A shiny green storage ring fell to the ground and was very conspicuous.
Ma Yunbiao''s face showed a happy look, and his right hand grabbed the blue storage ring on the ground. At this time, a black light lit up on his head, and a dark ghost claw emerged out of thin air. The ghost claw sent out amazing aura fluctuations, which was obviously a heavenly treasure.
Ma Yunbiao reacted quickly, waved the long black stick in his hand and patted the ghost claw.
With a dull sound of "Keng", the Black Ghost claws flew out upside down.
A shrill ghost cry sounded. Ma Yunbiao''s head sank and his whole body was weak. He felt something flying towards him and rolled to the ground. He felt that his right arm was pricked by a needle.
No one noticed that the cyan storage ring had disappeared.
A graceful young woman in a black dress came out of the cave. Her skin was snowy, her facial features were gorgeous, and her full crisp chest seemed to break out of her clothes.
Seeing the fluctuation of his mana, he is a monk in the middle of refining emptiness.
Ma Yunbiao was frightened to find that his right arm became stiff. Obviously, he was poisoned.
He waved a long black stick, turned into a heavy shadow and smashed it at the young woman in black skirt.
At the same time, the rubble and litter on the ground were blown by the strong wind, turned into a flying sword and went straight to the young woman in black skirt.
A young woman in a black dress has a piece of apricot mouth, and a black glittering flag flies out. There are a large number of ferocious faces on the flag, emitting amazing aura fluctuations. It is impressively a low-grade Lingbao.
The black flag dripped around her, and a gray wind emerged to protect the young woman in black dress.
After the roaring noise, the air waves rolled and the smoke and dust filled the sky.
As the air waves dissipated, Wang Qingshan, LAN fukong and Ma Yunbiao appeared in the distant sky. LAN fukong stayed with Wang Qingshan, and other incarnation friars fled everywhere.
"Go after the gods and I''ll kill Ma Yunbiao."
After saying this, the young woman in black dress put away the black flag and turned it into a black light to catch up. A faint blood ghost flew towards the friar of Huashen, and soon there was a sad scream of men and women.
Wang Qingshan and LAN fukong stood on the Qianguang dunying shuttle, and a sad cry came from behind from time to time.
"Wang Daoyou, hurry up."
LAN fukong urged, in an anxious tone.
A sad cry of a woman sounded. Wang Qingshan and LAN fukong felt their bodies softened, and there was a ripple in the void above their heads. A huge bloody ghost claw emerged out of thin air and patted them.
Before the bloody ghost claws fell, a bloody smell came to my face.
Two yellow lights suddenly shot out from the ground and hit the bloody ghost claw. The falling speed of the bloody ghost claw stagnated.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the dry light dodges the shadow, the shuttle dodges the light rises sharply, and the bloody ghost claws are empty.
A biting wind blew, and a beautiful female ghost in blood suddenly stopped their way.
The eyes of the female ghost in blood are blood red. There are some blood lines on her face. Her body emits amazing Yin Qi fluctuations. She is a ghost in the period of refining deficiency.
With a pinch of Wang Qingshan''s magic formula, the dry light hiding shadow shuttle quickly fell on a peak full of black weeds.
"Sword repair! What I hate most in my life is sword repair. Do you commit suicide or do you want me to do it?"
The ghost in blood said coldly, staring at Wang Qingshan.
"Elder, if you don''t remember villains, just treat us as a fart and let us go!"
LAN fukong softened his legs, knelt down and begged.
The female ghost in blood obviously didn''t meet such a person as LAN fukong. After hearing this, "Pooh" smiled.
"If you kill him, I can let you go."
The ghost in blood sneered.
When Wang Qingshan pinched his right hand, a large number of black grass were uprooted and turned into a flying sword. He went straight to the female ghost in blood. The number was so large that people felt numb.
The ghost in blood shook her sleeve, and a dark wind blew past and greeted her.
The roaring noise and billowing air waves scattered all the flying swords.
