The Yin Qi dispersed, obscured the figure of the trick, and shrouded the whole mountain.


    The one horned ghost King seems reckless, but he is not careless at all. Even if he is confident that he can win the trick, the little monk dares to come here alone on behalf of Jinshan Temple and face more than 200 demon kings and ghost kings. At least he has the strength of demon kings and will not be defeated easily.


    Taking advantage of the environment, the one horned ghost King releases Jiuyou evil Qi and invades his body far away.


    I thought the trick would resist. Who knows, as soon as Jiuyou evil Qi approached, it immediately infected the little monk''s body, gradually turned black from bottom to top, leaving only one head.


    "I thought I had any ability. It was a Silver Pewter gun head. It came pretending." The one horned ghost king was very confident in his Jiuyou evil spirit. He showed his real body and walked carelessly to the trick to ridicule.


    "Really?" He opened his mouth with a hint of movement, suddenly raised his hand and punched the one horned ghost king.


    But the one horned ghost king didn''t fly out. The other hand of the trick was buckled on his shoulder, making him bear the punch and almost didn''t break up the ghost.


    "Being attacked by Jiuyou evil spirit, are you all right?" The one horned ghost King widened his eyes and couldn''t even care about the pain on his body.


    "You say this?" The trick caught a breath, "the power is very good."


    That''s good. What the hell is it? Eh, it seems that I am the ghost king!


    Suddenly, a scene that shocked the one horned ghost king even more appeared. I saw that the trick was golden all over, and the body originally invaded by Jiuyou evil Qi quickly recovered its original appearance.


    "Buddhist golden body!" The one horned ghost king only felt that this short moment refreshed his understanding of the world.


    The sharp pain from his body finally woke him up, pressed down the fear at the bottom of his heart, turned his head slightly, opened his ferocious mouth and bit away at his strange arm.


    The short contact made him know the gap between himself and the little monk in front of him, and he just wanted to get out of the devil''s hand and go back.


    "Why did you become this early bird in a moment of excitement?" The one horned ghost king said.


    Finally, he blamed the mistake on Fahai. He took Fahai as a reference. He felt that even if Fahai was there, he could retreat, but he didn''t expect to go to Fahai, who was far beyond that year.


    According to this inference, how strong should the French sea be?


    No wonder Jinshan Temple dares to speak so loudly and expand such a large territory; No wonder even if it was such a big event, Fahai didn''t come forward and only sent the little monk.


    Because he alone, there were more than 200 demon kings and ghost kings present, and no one could beat him.


    He did not believe that more than 200 demon kings and ghost kings could defeat him so easily and let him fall into the great fear of life and death.


    The one horned ghost king thought he had guessed the truth and had a more serious mind of running for his life. He encouraged the ghost spirit all over his body and only turned to the hand of breaking away from the trick.


    But he was forced to stop before he bit his arm.


    His throat was gripped by the other hand.


    "You have a nice horn." The sound of the trick reached the one horned ghost king.


    Being strangled by his neck, the one horned ghost king only felt the power of imprisonment, which made him unable to even manipulate the ghost Qi.


    "No!" Sensing a hot palm climbing on his one horn, the one horn ghost King roared in his heart.


    "Since you have no problem, this horn belongs to the monk."


    "I have an opinion. I have a big opinion." This is the voice of the one horned ghost king.


    A sharp pain hit, and the one horn pulled out of his head. The Yin Qi at the connection was cut off by the hot breath. The horn had nothing to do with himself anymore.


    For thousands of years, he has been unable to get into the world, so he has cultivated this single angle. This is the essence of his Millennium cultivation.


    However, just because he was caught, the function of this single horn was taken away by the little monk before it was brought into play.


    "Well, you''re useless." Another voice came to his ears. The one horned ghost king only felt that the palm holding his neck was getting stronger and stronger, and a masculine force entered his ghost body.


    With a bang, the ghost body was completely crushed. A ghost pill wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but it was caught by a strange trick, which wiped out its consciousness in an instant.


    The one horned ghost King fell on the spot, if he didn''t leave a successor to resurrection.


    It''s a long time, but it only happened in a moment. In addition to the Yin Qi, the demon kings and ghost kings only heard a few screams. When the Yin Qi dissipated, there was no voice of the one horned ghost king, and only a faint smell proved that he had come.


    "Little monk, did you kill the unicorn ghost king?" A ghost king asked.


    "Why, the ghost king wants revenge?" The voice was as plain as water, but he admitted in disguise that he had killed the one horned ghost king.


    "How is it possible that one horn died in such a moment?" Some demon kings don''t want to believe it.


    "Little monk, what magic did you use?" A demon king glared at the trick.


    "Strange, you are the demon king, and only you can use the demon law." Said the trick.


    Then he continued without waiting for the demon king to refute.


    "I''m here today to expand the protection scope of Jinshan Temple. Just now you said that it''s reasonable to have big fists. Since you don''t agree, let me see if your fists are so hard."


    "Who comes first?"


    "Boy, I think you can control the king by taking away the one horn. I want to see what you can do?" Another ghost king came out and used his magic to kill the enemy.


    Li Wei is here today, and his tricks are no longer polite. He shakes his body and bypasses the magic. People have bullied the ghost king and suppressed the world with one fist. He directly explodes the ghost King''s body, collects the ghost pill and erases his consciousness.


    In full view, another ghost king died.


    But it still can''t scare the kings.


    "It''s useless not to have the strength to hit." A leopard king came out, wandered around the trick, spied on the machine, and repeatedly escaped the counter attack of the trick.


    "Have a good time!" The leopard King attacked again and was dodged. Just about to retreat, he found that there was a huge fist in front of him.


    With a "Qiang" sound, the leopard King fell directly to the ground and was trampled on his head by a trick, with blood all over the ground.


    A mana enters the body and erases the divine consciousness in the demon pill.


    "The bald donkey is powerful. Let''s go side by side." A voice rang.


    Smelling the speech, the original reserved demon kings and ghost kings had flashing eyes and some intention.


    However, before they could figure it out, they took action first.


    A dodged to a demon king and blew the hesitant demon king to death with a punch, together with the divine knowledge in the demon pill.


    Now the kings were no longer reserved and joined hands to kill the strange plan.


    Under the siege among the kings, the plot was uncertain. He suddenly appeared next to a demon king or ghost king and took away a demon king with one punch.


    There is a big gap between the four turns of ferry robbery and the five turns of ferry robbery.


    One demon king after another and the ghost King fell, which made all the kings present a little scared.


    Is this kind of strength that a friar should have?