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The Wild Ghost King raised his head to the sky and let out a long cry, the sky-shattering sound made everyone feel their brains were overwhelming and their headaches were about to burst, as if something was about to burst out, a bàonuè emotion spread uncontrollably in their hearts.

Xie Zhichun watched with cold eyes: the wild ghost king with red light is most gratified by the fear and killing intent of the human race, and often infinitely magnifies the nuè murderous heart of human beings, causing them to kill each other, and then making them regain their sanity, and finally harvest a wave before dying fear.

I wanted to leave early, and I didn't bother to ask about it once it was over, and now I was rescued... Xie Zhichun's brain roared, and he pressed his forehead to look at the clansmen. Those who were pleasing to the eye attacked and formed a melee. Those with a little stronger spiritual sense managed to hold on for a while, but were also quickly sucked in.

I can hardly hold on myself.

The Wild Ghost King slowly stopped his voice, and slowly patrolled around, but saw two ants in the remnant tree on the side far from the center of the battle, unmoved by the sound waves. Straight down.

If the mind is firm and the spiritual sense is strong and unmoved, then take your life directly to suppress the despair and fear before death!

The buzzing sound echoed in his mind, Qin Qing threw out a plain oil-paper umbrella painted with floating clouds and green mountains from his Qiankun sleeve, the umbrella floated up and opened, and there were strings of ruddy white jade beads hanging from the edge of the umbrella, The bead strings flew in the air as they rotated, defeating the divine sense attack that came from the bombardment.

"Go." Qin Qing said softly.

Subconsciously, Xie Zhichun then sprinted several times, stepped over the wreckage of the painting boat, and stepped on the solid ground. Behind him was the dust and black mist that was shaken by the wild ghost king's heavy palm.

The wild ghosts did not dare to stay within five feet of the oil-paper umbrella, and avoided the black paste on the ground.

The melee of scattered disciples in the vicinity did not pose a threat, only the two acquired elders fought and retreated. Seeing Xie Zhichun's eyes lit up, they shouted: "She used to be Miss Xie's family! Maybe she has a flying magic weapon on her body!"

Xie Zhichun did indeed hold a magic weapon of flying balls, in order to avoid coveting it, he seldom used it, even when he returned to Xie’s house, he went to the small town first, and then borrowed the teleportation method in the city. Now I remember that I am Miss Xie's family."

The two of them just saw a reed in despair as if they were drowning. They knew it was impossible but couldn't help grabbing it. How could they think it was a life-saving driftwood? Seeing that it looked like they really had a magic weapon for flying, they immediately turned towards the reed with ecstasy. This side rushes: "Take it out quickly!"

Xie Zhichun sneered: "I'll give it if I say it. Aren't I sorry for calling you young lady?" He tapped his toes, jumped back, and twitched the banjo with his fingers, and the aura turned into a knife and slashed away.

Although the two people's years were approaching, their post-natal cultivation was not in vain. They clapped their palms again and again when they started their kung fu, and the air in their palms transformed into shapes and whizzed away.

Xie Zhichun retreated a few steps in a row, and jumped to avoid it.

One of them shouted: "I respect you as the eldest miss of the Xie family, save face, and come out obediently."

Xie Zhichun lost two points of blood on his face, stared at the two people with hatred, slowly clenched his fingers, and said hoarsely: "Miss Xie's family? What is the use of this title? Can you hear me? Can someone tell me?!"

Qin Qing closed the umbrella and jumped to the side lightly, forming a triangle.

The smoke and dust cleared away, revealing an empty and dilapidated scene, and the wild ghost king's blood-red eyes were slowly sweeping towards this side.

Qin Qing looked over and said, "Give it to me, the king of wild ghosts." Then he walked towards the other direction.

The two elders of the Xie family felt a little guilty under Xie Zhichun's scorching eyes, and quickly became upright: "What are you talking about? Zhiqiu is seriously ill, and her life will not last long. It is the kindness of the Xie family to save her life. If she is not spared It is also for the sake of the family, and the grandpa of the Wanqishou family is dedicated to our family, and it is the result of the joint discussion of the elders of the whole family, why are you dissatisfied?"

"You are the eldest lady of the Xie family, but you don't think about making progress all day long. You have no courage and ambition. It is a good thing to value love, but how can you delay yourself? The Xie family is also thinking about you."

