Chapter 693 (1/2)

This is a secret trap that only the true disciples of Fushan sect know.

Luo Ziwei took out his flute and said with a smile, ”when they escape from the sky, I don't know when to practice the music.”

Wei Jingming said with a smile, ”wait! It's said that no one can escape from that ghost place.”

Luo Ziwei smiled and said, ”it doesn't hurt! Wait ten days and a half months.”

The people of Fushan sect laughed and nodded.

Luo Ziwei played Guan Shanyue on the flute.

Yu Qingyao looked at him and shook his head. He thought of Tucao: I still make complaints about the people of Yin Liu Yun Zong, helping Wei Jingming. I didn't expect that they were so insidious that they didn't need my help at all. Is that ghost king really that strong? Can it kill those people of Liuyun sect? I'll see.

Thinking of this, she immediately cursed Shen Yang's scalp itching.

At this time, the poisonous ghost king, with the hatred of the dead for the living, is fiercely attacking Shen Yang.

It has a huge mouth and spews poison clouds all over the sky. The colorful poison clouds are extremely beautiful. They are like people flying to Liuyun sect.

The people of Liuyun sect dare to be surrounded by this strange cloud volume, and form an array. A huge defense cover covers them.

At the same time, Shen Yang launched three mountain seals again.

Three huge mountains fell on the head of the poison ghost king.

The poisonous ghost king stretched out two huge arms shaped like dead trees and smashed them at the three mountains.

In the roar, the three mountain seals were broken, the poison ghost King howled in pain and anger, and his arms were shocked into countless sections.

Shen Yang smiled proudly and contemptuously, ”ghosts are stupid. It dares to connect my three mountain seal.”

All the younger martial brothers laughed.

However, they soon couldn't laugh.

Because the arms of the poisonous ghost King grew again at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, colorful poison clouds have enveloped them. The shield screamed miserably. Obviously, the poison cloud was so toxic that it was difficult for their shield to support it.

Everyone was afraid and had to add mana to the defense shield.

Shen Yang fiercely attacked the poison ghost king. However, the poison ghost King suffered a loss and refused to block his big move.

The poisonous ghost king was hidden in the poisonous fog and appeared from time to time. From time to time, he stretched out his claws and struck hard.

Liuyun sect and others fell into a bitter struggle.

Yu Qingyao watched with relish.

After three days and nights of hard struggle, Shen Yang finally killed the poison ghost king.

Seeing the poisonous ghost King howling and turning into smoke, Shen Yang couldn't laugh. Because his younger martial brothers died in the war.

What made him more depressed was that looking at the black forest, he clearly knew that the poison ghost king had not been really killed. In a year, at most ten years, the poison ghost king will be reborn.

Shen Yang wants to cry without tears. He knows that his tragedy is not over yet. He dares to conclude that Wei Jingming and his gang are waiting for him outside the forest.

He was alone when the pills and spells were exhausted. He was definitely not the opponent of the true biography of Fushan sect.

Tired and dying, Shen Yang didn't dare to go out. He hid deep in the forest and began to regulate his breath. While restoring his mana, he thought about how to escape from the land of death.

In the early morning of the fifth day, Wei Jingming and others entered the forest. They were divided into two groups. Wei Jingming took three people inside to search for Shen Yang, while Luo Ziwei and others guarded the exit to prevent Shen Yang from escaping.

Shen Yang's fate is doomed to be a tragedy. Yu Qingyao is too lazy to see it.

At about nine o'clock, Shen Yang was found, and then there was a round up. Shen Yang, who had no way to escape, fought hard until dusk and was finally killed.