666 Ye Qin single-handedly challenged the ghost!

666 Ye Qin single-handedly challenged the ghost owner!

The ghost's eyes finally changed, and from the beginning of impatience, it began to become dignified and serious.

It suddenly found that the boy in front of him was no longer the weak monk he knew before that he could slap to death. Unconsciously, the boy's strength has caught up, and he has even challenged his strength. In such a short time, the strength has soared soaringly, which is unbelievable.

"Kill him! All up, kill him!"

The corpse king luckily escaped back to the skeleton warship from the battlefield and was not killed by Ye Qin's thunder sword. It was still in shock. It escaped from death, pointed to Ye Qin, and shouted at the angry Yuanying monks. Just now, Ye Qin's thunder sword was aimed at the group of ghosts. If it and the skeleton general hadn't escaped quickly, I'm afraid that those who are already dead can't die at this moment. How can they swallow this breath?

"Get out of here! A bunch of rubbish!"

The ghost lord roared, swept over with a fierce ghost wind in his palm, and beat the corpse king hundreds of feet away.

The corpse king hit the deck and was stunned. He covered the broken zombie face, lowered his head, and dared not say anything again.

The ghost practitioners were preparing to respond to the corpse king, and they were suddenly shocked by the anger of the ghost owner.

The ghost lord turned his head and looked at Ye Qin coldly.

In the world of immortal cultivation in the East China Sea, it has never really obeyed anyone except the Holy Emperor. Even if you hate the old monster, if you really want to work hard, you may not be its opponent. There are not many people who dare to challenge it. Ye Qin can destroy seven or eight Yuanying ghosts in one fell swoop. There is no doubt that he has this strength and qualification to fight with it.

The ghost owner has some respect for such a powerful opponent.

"Let me see how strong you are!"

The ghost owner didn't say much. There were two small magic-level ghost weapons, two-claw hand-controlled ghost crying and wolf howling, and there were flowers floating on the ghost weapon. Jumping at the bow of the ship, he rushed out of the skeleton warship in an instant, turned into a mass of incomparable black flame light, and shot straight to Ye Qin, who was driving the eight sword array in front of him.

Ghost Cry turned into a white, covered with hundreds of holes and bone swords, and there is a fierce soul in each hole. The wolf howled, turned into a giant wolf's head of hundreds of feet, made a whineer, and rushed to Ye Qin. Within dozens of miles, thousands of ghosts cried, and the ghosts gushed, which was breathtaking.

"Blood-eating winding!"

Ye Qin was unmoved by the sound of the ten thousand ghosts crying. With a wave of his right hand, there was a strong blood seed in his palm, hitting the rushing ghost owner. The blood-colored seed turned into a blood light and hit the ghost owner head-on.

The ghost owner saw the blood light and did not dodge, allowing the blood-eating demon vine seed to hit it.

The blood-eating demon vine immediately grew wildly, wrapped around the ghost owner's body, got into the ghost owner's black robe, tried to absorb the flesh and blood, and entangled the ghost owner to death. However, it didn't suck anything, and the strong corpse gas made it depressed. The ghost fire was stained with the blood-eating demon vine. Before the blood-eating demon vine could exert its power, it was quickly burned into a piece of dead vine ash by the underworld fire.

The blood-eating demon vine, which makes the demon practice in the demon world, has almost no effect on the ghost owner.

"I have seen your blood-eating demon vine for a long time. This demon vine is good. It's a pity to use it against me, I'm afraid I used it in the wrong place!" The ghost owner's right claw tore off the blood-eating demon vine wrapped around his body, with a sarcastic tone and disdainful.

"Really!"

Ye Qin's indifferent voice came. With his hand, Chenming Lei Zejian, with a violent thunder and lightning, has already split his head at the ghost master.

"Ghost Cry, go!"

The ghost master is not comparable to the ordinary ghost cultivation of those desert island. The little magic power-level ghost crying sword, Chaochenming Lei Ze sword blocked it.

Although the ghost crying sword is a small magic level, after the long-term quenching of the thirteen-order god-level underworld fire, its quality has been greatly improved, and even the thunder and lightning of the great disaster are fearless and can't hurt it.

Boom!

Two small magic-level flying swords shook hard in mid-air.

Chenming Lei Ze's sword shot a large group of thunder, illuminating the whole cloudy sky. But the ghost crying sword came out of a ghost flame. This light and almost empty ghost flame devoured those terrible thunderbolts and returned to the darkness.

Two flying swords are entangled in mid-air and fighting fiercely, and it is difficult to distinguish between high and low.

Ye Qin's almost ethereal eyes showed a strange color.

This Chenming Lei Ze Sword is the most powerful little god-level flying sword in his hand, and it is a thunder attribute, which specializes in restraining ghost cultivation. Dealing with ordinary Yuanying ghost cultivation is almost a second kill, but it is not very good for the ghost owner.

"Kon, your thunder sword can't help me. Let's see what ability you have to fight with me!"

The ghost owner roared.

Its other little magic-level ghost weapon wolf howled, opened its mouth, and rushed to Ye Qin.

"Frozen field!"

Ye Qin stepped back and shouted softly. The hand pinching formula, a finger far away, a small magic ice seal of the ice sword was bombarded out. He has eight small magic flying swords, and he has many means.

"Gaga, click!"