"Shut up! How can you still have the face to tell me? You keep talking about the interests of the family, don't you regret coming here now, don't you want to escape!"

The two looked at each other, and said sternly: "Xie Zhichun, you know your mistakes and don't correct them! I thought you had repented in Zhengyu for several years, but you still don't listen to progress. Hand over the flying magic weapon as soon as possible!"

The corners of Xie Zhichun's eyes were red: "How could I not change? It is precisely because I have changed thoroughly that I want to overthrow this Xie family who disregards human life and only cares about profit, and changed this disgusting situation!"

Xie Zhichun threw a pearl, and the ball hung in the air emitting a lustrous white light. The eyes of the two Xie family members were shining, their breathing was short, and they were about to snatch it, when they saw the woman who was covered in gloom showing a contemptuous expression. Smiling, the pearl flew towards the two of them rapidly, and exploded in a flash.

The power of the self-explosive magic weapon set off layer after layer of fluctuations in the air of heaven and earth, and the dust rolled up, engulfing everything.

Xie Zhichun retreated again and again, swallowing the blood in his throat forcefully, his face pale as paper.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing two incomplete figures.

One person threw away the other acquired man who was caught in a hurry to block the front, showing his broken body, trying to support himself with his only remaining leg, with vicious eyes in his eyes: "Xie Zhichun, how dare you blow yourself up with the flying magic weapon?" Now, the crime should be punished. You have no energy left now, let the old man teach you well..."

When Xie Zhichun blew up the magic weapon, the spiritual energy in his body was gone and even suffered backlash. He heard that he was only performing the exercises with a blank face, and a six-petal pattern suddenly appeared on his forehead, with a faint pink light shining.

The man yelled in horror: "How is that possible! Didn't you get the aura that Zhiyi abolished the Demon Palace and entered the Zhengyu to rebuild!"

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know that I have the ability to cultivate spirits and demons." Xie Zhichun taunted back, slowly raising his hand and pointing at that person, "The magic energy has been recultivated to the innate level, and the cultivation level is not high, but against you, Enough." A faintly pink devilish energy swept out from behind and rushed towards the person opposite.

The man wiped away the blood on his face, and said with a sinister smile: "As expected of being called a once-in-a-hundred-year-old talent back then, he was able to operate the Mengmeng technique that most people can only master the day after tomorrow. But this level of cultivation is not enough. If you want to fight with me, Missy has been in Zhengyu for a long time, and she has become naive." At the same time, she used the exercises to attack.

On the other side, Qin Qing tapped his toes and jumped into the field of vision of the Wild Ghost King. Seeing that he attracted his attention, he jumped in the opposite direction of the crowd.

Everyone in the small world was fighting with red eyes, only this white figure came and went at will, causing the wild ghost king to move his heavy body slowly to follow.

Qin Qing kept an eye on the movement of the Wild Ghost King, but was slightly worried that he had to rush back to the Underworld within time.This time, under the pretext that Huo Mingyun's birthday was approaching, he came out to prepare a gift, so he only got three days.

Huo Mingyun was very entangled with people, and Qin Qing himself didn't want to involve people in it, so he hurried after looking for a reason to get away, pawned some things and gathered some magic stones, and used them for the teleportation array between various cities to come to Changling , it has taken more than two days.

It is absolutely impossible to rush back to Midtown within three days.

Qin Qing restrained his mixed thoughts, and turned to look at the wild ghost king.

The wild ghost king was annoyed by the jumping ants in front of him, he waved his palms again and again, but he was dodged lightly, screamed, and was blocked by the weird paper umbrella. , summoning more wild ghosts to hunt together.

A faint black shadow floated up, wandering around Qin Qing's side, afraid of the power of the paper umbrella, not daring to approach.

Qin Qing turned needles with his divine sense, and sent out bursts of rain. Those black shadows dispersed at the touch of a touch, but there were more black shadows floating around waiting around, and more and more black paste gathered on the ground, ready to move, just waiting for the right time.

In just a short breath, Qin Qing was far away from the area where the Xie family and the Helian ghost clan were located. Qin Qing stopped suddenly, stood on a branch and turned to look at the wild ghost, with a calm expression in his eyes, and the corners of his white clothes slightly raised.