New White Snake Asking Immortals

?Horizontal straight knife automatically fly out of the scabbard!

The knife seemed to have spirituality, and it drew a half-arc and the handle fell accurately into Bai Nen's little hand. Bai Yujun dismounted and walked to the opposite of the ghostly and evil creature. This ghost popped out of nowhere.

Bai Yujun doesn't know if Pan Xiong's whereabouts have been exposed, and now he can only destroy the ghosts as soon as possible.

"The sky is bright and clear! The three lights are bright!"

"Bold ghosts and ghosts bring disaster to the world! Don't die soon!"

When the voice fell, the horizontal knife in his hand radiated bright and precious light, and the rich pure yang power burst into the raindrops and the fog swept forward! Don't stop advancing until you are in the middle of the ghost!

Willow Ghost King Jie Jie smiled strangely, and the sky became even darker...

Bai Yujun is very angry, there are dozens of ways to kill this evil creature, but he has to be careful not to use the ultimate move. Today, this rain, and this wind can't be used! Otherwise, it is easy to infer what kind of tricks are used by people who perceive the battlefield!

"No one is allowed to leave the paper umbrella!"

Twisted his neck and took off his straw hat, the beauty of the dust made the opposite ghost king restless and greedy.

Raising the knife, nine spiritual power condensed translucent straight knives quickly appeared behind him, and the left hand formed complicated and mysterious handprints, and the nine spiritual power straight knives roared away with a broken sound!

For a while, there seemed to be countless ghosts screaming and roaring, dragging the mysterious translucent weapons with faint trails, and the ghosts were constantly melted by the sharp blades, and the dazzling spells were dazzling. I get it, it's pretty awesome anyway.

I saw the slender figure possessed by white flames in the gloomy and dark ghost atmosphere, and the slender figure was heroic and valiant.

Pan Xiong was very nervous. He and Bai Yujun could guess the enemy's general strategy.

There was a ghost to contain the main master and then another took the opportunity to arrest him. Fortunately, the oil-paper umbrella in the sky gave him confidence. The two hit the ground from the ground to the sky and back to the ground.

On the battlefield, Bai Yujun was covered in pure yang white flames that were extremely violent!

The left hand is constantly knotted, dazzling and non-stop, according to common sense, the longer the time, the greater the power...

Now only Chunyang Palace exercises can be revealed. Even if they are targeted by the practice world, they still often walk down the mountain. Especially in the area where ghosts are ravaged, they can see Chunyang masters. It is normal to fight with ghosts. The beasts can do what they can, even if they suppress their strength, they still attack more and defend less.

The slogan of invincibility under the Spirit Transformation period was not blown.

First, it detonated nine spiritual knives in a row, rumbled and rumbled, and the aura vibrated! With the knife in his right hand, he turned around and slashed! The long sword glows like a red soldering iron, evaporating ghost energy!

"Ow..."

The Willow Ghost King screamed, and the wound on his body was repaired under the moisturizing of the gray and black ghost. He didn't understand why Hong Niang didn't make a move.

Bai Yujun sneered and gathered nine spiritual knives again.

"As an evil creature, you dare to be presumptuous in front of my pure Yang! Heaven and earth are natural! The filth is scattered!"

The left hand forms the common mudra of pure yang to exorcise evil spirits! Release the long-prepared ultimate move and push the ghost king head-on!

The raindrops that had fallen suddenly stopped and then disintegrated into water vapor. The ghost energy filled the air for an instant, and the world was quiet. The ghostly aura of the willow ghost king disappeared silently, revealing his true face, revealing his abominable face with pointed mouth and fangs, but at this time. The face was terrified, and one of his arms was disintegrating and dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Although the ghost can condense the body again, the loss of Yin Qi is too heavy and it is almost quite serious.

In front of the handprint, there was nothing transparent and empty, as if it had opened up the same path to the opposite side in the ghostly aura. Even if Bai Jiao hides its strength, it is still a Jiaojiao. The rich qi and blood have a strong resistance to ghost spells.

The Willow Ghost King was shocked and angry.

"Red Lady...! You are cheating on this old man!"

Willow Ghost King knew that he was trapped by Hong Niangzi. Before, he planned to let Hong Niangzi and this Niubi fight to the death and he took advantage of it. He didn't expect her to be fooled. Catacombs, never thought she had the same plan...

Another burst of saber qi and spells exploded indiscriminately, and the Willow Ghost King could only support it and not lose quickly.

Pan Xiong is more anxious than anyone else. He is not stupid. He clearly knows that his family is the softest persimmon. Even if the mysterious girl loses, she can easily escape and leave. Only her family can't escape. With her life in someone else's hands, I can only pray that the girl can win.

On the other side, a little ghost showed his head to look at the Pan family's crowd, and looked at the oil-paper umbrellas in fear.

Frightened and frightened, she acted according to the order given by the red lady.

"Pan Xiong~!"

A faint call came from the side, and Pan Xiong was engrossed in watching the fight ahead without noticing that someone was calling him. One of Pan Xiong's sons in the convoy turned his head to look over when he heard someone calling his father.

"Who? Who's there?"

Then, this unlucky **** suddenly felt his feet fall into a hole in the ground...

Calling a person's name, of course, the one who responds is the righteous master. Many people and ghosts think so...

Pan Xiongxin had a feeling and looked back and saw nothing, thinking that he was too worried and afraid of hysteria, shook his head and continued to concentrate on the fight.

Bai Yujun felt that someone was taken away by the ghost bride, and the ghost king Liu also found out. He thought that the red lady would make a big move to arrest people, but he didn't want to do it silently. It's very pleasant, so isn't she inferior to her red lady?

The plan was completed, although it suffered a loss, but it succeeded in robbing people, it's time to retire!

"Niubi! This seat remembers you!"

"Get out of the street!"

The ghost king restrained his gloomy ghost and wanted to burrow into the ground. The gleaming horizontal knife plunged into the ground first. Immediately, the evil spirit and pure yang spiritual power possessed by the blade were poured into the ground. The ghost king Liu felt that he jumped into the fire pit, screaming and screaming desperately. the ground, leaving behind the filthy ghosts and disappearing.

The nine spiritual knives returned to Bai Yujun's body again, and the swords around the body slowly floated and rotated with the tip down, as if they were guarding the guards.

A certain Jiao looked at Pan Xiong with complicated eyes.

It's not that the oil-paper umbrella didn't work, it's just that the enemy is too cunning. The sky has a formation to protect it and can't move, but the ground is empty. You only need a hole in the ground to grab the target and won't provoke the oil-paper umbrella to counterattack. People often say ghosts. Ghost essence is almost to describe ghosts with intelligence.

But it's very embarrassing. Pan Xiong is fine. His son was taken away. Could it be that he was forced to take hostages?

Why not capture Pan Xiong directly?

Catacombs~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Willow Ghost King came to the main tomb with exhaustion and weakness along the tomb passage. As he walked, a ghostly aura like gray mist fell to the ground. The state was extremely unstable and seemed to dissipate at any time. He couldn't wait to see it for fear of red After the lady asks the secret, she kills her and silences her. By then, she will not only gain nothing but also be injured in vain.

With a charming smile on her face, Hong Niang looked at Willow Ghost King, whose breath was unsteady. Perhaps she was considering whether to fall into the trap.

"The Willow Ghost King is really not easy~ The slave family is fortunate enough to capture Pan Xiong without humiliation."

In front of him, a young man's feces and urine flowed and his teeth chattered.

Willow Ghost King stepped forward and looked.

"Who is he?"

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