The hundreds of feet of space where the wolf howling ghost device is located is instantly sealed by layers of extremely hard ice crystals.

This ghost device is almost frozen.

The wolf howling ghost weapon rushed left and right fiercely, trying to break the ice crystal.

The wolf howling ghost weapon also carries Mingyan, but Mingyan belongs to yin fire, not yang fire. Ghost fire can't melt the thick hard ice. It can only break through the hard ice by continuous impact. It will take at least a dozen bombardments before it can rush out of the ice.

"Damn it, he actually has ice magic spells!"

The ghost owner cursed secretly. At this moment, it was only a few miles away from Ye Qin. The dead palm turned over, and a Mingyan appeared in the palm. Suddenly, it patted forward. This Mingyan shot directly at Ye Qin.

"Space tear!"

Ye Qin reacted very quickly and immediately manipulated the three-blue colored wing sword and split into the rapidly approaching Mingyan void.

!

The exquisite and gorgeous three-blue colored wing sword hit an extreme speed blade. This storm blade is so powerful that it tore a space crack of about a foot in the sky.

The one-foot-long space crack was impartial, just swallowing the smingyan, and then the space crack disappeared.

Ye Qin's calculation is very accurate.

The powerful and horrible Mingyan disappeared without a trace between heaven and earth, and disappeared.

It's just that Ye Qin's continuous use of small magic spells is extremely depleted. If it hadn't been for Yuanying's eight-layer cultivation, I'm afraid he would have been exhausted before he used a few spells.

"Space crack, how can you even release the wind magic spells?"

Seeing this, the ghost owner was stunned and almost screamed depressingly.

This boy's little magic spells are one by one, making it very awkward. It has never met Yuanying monks who can use ice, wind and thunder at the same time. This kind of play makes it very uncomfortable. What's more uncomfortable is that each of its underworld flames is precious and takes a lot of effort to refine it. In a short period of time, Mingyan can't be supplemented, and one is one less.

Ye Qin ignored the ghost owner's screams, and hit the little magic spells wildly.

A blue light and shadow, a black shadow, quickly staggered in the sky between the wing warship and the skeleton warship.

Looking at this situation, there is no difference between victory or defeat in a while.

The ghosts on the skeleton warship were dizzy and turbulent.

On the big wing warship, Huangfu Binger was very nervous. Ye Qin Yuanying has eight sword arrays on the eighth floor, and he does not fall behind in the face of the ghost owner. What worries her is that there are many Yuanying ghosts on the skeleton warships. If they are shameless to fight in groups, I'm afraid the situation is not good.

......

The ghost mainly cleaned up Ye Qin in person. It fought fiercely with Ye Qin. Zhongyuan Ying ghost practitioners did not dare to intervene, so as not to attract the unknown anger of the ghost owner.

However, they can't look like this.

If everything is done by the ghost owner himself, why do you want them? Acting as a good-looking decoration?

"Don't be stunned, blow up that big-wing warship! Isn't there his accomplices on the ship? Kill it!"

The corpse king hates sharpness, and this hatred has not been reported yet.

"He is going to the Southern Demon Continent and destroy the warship. Let's see how he goes to the Southern Demon! The ghost will definitely agree!"

General Skeleton agreed in a muffled voice.

"Then let's do it!"

Under the insscetic of their two ghosts, many Yuanying monks shouted, and no one objected.

The skeleton warship began to adjust its direction, bypassing the sky and sea where the ghost master and Ye Qin fought fiercely, and approached the big-wing warship from the side. The skeleton warship is 2,000 feet long, more than 300 feet long than a large-winged warship, like a big mountain that is proud of a small earth mountain, and it is not a warship at all. If the two warships bombard each other, there will be no suspense.

There are hundreds of bone cannons on one side of the skeleton warship, and ten of them began to charge.

In the depths of the cannon hole, a black light gradually appeared, full of thick corpse gas.

This is a ghost cannon.

Huangfu Bing'er's face changed dramatically. With the power of the skeleton warship cannons, the large-winged warship may not be able to stand many cannons, so it will be completely destroyed.

"Sister Bing'er, what should we do now?"

Bai Xiuer stood next to her anxiously.

Huangfu Binger shook his head faintly. The bombardment between warships is beyond her ability to fight against it alone.

She has let the organ puppet in the ship control the big wing warship to adjust its direction and change the flight path flexibly and quickly in a tortuous way. The big-wing warship may be able to dodge some shelling with flexible flight. However, if the other party's shelling is intensive, this method may not have much effect.

The ten light psychic cannons of the large-winged warship have also been charged, which is more than enough to deal with a Yuanying ghost. But in the face of the thick deck defense of the giant skeleton warship, I'm afraid it will bombard hundreds of cannons, and it won't destroy the giant skeleton warship.

Huangfu Binger has little hope for the power of the ten light psionic cannons of the big wing warship.

"How can there be so many ghost cultivation in the East China Sea? Ghost cultivation is easier to practice in the Western Continent. Why didn't they go to the Western Continent?

A slight woman's soft voice came from behind Huangfu.

"Senior Qingqiu! Recently, many monks have been killed in the East China Sea, and the number of ghost practitioners has increased a lot. As for why he stayed in the East China Sea, it is not clear.

Huangfu Binger suddenly turned around and saw the nine-tailed spirit fox demon Sheng Qingqiu Li. I don't know when she was already standing on the bow. RO