can be said that half a foot has stepped into the supreme level and has understood the mystery of the aura of heaven and earth.

Above the virtual dignity is the supreme.

Because Xu Zun understands the mystery of heaven and earth aura, his own war spirit will slowly transform. When the level of war spirit is fully upgraded, he will step into the supreme ranks.

"Ha ha... That's right, I just stepped into the realm of virtual respect!" Although the face is tired, Wan'an's complacency is obvious.

"Hmm! Are you afraid of you when you step into the realm of virtual respect? Qiu Yueyu said coldly.

"Hmm! I thought this old guy was worried about his brother. After a long time, he went to understand the mystery of aura and made himself so embarrassed. Originally, he planned to go out early, but now..." Dingyang looked vicious and muttered dissatisfiedly.

Listening to the words between the two confusedly and seeing that they were going to quarrel again, Fenglin hurriedly said, "Congratulations Lord Wan on stepping into that legendary realm, but we really didn't kill your disciples!"

"Bear by the way, who is your disciple's last name? Maybe you still know him! Or, we will help you find it!"

After thinking for a moment, he felt that Fenglin was right. Wan An said in a low voice, "His name is Dingyang!" As soon as I stepped into this realm, I heard that he was in trouble, so I came in a hurry, but I never felt his breath.

"What? Your...your disciple's name is Ding...Yang?" Fenglin was shocked, and even He Qian looked shocked.

"Did you really kill him?" Wan'an looked at the three angrily.

As soon as Wan An misunderstood them, Fenglin hurriedly said, "Lord Wan, don't be angry. We know your apprentice and have a good relationship, but we really didn't kill him."

"Really not?"

"Wan An, what exactly do you mean? You provoke me again and again, don't you really pay attention to my heavenly holy land? What's so great about stepping into the virtual respect?

The autumn moon rain was completely angry, and Wan'an bullied people too much.

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