Chapter 1109 (2/2)

Shen Lang's heart read a move, White Castle Peak soared to hundreds of meters high in mid air, and directly hit the powerful ghost King Xu Ying in front of the blood robed youth.

”Insect carving trick, ghost king, stop it for me!” There was a trace of ridicule in the corner of the mouth of the young man in the blood robe.

The powerful ghost King wields a huge sword and cuts it to Bai Qingshan with all his strength.

”Boom!”

The sword was right in the middle of the wall of the white green mountain, making an earth shaking sound. The gray magic flame collided with the blue and white rays, giving off a dazzling light.

Shen Lang is a little unbelievable. Since he broke through nirvana, he has always been able to use Bai Qingshan. This huge ghost King virtual shadow can take his own white castle peak?

The young man in the blood robe was also a little surprised. The power of this magic weapon in the shape of a mountain peak is so high that it can fight against the sword of the ghost king?

”Boy, your magic weapon is not bad. It's a pity that you met me. I'm going to make up my mind about your magic weapon! Let me take you on the road. ” The young man in the blood robe laughed wildly.

The ghost King opened his broad tusks and spewed a lot of gray flames from his mouth.

In an instant, the magic flame covered the whole wall of the White Castle Peak, and the blue and white rays were gradually weakened.

Shen Lang's face changed greatly. After Bai Qingshan fell into the devil's flame, he found that he could no longer control Bai Qingshan!

Moreover, Bai Qingshan, which is hundreds of meters high, is getting smaller and smaller. He is held by the ghost king. No matter how the waves urge him, he can't call Bai Qingshan back.

How is that possible? This kind of gray flame can cut off the connection between him and Bai Qingshan.

Seeing the anxious look of Shen Lang's face, the young man in the blood robe laughed wildly: ”ha ha, don't take back the magic weapon seized by my powerful ghost king! Ghost king, kill meThe young man in the blood robe is full of satisfaction and urges him to go to the ghost king and prepare to kill Shen Lang.

Even the monks in the later period of foundation building may not be the opponent of the ghost king.

Just when the ghost king was ready to kill Shen Lang with his sword, Shen Lang quickly took out the jade mirror from the storage ring.

”Crackling!”

Shen Lang showed his mirror, and immediately there were a large number of electric snakes swimming on it. Seven or eight strong white electric arcs rushed out, sweeping towards the powerful ghost king like a whip.

Let the blood robed youth incredible scene appeared.

After the seemingly powerful Bai Lei hit the ghost king, the ghost King's shadow trembled, his mouth growled in pain, and his body was still smoking white smoke.

Shen Lang tries to inject yuan Lingli into Yuyang mirror.

”Boom!”

A strong white thunder at the mouth of the bowl suddenly burst out, directly crushing the ghost King's shadow and turning it into powder.

”Why How could it be The young man in the blood robe was completely stupid, and even doubted whether he had seen the illusion.

Such a powerful ghost king was killed by a white thunder?

Cheng Luo and other elders gaped, thinking that the power of the mirror shaped magic weapon in Shen Lang's hand is too big!

Shen Lang was also surprised. I didn't expect that the power of Yuyang white thunder against ghosts was so strong.

”Son of a bitch, die for me!” The young man in the blood robe could not accept this fact. He was so surprised and angry that he pinched the formula with one hand and grabbed the two huge talons towards the waves.

Just then, the mirror in Shen Lang's hand shot out two white arcs, hitting the flying talons.

”Yes

After the arc, the two talons instantly disappeared, and the young man in the blood robe also spewed out a big mouthful of blood.

”It's Yu Yang Bai Lei! It's impossible. Yuyang leijing has long been extinct in the sky. Do you have a magic weapon made of Yuyang leijing? ” The blood robed youth lost his voice and roared.

Shen Lang's eyes shrunk, and he didn't care about the young man's surprise. With his fingers pinched, hundreds of air swords gathered in front of him and shot at the young man like lightning.

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