A dark wind blew, and the female ghost in blood suddenly appeared behind Wang Qingshan and LAN fukong. A pair of blood red ghost claws went straight to Wang Qingshan and LAN fukong.
There is only one word difference between ghost cultivation and ghosts. There is a big difference in magical powers. Ghost cultivation is a monk who practices ghost Taoism. He has his own magic weapon and many attack methods. Ghosts are ghosts with different shapes. He rarely has his own treasures and few attack methods.
The ground suddenly lit up a burst of eye-catching yellow light, and two yellow lights flew out and went straight to the female ghost in blood. The female ghost in blood didn''t dare to make a hard connection. The body shook, turned into a gust of Yin wind and disappeared.
Wang Qingshan roared, and a ghost in blood suddenly appeared on an earth slope more than a hundred miles away and gave a shrill scream.
With a flash of blue light, a blue glittering ball suddenly appeared on the top of the ghost in blood. There were countless blue arc flashes and heavy water thunder beads on the surface of the blue ball. This is a treasure refined by Wang Changsheng. Wang Qingshan got one.
After the rumbling thunder sounded, the heavy water thunder beads burst and turned into a huge blue thunder light, drowning hundreds of miles around.
As soon as Wang Qingshan pinched the magic formula, the dry light fled the shadow, and the shuttle''s aura soared and flew high into the sky.
They had just flown more than a hundred miles, and a piercing sound came from behind.
Wang Qingshan noticed that when he pinched the Dharma formula, nine green glass swords flew out of the sword box, instantly integrated into one, turned into a giant sword and cut into a black light.
With the sound of "Keng", the black light was cut to pieces.
A bloody ghost claw emerged out of thin air and grabbed them. Wang Qingshan and LAN fukong hurriedly avoided them. Their shoulders were still hit by the ghost claw. There were several terrible blood marks on LAN fukong''s shoulders, and white bones were faintly visible.
Wang Qingshan was safe and sound, and a shining inner armor was faintly visible.
The female ghost in blood came from a distance. Her body was faint and visible. She was obviously badly hurt and suffered a heavy water thunder bead. Even if she drained the essence blood of the two alchemists, she couldn''t make up for it. She hated Wang Qingshan and had to kill Wang Qingshan.
Wang Qingshan pinched the sword formula. After the blue light on the body surface was released, he integrated with the giant sword and went straight to the female ghost in blood.
LAN fukong didn''t escape. The blue dust in his hand shook gently. In a burst of "hiss", a large number of blue silk threads flew out and went straight to the female ghost in blood.
The ghost in blood spewed out a bloody ghost fire, hit the giant sword, turned into a gust of Yin wind and disappeared.
The giant sword of Optimus collided with the blood ghost fire, and the speed slowed down. But soon, the giant sword of Optimus emerged a cyan flame to disperse the blood ghost fire.
LAN fukong thought of something and turned white.
A gust of Yin wind blew, and the ghost in blood suddenly appeared behind him, with venomous eyes.
"Evil spirits, don''t hurt people."
A cold female voice suddenly came from the sky. As soon as the voice fell, a blue light suddenly lit up on the head of the female ghost in blood, and a string of blue Buddha beads suddenly appeared on the head of the female ghost in blood.
The blue Buddha beads rose in an instant and were set on the female ghost in blood. With bursts of Sanskrit sounds, the female ghost in blood issued bursts of sad cries, and the blood on the body surface was bright, but it was of no use.
Countless Buddhist runes emerge from the blue Buddha beads, and the female ghost in blood emits bursts of green smoke, and the breath is getting weaker and weaker.
A giant sword shot from the sky and pierced her body.
The ghost in blood turned into a black ball and fell to the ground after she gave a scream of extreme pain.
A cyan rainbow came from a distance. Before long, the cyan rainbow stopped over the blue sky. It was a nun with a face like jade fat. The nun had long hair and shawl, and a cyan monk''s robe fluttered in the wind.
"Nun Yuyin, why are you here?"
LAN fukong was full of flattery.